69novels Chapter 99 Pain, so much pain
Chapter 99 Pain, so much pain
Chapter 99 Pain, so much pain
In the sea of the spirit.
"Tianmeng, what are you thinking about all day long?"
Knowing what Tianmeng had just conveyed using the common language of soul beasts, Bingdi kicked Tianmeng's little butt without any politeness.
"Ouch!"
Kicked down by Hyotei, Tenmeng cried out in pain, her little face pressed against the ground, rubbing her plump, round bottom with a pitiful expression.
"Bingbing, you went too far! My little butt is about to be kicked into four pieces. And you have no idea how I got through those years. I've wanted to say these things to those despicable bastards for a long time."
"Ha, so you've become this psychopathic person you are now?"
Hyotei looked down at Tenmu, who was wriggling on the ground, with the same look they would give trash.
"It hurts, it hurts so much." Tianmeng's delicate face was contorted with pain as she tearfully accused, "Bingbing, why did you treat me like this? My young and fragile heart has been severely wounded. Tonight, I must sleep with Yuhao in my arms; only Yuhao's warm embrace can heal my wounded heart."
"Oh."
Hyotei let out a soft snort, too lazy to pay any more attention to the silly and clownish Tenmu.
She walked gracefully and haughtily to Huo Yuhao's spiritual body, her golden eyes still revealing a trace of lingering anger.
She reached out her fair little hand and accurately grasped the soft flesh of Huo Yuhao's waist, beginning to caress it affectionately.
Huo Yuhao was well aware that his previous actions of breaking the seal on the Golden Dragon King and risking his life were essentially recklessly jumping around in Ice Emperor's minefield.
Hyotei, with her extremely strong possessiveness and desire for control, could never tolerate him taking such a risk, especially since it was for another woman.
Huo Yuhao smiled awkwardly. Although he was only in a spiritual form and couldn't feel much real pain, he still cooperated by showing the appropriate expression.
Before leaving home, his mother taught him that he should give the same care and response to those who truly care about him.
Although Huo Yuhao always felt that his mother was mainly speaking on behalf of Jiang Nannan when she said those words, he was probably not far off when facing Bingdi, who was clearly jealous at the moment.
Moreover, Huo Yuhao was well aware of Bingdi's cold exterior but warm interior, and extremely arrogant nature.
If she were truly extremely angry, she probably wouldn't even give you a glance, let alone make these little gestures that even have a hint of coquetry.
Is it just a minor squabble right now?
Fortunately, after several months of getting to know each other and spending time together, Huo Yuhao now has a very good understanding of Bingdi's body and preferences.
Under Huo Yuhao's skillful and gentle caresses, Bingdi's cold and delicate face turned slightly red.
She gave Huo Yuhao a reproachful look, and her grip loosened considerably.
Seeing that Hyotei seemed to have calmed down, Huo Yuhao cautiously said, "Hyotei, the situation this time was just too urgent, and I had no choice. I promise, next time I will definitely tell you in advance."
"You think there'll be a next time?"
Upon hearing this, Hyotei's expression, which had just softened, darkened again, and he couldn't help but spit out a curse inwardly.
As expected, Huo Yuhao is a troublesome bastard!
It seems necessary to find an opportunity to lock him in a dark room and give him a good dressing down, so he'll learn his lesson.
Still lying on the ground, unable to pull herself out of her tragic past, Tianmeng finally came to her senses and looked at the two people who seemed very intimate with each other, somewhat bewildered.
A big question mark popped into her head.
Didn't Hyotei look really angry before?
Why do I not seem so angry anymore?
When did Huo Yuhao become so skilled at charming girls?
Tianmeng thought about the girls who kept flocking to Huo Yuhao's side, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Could Huo Yuhao really be some kind of succubus reincarnated, here to torment innocent young girls?
But why do I feel like I haven't been affected by him at all?
Tianmeng tilted her head, lost in deep thought.
……
Thousands of meters in the air.
Yan Shaozhe, having exited his Martial Soul True Body state, looked somewhat disheveled.
His pristine white robes were soaked in blood, and a deep wound on his chest, slashed open by a wind blade, revealed the bone.
The surrounding airspace had completely turned cyan.
The oppressive wind howled like the whisper of death, as if it would tear Yan Shaozhe to shreds at any moment.
Zhongli Wu stood atop the Bone Dragon King's head, looking at the exhausted Yan Shaozhe, and let out a hearty laugh.
"Yan Shaozhe, I think you've really lost your mind. You're willing to go to such lengths for those students, even risking your own life."
"Since you're about to die, I'll mercifully tell you some news so you won't die in a daze."
Zhongli Wu's words carried a unique meaning, as if he were sighing over something.
"Among your group of students, someone was able to lure away that Netherworld Serpent. I reckon the others have already taken the opportunity to escape."
As for the fleeting glimpse of the golden dragon phantom in the distant forest, Zhongli Wu did not think of it as belonging to the group of students.
If you possess that kind of power, then why would you need to flee in such a sorry state?
As for what exactly happened, he would naturally find out after dealing with this inexplicably disgusting Yan Shaozhe.
While we're at it, let's see if we can retrieve that Netherworld Serpent.
After all, it would be quite annoying if my mother blamed me later.
"What did you say? They've already escaped?"
Upon hearing Zhongli Wu's words, Yan Shaozhe, who had been completely surrounded by the Bone Dragon King's domain and had lost all sense of the outside world, raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The wounds on my body don't seem to hurt as much anymore.
Once the trainees have been safely evacuated, he can run away with peace of mind.
I just don't know where Master Xuan is right now.
Could it be that Elder Xuan also encountered some powerful evil spirit master, which is why he has been unable to break free?
"Mingfeng Douluo, you are indeed a good teacher. Even when you were about to die, you were still concerned about your students."
A burst of purple light emanated from behind Zhongli Wu, quickly coalescing into a purple figure exuding an evil aura.
"To be honest, if it weren't for our differing stances, we might have become friends."
Upon hearing Zhongli Wu's words, Yan Shaozhe suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
This feeling wasn't just because the other person was an evil spirit master; it seemed to be some kind of deeper relationship.
The eighth spirit ring on Zhongli Wu's body flashed, and the purple figure behind him pointed in the direction of Yan Shaozhe.
A thin, needle-like beam of deep purple light, carrying a chilling aura of death, instantly pierced the sky, heading straight for Yan Shaozhe's body.
But at that moment, a large number of cracks suddenly appeared in the space, shattering like a mirror.
The moment the purple light touched the spatial rifts, it vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.
As Di Tian stepped out of the spatial rift, he suddenly felt as if he had been pricked by something. Although he felt no pain, it made him frown slightly.
Yan Shaozhe and Zhong Liwu were both taken aback when they saw the middle-aged man in black who suddenly appeared in front of them, exuding an aura of authority.
After a brief moment of surprise, Yan Shaozhe seemed to remember the man's true identity, and a look of joy immediately appeared on his face.
Although the relationship between the academy and the Star Dou Great Forest has never been exactly harmonious, it is at least not too hostile.
Not to mention that the evil spirit master on the other side also had two red spirit rings.
Isn't this a sure thing?
Zhongli Wu's pupils suddenly contracted, and without the slightest hesitation, a dazzling light suddenly emanated from his body.
Immediately afterwards, he and the Bone Dragon King beneath his feet transformed into a black meteor, fleeing into the distance without regard for anything else.
"Two hundred-thousand-year soul rings, and you still dare to desecrate the remains of my dragon race? Human, you have quite the nerve."
A flash of dark golden light appeared in Di Tian's eyes. He simply took a step forward calmly, his body shimmering with silver light, and his figure vanished into the space.
Zhongli Wu, who was fleeing with all his might, suddenly stopped, his face pale.
Directly in front of him, space shattered, and Di Tian's figure slowly emerged from it once again, blocking his path.
Zhongli Wu couldn't understand why Di Tian could directly lock onto his spatial coordinates and teleport him.
In his mind, even his mother, Ye Xishui, was always very careful whenever she entered the Star Dou Great Forest.
However, in reality, even for Di Tian, who is far away in a place of great misfortune, it often takes several spatial displacements to get there.
The spatial fluctuations caused by each displacement are also very obvious.
But this kind of silent and precise teleportation, targeting his spatial coordinates, has never happened before.
Even though he had just used a secret technique of the sect, sparing no effort to escape nearly a hundred miles away, Di Tian still managed to pinpoint his coordinates and intercept him.
What Zhongli Wu didn't know was why Di Tian had suddenly teleported over.
He hasn't even laid a hand on the auspicious beast yet, is it a crime to even think about it?
Feeling the immense pressure emanating from Di Tian, far surpassing that of his mother and even more terrifying than that of Uncle Long, he decided to make one last struggle.
"Beast God Di Tian, I can completely give up that dragon bone, and my two 100,000-year soul rings did not originate from the Star Dou Great Forest. There is no irreconcilable conflict between us."
Losing the Bone Dragon King would greatly reduce his strength, but it was better than losing his life here.
"Human, aren't you overestimating yourself?"
A hint of disdain flickered across Di Tian's lips.
In an instant, the sky and earth changed color, and dark clouds pressed down overhead.
A loud dragon roar rang out, and a golden-eyed black dragon with a body length of over a thousand meters suddenly appeared in the sky, its enormous body blotting out the sun.
Endless darkness converged, plunging the area within a hundred miles into a deathly silence, as if even the light had been swallowed up.
Damn it.
As Zhongli Wu felt this terrifying and imposing aura, he felt as if the blood in his body was about to freeze.
The bone dragon king beneath his feet trembled violently under this pressure, clearly being completely suppressed by Di Tian's pure dragon bloodline, unable even to muster the thought of resistance.
The shadow of death loomed over Zhongliwu, who roared furiously, his voice trembling with fear.
"Di Tian, are you really going to kill me? I'm going to die. My mother, Ye Xishui, will not let you go, nor will she let the Star Dou Great Forest go. Do you think you can stay by the side of every soul beast all the time?"
Faced with Zhongli Wu's death threat, the disdain in those huge golden dragon eyes deepened.
Although Di Tian didn't have much in-depth knowledge of the human world, he was still familiar with the few Limit Douluos currently standing at the top of the continent, and naturally knew who the human in front of him was referring to as his mother.
Previously, Di Tian would have felt a bit of a headache facing the crazy revenge of a Limit Douluo, and thus chose to let the human go.
But now, everything is different.
The Lord has awakened, and there is a very high chance that he will find his other half and allow the Dragon God to descend to earth again.
So what are a few Limit Douluos anyway?
Seeing that Di Tian remained unmoved, Zhongli Wu's expression hardened, and he raised his staff again, while the Bone Dragon King beneath him also raised its head once more.
Meanwhile, Zhongli Wu's own body was rapidly expanding and growing at an astonishing rate.
The blurry light and shadow that had been hovering behind him gradually merged with his own body.
The seventh and ninth spirit rings behind him suddenly lit up.
The staff in his hand had transformed into a huge blood-red scythe, its blade shimmering with a chilling dark red light, as if thick blood were about to drip from it.
Around his body, a thick sea of blood appeared out of nowhere, exuding a strong bloody stench.
Beneath Zhongli Wu's feet, the Bone Dragon King's pair of ghostly green soul flames turned blood red, and an incredibly thick aura of blood and death emanated from its body as if it were a tangible substance.
Di Tian watched indifferently as the human performed a series of monkey-like actions below.
High in the sky, a jet-black dragon claw, faintly wreathed in a seven-colored light, had already taken shape.
The dragon claw was enormous, obscuring half the sky, and slashed down fiercely at the churning sea of blood below.
In that instant, the sea of blood vanished.
All struggles and resistance vanished into nothingness under the dark dragon claw, disappearing completely.
Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, has fallen.
……
"Auspicious beast, don't walk too fast."
"Sister Brigitte, the one I sensed is nearby, almost there! I can't wait!"
The three-eyed golden lion turned its head, its golden eyes looking at the elegant green-haired woman, its tone carrying a hint of childish complaint.
"Sister Brigitte, why didn't you just fly me there? Wouldn't that be faster?"
"Auspicious beast, we must not act rashly. You are too conspicuous in the sky. If there are undetected enemies lurking nearby, it will be dangerous. It is always better to be cautious."
Brigitte walked slowly to the side of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion and explained in a gentle tone.
When Brigitte and the Three-Eyed Lion emerged from the dense jungle and stepped into a slightly open forest clearing, Brigitte frowned slightly.
She could clearly sense that an extremely strong aura of death lingered on this land.
As an emerald swan embodying the pure essence of life from nature, she has an instinctive aversion to this foul atmosphere.
(End of this chapter)