The Fear of Horny Monsters
Zi Yuan activated an ability that robbed Mu Yu’s spiritual energy, including the energy he used to cast his formation. Consequently, Mu Yu was forced to replenish the loss with Primordial Yin Yang in order to maintain his formation.
The formation combined with Mu Yu’s death qi that Zi Yuan tried absorbing activated, sucking Zi Yuan’s horn into a black hole. Using Gentle Wind Graft, Mu Yu spawned the horn out of a white vortex and fired it back at Zi Yuan, prompting Zi Yuan to speedily retreat.
“What the hell? I thought the horns sprout from their chest, but it connects to their wings now? How many more tricks do they have?”
After the last time Xiaoshuai cut off a wing only for it to turn into a puddle of corpse water, he never ate wings again and even hated them. Thus, the first thing he did was try to lop off the hideous wings with his lightning sword. Sadly, Zi Yuan raised its scales and flew back fast.
“Watch out. It can absorb spirit energy,” cautioned Mu Yu.
Mu Yu decided it wasn’t time to risk his arm again, drawing Shadow Splitter Sword after his right arm healed to join Xiaoshuai in melee combat.
“Argh!” Zi Yuan looked over its shoulder to where its horns were. “What is this?! What did you do to my horns?!”
Zi Yuan tried to stop the death qi corroding it from the tip to its back to no avail. Seeing no hope, Zi Yuan sliced off its wings and horns before it corroded even its body
“Nasty,” commented the dragon vine.
Even though Zi Yuan’s horns and wings wilted away on the snow, the black spiritual energy didn’t, beginning to devour the mountain instead. The mountain’s white formation lines started flashing as they corroded.
“Mu Yu, get rid of that death qi, or it’s going to devour everything!” exclaimed Xiaoshuai.
Mu Yu raced over and clasped the death qi in his left hand with life qi active, fighting with the death qi to subdue it. The death qi was no longer under his control after it devoured Zi Yuan’s wing, making it an arduous process. Wood Spirit Sword, therefore, decided to clasp Mu Yu’s hands and draw the death qi into its holes, calming it enough for Mu Yu to restore to his body.
“Doesn’t this mean I’ve got something that could go berserk in my body at any given moment?” Mu Yu complained.
“What in the world are you hiding in your body?!”
“Something to kill you with,” replied Mu Yu, bounding and swinging.
Instead of fighting a losing battle, Zi Yuan ditched Gui Han’s body and made a break for it, taking the crystal-clear ball with it, resulting in Gui Han’s corpse flopping to the ground.
“Safe travels. Is that what you thought I’d say?!”
Mu Yu teleported behind Zi Yuan, then slapped death qi onto the latter, gambling on the death qi stopping Zi Yuan from escaping with the ball. The strategy worked. Alas, Zi Yuan managed to delegate the ball to Gui Die, instructing, “Ghost Servant, get out of the tower with that now!”
Xiaoshuai immediately swung his lightning sword toward Gui Die, who dashed to catch the ball, catching her by surprise. Even so, she bore with the throbbing and took off as a streak of ghost qi.
“Elder Lu, don’t let her get away!”
Lu Xiong went hell for leather right away.
“Those who oppose our divine lunar race shall perish!” Zi Yuan blustered.
“Try your threat on someone else,” responded Mu Yu, recapturing the death qi vestige left after devouring Zi Yuan and then chasing after Gui Die.
***
Just as the monsters incarcerated in Zi Yuan’s cell were expressing their envy for him being able to gain freedom, they heard a loud split, garnering all of the monsters’ attention. Within moments, Zi Yuan’s body was reduced to a puddle of purple water.
“Who killed Zi Yuan? There’s no way a human could kill us. “
“No, he’s definitely dead, body and soul.”
Perhaps it was due to the dark prison that none of the monsters noticed a sesame-sized blob of black qi surface from Zi Yuan’s purple water.
***
Gui Die burst through the door of the hut that had been reconstructed, slamming the door behind her, Lu Xiong following closely behind. Soon after, Mu Yu burst through, asking, “Where is she?”
Lu Xiong shone his soul item around the dark room. “I don’t know. I can’t sense her presence.”
“Oh, mother of god! The exit must’ve changed. She must’ve gone to the fourth floor, while we’re on the thirty-sixth floor!”
“What do you mean?”
Mu Yu ran his hands down his cheeks roughly, frustrated he neglected the fact that Reverend Xuan Jizi’s “Retrograde” domain formation would fix even the exit.
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