Chapter 9: The End (5)
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“I hate traitors the most!”
With the Cold Moon Witch’s icy voice echoing from above, the massive Fallen Species abruptly stomped down on the sprawled-out traitors, grinding them beneath its feet with glee.
When the gigantic Fallen Species finally lifted its foot, all that remained was a gooey mess of bl**d and dirt.
The remaining disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect stood stiffly, some with wavering wills who dared not even glance at the witch, terrified that a stray look might catch her attention and land them the same grim fate as those traitors.
Luo Ying, “…”
She never expected that Frost North Snow’s first act after escaping would be to mete out punishment to the traitors of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Wouldn’t even the Monster Queen want to see the Heavenly Sword Sect, which had stood for thousands of years, fall apart like this?
Suddenly, Luo Ying recalled an old tale her master, Ling Xiaozu, had once told her. If the cultivation technique the founder of the Heavenly Sword Sect learned was indeed from the Monster King, then in other words, the Heavenly Sword Sect was actually an inheritance of the Monster King.
As Frost North Snow, she certainly wouldn’t want to see the Monster King’s hard work turn to dust.
Now it all clicked—the Monster Queen’s motivation to tidy up the sect was crystal clear.
With this thought, Luo Ying’s gaze towards the black figure grew increasingly complex, leaving her unsure if she should approach the Monster Queen in the future as a junior.
If Luo Ying was already thinking about levels beyond the fifth, Lin Nan was still stuck at the first.
She was simply intolerant of those fair-weather friends.
You run away, and then waste your breath cursing your former master, acting like it’s only the cowards who will survive this mess.
Conveniently, since Luo Ying was technically her sister-in-law, she felt compelled to help her own.
After all, it didn’t take much effort to stomp them down. Might as well k*ll a chicken to scare the monkeys, reinforcing Luo Ying’s authority within the Heavenly Sword Sect.
And just as Lin Nan reappeared,
Li Hanbo was taken aback, then fuming uncontrollably.
Hold up, I’ve been sweating over here, and you’re just chilling on the sidelines? Is this some kind of joke?!
It’s even worse than trying to catch a mosquito at midnight!
Wait a minute, he definitely sensed something moving in that tentacle cage. Could she actually have a cloning technique?
He quickly released the tentacle, only to find a pile of gory remnants he had squished to bits.
But just from the foul stench wafting around, it was obvious that those were the remains of the dirty Fallen Species.
When did she swap things out? So fast he didn’t even notice!
What a j*rk!
Not only did she dare deceive him, but she also manipulated the bones of the Fallen Species with some kind of dark magic to reassemble them into a colossal giant, like some necromancer from a Western fantasy novel.
Ha! These guys were worthless in life.
Did she really think that remaking them into bone structures would make them reborn?
Childish!
With a flourish of his hands, a shockwave erupted from him like a tidal wave aimed at the giant Fallen Species.
In an instant, countless tentacles erupted from the void, wrapping tightly around its joints like ropes.
The leading giant Fallen Species was swiftly dismembered, its reformed shattered bones scattering once more to the ground, crunching as they piled into a small mountain.
Lin Nan floated high above, her long hair and black skirt dancing freely in the wind while Li Hanbo’s arrogant laughter echoed below.
“Ha! Just something I whipped up. Look how happy he is.”
The chill in Lin Nan’s eyes intensified, “But I’ve had enough fun.”
In the pseudo-Sighs Temple, the statue that looked just like her attempted to harm her but fell victim to her swift combat style in a spectacular counterattack.
The pent-up rage within her mental realm coalesced into the Black Wind Sword, and with a single slash, she shattered that witch statue that had stood for a millennium.
With the destruction of the statue, the entire temple teetered on the brink of collapse.
In that moment, she received a long-awaited system notification.
Ding! You have absorbed the power of the pseudo-Frost North Snow. Do you wish to level up now? Upon leveling up, you will break through to the Divination Realm (level 160 in-game).
After leveling up, you will acquire the new passive skill:
“Under the Black Snow, what eggs are there?: Under Black Snow, enemies slow down by 20% and their attack power decreases by 5%.”
Not a bad area buff.
However, Lin Nan wasn’t in a hurry to level up immediately; she wanted to spring a little surprise on her enemies.
Boom! Boom!
As the temple crumbled, Lin Nan broke through barriers with a flourish.
She thought she’d immediately face off against the Man in Black Robe, but when she opened her eyes, she found herself hovering over the Small Thousand World.
Li Hanbo was entangled with Luo Ying, and she was quickly at a disadvantage.
Lin Nan wouldn’t just stand by and let someone perish.
Now this guy thought he could once more replicate the victory at Sky Sword City? Did he really believe he could just waltz in and take her down? Ridiculous!
With a casual flick of the Black Wind Sword, a visible ice mist enveloped her like a bubbly aura, quickly spreading out around her.
Level up!
Ding! You have reached level 160!
You have broken through to the Divination Realm! You have gained the passive skill “Under the Black Snow, what eggs are there?”
The lavish black snow once again blanketed the entire sky.
Just as Li Hanbo, who had been soaring high with excitement over the demise of all the giant Fallen Species, fixed his sights on the witch herself, he unwittingly sensed an unusual chill in the air.
Even though the tentacles above were swatting away the black snow, why did he feel ice-cold all over?
His movements were gradually slowing, even commanding the tentacles seemed to be a half-beat behind.
What’s going on? That last round of black snow didn’t do this—why now…
“Because I’m bored with it now!”
A voice chilling enough to feel like it came from a million-year-old glacier pierced through his heart like a sharp ice pick.
Li Hanbo suddenly felt an unprecedented weight bearing down on him. This was different; he’d never felt this way facing the Cold Moon Witch before. Something wasn’t right.
“All Souls! Illusory Sea!”
With an alluring command, a massive tornado erupted in the vast expanse.
Not just Li Hanbo, but even the survivors were gaping, hardly believing their eyes.
They had never seen such a giant tornado that seemed poised to swallow everything whole.
Besides, the tornado, swirling with black snow, was practically a massive, all-encompassing shredder. No matter how many tentacles Li Hanbo had, any contact would turn them into confetti!
And at that moment, the witch seemed to vanish like a ghost amidst the flurry of flying snow, leaving Li Hanbo with nothing to target.
Was he really about to lose? This… this can’t be!
Li Hanbo tried to flee, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead; he couldn’t fly fast at all, while the tornado rolled ever closer, smashing all the tentacles behind him into dust.
“Ah! Ah!”
Li Hanbo let out a scream filled with terror.
Because the very next second, the Cold Moon Witch suddenly appeared right behind him.
With the Black Wind Sword shimmering with cruel light, she swiftly severed his head from his shoulders.
