“There is no escape for anyone today!”
Jian Wushuang spat out the sentence with murderous undertone, and darted out like a ghost .
“Oh no!”
“Is this… a trap?”
“We’re trapped!”
Seeing the enchanted walls rising around them, all the Black Python Clansmen were stunned, especially Di Yan and Mo Lin .
They weren’t stupid; they knew that the enchantment was a trap .
But out of nowhere, the light of a powerful sword barrelled toward the Black Python Clansmen .
“Watch out!” Di Yan shouted .
Just in time, the clansmen sensed the attack and retreated .
But just as they turned around,
“Why am I so slow?”
“What has happened to me?”
To their surprise, they all discovered that they could no longer move at a normal pace and couldn’t dodge the sword’s blow . It was as if they had been chained down .
Without pause, a forceful conciousness attack landed upon them .
Inside the enchantment, all the Black Python Clan experts froze like a stone . They could only watch as Jian Wushuang’s sword struck them .
Swish!
The remorseless blade split through their bodies in an instant .
Back when he had only devised two Sword Principles, Jian Wushuang had managed to kill eight Dao Masters with the Death Shadow . But now, it was much easier for him to slay these Black Python Clan experts .
In a just a brief moment, all the clansmen had been eliminated except for Mo Lin and Di Yan .
“Bastard!”
Mo Lin’s eyes widened at the sight of the bloodshed .
The noble protectors of his people had all be slain by Jian Wushuang in the blink of an eye .
“You must die too . ”
Relenting to his murderous rage, Jian Wushuang rushed at Molin and Diyan .
“Oh no!” Despair marked the faces of Di Yan and Mo Lin .
Also slowed down and trapped by the enchantment of the Chaos Gems, there was no path for them to escape .
“Stall him, it is not easy to maintain this enchantment . ” Di Yan shouted .
Mo Lin nodded resolutely, and they joined forces in an attempt to stop Jian Wushuang .
“Break!”
Jian Wushuang brandished his Blood Mountain Sword .
The mighty blow melded together the power of his three Sword Principles .
Di Yan lifted his hand and used all of his strength .
Right beside him, Mo Lin waved a Giant Axe at Jian Wushuang savagely .
One versus two!
But then…
Bam!
Di Yan let out a grunt as he was forced backward, and Mo Lin spat out a mouthful of blood .
“Death Shadow!”
Jian Wushuang’s second move, the fast Death Shadow charged straight toward Mo Lin .
Too fast!
Not just fast, the blow was also filled with a consciousness attack .
Already injured, Mo Lin struggled to hold himself up and could do nothing to block the Death Shadow .
“No!”
Mo Lin screamed, but the sword didn’t slow down; it slashed through his neck .
Swish!
A human head fell .
The leader of the Black Python Clan, Mo Lin, was dead .
“Damn!”
“How is he so powerful?”
Di Yan’s hope died . He had expected Mo Lin to stop Jian Wushuang as the enchantment around the was so difficult to sustain .
He thought that if they could stall until the trap disappeared, they could run .
Never in his wildest dream did he expect that Mo Lin would be killed in the blink of an eye .
Jian Wushuang was far more capable than he thought .
“If he’s dead, then there is no hope for me . ” Di Yan looked desperate because he saw rage flash in Jian Wushuang’s eyes .
A bloodthirsty aura shrouded Jian Wushuang .
It was so potent that Di Yan could almost touch it .
If they were anywhere, he would not have been so hopeless . But trapped in the enchantment and slower than normal, he could not fight Jian Wushuang .
“Dao Master Dreamless, please help me!”
Di Yan turned his face toward Dao Master Dreamless in the nearby Void . Desperation cracked his voice, “Please, I’ll remember your help forever . ”
“Please!”
Di Yan was shouting at the top of his lungs .
But Dao Master Dreamless stayed motionless with his arms folded .
“I’ve told you . I only came to deal with Jian Wushuang . Since I failed, I won’t interfere anymore . This war between the Black Python Clan and Jian Wushuang is none of my business . ” Dao Master Dreamless’s merciless voice rang .
“Bastard!” Di Yan cursed .
Jian Wushuang was now right in front of Di Yan .
“Die!”
Without any hesitation, the Blood Mountain Sword cut into Di Yan .
Di Yan was almost defenseless and after only three strikes, he was heavily injured .
Jian Wushuang kept attacking him .
“Stop, Jian Wushuang! I’m begging you!” Di Yan cried .
“Now you’re begging me?” He just snorted and his barbaric expression didn’t change .
Jian Wushunag wanted to kill Di Yan more than he did the Black Python Clan .
Di Yan had caused him distress many a time, and Jian Wushuang hadn’t been strong enough to return the favor .
Now, he would not hesitate to kill him .
“No, you can’t!” Di Yan shrieked . “Jian Wushuang, my father is the Empyrean Patriarch, he’s the Empyrean Patriarch!”
“The Empyrean Patriarch?” Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes but did not stop . He just snorted again . “Who’s he? I’ve never heard of him . ”
“You…” Di Yan was speechless . Before he could speak, a sword sliced into him .
And this time, he had no more words .