Chapter 60
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Chapter 60: The Brewing Calamity (Part V)
A piercing sound sliced through the air, prompting Fengyun Wuji to instinctively tilt his head. Despite his swift reaction, a mere whisper of a claw’s breeze brushed past his ear, leaving a faint trace that deepened from a pale to a bloody red as tiny beads of blood seeped from the scratch on his left cheek.
In the distance, several hundred meters behind, Yemei let out a grotesque cackle. His figure materialized eerily from the top down, gradually revealing itself. With a leisurely lick of the blood beads on the tip of his claw, a look of contentment spread across his face: “Such sweet blood, it must have been simmering for over twenty million years, definitely a nourishing feast… Heh, it’s been too long, far too long since the world has forgotten about us, the Night Clan, forgotten our speed in dominating the world.”
Fengyun Wuji remained silent. He hadn’t seen Yemei’s figure at all in that last attack; his dodge was purely based on intuition. Among all the martial paths, the sword path is considered the fastest, and even among these Night Clan members, the difference in speed compared to Fengyun Wuji is vast. Yet, he never expected the Night Clan’s chief to be so incredibly swift.
With another bizarre laugh, Yemei blurred and vanished into the wind once more.
A black rainbow shot up as Fengyun Wuji suddenly slashed his sword diagonally. A strange cry was heard, followed by a chunk of flesh on his wrist, where the fifth sword gallbladder was, flipping open and blood gushing out.
However, Fengyun Wuji seemed oblivious, his gaze firmly locked onto Yemei a few zhang away, where a strand of black silk slowly drifted downward from beneath the fifth sword gallbladder.
Yemei, with one pale hand stroking the falling lock of hair, the end of which was cut neatly, looked at Fengyun Wuji with a peculiar expression. He wanted to speak but stopped, opened his mouth several times, and finally couldn’t resist saying, “How… How is this possible…”
“Do you think it’s necessary for me to tell you? Or do you think I’m as foolish as you?” Fengyun Wuji interrupted his question. He naturally knew what Yemei wanted to ask, but he wasn’t foolish enough to reveal how he did it, allowing the other party to better kill him.
“Humph! You really think I can’t kill you!”
As Yemei spread his bat wings, more than a dozen Yemeis appeared on either side of his body. With another movement, dozens more Yemeis materialized… In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Yemeis surrounded Fengyun Wuji, each looking identical, hovering in the void, with no trace of illusion.
Fengyun Wuji, looking at the hundreds of Yemeis with strange smiles in front of him, was shaken to his core. This completely exceeded his understanding.
Daring not to be negligent, he crossed his hands over his chest, then extended them to his shoulders, spreading them wide. As Fengyun Wuji raised his head, his long hair danced in the wind. With his eyes closed, the void was filled with the dense sound of swords humming. Then, streaks of brilliant light emerged from the void, swiftly coalescing into form. Millions of dense, slender qi swords automatically encircled Fengyun Wuji, protecting him.
“Come on! Let’s see what tricks you have up your sleeve. If all you have is speed, thinking you can kill me is nothing but a fantasy! … I don’t mind taking your head back with me.” Fengyun Wuji said coldly, his hands waving out, the dense sword array firmly shielding his entire body. With a light tap on the ground, Fengyun Wuji leaped off the cliff, the sword array swiftly transforming, the blades pointing towards Yemei.
“Is that so?” Hundreds of Yemeis spoke in unison, a strange smile appearing at the corners of their mouths. Although their figures slightly moved, they vanished into the void.
Boom!
Several qi swords on the left suddenly shattered. Fengyun Wuji’s consciousness scanned and saw Yemei had retreated. Another loud noise came from the right, where hundreds of qi swords exploded into powder.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several dark figures rushed into the sword array surrounding Fengyun Wuji from all directions, shattering all the qi swords in their path. Fengyun Wuji remained unmoved, and as expected, those dozens of figures halted a few meters away from him, turning to flee at a speed like a gust of wind, but Fengyun Wuji had already calculated this when the dark figures charged in. As soon as he saw the figures pause, the sword array that had been motionless around him suddenly started to rotate, the qi swords linking end-to-end, a vast expanse of white light visible, with light but no form.
Heh!
Fengyun Wuji exhaled forcefully, spitting out a breath of elemental sword qi. The surrounding sword array’s momentum surged, and the several dark figures, extremely fast, moved and dodged within the array, treating the sharp sword qi as if it were nothing, but they couldn’t break free for a while.
Outside the sword array, more dense shadows pounced on the exterior, frantically attacking the qi swords. Countless qi swords exploded into fragments under the onslaught of the night clan’s avatars, but they quickly reformed, often reshaping before the previous ones had even shattered, the brief time not enough for Yemei to break through.
Clang!
A clear and melodious sword chant rang out as a black rainbow burst from Fengyun Wuji’s chest, swiftly merging with the swiftly rotating qi swords in the sky.
Within the sword array, a touch of gray gradually emerged. The addition of the fifth sword gallbladder made Yemei increasingly cautious and prudent. This was a divine weapon, and Yemei could clearly feel the dangerous aura attached to the sword.
It was rare to lure Yemei’s true body into the sword array, and Fengyun Wuji was not about to let him leave so easily. His unparalleled consciousness broke free from his body, covering a radius of a hundred miles. Every movement, no matter how subtle, was clear to his mind.
What was strange to Fengyun Wuji was that even under the scrutiny of his consciousness, these hundreds of Yemeis madly attacking the sword array all had the breath of the living, not at all like illusions or phantoms. Although puzzled, Fengyun Wuji had no intention of delving into this issue. With a thought, his consciousness bombarded the hundreds of Yemeis indiscriminately.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Outside the sword array, Yemeis turned into a cloud of ash, dissipating into the void, while inside the array, only the true body of Yemei remained, his face twisted in pain, surrounded by countless drifting ashes…
This outcome was completely unexpected to Fengyun Wuji. The power of his consciousness attack far exceeded his expectations. With the mental strength at the fourth level of the “Mind and Sword Body Technique,” few in the entire ancient era could match it, and dealing with Yemei was naturally no problem.
Seizing this rare opportunity, Fengyun Wuji could not possibly let it slip away. Countless qi swords outside his body bombarded Yemei’s true body, and then, with a flicker of his figure, Fengyun Wuji grasped the fifth sword gallbladder and, at a speed like lightning, slashed his sword from Yemei’s left shoulder all the way down to his right hip…
Slosh! Yemei’s eyes widened as if refusing to close in death, his upper body sliding off at an angle, a torrent of blood gushing from within…
Wiping his sword, Fengyun Wuji turned and strolled back towards the Sword Pavilion, leaving behind two halves of the body falling in opposite directions, accompanied by a downpour of blood, the ground a mess…