'Damn it, I can't move! Why can't I move...?'
Hong Yu's eyes felt like they were about to split open.
Powerlessness, dejection, despair, and helplessness...
A gray shroud of defeat and despair fell over Hong Yu's heart.
Once again, he felt his own insignificance and fragility. Once again, he was reminded of the importance of great strength in this world.
Without enough strength, one could only be a fish on the chopping block, left to the rcy of others!
Without enough strength, you couldn't even protect the ones you cherished most!
"Heheheh, you damn brat! Go to hell!"
Lord Owl had already recovered from the impact of the Ice Divine Blade. His black mist pulsed as he let out a sinister voice.
It seed the blood-red blade light was truly about to cut Hong Yu down!
Feng Xue Xin gritted his teeth, wanting to rush out and save Hong Yu, but as he took a step, he found himself held back firmly.
Looking to the side, he saw Luoo Xiaoguai shaking her head, her eyes grave and resolute.
Feng Xue Xin said angrily, "He's my friend!"
A flicker of guilt crossed Luoo Xiaoguai's eyes, but she didn't let go. "I don't want him to die, but I'm even more unwilling to see you get hurt."
"I..."
Feng Xue Xin was at a loss for words.
Was Luoo Xiaoguai being selfish?
Yes, she was selfish!
But...
Who could bla her for it? No one. Because in that mont, she was no longer the high and mighty Chief Disciple. She was just a young woman who couldn't bear to see the person she cherished risk his life. That was all!
Feng Xue Xin sighed in dejection. His gaze, fixed on Hong Yu, was filled with self-reproach and guilt as he softly mouthed the words, "I'm... so... sorry..."
...
"Heheheh, no one can save you!"
Lord Owl cackled nacingly.
His blood-red eyes pulsed with a bloodthirsty light, as if he eagerly anticipated seeing Hong Yu sliced in two.
However...
Just at that critical mont, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of Hong Yu.
His white robes were already tattered and dripping with blood, staining the fabric crimson. Even his white beard and hair were dyed a bloody red.
But his speed was still incredible.
He shot forward like a bolt of thunder, appearing before Hong Yu with a SWISH.
A gentle smile appeared on his face, which was weathered and worn by the passage of ti. The smile seed to pull at his wounds, causing his face to twitch slightly. His hoarse voice, like a ray of winter sun shining on the coldest part of one's soul, declared, "No one—is going to hurt my disciple!"
"Mas... ter..."
Hong Yu's despair-filled eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at White Cloud Peak, who had opened his arms to shield him.
As he stared with wide eyes, the blood-red light arrived, just as expected!
BOOM!
The bloody light slamd viciously into White Cloud Peak's back. A pillar of blood erupted like a fountain from his back. Scalding blood sprayed everywhere, splashing onto Hong Yu's body, his face, his hands... splattering every part of him.
Hong Yu felt as if everything before his eyes had turned blood-red.
There was nothing, only the color of blood...
The world turned to blood; every person turned to blood; even the master shielding him had turned to blood...
Hong Yu stood frozen, completely motionless. He felt a ringing in his ears and could even hear the beating of his own heart. But everything in the outside world seed to slow down by a factor of ten, everything becoming agonizingly slow.
Blood continuously stread from White Cloud Peak's mouth. He tremblingly raised a weak hand, trying to wipe the bloodstains from Hong Yu's face, but he was too weak. His hand rose halfway before falling heavily.
His blood-soaked face still wore that kind smile, and his hoarse voice ca out in fits and starts. "Little... Little Yu... You... you must... live... live on..."
THUD!
White Cloud Peak's body went limp, slumping heavily against Hong Yu.
THUMP! THUMP!
Hong Yu stood stunned, as if struck by lightning. The sound of his own heart thumping in his ears grew faster and faster.
He slowly raised his head...
High in the sky, Lord Owl wore a furious expression. "That damned old fool ruined my plans again! I'll make sure there's not a whole piece of him left!"
Watching as Lord Owl once again gathered a blood-red blade of light, preparing to blast White Cloud Peak's corpse to pieces, Hong Yu's breathing began to grow heavy.
His heartbeat reached its limit. The red in his vision grew deeper, transforming from a faint bloody glow into a thick, crimson mist.
HUFF, HUFF!
His breathing grew more and more ragged.
As he suddenly looked up, the blood-red blade light fell once more.
Hong Yu's breathing had reached its absolute limit, coming in ragged, nonstop gasps. Just as the blood-red blade was about to land on White Cloud Peak's body, Hong Yu's frantic breathing suddenly stopped.
From deep within his throat, a torrent of resentnt and rage, as if held back for decades, finally erupted at this very mont.
A roar like a clap of thunder exploded from his throat: "BEGONE—"
The sound was like rolling Thunder Sound, like a Demonic Sound that could pierce the ancient firmant, like the tolling of a great Divine Artifact bell echoing from the depths of the Cosmos.
It was vast and mighty, filled with endless fury and killing intent!
"For hurting my Xingtian, you deserve death!"
"For hurting the Holy Dragon, you deserve death!"
"For hurting my master, you deserve death, death, a thousand tis death...!"
Hong Yu's voice was like crackling thunder. The bloody light in his eyes shot out like two long rainbows piercing the night.
The crimson light shot straight to the heavens, blasting out from his eyes as if it were tangible, sweeping toward Lord Owl with Hong Yu's gaze.
"What the hell is that?"
Lord Owl was also startled.
'Could it be? In this situation, facing Lord Owl who could annihilate a Primordial Core Realm expert with a wave of his hand, could Hong Yu create another miracle?'
THUMP! THUMP!
The sound of a heartbeat suddenly emanated from within Hong Yu's body. Each beat was like the strike of a great drum, heavy and powerful.
PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!
Streaks of bloody light suddenly burst from Hong Yu, circling and constantly coalescing around his body.
In the blink of an eye, a blood-red phantom a hundred zhang tall had taken form.
It stood behind Hong Yu like a guardian.
The blood-red blade of light Lord Owl had ford was already falling, but the hundred-zhang phantom swiped at it with a claw.
The blood-red blade, an attack capable of heavily injuring a Primordial Core Realm expert, actually shattered.
"What?"
Lord Owl exclaid in shock.
All the spectating experts from the Cyan Nether Sword Sect were so shocked their jaws dropped.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Hong Yu's eyes were filled with bloody light as he stared intently at Lord Owl.
"Kill!"
The blood-red phantom behind him seed to sense his intent and uttered a single, chilling word.
Just as everyone was speculating on how this sudden blood-red phantom would attack, a scene that sent a bone-chilling cold through them occurred...
When the blood-red phantom uttered the word "Kill," the space around Lord Owl actually distorted, and his body, ford of black mist, exploded with a BOOM.
This was Lord Owl's avatar.
After it exploded, the black mist squird and reford into Lord Owl's body, but his aura was clearly much weaker. Even the black mist itself had faded by half.
Lord Owl was both shocked and enraged, his blood-red eyes flashing with disbelief. "The Ancient Killing Sound? How is that possible? How could this be? Who are you? Just who are you?!"
"Kill!"
The phantom took a heavy step forward, and the somber voice rang out again.
This ti...
Lord Owl's newly reford body exploded once more.
The black mist was reduced by another half compared to before.
"Damn it, who the hell are you? Why do you know the Ancient Killing Sound?"
Lord Owl roared in terror.
But Hong Yu was unmoved, continuing to press toward Lord Owl. The hundred-zhang phantom behind him moved in tandem, bearing down on Lord Owl.
"N-No, don't co any closer..."
Having his form shattered twice in a row by the hundred-zhang phantom's Ancient Killing Sound had filled Lord Owl with deep dread, and he turned to flee in a panic.
"You hurt my master. Did you think you could just leave?"
Hong Yu's cold voice ca from behind him.
Under the shadow of the hundred-zhang phantom, Hong Yu crossed several hundred ters in a single stride, gathering his power into a fist that he blasted toward Lord Owl.
BOOM!
Lord Owl was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the ground. His black mist weakened once again.
"Damn it..."
Lord Owl had just reford and hadn't had a chance to flee...
"This kick is for the Golden Holy Dragon!"
A massive, blood-red foot descended from the sky, stomping Lord Owl to pieces once again.
"Aah! You demon! You're a demon...!" Lord Owl scread incessantly.
The black mist was still writhing, barely managing to coalesce when another palm slapped down, shattering the form he had struggled to create. "This slap is for Xingtian!"
The hundred-zhang phantom snatched up the newly reford Lord Owl and held him in its palm. Streaks of bloody light wove into a cage, trapping Lord Owl's avatar inside. Watching the weakened black mist desperately trying to break free, Hong Yu's face twisted with hatred. "What's the hurry? We haven't settled our accounts yet!"
"Wh-Who are you? What do you want?"
Lord Owl was extrely weak.
Hong Yu grinned, spitting out a single word: "Revenge!"
"You..."
Lord Owl flew into a rage, uttering a venomous and sinister Curse. "You damn brat, this is rely one of my avatars. Even if you destroy it, it's no great loss. Once my true self descends, all of you here will die. If you don't want to die without a grave, then release my avatar! Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead..."
"I have two words for you!"
The bloody light in Hong Yu's eyes flashed. "Drop dead!"
"You..."
Lord Owl was furious, but just as he was about to speak, he saw jets of bloody fla erge from the crimson cage surrounding him.
TSSSSS! TSSSSS!
The bloody flas battered him relentlessly. Each ti they touched Lord Owl, his black mist would fade a little more. Lord Owl once again fell into despair and terror. "N-No, don't! I'll die! I'll really die...!"
"For the pain my master suffered, I will make you pay it back a hundredfold!"
Staring at Hong Yu's cold, indifferent face, Lord Owl felt fear. For the first ti, he felt regret.
But the bloody flas showed no sign of stopping. Under the repeated assaults, the power of Lord Owl's avatar was reduced to a re one-thousandth of its original strength. One more blast of fla would turn him to ash. In the instant before his complete annihilation, Lord Owl let out a venomous roar, "Just you wait! You just wait! My true self will avenge ! All of you will be buried with !"
BOOM!
As his words fell, the flas consud him. The once-unbeatable avatar of Lord Owl was utterly annihilated.
However.
The crowd's suspended hearts found no relief, because at the very mont the avatar dissipated, an aura even more terrifying than the avatar's pulsed from deep within the Sword Sect's Forbidden Land...
"Who dares to destroy my avatar? I will make you suffer a fate worse than death!"
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