txolops Chapter 21 Almost Reincarnated
Chapter 21 Almost Reincarnated
Han Xiaoliu endured the pain in his leg, a cold smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with provocation. "If I die here, you, the people behind you, and your sect will all be buried with me!"
The last time he faced the old monster Yunlu, he begged for mercy in a humble manner, but what he got in return was a merciless annihilation.
After that incident, Han Xiaoliu finally understood. In this dog-eat-dog world of cultivation, weakness only leads to a quicker death.
To survive, you either need absolute strength or a background that makes people afraid to mess with you.
When you're in the game, your background is all just bragging!
He wanted to make them believe that the consequences of killing him were something they absolutely could not afford!
"Then I won't let you leave alive!"
Upon hearing this, the gray-robed cultivator's fear was instantly replaced by ruthlessness.
His face contorted with rage, his killing intent palpable.
Since we've provoked someone we shouldn't have, we have no choice but to nip it in the bud and eliminate any future troubles!
"Holy crap?!"
A thousand grass mud horses galloped through Han Xiaoliu's mind in an instant.
The script is wrong!
Shouldn't this guy be scared off by me, let me go, and then leave me with a few arrogant words so I can slink away?
What the hell is this guy, a complete idiot, going straight for the kill?!
The gray-robed cultivator's face was gloomy. He suddenly touched his brow with his fingertip, and a hazy gray spiritual light shot out instantly.
It was a harpoon-shaped magical artifact, dark blue in color, about three feet long, and exuded a nauseating fishy smell.
The fork was not made of ordinary metal, but was polished from the spine of a deep-sea monster. Its surface was covered with fine barbs, each barb gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light, as if it had been coated with deadly poison.
At the tip of the fork, there was a faint black mist swirling around, which was the malevolent energy left over from years of refining with living souls.
"go!"
With a roar from the gray-robed cultivator, the harpoon swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a colossal creature over ten feet long.
It didn't stab down directly, but instead drew a strange arc in the air, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, like a ferocious deep-sea beast that was ready to devour its prey, crashing down on Han Xiaoliu with immense force.
Han Xiaoliu's pupils contracted sharply, and the sense of life-or-death crisis made the hairs on his body stand on end.
"disease!"
He bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the three talismans he had already placed in his hands.
The first Vajra Talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, and the golden runes instantly intertwined on his body, transforming into a light golden shield, as if cast from bronze and iron. Immediately afterwards, the Lightness Talisman and the Flight Talisman simultaneously transformed into two wisps of green smoke and entered his legs and back.
In an instant, Han Xiaoliu felt as light as a feather, as if he were stepping on a ball of cotton. He used the Luo Yan Step to its fullest extent, and his whole body was like a wisp of green smoke, instantly retreating more than ten feet.
boom--!
The harpoon slammed heavily into the ground, but instead of penetrating it directly, it unleashed a terrifying shockwave.
Centered on the point of impact, the bluestone slabs within a radius of several meters instantly shattered into dust, and the walls of the buildings on both sides collapsed as if struck by a giant hammer.
A massive surge of spiritual energy spread wildly in all directions, sending pebbles flying like bullets.
Although Han Xiaoliu had three talismans protecting him and a strong physique, he was still like a kite with a broken string in the face of that overwhelming shockwave.
"puff!"
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the golden light protecting his body flickered violently, almost shattering.
The immense impact felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and he rolled on the ground more than a dozen times before finally coming to a stop after crashing through a crumbling wall.
Just as the gray-robed monk was about to unleash his harpoon to deliver a fatal blow, a sudden change occurred.
The once clear sky suddenly darkened, and a blinding purple lightning bolt tore through the heavens, carrying a world-destroying force, and struck straight at the top of the gray-robed cultivator's head!
"not good!"
The gray-robed cultivator felt a chill run down his spine. This spell was too bizarre, without the slightest sign of any spiritual energy fluctuations.
He instinctively channeled all his spiritual power into his protective robe, and a black light shield instantly appeared.
Click!
The lightning struck the light shield precisely. Although most of the damage was absorbed by the robe, the violent arcs of electricity still spread along the light shield and throughout the body.
The gray-robed cultivator let out a muffled groan as he was sent flying by the immense recoil, his hair disheveled and his figure in a sorry state.
He steadied himself in a disheveled state, ignoring the charred blackness around his mouth, his bloodshot eyes scanning the surroundings.
"Who?! Show yourself!"
The surroundings were deathly silent; apart from the dust billowing in the air, there wasn't a single person in sight.
A strong sense of unease welled up in the gray-robed monk's heart.
Such methods are far beyond the capabilities of ordinary rogue cultivators.
"Could it be that kid's guardian? If so, why did he only launch a sneak attack without showing himself?" Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. If there really was a powerful figure of this level secretly watching, wouldn't his killing move just now have been a brush with death?
Not daring to think any further, he abruptly turned his head to look at the spot where Han Xiaoliu had just landed.
No one is empty.
The child who was originally seriously injured and vomiting blood actually disappeared into thin air in that moment of chaos!
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
A storm raged in the gray-robed cultivator's heart, fear instantly overwhelming his anger.
"This kid definitely possesses a valuable treasure, or he's a disciple of some reclusive master! If he can take away a Qi Refining stage kid so quietly, he can certainly crush me just as quietly!"
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his murderous intent was instantly replaced by his will to survive.
"We can't stay! We must leave immediately!"
His gaze instantly locked onto Yu Niangzi, who was desperately fleeing in the distance.
"It's all because of this woman! If I hadn't been chasing her, I wouldn't have gotten into this mess!"
The gray-robed monk no longer hesitated, nor did he try to find the missing child. He suddenly made a move with one hand.
"Whoosh!"
The enormous harpoon-like magical artifact transformed into a stream of light and flew back into his hand, instantly shrinking back to its original size.
Without even glancing around, he unleashed a flight artifact amidst surging black clouds beneath his feet, and like a stray dog, he frantically chased after the direction in which Lady Yu had fled.
"Grab that woman; we might be able to use her as a hostage to save our lives. Hurry!"
After the gray-robed cultivator's escape light completely disappeared at the edge of the clouds, a strange ripple appeared in the pile of rubble under the broken wall.
Han Xiaoliu's figure slowly emerged, but he did not directly reveal his physical body.
His body was covered with a layer of pale yellow, semi-transparent substance, like thick jelly, which was gently undulating with his breathing.
With a soft "pop," the jelly-like substance rapidly contracted, transforming into the bubble itself.
"Phew...that was close."
Bubble's slightly smug and lazy voice echoed in Han Xiaoliu's mind: "If that fork had landed squarely, the boss would probably be minced meat by now. But I'm the one who really shines in these crucial moments! That Five Thunder Talisman sneak attack was perfectly timed, not only disrupting his rhythm but also taking the opportunity to put you into stealth mode. That guy may be highly skilled, but he would never have imagined that when his divine sense swept over me, all he got back was a lifeless mass of air."
Han Xiaoliu's face was as pale as paper, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had not yet dried.
He leaned against the broken wall, laboriously lifting his eyelids, glaring at his sleeve with annoyance, and weakly cursed, "Shut up... If you had come out any later, I really would have been reincarnated."
"Hey, you don't know what's good for you. If I hadn't protected you, you would be seeing that Panpan by now." Although Bubble was stubborn, there was a hint of relief in her tone.
Han Xiaoliu ignored the narcissistic guy, and with trembling hands took out a jade bottle from his bosom, poured out a fragrant healing pill, and swallowed it.
The pill entered his stomach and transformed into a warm current that quickly flowed to his limbs and bones, barely suppressing the surging blood and qi and the pain from the ruptured internal organs.
"We have to survive, no matter what! Now we're going to cause chaos!"
Han Xiaoliu took a deep breath and forced himself to stand up despite the excruciating pain. With a flick of his wrist, a gleaming flying sword appeared in his palm.
"rise!"
He gave a low shout and lightly tapped the sword with his toes. The flying sword emitted a clear, melodious sound, carrying the swaying figure into the sky. It drew a low arc, avoiding the main streets, and sped towards the more heavily guarded inner city.
"Boom boom boom!"
Before even getting close to the inner city, a series of explosions could be heard in the distance, and several houses were turned into a sea of fire by magical attacks.
"who!"
"Who goes there!"
"Using magic within the inner city of Kui Xing Island? Are you courting death?"
The nearby cultivators flew into the sky to observe the situation.