Chapter 1685: Pitiful
Zhu Tong’s speed was incredibly fast, much faster than the speed of Su Mo and the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da.
In the blink of an eye, he sped past Wu Han and Wu Fengtian, speeding towards the entrance of the path.
This was also because Wu Han and Wu Fengtian’s main target was Su Mo. Therefore, even if Zhu Tong was a high rank martial artist, they wouldn’t bother about him.
However, Elder Xue Cheng would not let Zhu Tong escape and he once again brandished the Holy Blood Force Sword to strike Zhu Tong.
The sharp, blood-colored longsword was incredibly fast and Zhu Tong could not dodge it.
“Get lost!”
Zhu Tong yelled out instantly as the long spear in his hand stretched out to become a dragon-like spear. It burned hotly like a furnace as it pierced the blood-colored Holy Sword.
Boom!
As the spear struck against the sword, an explosion sounded that shook the sky. Although the Holy Sword crumbled apart, Zhu Tong was forced backward like the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da.
The Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da was flung backward into the path and the force of the impact was so strong that Su Mo lost control of the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da in a moment.
“Hehe, you won’t survive even in your little turtle sh.e.l.l!”
Wu Fengtian laughed coldly as his body jerked and he flew towards the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da.
Then, he stretched forward and grabbed the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da with a large, incredibly fast Dark Force palm.
Su Mo quickly activated the attacking array of the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da. Seven-colored light shot out brilliantly.
The rays of the Seven-colored light were strong and it generated large shockwaves that instantly exploded against the Dark Force Palm.
Whizz whizz whizz~~
Buzzing sounds emerged from Wu engtian’s Dark Force Palm, resulting in white smoke that quickly began to merge.
However, the Dark Force Palm was unimaginably strong and it exceeded Su Mo’s expectations.
Although it simmered under the Seven-colored light, the Dark Force Palm grabbed onto the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da in an instant due to their proximity.
Bam!
Once the Dark Force palm grabbed the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da, Wu Fengtian quickly pulled it towards himself.
“Not good!” Su Mo jumped in fright. He had not expected that Wu Fengtian would be so strong that he was almost on par with Zhu Tong. The attack of the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da was completely unable to destroy Wu Fengtian’s attack.
That man’s strength far exceeded any Rank 8 Martial Honorable and it was close to a Rank 9 Martial Honorable’s strength.
Su Mo desperately controlled the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da and the entire paG.o.da started to shake violently. Bright light emanated from the paG.o.da as it tried to escape Wu Fengtian’s grasp.
Under the struggle of the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da, Wu Fengtian’s Dark Force palm began to rapidly disintegrate and it was about to be totally destroyed.
“You won’t be able to escape!” Wu Fengtian laughed coldly. Thereafter, he flipped his palm over and a banner appeared. This banner was similar to the banner that Wu Han had, it was jet-black and dark.
This was the Honorable Soul Banner that many experts in the Sorcerer Tribe possessed. It was also the source of all the forbidden skills of the Sorcerer Tribe.
Wu Fengtian waved the Honorable Soul Banner and black rays of light poured out of it. The Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da that was grabbed by the palm could not escape its hold and it was sucked into the Honorable Soul Banner by the black light.
“Done!” Wu Fengtian looked towards Honored Wu Han as a smile curled on his lips. Su Mo was sucked into his Honorable Soul Banner and he would definitely die. There was no other way for Su Mo to escape.
Wu Fengtian jumped for joy. He wasn’t happy because he had captured Su Mo, but he was elated that he had obtained the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da.
He could see that the paG.o.da was a Sacred Cla.s.s weapon. Furthermore, it wasn’t a typical Lower Sacred Cla.s.s Weapon but a Middle Sacred Cla.s.s Weapon, or even an Upper Sacred Cla.s.s one.
This was a pleasant surprise. Not only did he manage to capture Su Mo, he also obtained a Middle or Upper Sacred Cla.s.s Weapon.
Everything was worth it after how much time and effort he had spent on this mission.
In the entire Ancientspirit Galaxy, Sacred Cla.s.s Weapons were incredibly rare. His father, the leader of the Heavenly Underworld Star Sorcerer Tribe branch didn’t even have an Upper Sacred Cla.s.s Weapon, only a Middle rank one.
He didn’t even possess as Sacred Cla.s.s Weapon. Therefore, the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da was a heaven-sent gift to him.
Honored Wu Han sighed out. He knew how special the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da was, but he didn’t try to steal it from Wu Fengtian.
In actual fact, Elder Xue Cheng had attacked the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da and he could have taken it for himself first. Yet, he didn’t do so and he allowed the Sorcerer Tribesmen to take it.
That was because he knew that even if he had the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da, he would not be able to keep it for himself. His clan would demand it from him.
As such, he might as well give the Seven-colored Glazed PaG.o.da to the Young Clan Leader of the Sorcerer Tribe, Wu Fengtian.
Overall, it was a joyous thing for them to have captured Su Mo. Once the Grand Priest comes out of his cultivation seclusion, they would be heavily rewarded.
By this point, almost all the troops from the Imperial Ancestor Court Faction had been killed. Huo Yi was also not spared.
The few measly people who were left were still battling against the skeleton warriors. Yet, they were dog-tired and they appeared to be wild beasts fighting for their lives.
Zhu Tong, who had been flung back into the cave, was dispirited. Su Mo hid in the paG.o.da and was captured. This was what he wanted, but he couldn’t be bothered with Su Mo for now. It was more important for him to save his own life.
His side was almost dead and he only had one chance left. Otherwise, his 3 enemies would attack him all at once and he would definitely die.
“Rawr!”
Zhu Tong stabilized himself before he roared aloud. Again, he dashed towards the exit of the cave at lightning-speed.
Zhu Tong gritted his teeth and bit his tongue so hard it was almost about to break off.
Blurgh!
Fresh blood shot out from his mouth and stained the air. Thereafter, the blood gathered together in mid air and formed a b.l.o.o.d.y ball the size of a fist.
The red of the blood ball was s.h.i.+ning brilliantly. Terrifying auras circled inside the blood ball and, like a sharp blade, it flew towards Elder Xue Cheng.
Zhu Tong’s face turned as white as a sheet after this move and the aura around his body dropped significantly.
This was a self-harm attack as this ultimate strike came at the expense of his own body.
In other words, after this attack, his fighting strength would increase exponentially by about 10 times, but his mental strength and spirit would be sapped. He wouldn’t even be able to recover in half a year.
However, he didn’t have any other choice. Elder Xue Cheng’s strength was higher than the average peak Rank 9 Martial Honorable.
This was the only way for him to escape.
Shoos.h.!.+
The b.l.o.o.d.y ball tore through the air and empty s.p.a.ce as ear-piercing winds blew. It aimed directly for Elder Xue Cheng and Zhu Tong followed closely behind it.
“Hm?” Elder Xue Cheng raised his eyebrows as soon as his saw the b.l.o.o.d.y ball. He could feel a strange sense of danger from the b.l.o.o.d.y ball.
“Destroy!”
However, he wasn’t afraid and he lightly yelled out his eyes turned bloodshot once again to release the Holy Blood Force Sword of the Blood Pupil techniques.
An even stronger sword appeared as Blood Radiance filled the sky. In the blink of an eye, the b.l.o.o.d.y ball struck against the sword.
Bam!
An earth-shattering explosion occurred that destroyed the eardrums of people. As soon as the blood ball and Holy Blood Force Sword collided, they exploded apart.
Boom boom boom!!
Terrifying shockwaves rolled out as the earth trembled violently. The path into the cave crumbled in, as though it was the end of the earth.
Blinding, blood-colored light surrounded the entire mine below as the scene before their eyes turned blank. There was only the blinding light of the blood sword.
A few moments later, the blood-colored light dispersed and the shock waves gradually weakened before peace fell.
Elder Xue Cheng was forced backward a few hundred feet, but he was uninjured. Yet, his face was completely black because Zhu Tong had disappeared and it was highly likely that Zhu Tong had escaped in the opportunity earlier.
“Let’s go!”
Wu Han strode forward, the large ma.s.s of skeleton warriors were sucked back into the Honorable Soul Banner.
That was because the 3000 troops of the Imperial Ancestor Court Faction had died and Zhu Tong was the only one to escape.
Wu Han wasn’t bothered by this as his main target was Su Mo. As long as he had reached his goal, he did not care whether others had escaped.
“Mm!”
Elder Xue Cheng and Wu Fengtian nodded their heads. Without any further delay, they left the mine and flew into the air.