Chapter 396: Why is he so powerful?
Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations
"His body is the arrow?!"
Not only were the demon elites stunned by what they saw, even Bai Xing and Wu Ji were shocked.
Just as what they had thought...
It would be impossible for an individual to kill his way to the top of the mountain. Even Xing Yuanguo, the most powerful of them all, would not think of doing such a thing.
But...
Fang Zhengzhi managed to do it.
He did it in the most unbelievable fashion. With everyone watching him, he managed to morph into a purple ray of light and shoot himself at Yun Qingwu.
This was not a difficult technique.
Bai Xing and Wu Ji could do it. Even any of the demon elites with a good grasp of bow techniques could do it.
But they did not manage to think of it.
It wasn't that they couldn't think of such a plan ordinarily. However, none of them would be able to think of it in the heat of battle.
Who in the world would have thought that Fang Zhengzhi would have used The Returning Dragon for the sole purpose of creating a crevice to hold the bow?
Shock, awe, helplessness.
This was exactly what Bai Xing and Wu Ji were feeling. They wanted to rush to the top and save Yun Qingwu, but they were unable to.
Fang Zhengzhi's Sun Shooting Bow was still in the crevice.
However, once one person used this technique, it would be much more difficult for a second person to repeat the feat.
Even if they managed to get to the bow...
What use was it now?
Fang Zhengzhi was not as quick as Bai Xing, but when he was augmented by the Sun Shooting Bow, even Bai Xing could not stop him.
...
A ray of purple light shot skyward through the torrential rain. Then, it shot back down towards Yun Qingwu like a sword.
The young vice domain chief standing next to Yun Qingwu stiffened. The arrogant smirk was wiped off his face, completely replaced with shock.
If Fang Zhengzhi had climbed up from below...
He would have more than a hundred ways to defeat Fang Zhengzhi. He could probably kill Fang Zhengzhi. After all, he had the high ground.
However, he suddenly realized that Fang Zhengzhi was on top of him. How could he still take such an opponent lightly?
"Shing!" He unsheathed his blade. It was a unique blade with a forked tip. Furthermore, the blade was even sharper than ordinary ones.
This was his weapon.
It was named 'Spectre'.
If the Blazing Qilin Spear was one of the 10 greatest treasures of the Great Xia Dynasty, then Spectre was one of the five greatest treasures of the demons.
For a young demon like him to be in possession of such a blade...
He was clearly of noble blood.
However, this did not have much implication as to whether he could defend against Fang Zhengzhi's attack. Despite his standing, he still stepped in front of Yun Qingwu when he saw Fang Zhengzhi.
Yun Qingwu raised her head as she watched Fang Zhengzhi quietly. She felt the oppressive wave of killing aura crashing down towards her.
"So he made it..." Yun Qingwu's lips parted slightly as she murmured to herself. It was almost as if she knew that this was going to happen all along.
"Kacha!" Purple lightning shot through the dark clouds and a humongous tree formed from purple lightning bolts covered the entire area.
The purple figure continued to weave through the clouds like a dragon as it emitted a powerful aura.
"Die!" An icy voice echoed through the clouds.
Then, a ray of purple light shot out from inside the clouds. There was a person encased in the light, shooting to the ground like a sword.
The cold eyes locked on the figure in the plain white dress, the oppressive killing aura crashing earthward.
This was an aura that destroyed everything in its path.
When coupled with the radiant lightsword, this was a sight that would strike terror into the bravest of hearts.
"Why is he so powerful?!" The young vice domain chief raised his sword in the air. He gripped the scale-like pattern on the hilt of his sword tightly.
Never in his life had he felt the emotions he felt now.
That kind of bone-chilling cold coupled with the powerful killing aura made him understand the true meaning of fear.
He finally understood why Shi Kou had failed.
Shi Kou did not fail because of cultivation state.
He failed because his aura was weaker!
Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Within moments, his entire body was drenched in sweat.
However, he still held the Spectre Blade high up in the air. He showed no signs of relaxing. Despite his paling expression, his hand did not tremble.
At that moment, the jade green demonic eye on his forehead shone radiantly.
The young vice domain chief continued to stare at the sword in the sky. He concentrated on the dragon light ray of purple circling the blade.
"Boom!" A resounding clash echoed out, causing the entire Feng Su cliff to shake. Even the ground below began to tremble.
The torrential rain continued to hinder visibility, but it did not prevent the spectators from being awed by what they saw.
The soldiers of the Great Xia gripped the spears in their hands whilst the soldiers of the Southern Region grabbed their swords. The demon elites glared and stopped in their tracks.
The candidates, the Dragon Protection Squad, the 500 silver horned wolves, Xing Qingsui, Nangong Hao, Bai Xing, Wu Ji, even Xing Yuanguo stopped what they were doing as they looked at the clash atop the cliff.
"Kacha!" A huge crack appeared on the cliff.
A humongous rock was shaved off the cliff and began rolling down. With a loud boom, it crashed into the ground and shattered.
The torrential rain pummeled the newly exposed rock race. The loose pieces were washed off, revealing the hard rock underneath.
At this moment...
There were three people standing next to where the rock broke off.
Yun Qingwu's white dress danced in the wind, revealing her slender snow white legs. There was a large crevice no more than a finger's length from where she stood.
There was a kneeling figure in front of her.
His cloak had been torn apart, revealing a handsome face, his green demonic eye glowing.
He stared at the youth standing in front of him.
He bit his lip, blood trickling from the edges of his mouth. His sleeves were also stained by blood.
It stretched from his shoulder all the way to his palm.
The rain continued to pummel the ground.
The blood was washed to the ground, revealing a wound so deep one could see the bone. Other than the wound, there was also a metallic glow.
"Ah, ah..." The young vice domain chief breathed heavily, thoroughly exhausted from the battle.
This attack had brought him to his knees.
The demons had always thought of themselves as a superior race. To be forced to his knees by his opponent after a single round was humiliating.
"Why is he so powerful? Why... that's impossible... how can he be this powerful..." The young demon's breathing was labored.
Fang Zhengzhi stood quietly on the cliff. He ignored the young demon vice domain chief on his knees as he lowered his sword at Yun Qingwu.
The Traceless Sword continued to glow purple, drops of blood washing of its blade and onto the ground.
"Hum!"
The blade hummed, almost like a dragon, yet almost as if it was expressing its excitement.
The domineering killing aura continued to spread in waves.
"Are you going to kill me?" Yun Qingwu spoke, her exquisite eyes looking at the purple blade in Fang Zhengzhi's hand. Her voice was calm, almost as if she was talking to a friend.
Of course, there was a blade at Yun Qingwu's throat. It was no more than three steps away.
Fang Zhengzhi did not answer Yun Qingwu's question.
He looked at Yun Qingwu quietly, the bright sword in his eye becoming clearer with each passing moment.
...
On the plain below.
More than 100,000 pairs of eyes were staring at the three figures on the cliff. To be more precise, they were looking at the Traceless Sword in Fang Zhengzhi's eyes.
His next movement would decide Yun Qingwu's fate.
Death!
Or life!
Fang Zhengzhi was in control of the situation.
Other than Yun Qingwu, there was no one else who could block Fang Zhengzhi if he chose to attack. Even Bai Xing and Wu Ji were too far away.
What else could they do other than wait?
Fang Zhengzhi's blade was much too close to Yun Qingwu. At this distance, Fang Zhengzhi would be able to kill Yun Qingwu even before they managed to close any significant distance.
"Kill!"
"Why is he still hesitating?"
"If you were in that position, could you possibly kill Yun Qingwu?"
All of the candidates were equally conflicted. They all knew that the next few moments could change the entire battle.
If the Southern Region lost the support of the demons, could they still go up against the Great Xia?
More importantly, it would make Fang Zhengzhi famous and influential.
That was Yun Qingwu.
The incredibly talented Yun Qingwu. She was a talent, who was also the young master of the demons, and someone who did not care about the fate of the humans.
Xing Qingsui looked at Fang Zhengzhi, his mouth agape. Then, he pursed his lips before his jaw dropped again. It felt like he had something to say.
Xing Yuanguo had a similar expression.
However, Xing Yuanguo only watched quietly. Even though he was the commanding general of this battle, yet he did not speak at this point.
No one knew what he was thinking.
Nangong Hao sheathed his sword, an icy mist coming out from his body. He did not chase Bai XIng and did not try to stop Wu Ji.
There was no need.
...
As time passed, Fang Zhengzhi continued to point his sword at Yun Qingwu's throat. Yun Qingwu, on the other hand, seemed to be waiting for something.
After a very long time, Yun Qingwu's voice rang out once again.
"Since you've already made up your mind, why don't you follow through? You spent all that effort to get up here. You can't possibly just let me off without a reason." Yun Qingwu stepped forward, her dress dancing in the wind.
This time, her voice had an added tone of relief. It felt as though the locks on her heart were released.
The rain continued to pummel her veil, making it more translucent with each passing moment. Her exquisite features were revealed to Fang Zhengzhi.
She looked like a white lotus amongst the snow.
Calm and arrogant. She stood at the highest point, quietly watching everyone below.
"Kill... kill everyone who has harmed me. Kill them all, kill them all, kill... kill..." Fang Zhengzhi murmured to himself.
However, the voice was filled with terrifying iciness. It was not the voice that incited terror, it was the oppressive killing aura.
"Kaboom!" A ray of purple lightning shot through the sky, tearing a crack through the air.
At the same time, the Traceless Sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand lit up, the purple light flowing along the blade like a pool of blood.
"Die!"
"Die!"
"Die!"
Fang Zhengzhi kept murmuring to himself.
The killing aura filled the air, circling around his feet, slowing rising to the sky like a whirlpool. It formed rings in the sky, temporarily blocking out the rain.
The bright lightsword continued to glow in Fang Zhengzhi's eyes, combining with the deep purple. It was a strange sight to behold.