txolops Chapter 203 Reencounter with the Bright Moon
Chapter 203 Reencounter with the Bright Moon
"Come out."
With a slight thought, Luo Ming cast a spell into the spirit beast pouch. A flash of pale blue light appeared, and the Wind Fox Beast leaped into the air.
The moment the beast appeared, it let out a light yet ferocious roar. Its fur moved without wind, shimmering with a hazy blue light. In a flash, it soared into the sky. The violent, blade-like wind swept past, yet it seemed to completely pierce through the phantom, offering no resistance whatsoever, as if the raging winds of heaven and earth were of the same origin as it.
"Huh! Its body has actually reached such a level of spiritualization?" Inside the Xuan Yuan Pearl, the Heavenly Mirror Hermit couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "The purity of this beast's wind attribute bloodline far exceeds expectations!"
The Wind Fox Beast's astonishing speed stems from its ability to merge parts of its body with the wind elemental power of heaven and earth, riding the wind to move. When used at full power, it can reach dozens of feet in a single breath.
Once the body can be completely integrated with spiritual power, one can reach the realm of teleportation. Such escape techniques are like the nascent soul of a human cultivator, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, with terrifying speed.
Just then, two extremely clear expressions of longing suddenly came from the spirit beast pouch.
Luo Ming, who was intently observing the state of the Wind Fox Beast, was slightly taken aback, and then released the two Snow Silkworms at the same time.
These two spirit insects, which usually prefer quiet and cold places, were now showing a rare excitement as they slowly hovered in mid-air, showing no fear of the heaven-destroying wind that could tear apart a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
After a moment's thought, Luo Ming understood and said calmly, "Could it be that the chill contained in the northern winds is affecting your cultivation?"
Before the words were even finished, the two snow silkworms shuddered simultaneously, opening their mouths to spew out two streams of extremely pure icy mist. The white, frigid air collided in the air, instantly merging and swirling, transforming into an ice and snow vortex tens of meters high.
The vortex swept in, forcefully pulling the surrounding raging winds into it. The winds froze upon encountering the cold, instantly transforming into a howling icy storm that frantically devoured the spiritual energy within the wind.
On the other side, the wind howled like knives, and a level-five Xuan Eagle circled, its iron wings sweeping away the wind blades in the sky. Its sharp eyes looked down at the surging wind and waves below, searching for the spirit in the wind.
Just then, a pale blue afterimage silently emerged from the chaotic air currents—it was the Wind Fox Beast.
The Xuan Ying had already awakened its intelligence. Suddenly, it sensed a sudden change in the wind behind it, and a murderous intent appeared. It immediately flapped its wings and soared up, trying to get away from this place, but the Wind Fox Beast had already moved.
Several extremely concealed wind blades instantly arrived in front of the opponent. The black eagle was startled and flapped its wings, sending out countless feather blades that shot towards the incoming wind blades. The two collided wildly in the air, creating violent fluctuations of spiritual energy.
Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the void to the left of the Xuan Eagle at incredible speed. With a soft splatter, the massive head of the level-five Xuan Eagle flew up and spat out a jet of blood.
"With the Wind Fox Beast's current strength, dealing with a regular level 5 demon beast is practically bullying a demon!" Luo Ming watched the Wind Fox Beast's hunting process with a smile, quite satisfied.
Just as Luo Ming was about to withdraw his gaze, his divine sense suddenly tightened slightly.
In the distance, several streaks of light were struggling through the gale, hurtling towards him at high speed.
He quietly spread his divine sense and gently probed, and was instantly stunned.
The figure on the foremost streak of light was none other than Mingyue, a disciple he had casually taken in on Lingbang Island years ago.
The timid yet spirited little girl of yesteryear has blossomed into a graceful young woman, her cultivation already at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. There's always a story waiting to be unfolded. But at this moment, her face is as pale as paper, blood still clinging to the corner of her mouth, her magical energy fluctuating wildly—clearly, she is severely injured and nearly depleted.
She was perched on the back of a flying scorpion with two pairs of blue cicada wings, holding a blue demon egg in one hand and constantly casting spells with the other to maintain her flight. The blue-winged scorpion was incredibly fast, flashing with blue light, and was even able to borrow some of the wind-attribute spiritual energy of heaven and earth to desperately escape in the wind.
Behind her, two streaks of azure light pursued her relentlessly, their auras cold and ruthless; they were actually two early-stage Core Formation cultivators!
The male cultivator was dressed in dark brown leather armor, with a burly and fierce build, a sinister and ruthless face, and a face full of horizontal lines. A hideous scar ran from his left eye to his chin, and his body was surrounded by a murderous aura.
The female cultivator was dressed in a revealing dark red outfit that accentuated her alluring figure. Her face was covered in heavy makeup, but it couldn't hide the meanness and ruthlessness in her eyes. A blood-stained bone hairpin was inserted into her temple.
The fierce winds greatly suppressed their speed, and they were unable to catch up with Mingyue immediately.
The female cultivator was instantly enraged, shrilly shouting, "Useless! You've chased her for so long and can't even capture a Foundation Establishment girl? Are you eyeing that bitch and deliberately holding back to pocket the spoils?"
The male cultivator's face darkened, but he dared not refute. His eyes flashed with fierce light, and he gritted his teeth, slapped his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and used the Blood Burning Secret Technique to escape.
"boom--!"
A burst of crimson spiritual light suddenly erupted, enveloping his figure and causing his escape speed to surge dramatically. The distance between him and Mingyue rapidly closed, and his escape light, like a blood rainbow, caught up to within tens of feet of Mingyue in a short time.
His eyes flashed with a fierce light. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and a flying knife with a bluish light flew out from above his head. The light flickered and shrieked, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, and it slashed straight at Mingyue's back!
"not good!"
Mingyue's face turned deathly pale. At this critical moment, she held nothing back and her fingers flew as she rapidly formed hand seals.
The Azure Winged Scorpion beneath him let out a shrill cry, its four wings suddenly flapped, and its body exploded with azure light. In the nick of time, it narrowly shifted several feet to the side, barely dodging the fatal blow.
The cyan throwing knife grazed the scorpion's tail and crashed into a gust of wind in the distance, exploding with a deafening roar, sending waves of air churning endlessly.
The bright moon chilled me to the bone.
The Azure Winged Scorpion had already exhausted its potential to protect her multiple times. At this moment, its wings were trembling uncontrollably, and its spiritual light was dimming and about to be extinguished. It was at its last gasp and had no strength left to dodge.
A wave of despair washed over her, and at that moment—
A barely perceptible glimmer of light, like a wisp of smoke in the wind, flashed past her side.
If Mingyue hadn't been born with a wind spirit root, making her extremely sensitive to fluctuations in airflow, she would never have been able to detect this minute anomaly.
The speed of that ghostly light exceeded the limits of ordinary Core Formation Divine Sense.
The man behind him was about to unleash his throwing knife again when his face suddenly froze, his pupils contracted, and extreme terror surged within him. He only had time to desperately twist his body before, with a crisp "splat," the ghostly light sliced off his left arm as easily as cutting through melons and vegetables!
"ah--!"
A piercing scream instantly tore through the howling wind.
Blood gushed out, the severed arm flew off, and it disappeared instantly into the raging wind.
The male cultivator was both shocked and horrified. He frantically scanned his surroundings with his divine soul power, but he couldn't even find a single person. His heart was instantly filled with boundless fear: someone was actually hiding around him!