Chapter 95 – Awakening!
Bi Tu’s strength and the Man-Technique in the shape of the NightWing struck fear into the hearts of all observers, especially as the people here were exceptionally familiar with NightWings.
The current Bi Tu was filled with killing intent, and given his cultivation at the awakened realm, he could even force Grandpa back let alone anyone else.
The NightWing in pursuit of Grandpa got closer and closer, and would likely catch up with him before he could retreat into the barrier of the Man-Totem.
At this moment, the Wu Shan Tribesmen were all filled with sorrow and frenzy, but they could do nothing, at this point, even the Wu Shan Tribe Patriarch would be unable to help……
Nan Song smacked his forehead and the crack once more appeared, shooting out the green figure to attempt to a.s.sist Grandpa. However, the distance between them was just too vast, even with its great speed it would not make it in time, after all the NightWing was but three Zhang away!
Su Ming’s mind was blank as he stared at his only family face death yet completely unable to do anything. The NightWing constantly got closer as it opened its mouth, preparing to swallow everything whole. However, Su Ming who had been quiet all this while suddenly let out a loud shout.
This intense shout contained Su Ming’s entire strength and caused his wounds to once more open and allowed blood to flow out once more, but Su Ming did not notice it at all, all that he could see was Grandpa being about to be swallowed by the NightWing.
His body seemed out of his control as he rushed forward, his shout echoing in the skies as it reached Grandpa’s ears and also the ears of the NightWings.
The image of the blood moon in Su Ming’s eyes once more burned with the intensity of when he was kindling his blood, in fact his entire body seemed to immolate as he shouted, his mind filled with a single thought, this NightWing shall not hurt Grandpa!
Su Ming’s vision blurred as blood leaked out from his seven orifices as he felt as if he was flying, flying across the lands at an unbelievable speed towards Grandpa, towards the approaching NightWing and then straight into the NightWing’s〖body〗!
TLN: IDK why there are those strange brackets in the text, but i will just include them.
Such a strange scene suddenly occured.
The NightWing’s body shook as its expression changed, however this struggle only lasted an instant as it was quickly repelled by a beam of moonlight. Hurriedly it turned back towards the stunned Bi Tu.
Grandpa’s body trembled as he saw the NightWings eyes which seemed to emanate a familiar feeling……
Su Ming also did not know what was going on, he only felt that he himself was the NightWing, turning around he rushed towards Bi Tu, who was momentarily stunned.
Bi Tu did not understand why the NightWing formed by his own Man-Technique and qi had actually went out of his control, quickly backing off, his eyes flashed as he tried to dispel his technique, but for some reason, his technique seemed to have no effect on it whatsoever.
The NightWing approached and collided with Bi Tu, resulting in a large amount of the b.l.o.o.d.y mist being burst apart, however, Bi Tu too coughed out blood as he was sent backwards several tens of zhang.
The moment the BloodWing burst apart, Su Ming felt his own body fly out as he regained his sanity.
Currently, Grandpa had already reached the safety of the tribe under the Man-Totem. Sitting cross-legged, he pulled out seven bone needles and pierced them into his body one-by-one.
Currently, the flying Bi Tu’s hair was a mess as he wiped away the blood by his lips and he stared at Grandpa in under the Man-Tattoo. Although the previous event caused him to feel some shock, it did not bother him too much as he was determined to kill Mo Sang, to kill all the Wu Shan Tribesmen.
His body flashed as he whistled towards the ground, he approached at an insane pace, while Grandpa had only three bone〖needles〗in his 〖body〗.
“Mo Sang, even if you burn your entire life force, you will not be my match!” The moment Bi Tu approached, he raised his right hand to strike at the barrier of the Man-Totem. However, at this moment, the green light from Nan Song’s forehead approached Bi Tu.
“Nan Song,the Qing Suo Technique you use is not bad, but it is still lacking the essence!” Bi Tu spoke while smiling. With a wave of his sleeves, a vague light figure was formed which rushed towards Nan Song’s green apparition. With a bang, the two figures collided and Nan Song’s image instantly shattered and was returned to Nan Song’s body. Nan Song coughed out black blood as he seemed to wither and transform into a bag of bones.
TLN: Qing Suo (青索) is the name of some character in some other chinese story 《蜀山剑侠传》, but idk if there is another meaning for it in this novel at this point in time.
A roar came from the crowd as the Hei Shan Tribe Patriarch jumped into the air towards Bi Tu. He had to prevent Bi Tu from breaking the barrier and disrupting Grandpa’s ritual.
Currently, Grandpa already had five bone needles in his body his body trembling, a powerful qi was being released from his〖body〗which shocked even Bi Tu.
“Get lost!” Bi Tu ignored him as he rushed towards the Man-totem, towards the incoming Wu Shan Tribe Patriarch, he had simply threw a fist and sent him flying, his body trembling and writhing like Nan Song.
But beneath him, rather than retreating, the Man-Cultivators who did not previously fight all rushed out to attempt to stop Bi Tu’s advance. But with another wave of his sleeves, Bi Tu disappeared like a wisp of smoke.
Shan Hen who was in the crowd revealed some hesitation before he too rushed out, but then he stopped halfway, his fists tightly clenched.
Su Ming too rushed forth with Lei Chen following behind, Bei Ling who was nearer to Bi Tu was heavily injured and was receiving treatment, yet he too pushed Chen Xin away as he jumped upwards.But before he could approach, he was stopped by a single finger from Bi Tu, transforming his entire right arm into a pool of blood as he fell onto the ground.
Currently, Grandpa’s entire body shook as the sixth needle pierced him, the seventh needle was in his hands as Su Ming and Lei Chen rushed towards him.
But Bi Tu had already arrived, his right hand smacking the Wu Shan Tribe Totem. This single fist caused the totem to explode with a bright light as cracks appeared all over it just before it shattered into pieces.
The Wu Shan Tribe Totem, represented the Wu Shan Tribe, shattering in front of the Wu Shan Tribe, similarly represented the breaking of the Wu Shan Tribe’s will……
The moment the Totem burst apart, Bi Tu hurriedly rushed towards the Grandpa who was about to pierce the seventh〖needle〗into his spirit. But suddenly, a girl whose face was stained with blood and scars carried an unwilling and sorrowful expression as she rushed towards Grandpa. She so happened to be the nearest to Grandpa, prepared to use her life to buy some more time, she stood determinedly in front of Grandpa, this girl was Wu La.
Bi Tu coldly snorted as he shoved his hand forward, powerfully bombarding Wu La’s body, sending her flying towards Su Ming as blood spurted out her body.
But at the same time, Grandpa’s seventh needle was completely pierced into his spirit, only thanks to the time bought by his tribesmen lives was he able to complete this ritual.
His eyes opened as he tragically roared, his own killing intent filling the airs as he rushed towards Bi Tu to once more battle in the skies.
This all happened in an instant and was just hard to imagine, the right side of Su Ming’s face was hurting as a shard of the totem flew into his face. Without regard for the pain, he saw Wu La’s body shrivelling and had almost completely withered away before even touching the ground.
Su Ming’s head was blank as he help up the collapsed Wu La, Wu La’s expression was grim and she was not much more than a bag of bones. Blood pouring out non-stop from her mouth as she smilingly gazed at Su Ming.
“Are you Mo Su?” She struggled to reach for Su Ming’s face, but she just did not have any strength left in her.
“Yes I am.” Su Ming’s expression was sorrowful as he slowly spoke.
“You are not……” Wu La mumbled as her eyes lost their light and her arms fell towards the ground, trembling slightly before moving no more. At this moment, a large boom came from the skies as Bi Tu battled Grandpa.
“Su Ming, bring the tribesmen away, run now!!” Coming along with the shout was a brilliant light. This beam of light shot towards the front of the tribe, shattering the grounds ahead, forming a large gully tens of Zhang wide.
Spanning a distance greater than the eye can see, it separated the pursuing Hei Shan Tribesmen with a curtain of light.
There was not a single tear in Su Ming’s eyes as Lei Chen spoke to him, but as he looked at Su Ming’s eyes, it horrified him as his words could no longer leave his lips.
His eyes were hollow, like a dead person, but in that void was the image of a shining moon.
Lightly placing Wu La’s corpse on the ground, Su Ming removed the shard of the Man-Totem in his face and stashed it away.
On his face, the injury left by the totem shard was terrifying to look at but he did not bother to wipe his blood as his gaze turned to the rest of the tribe.
“Move!” Su Ming uttered a single word as he walked to the front after getting the other tribesmen to support Nan Song and the patriarch.
Bei Ling did not die, but he had lost an entire arm, struggling to stand up, he gazed at Su Ming’s figure which only gave him a sense of unfamiliarity.
This sort of change scared him, as if the kind of aura emanated by Su Ming was something that should not have appeared, yet somehow ended up appearing today.
Su Ming’s expression was calm, his gaze cold, bearing his pain and grief, as he quickly walked ahead, replacing the previous patriarch in leading the tribe forward.