Over Before He Knew It
“Hehe, Formation Sect’s disciples do impress. I expected my comrades to have finished you.”
Emerging from a yellow stream of light was a savage youth. He was the same Body Severing Realm youth Mu Yu saw accompanying Zhou Jinglin when he tailed Luo Feilong and Ji Wenkai.
Southern Star Taoist Temple became a collection charred wood and blazing ocean. Vision was blurred.
Green talisman patterns spread across Gu Fei and Jing Yucheng’s bodies. Their blank eyes were a sign they had lost awareness of what they were doing.
“Divine Soul Talisman isn’t something two measly Golden Core Realm brats could escape, yet you did. I can see why you are a Greater Heaven Stage disciple candidate, hihihi.”
In control of his emotions, Mu Yu responded, “It is quite flattering to have a Body Severing Realm talisman master come after me.”
“I want to know how Formation Sect intends to have a Golden Core Realm Greater Heaven Stage disciple win against us,” the youth ridiculed with a smile.
“Hahaha, Ol’ Nan Xing, I have all of your disciples under my control. Surrender now!” He Tianqiang demanded.
“He Tianqiang, you don’t have a silver of chivalry!” Daoist Nan Xing insulted.
Mu Yu descended down to the broken-down wall. Daoist Nan Xing, who crawled out of debris, wobbled over to Mu Yu as fast as he could. Daoist Nan Xing was bleeding and fading fast. Seeing Mu Yu as his hope, he asked, “Where is Heaven Caster Ma?”
“You looking for this one?” questioned the youth.
Ma Mingxun came out from the corner, chest bleeding and wearing a stoic visage. Daoist Nan Xing immediately went down on his knees to kowtow. “Heaven Caster, please help us. I swear to do anything I can to repay you. Please help us!”
Mu Yu grabbed Daoist Nan Xing’s shoulder to stop the elder kowtowing and informed, “Don’t waste your breath. He’s under their control already.”
Daoist Nan Xing yanked his head up and saw the green talisman attached to Ma Mingxun’s chest. Face ashen, Daoist Nan Xing lamented, “Is this really the end for us?”
“Ol’ Nan Xing, if you plead on your knees, I might just consider keeping your corpse intact.” He Tiancheng, a virtually bald man with his beard barely there, descended and bowed to the youth. “Thank you for assisting me.”
“He Tianqiang, I don’t bow my head to despicable scum!”
He Tianqiang tugged up the corner of his lips. “The winner takes all. Let’s see you stop me on your own!”
He Tianqiang called forth Southern Star Taoist Temple’s disciples that he had under his control. Daoist Nan Xing was livid and upset to see his disciples aiming their swords at him.
“Old Man, you’re done for. Kill the Formation Disciple next to you, and I’ll consider sparing you,” the youth proposed, locking his eyes on Mu Yu.
“Kill him?” Though it would’ve been an easy task, Daoist Nan Xing shook his head with a hapless smile. “I may be weaker than you, but I’m not going to be more despicable than you! Feng Mu, leave this place. I apologise for implicating you. I’ll go down with them!”
Daoist Nan Xing summoned a sword and charged toward He Tianqiang. Mu Yu, nevertheless, caught Daoist Nan Xing and pulled him back, saying, “You’re no match for him. Sit this one out.”
“You’re…” Daoist Nan Xing was another person who was surprised Mu Yu could hold him back.
Mu Yu told the youth, “You’re not the first to come for my life, and you won’t be the last.”
“Hmph, He Tianqiang, finish him.”
“As you command.”
Moving at blazing speed, He Tianqiang zipped toward Mu Yu.
“Be careful, Feng Mu! His Primordial Spirit Broadsword is not something you can handle!” cried Daoist Nan Xing.
“You already failed your mission if you sent a Primordial Infant Realm old man to kill me.” Mu Yu extended his arm and pulled it back swiftly without sparing He Tianqiang a look.
He Tianqiang’s lips curled down in synchrony with his neck flexing down to look at his neck. He felt a chilling sensation worse than anything he’d ever felt. The death qi rapidly destroyed his internal organs and devoured his conscious. “How did I…”
Thud! He Tianqing never moved from the ground again.
The youth’s smile flitted off his face.
***
At the incandescent and enigmatic Third Heaven Palace, there were two mountainous divine monuments, one black and one white. The white monument had glittering green freckles. Whenever certain spots dimmed, others shone. The black monument had white freckles, albeit less than the green freckles.
“How’s the population on Third Continent today?” inquired Third Heaven Palace’s formation guardian scrutinising the white freckles.
“Your Eminence, 190,136 have died. 190,951 people were born.”
“Since more people were born than those who die, that means we can’t collect souls today?” rhetorically asked the formation guardian, unhappy.
The green freckles represented those who were born and passed away. Souls that were produced after death migrated to the bodies of those just born. Excess soul energy gradually travelled through various formations to make their way to the black monument. In other words, the white freckles were soul energy.
It had been a long time since the soul energy on the black monument had seen an increase.
“I think th-. Wait. Someone’s soul energy vanished after they died. This should not be happening! Why did they not produce soul energy?”
The formation guardian pulled his brows together. “One person didn’t produce soul energy?”
It was the first occurrence of that phenomenon. Nonetheless, one person less wasn’t a big deal, so the formation guardian ruled it as an exception to the rule. Little did they know Mu Yu killed He Tianqiang using death qi.
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