Red Heart Patrols the Sky Chapter 1805 - Capítulo 1805: 87: Clash of Gentlemen

Capítulo 1805: Chapter 87: Clash of Gentlen

Dou Zhao felt the journey was worthwhile.

Jiang Wang, however, thought…

Very empty.

At this mont, he was unbearably weak.

The damage caused by the Five Decays of Heaven and Man continued to worsen within his body.

Speaking of which, he saved Zuo Guangshu and Yue Tiannu, preserved the Jade Bi of Ju Song, and successfully escaped.

But in reality, it was rely Dou Zhao’s desire for battle surpassing the allure of Nine Chapters Jade Bi that he didn’t strike at Zuo Guangshu again. Otherwise, Jiang Wang wouldn’t have been able to stop it.

Dou Zhao was comprehensively powerful with almost no weakness; not only was his cultivation superior, but his sword skill was overwhelming, and even his combat talent was peerless.

He gave his all and could only snatch a chance to flee, without any possibility of victory.

Only at this mont did he have ti to deal with his injuries.

At this ti, he sat cross-legged on the head of the chanical Moho Luojia, with the storm completely outside the golden light. It felt like looking at the world through a window, with a sense of haziness.

This Moho Luojia with a human body and snake head held Yue Tiannu ditating in its left hand while holding the unconscious Zuo Guangshu in its right, moving through the wind and rain.

All three were seriously injured, unable to help each other.

The five enormous fingers of Moho Luojia’s left hand curved like Yue Tiannu’s Divine Throne.

She closed her eyes, focusing, her face glowing with ditation, fully repairing her Spirit.

Jiang Wang was quite curious about this advanced disciple from Xi Yue An and felt sowhat embarrassed by his constant foul odor.

But seeing Yue Tiannu’s expressionless face, he realized.

Given her puppet nature, even if she possesses a sense like sll, it serves rely as a perception assisting combat; it doesn’t truly perceive fragrance or stench.

Why would such a genius from Xi Yue An, who can connect with Great Chu’s thousand-year Aristocratic Family Qu Family, be in a puppet body? What story lies behind this?

Jiang Wang discarded these fleeting stray thoughts, focused his mind, and closed his eyes, independently dealing with his injuries.

Filthy clothing, withered brilliance on head, sweaty underarms, foul-slling body, discontent with one’s seat, these are the signs of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man.

The lifespan of a Celestial Being is ending, thus manifesting these Five Decays.

Dou Zhao’s blade didn’t directly strike Jiang Wang, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to endure until now.

But if he allows the Five Decays to continue worsening, it would only lead step by step to death.

The force of Five Decays, slashed into the body during the battle’s aftermath, is deadly if not promptly addressed, but once settled down to fight against it wholeheartedly, there are indeed thods.

For instance, mobilizing Path Origin, spreading throughout the body, contacting every strand of the wandering force of Five Decays, slowly differentiating, enveloping, harmonizing…this is a slow process but relatively safe as well.

With Jiang Wang’s refined control over Path Origin, he’s capable of achieving this.

But he didn’t choose this way.

Instead, he guarded the vital spots with the immortal light of Red Heart Divine Power, then directly moved the Samadhi True Fire within his body to chase, block, and thoroughly annihilate!

Rumble!

Occasional thunder roared amidst the storm.

Turning his body into a battlefield, burning and killing in every corner where the force of Five Decays rampages, this is obviously a painful process.

Jiang Wang was even spitting blood continuously in the process.

The blood was black and slled foul.

The injuries within were not only related to the sword force of Five Decays but also to Samadhi True Fire. The substantial Divine Power Fire darted within, and no matter how finely controlled, injuries were inevitable.

Using thods that worsen the injuries to prevent them from worsening further is indeed treating severe symptoms with potent dicine, with the risk of accidentally killing oneself.

It was only because he recently established the second Star Tower, reinforcing his body once again, or else he wouldn’t have been able to bear it now.

But apart from a slightly furrowed brow, there was no expression on his face.

He had long been accustod to enduring pain.

“You might as well wait, wait until I’m slightly better, I have a way to solve your injuries,” Yue Tiannu suddenly said.

Even in her ditation, she sensed the fierce struggle within Jiang Wang’s body.

Such pain, she could empathize with.

Jiang Wang opened his eyes, looked at her, sowhat surprised, but still shook his head: “There’s no ti.”

Continuing to burn, continuing to suffer, continuing to spit blood.

Making such choices, bearing such consequences.

No ti?

Just this incomplete sentence, Yue Tiannu seed to understand sothing, kept silent, and chose relatively aggressive ways to quietly repair herself.

Jiang Wang observed the surrounding environnt, staying alert while also diverting so pain.

By this ti, the internal Samadhi True Fire had surrounded all forces of Five Decays, and was burning them, no longer requiring full attention.

Yue Tiannu chose the mont to speak very cleverly.

Jiang Wang thought, she might be unable to fully utilize her strength due to so reason, otherwise, she should have caused Dou Zhao more trouble.

The body is indeed in pain, his thoughts unintentionally wander to relieve it.

“Indeed, there’s no ti.” Amidst the storm, a voice said.

Piercing through the rain curtain, ringing in the ears.

The chanical Moho Luojia stopped.

The tall body faintly enveloped in golden light stood under the dark Heavenly Curtain, with a cold and hard aura.

Jiang Wang and Yue Tiannu both sat cross-legged motionless; they were conscious people, knowing what was most important at such tis. Recovering an extra ounce of strength ant an extra ounce of possibility.

They would eventually see the appearance of the newcor.

The rain curtain was like a bead curtain.

Two people appeared “rolling up the curtain,” walking in the air.

They walked right in front of the chanical Moho Luojia, naturally also within Jiang Wang’s vision as he sat on the snake’s head.

One did not look good, wearing a lan shirt, with an advancent crown, and had a black butterfly perched on his left shoulder.