Chapter 130: Women Have to Be Killed Too (Fourth and Final Update; Please Bookmark)
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After their first exchange, Fifth Ying and Fifth Kang swiftly shifted positions and flew together. They revealed their magic treasures. With a charming smile, Fifth Ying flipped a scarlet-glowing Sky-Painting Shuttle in her hand, while the Jade Dragon Ring floated beside Fifth Kang. The two stood calmly on the weapon-forging grounds, forming a pincer formation.
Seeing the Heavenly Secrets Master under attack, the Taoists throughout the grounds summoned their sword-light and rushed over in an instant, surrounding the pair.
“Do not attack. They cannot escape! I very much want to know who you are. I have stayed on Rocksolid Island for sixty years and never offended anyone. Why have you come after me?” The Heavenly Secrets Master fought to steady his mind and shouted furiously, pointing at the two assailants.
The pair exchanged a glance and burst into laughter. Fifth Ying curled her lips in a cold sneer. “Heavenly Secrets Master, do we need a reason to kill a mere servant like you? Not even you—didn’t the Fourth Prince of the Jiao-Shark King obediently go to his death? If Xibing had not received guidance from an expert, she would already be a dead fish by now.”
The Heavenly Secrets Master’s heart jolted. He had long heard that the Li Sea had undergone a great upheaval, but he had never expected the disaster to reach the Dan Sea so soon. Could these two know the truth behind the deaths of the Dan Sea’s Four Princes?
Then he remembered that Lin Feng had also taken part in what happened that day. Turning his head, he saw Lin Feng supporting Chen Yuxi as she slowly sat down, then taking out a pill and placing it in her mouth.
“The affair in the Li Sea does not seem to have been your doing, does it? Even if the two of you wanted to kill me, you would have to expend considerable effort. Hah! The Fifth Family must also have been behind this scheme of yours. Shameless to the extreme!” The Heavenly Secrets Master shook his head, his voice full of hatred.
Fifth Kang threw back his head and laughed. Then, with a solemn expression, he said, “I shall neither change my name nor conceal my surname. We were indeed descendants of the Fifth Family. Ha-ha! None of you saw that coming, did you?”
Everyone on the grounds looked at one another. The Heavenly Secrets Master snorted coldly. “Impossible! How could Fifth Yang have rebellious descendants like you? Cease your arrogance. Once I capture you, I will have ways to make you confess!”
“Too late! Look over there!” Fifth Ying lifted her alluring eyes and giggled.
The Heavenly Secrets Master assumed she was trying another trick. But then he suddenly heard his disciples cry out in alarm and hurriedly turned his head. At once, his expression changed drastically.
Near the Sea-Sacrificing Nine-Palace Cauldron, three or five figures had somehow infiltrated the area. No one knew what they had done, but they were already fleeing through the air at great speed.
Boom! Rumble!
The nine enormous cauldrons on the weapon-forging grounds exploded simultaneously. Shattered flames and fragments of metal were blasted high into the sky, scattering in every direction. Even from a thousand yards away, one could feel the searing, devastating heat. The great boulders scattered across the island rolled down amid the shaking. Smoke and tongues of fire raged everywhere, while the earth trembled violently. Wave after wave of explosions continued without end—the sound of the smaller cauldrons being destroyed.
“Ha-ha! We are done playing with you. The mission is complete. We are leaving!” Fifth Kang roared with laughter, leaping into the air and preparing to escape with the Jade Dragon Ring in his hand.
Everything had been part of a scheme—a scheme within a scheme, a snare within a snare. The ultimate objective had been to destroy the Sea-Sacrificing Nine-Palace Cauldron and blow apart every great and small forging cauldron.
The Heavenly Secrets Master stood woodenly, his eyes filled with falling stones, raging flames, and whirling fragments. His body began to tremble, and a hoarse, rasping sound emerged from his throat. He swayed as though he might collapse at any moment.
The young Taoists, most of whom had never witnessed such a catastrophe, were thrown into panic. Their voices trembled with grief, and none of them knew what to do.
“Giggle. The old Taoist is heartbroken. How pitiful.”
Fifth Ying thrust out her chest, summoned the Sky-Painting Shuttle, and twisted her waist as she rose into the sky.
“Trying to leave? Leave your life behind!”
Just as Fifth Ying had risen three feet from the ground, a dark sword-light suddenly shot from the chaotic crowd. Moving as swiftly as an arrow, it stabbed toward her throat. The condensed sword energy was as sharp as an awl, and its murderous intent was utterly undisguised.
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“Hmm?”
Fifth Ying raised a hand to block. The Sky-Painting Shuttle shot out from beneath her feet and met the sword energy head-on.
Bang!
The two immense forces collided, bursting into dazzling sparks. The Sky-Painting Shuttle spun in midair, and with a beckoning motion of her slender hand, Fifth Ying drew it back into her palm.
“What are you waiting for?”
A furious shout rang out, and the sword energy attacked once more. This time, a straight beam of sword-light descended from above, accompanied by seven-colored radiance, creating a magnificent and terrifying spectacle.
“Vertical Cleave of Heaven and Earth!”
Boom!
In an instant, Rocksolid Island began to quake violently again. Terrifying force pierced through the rock beneath the ground, while raging seven-colored sword energy danced through the flying stone fragments in a dazzling blaze.
“Giggle. Handsome Little Jun, your swordsmanship still needs work. You think that flying sword can assassinate me? You are still far too early!”
Fifth Ying’s delicate laughter rang out from midair. The Sky-Painting Shuttle in her hand suddenly shot forward, and rings of crimson light began to whirl through the air. A surging wave of energy instantly took shape, forming a web of interlocking circles that twisted toward Lin Feng.
The strange red rings overlapped one another, one loop within another, circle within circle. At the center, where all the razor-sharp force converged, was the Sky-Painting Shuttle itself.
“Heavenly Net of Ten Thousand Forms—Circles Within Circles!”
Fifth Ying smiled faintly. The shuttle’s circular formation, resembling a colossal umbrella, rapidly shifted and transformed. The red rings sometimes converged toward the center, sometimes separated and spread apart. They expanded and contracted without pause, while the force within them gathered and erupted, like a great net locking tightly onto Lin Feng.
“Prisonfire Chasing Wind!”
Encased by Fifth Ying’s supreme technique, Lin Feng remained entirely calm. He abruptly sent out a lotus-shaped flame, and a hurricane wrapped in fire and surging force swept toward her.
Whoosh!
The shuttle formation was blown dozens of yards away by the tremendous force, yet it maintained its shape without breaking apart. A moment later, it twisted back toward him.
“I can fan you again! Let us see how long you can hold out!”
One sheet of flame after another, each carrying incomparable might, hurtled fiercely toward the Sky-Painting Shuttle.
Fifth Ying’s expression finally changed. A prolonged battle was not what she wanted. Escaping was her first priority.
At the same time, the many young Taoists recovered from their shock and attacked Fifth Kang with magic treasures and flying swords of every kind. For the moment, neither of the two could escape.
The cultivation of these two rebellious young descendants of the Fifth Family was not inferior to Lin Feng’s in the slightest.
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Now that Chen Yuxi was seriously wounded and the Heavenly Secrets Master had lost himself after suffering such a devastating blow, the situation had become decidedly unfavorable for the Fifth siblings.
“Drop dead!”
The Sky-Painting Shuttle was forced back once more by the Chasing Wind Fan. Fifth Ying was finally enraged. With a furious shout, she formed a string of unfathomably complex hand seals, then flicked her fingers and sent them flying.
“Wind and thunder arise! Pierce the heavens and destroy the summit! Purple Lightning Thunderbolt True Art!”
Boom!
A thunderclap exploded overhead in the brilliant night sky. Wild waves answered across the sea, while winds rose and clouds surged. Everyone’s heart shook violently, and every face changed color.
“Heavenly thunder? I have even endured tribulation lightning. Do you think I fear you? Let us see whether you die first or I do!”
The moment she released the Purple Lightning Thunderbolt True Art, Fifth Ying suddenly felt her spiritual power falter. She had remained airborne for two hours and had engaged in successive battles against the Heavenly Secrets Master and Lin Feng, exhausting half her spiritual power. Now she found herself unable to sustain the technique, and the golden core within her abruptly dimmed.
“Horizontal Cleave of the Eight Wastes, Vertical Cleave of Heaven and Earth—slash!”
One vertical and one horizontal, two streams of sword energy burst forth in a single assault.
The Mo Yan Sword swelled to three times its original size and flew from Lin Feng’s hand.
Pfft! Pfft!
This time, the intertwined streams of seven-colored sword energy unexpectedly gave rise to several tiny offshoots. They broke away from the main currents, threading and winding through the air as they thundered toward Fifth Ying.
The essence of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Art lay in these branching sword energies. At that moment, Lin Feng suddenly understood something. Amid the violent collision of sword energy and the struggle between life and death, driven by an unshakable will to kill, a vague concept surged into his mind at the instant the sword energies crossed.
The sensation was extraordinarily strange, but he had no time to study it in detail.
High above the nine heavens, a stream of violet radiance appeared first. Countless bolts of lightning flashed, followed by immense thunder that boomed like war drums. The starry sky, bright only moments before, suddenly darkened. A shrill cry, as though challenging the heavens themselves, descended abruptly.
Crack!
Lightning bridged heaven and earth, taking the shape of a violet divine dragon as it struck down in an instant.
Rumble!
With a deafening explosion, the entire island shook violently. Then, from somewhere countless yards beneath the earth, a terrifying roar rang out, as though a sudden and devastating earthquake had erupted.
Rocksolid Island split in two from bottom to top with a succession of sharp cracks. Boundless waves surged toward it. One half of the shattered island resembled a great ship slowly capsizing. Boulders and houses collapsed and rolled away, while countless figures shot into the air, staring in horror at the terrifying and unbelievable scene beneath their feet.
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