Chapter 182: Blood Tears
Chapter 182: Blood Tears
“Kill!”
Mu Feng roared angrily and pushed his blood energy and Spiritual Power to their limits. Before his body even lunged forward, four vicious Blood Spears shot out from his hands, hurtling fiercely toward the four masked women blocking his path.
At this moment, even if four peak Elite Realm experts or even top-level True Human Realm masters stood before him, he would charge forward without hesitation. He would not stop until his blood ran dry!
Gods blocking him, he’d kill gods; Buddhas blocking him, he’d kill Buddhas!
The injured Mu Feng, disregarding his own safety, had bloodshot eyes like a beast fighting desperately through bloodshed, growing fiercer the more he fought.
“Four Ultimate Sword Formation, attack!”
At the command of the lead woman, the four masked women shifted positions and swiftly thrust their sharp longswords. With several crisp clangs, they deflected the fiercely incoming Blood Spears. Then, their bodies spun rapidly, crossing and swapping positions, creating afterimages as they trapped Mu Feng.
In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed everywhere. Mu Feng, with his bloodshot eyes, felt as if he were trapped among thousands of troops. His eyes could not see their true bodies, his usually sharp nose couldn’t detect their scents, and even his powerful Spiritual Soul couldn’t sense their locations!
Before he could react, four sharp longswords suddenly appeared around him, stabbing in from several unbelievable angles, drawing a spray of blood. Hundreds of vicious Blood Vines burst from his body, but before they could attack, the women vanished again. His strike missed.
Four Ultimate Sword Formation!
Sect Leader Murong’s four maids were known within the Poison Sect as the Four Ultimate Swords. Their swordsmanship was exquisitely refined. Once trapped in their Sword Formation, not even a tiny fly could escape!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
In less than a breath’s time, the four masked women attacked again. This time, all four sharp longswords stabbed into Mu Feng’s left leg. As soon as they struck, they immediately withdrew, fast and ruthless. Instantly, Mu Feng swayed and nearly fell to the ground. The four wounds bled profusely, deep enough to reveal bone!
“Due north, quick!”
Just as Mu Feng had nowhere to hide, couldn’t counterattack, and was in constant danger, a sharp shout suddenly came from outside.
Trapped in the formation, Mu Feng couldn’t pinpoint the four masked women’s true bodies, but Murong Xue, standing outside the formation, saw clearly and shouted a reminder. As soon as her voice faded, she gritted her teeth, drew the longsword from her waist, leaped forward as lightly as a swallow, and thrust her sword. The gleaming blade shimmered with cold light as she aimed for the heart areas of all four masked women.
“Young mistress, you…”
Caught off guard, the four masked women cried out in shock. They never expected Murong Xue to suddenly attack them. Moreover, her first move was a ruthless, fatal strike!
She was the sect leader’s only daughter—who would dare fight back?
The four masked women exchanged glances and, unprepared, had to hastily dodge sideways. The once flawless Four Ultimate Sword Formation immediately revealed a flaw. Mu Feng, trapped inside, locked onto the fluctuations of their Spiritual Souls.
Swoosh…
Amid the dazzling array of afterimages, a flash of blood light suddenly appeared. The next moment, four miserable screams echoed almost simultaneously within the cave.
The four astonishingly skilled masked women stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the blood-soaked Mu Feng, then their bodies crashed to the ground. Without exception, a trace of blood seeped from the center of each of their brows!
Blood Radiance!
Seizing the rare opportunity, Mu Feng unhesitatingly unleashed his trump card—a one-hit kill!
Enhanced by the Blood Wheel, the needle-thin Blood Radiance truly lived up to “gods blocking, kill gods; Buddhas blocking, kill Buddhas.” The four masked women were incredibly powerful, but in avoiding the young mistress Murong Xue’s attack, their focus wavered for an instant. By the time they sensed danger, it was too late. The incredibly fast Blood Radiance caught them by surprise, piercing fiercely through their brows from out of nowhere.
Ha…
Mu Feng let out a fierce cry, made a grasping motion in the air, and four heavy Blood Pearls appeared in his palm. Without a glance at the corpses on the ground, he dashed after Sect Leader Murong.
“Hmm…”
Ahead, the swiftly walking Sect Leader Murong paused again, turned back, and gave Mu Feng a cold glare, surprised that he had caught up so quickly.
The four masked women had died because they were distracted, but Mu Feng’s ferocious attack far exceeded everyone’s expectations! Staring at the four withered corpses on the ground, even the usually adept and experienced Murong Xue was stunned.
Originally, she had only intended to strike with her sword to divert the Four Ultimate Swords’ attention, allowing the bloodied Mu Feng to escape. Who could have imagined that, despite his severe injuries, Mu Feng could unleash such an astonishing attack and kill all Four Ultimate Swords in one move?
“Enough, Mu Feng. If you don’t want to die, don’t follow any further!”
Sect Leader Murong snorted coldly. To use poison against poison and unexpectedly severely injure that wretched Ghost Mother, Mu Feng could not be killed just yet. Because of this, he did not personally attack again. With a cold snort, he turned and dragged Jing Wushuang forward. Just as Mu Feng was about to catch up, a water screen suddenly descended from above, blocking his path.
“Shuang’er…”
Mu Feng shouted loudly, quickly took out the antidote Murong Xue had secretly given him, swallowed it in one gulp, gritted his teeth, leaped up, and charged through the water screen.
Sizzle…
After a chilling sizzling sound, his feet landed safely on the ground. His body was unharmed, but his blue robe was full of holes, corroded by the terrifying water screen. Breathing a quiet sigh of relief, he was about to continue the pursuit when he looked up and felt his heart sink, his limbs turning cold.
About nine steps ahead, with a splash, another water screen appeared. Behind it, also about nine steps away, the earthen ceiling suddenly collapsed, and the dreadful Myriad Poison Spring gushed down, forming a new water screen…
The entire cave was filled with traps and mechanisms, all under Sect Leader Murong’s control. Every nine steps, a water screen fell behind him. Dragging Jing Wushuang, he moved farther and farther away.
“No… Shuang’er…”
“Brother Mu Feng…”
…
Separated by countless water screens, Mu Feng and Jing Wushuang called out to each other loudly, but the distance between them only grew.
“Ah…”
Watching Jing Wushuang being dragged by Sect Leader Murong, about to disappear at the end of the stone stairs, destined to be separated forever with no chance of meeting again, Mu Feng’s bloodshot eyes did not shed tears—instead, drops of blood fell.
Blood Tears!
These were tears that seeped from the soul of a Great Blood-Refining Sorcerer. Each drop, upon hitting the ground, formed a blood-red pit.
Legend said that in the Ancient Era, if a Great Blood-Refining Sorcerer shed one Blood Tear, an entire world would be destroyed!
Seeing the only person, besides his mother, who understood him best and cared for him most, Jing Wushuang, being forcibly taken right before his eyes, Mu Feng’s world turned completely crimson.
Crack, crack…
A series of frightening sounds came from within his body. It wasn’t his blood vessels swelling or his blood boiling; it came from deep within his soul, as if some Seal had been broken under this unprecedented rage. A violent craving for killing and blood surged into his heart. Without hesitation, he leaped forward and charged straight at the water screen before him.