Chapter 193: Temporary Retreat

Zuo Zhicheng was pale-faced and nearly exhausted all over. Several of his ribs, chest bones, and hand bones were broken, and he was forcibly using his muscles to squeeze and stick them together. But looking at the Dharma King of Destruction seven or eight meters away, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Dharma King of Destruction was covering his right eye with one hand, his whole body muscles trembling constantly, and he let out heavy, panting breaths from his mouth, like a huge bellows.

Obviously, the continuous outbursts just now were also a huge burden for him. But the most fatal thing was that Zuo Zhicheng had actually shot his other eye with the Divine Light Sword.

The speed of closing one’s eyes, turning one’s head, or any other action could not be faster than light. So as long as it was aimed, the Divine Light Sword was almost certain to hit within a one-meter range.

Just when the Dharma King of Destruction was exerting his full strength to kill Zuo Zhicheng, it was also Zuo Zhicheng’s chance to find an opportunity for a fatal blow.

The strongest moment was also the weakest moment.

Unfortunately, the Dharma King of Destruction closed his eyes almost instantly when his eye was injured, so only his eyeball was burned, and he was blind in one eye, but he did not die.

However, with one eyeball damaged and the other burned into glass, at least for now, he could not see anything at all.

“Good, good, good, Zuo Zhicheng. It was worth our high regard for you. If you were allowed to keep growing, you would indeed become a serious threat to our sect. Luckily, luckily, you are bound to die today. Even though I am blind, you cannot possibly be my opponent now.”

As he spoke, he lifted his foot and took a step in the direction where he remembered Zuo Zhicheng to be, then followed with a second step. The thudding footsteps were like the knock of death, slowly approaching Zuo Zhicheng.

“Xianghui, go save him! Pull him over!” Qingyue Qiu said, waving her fingers. The Shadow Guard charged toward the Dharma King of Destruction’s body again but was casually swatted away by the other party, who relied on hearing to determine its position.

Only a small portion splashed onto the Dharma King of Destruction’s body surface, sizzling. However, under such harassing attacks, the Dharma King of Destruction’s speed was indeed slowed down.

Seeing this, Zuo Zhicheng got on all fours, enduring the severe pain in his body, and crawled toward Tang Xianghui’s direction like a crouching leopard.

His body, both internally and externally, was almost as tattered as a sack. But relying on strong muscle power and willpower, he forcefully held his breath, pressing the broken bones and internal organs together in their original positions, and ran toward Tang Xianghui’s direction at the speed of an ordinary person’s run.

Although the Dharma King of Destruction over there could not see, he heard the movement and immediately strode over to chase.

“Run in two different directions!” Zuo Zhicheng grabbed Tang Xianghui’s arm and then flung her forcefully. The two of them ran in opposite directions.

The Dharma King of Destruction was slightly stunned. Although he could determine positions by sound, being blind was being blind. With two people running in opposite directions, he had no idea which one was Zuo Zhicheng for the moment.

While he was slightly stunned, both sides had already run dozens of meters away. At the same time, the sound of hoofbeats came from the distant official road.

A sharp whistle swept over like a gust of wind: “Qingyue Yang is here. Greetings to the three Dharma Kings.”

Hearing this voice, a series of expressions flashed across the Dharma King of Destruction’s face. While he was struggling with his emotions, Zuo Zhicheng and Tang Xianghui ran farther and farther away. In the end, he let out an unwilling roar.

In his current state, although he could kill Zuo Zhicheng, with one eye blind and the other temporarily unable to see, once surrounded by the Shadow Corps, he would surely die.

The bluish-gray color on his body quickly faded away, and he suddenly moved, dodging and weaving, then disappeared into a nearby grove. On the other side, the Dharma King Daoyu, who had been fighting the Underworld King Snake until now, also threw off the Underworld King Snake after hearing the Dharma King of Destruction’s roar and dashed into the woods, eventually disappearing.

The Underworld King Snake hissed and crawled over with a listless expression. During the previous fight with the Dharma King Daoyu, it had not been physically injured, but its spirit had suffered repeated mental bombardments from the opponent.

It pulled Zuo Zhicheng’s body onto its back. Zuo Zhicheng was now weaker than ever before, which was why he ordered the Underworld King Snake to protect him.

A short while later, over a hundred cavalrymen clad in black scale armor, carrying swords and spears, surrounded Zuo Zhicheng and the others. The movements of this cavalry unit were uniform, full of majestic momentum, clearly experienced and well-trained warriors.

Seeing this, Zuo Zhicheng thought to himself that the Shadow Corps under his command actually had such troops. It seemed that this Patrol Superintendent of Southern Bay had quite grand ambitions.

The leader of this cavalry unit was a tall, elegant man with a face as fair as jade. The man wore a white robe and held a silver spear, looking dashing and handsome, like the hero in an opera.

He was Qingyue Qiu’s father, the leader of the Shadow Corps, Qingyue Yang. His gaze swept over the corpses on the ground and the Underworld King Snake in the distance, which was as large as a hill, with occasional flashes of surprise in his eyes.

Qingyue Qiu quickly stepped forward and briefly explained the events from beginning to end. When they heard that Zuo Zhicheng had single-handedly fought the Dharma King of Destruction and the Dharma King Zhuan Lun, killing one and driving off the other, gasps of astonishment rose from the surrounding cavalrymen.

During this period, the three Dharma Kings of the Dìyù Gate had repeatedly attacked the high-ranking members of the Shadow Corps, and their strength was well understood by the Shadow Corps. Now, such a powerful opponent had been defeated one against two by Zuo Zhicheng.

The way they looked at Zuo Zhicheng immediately became very different. Especially after learning that the giant snake, as large as a hill, was also a pet subdued by Zuo Zhicheng, they were even more amazed.

“…Zuo Zhicheng is injured now and must receive treatment.”

Qingyue Yang nodded and looked toward Zuo Zhicheng: “Brother Zuo, due to the urgency of the situation, I won’t say much more. Please ride my horse into the city first, and I will immediately summon the best doctor in the city.”

“I don’t want to go into the city.” Although Zuo Zhicheng’s face was pale, the determination in his eyes had not faded. “The Underworld King Snake will stay with me. Please arrange a manor in the outskirts for me and have the doctor come to the manor for treatment.”

He was now extremely vulnerable and naturally could not easily trust the Shadow Corps with his life. Moreover, he glanced at Qingyue Yang; the other’s Physique Strength was about orange 20%, indicating Grand Completion of Qi Training. He didn’t know if he had reached the Human Aspect, but even if not, he could still pose a threat to him in his current state.

Qingyue Yang frowned upon hearing this but still agreed: “I understand. Fifteen miles north from here, we have a manor. Brother Zuo, you can recover there.” He then ordered several knights to go to Haijing to gather doctors, and he himself led over a hundred knights to escort Zuo Zhicheng, who was on the Underworld King Snake, toward the manor.