Chapter 8: King vs King (12)
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The Floating City returned to its serene state due to the sudden arrival of a Black Snowstorm.
The residents exposed to its wrath, along with the little demons from White Feather City, immediately scurried into buildings, shivering in fear after witnessing some unfortunate souls meet their end at the merciless hands of the black snow. They dared not make a move; it was less a retreat and more a full-on panic.
The raging inferno that had charred half the city lost its vigor under the thick blanket of snow, eventually reducing to mere ashes.
Li Ying Tian hovered in midair, somewhat dazed as he watched the incessant flurry of black snow falling around him. Thanks to his protective barrier, he didn’t need to dodge; he just let the black snow glide over him, making a faintly irritating sound as it did.
For some reason, the memory of that sword slicing across the Demoness’s neck felt surreal. Could it be that she really didn’t d*e? Otherwise, why was her spell not only not stopping but intensifying?
Suddenly—
A chilling aura surged from behind him!
Li Ying Tian whipped around to find Cold Moon Witch not only alive and kicking but looking even more formidable. Not a scratch on her, and that red sword energy he unleashed hadn’t even grazed her.
Her expression was frostier than before, her long dark hair and gown billowing as the black snow continued to fall.
An unprecedented pressure washed over him, making him instinctively step back, his throat tightening.
Without uttering a word and without moving a finger, the black snow in the sky seemed to come alive, swirling and converging towards her, enveloping her space.
In mere moments—
Li Ying Tian found himself encapsulated in a cocoon of black snow, with no gaps to escape. From anyone’s perspective, he appeared swallowed whole, a gigantic black silk cocoon tightly ensnaring him in the center.
People were dumbfounded.
What on earth was this move?!
At that moment, only the viewers in the official live streaming room could see Li Ying Tian’s stunned face as he struggled in his snowsuit prison.
He initially unleashed dozens of flying swords, concentrating them for a breakthrough, hoping to make a gap. But as before, the moment the swords touched the edge of the whirlwind, they disintegrated.
No matter how much power he gathered, he couldn’t get past it.
Out of options, Li Ying Tian decided to barge through!
He summoned his prized red sword energy, aiming directly at the top—where the eye of the tornado was, the soft underbelly of the storm, the place where the black snow’s collision would have the least impact.
His plan was foolproof—
Until just as the red blade was about to break through, the tornado unexpectedly changed direction! The swirling storm—not known for its manners—slammed into him with the most vigorous, thick black snow.
“Ahhh…”
Li Ying Tian braced himself, refusing to surrender despite being in dire straits.
But then despair struck once more.
The cocoon began to constrict, the space meant for his survival shrinking rapidly.
“Clang clang…”
That was the sound of black snow crashing against his protective barrier.
In no time, cracks started appearing in his shield.
At that moment, the dreadful realization hit him. If this black snow didn’t stop, he would be obliterated today.
With the enemy showing no signs of mercy, he lost all hope for pleas or prayers.
Those options weren’t for a Sect Leader!
But a Sect Leader shouldn’t just d*e so pathetically!
That was right! Even if he was heading straight to hell, he’d drag her down with him!
Li Ying Tian summoned his skyrocketing red sword energy once again, the last flicker of life left in this world.
He even abandoned his protective shield, allowing the spinning black snow to slice his body, leaving trails of bl**d.
That concentrated red sword energy burst forth, break through the cocoon, shining like a formidable beacon through the night sky, heading straight for the Cold Moon Witch floating above.
Sensing the imminent threat, countless black snowflakes rushed in from all directions, converging to meet the red blade, attempting to diminish its force.
Li Ying Tian let out a ferocious howl akin to a ravenous wolf!
But just as the sword’s tip was a hair’s breadth away from the icy visage of the Demoness, it could advance no further.
The red blade was surrounded by a whirlwind of spinning black snow, creating a swirling mass that anyone suffering from acrophobia would run screaming from.
“Ah… just a bit more! Just a tiny bit!”
The aged stubborn face of Li Ying Tian, after whispering those words, was suddenly shredded by the converging black snow, a precision cutting machine that turned him into a bloody mash of bone and flesh.
“Crash…”
Bits of meat rained through the air like a gruesome confetti, some landing on the ground, while others drifted away, scattered near the vast Ground City.
Li Ying Tian was dead!
And not just dead—he was obliterated!
In the eyes of the live stream viewers, the previously smug Sect Leader of Thousand Bird City, who almost ended Cold Moon Witch’s life with one sword, was now reduced to a red mush by her merely flicking a few fingers, all while she hadn’t even bothered to pull out her Black Wind Sword.
This was beyond shocking!
Nobody expected Li Ying Tian to go down so rapidly or d*e such a grotesque d*ath.
It was almost as if the Witch had orchestrated it all.
[ Ding! You have slain 130-level boss Li Ying Tian. Your level has increased to level 65. ]
He who crosses me—will feel my wrath!
An eye for an eye! Tenfold revenge!
Fresh and old grudges, counted together.
The thousands of little demons who perished in Cold Wind City, Wei Wenxuan, whom he’d cut down with a single sword, and the recently deceased Wolf Demon—all the payback has finally been met.
Lin Nan strolled through the black snow, her attributes boosted by 50%, and with her “Thousand People Slayer” title equipped, her stats surged another 30%.
She initially anticipated a tough battle against Li Ying Tian; however, she never imagined he would be slaughtered by simply adjusting the black snow.
As Li Ying Tian disintegrated into a mist of bl**d before her eyes, she couldn’t help but feel a tad dazed, not expecting a 130-level boss to last less than five minutes in her presence.
Was she perhaps being too cruel…?
The thought flickered through her mind before vanishing.
In this world where strength reigns supreme and the weak are prey, any sign of weakness could attract countless enemies.
They lurked like coyotes on the prairie, patiently waiting. The moment a strong figure showed fatigue, they would swarm in like hungry wolves, tearing apart the once-mighty into nothing but bones.
Since she had decided to avenge the Wolf Demon personally, this was the fate Li Ying Tian deserved.
Now, it was time to plan for the aftermath of Thousand Bird City.
“Gongsun Ding, are you willing to take over as Sect Leader of Thousand Bird City?”
Gongsun Ding, who had been unceremoniously yanked from the shadows by Feng Yalin, stared blankly at the scene of his master’s gruesome demise—seemingly still in shock.
It wasn’t until Feng Yalin delivered a firm kick to his back that Gongsun Ding snapped out of it. He realized that without relying on the Extermination of Immortals, the fall of the Floating City truly couldn’t be reversed.
With a loud “thud,” he knelt, raising his head to declare, “Gongsun Ding is willing to take on the role of Sect Leader. From today onward, Thousand Bird City shall remain eternally loyal to the mistress, without any second thoughts!”
The audience was left dumbfounded.
What the heck, Your Majesty, what’s this twist?
You aiming to become the matriarch calling the shots behind the scenes for Thousand Bird City, huh?
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