A distance away from the battle scene, two forms flashed across the fields leaving behind only a trail of bloody footprints behind.
Swish! Hui Ying’s body was a total wreck, but he pushed onwards not even bothering to look at the scene behind him. While moving, he quickly took a glance at Feng Yu who was hung on his left shoulder. It seemed to have lost all signs of life.
"Brother Feng! Hang in there. We are almost at the outskirts of this mountain range. A few more hours and we will be out of harm's way. You must resist, do not lose yourself in the cold..." Hui Ying muttered as their forms vanished further across the vast mountain range in a sea of trees.
∞ ∞ ∞
At the highest reaches of the sky, a golden form was traversing the distance at high speeds, using its entire strength to escape the creature from the mountain range. It had only one remaining arm, which was dripping blood endlessly, and a large wound that was visible from its chest, spreading all the way to it's now destroyed left eye.
The Golden Furred Ape King glanced towards its back cruelly as it thought back to the previous scene of it almost being sliced into two separate pieces. Its right eye shone with dense killing intent as is it roared towards the heavens.
"Feng Yu! Feng Yuuu! I will certainly have my revenge. From now on I will go by one name and one name only. I will be known as Kong Jin Tian, and we will meet again!"
Like a beam of golden light, he shot towards the horizon occasionally falling downwards to use a tree as his footing, launching himself further into the air once more traveling across the distance.
Suddenly, deep within the sky, a few figures appeared. They were all beautiful women, each having their peerless bearings as if they could charm the masses of any kingdom and fuel the kings to start wars. A beautiful young girl looked towards the disappearing ape with a strange glint in her eyes.
"Aunty Shuan, I feel that this ape has bad intentions. Can we kill it?" Fu Ling asked with a sweet-sounding voice that would make any men drool as she looked towards her aunt who was floating in the air beside her.
Looking towards her niece with a loving expression, Aunt Shuan smiled for a moment as she patted her gently, but soon she said in a strict tone.
"A man should fight his own battles and only through life and death could an expert grow truly strong. Ling'er, do not worry needlessly about that boy called Feng, if you are destined to meet again, you will do so at the talent meet."
As she said this, she looked at the scene behind her observing the figure that appeared while lighting up the sky with his immense aura. A dense feeling of fear soon shrouded her heart as she pondered.
"Tydol Mountain Range, such a strange mountain range. An ancient being, an evil creature, and a child that blazes with flames that are sacred. Almost, almost as if they belonged to that of an Ancient Phoenix... Phoenix, Hmm, Wait! Could it be?" With a look of shock, Aunt Shuan thought back towards the ancient markings that appeared on Feng Yu's body including the color of his hair.
"How can this be? How can they still exist?" She looked towards the scene behind her in shock carefully searching for a while with her soul sense, only to not discover the target of her worries.
After a short moment, she cleared her thoughts and regained her sense of calm, or rather, forced herself into that state as she looked towards her disciples and niece.
"Children let us go; we will waste no further time here. Things are about to get serious." She said in a solemn tone.
"Yes, Master!" All of them said in unison along with Fu Ling’er.
"Good!" With a wave of her hand, the energy of the world soon gathered around all the forms of the girls once again as she reached out her hands towards them as if she was holding each of them with her separately. Soon, she transformed into the light that quickly shot towards the horizon far into the distance, leaving the mountain range, traveling the distant lands with the girls being pulled along with her.
If Feng Yu were to see this scene, he would have had to have second thoughts about whether this gentle looking aunt was a practitioner at the stage of True Foundation realm.
∞ ∞ ∞
The light shone brightly as it continued to suppress the creature’s aura below the man that stood above the heavens. He looked towards the creature with an indifferent expression as he spoke with a voice filled with an ancient prestige and dignity.
"Evil creature, why have you descended to this planar?!" His voice echoed as it sounded throughout the region.
Seeing the being before it questioned its will, the creature was surprised. But soon, it became filled with rage as it stared violently at the man who defied its nefarious prestige.
"You dare question me!! This Divine One? Outrageous! Accept Your Demise! Death!"
"DEATH!... DEATH!... DEATH!" The voice echoed throughout the world once more.
RUMBLE!...
The mountain range soon began to shake as if a massive earthquake was in the making. The nefarious energy that shrouded the form instantly turned into something of a demonic nature as its aura soon skyrocketed, covering half of the sky in a dark, devilish gray fog clashing with the auras of light released by the man.
The form of the creature soon changed, removing itself from the state of etherealness and genuinely forming into a being in this world. It had dark gray skin and black feathers that formed a kind of dark armor around its body; its arms were long with black fingers that shone with a baleful and sharp light, and its face was covered inside of a dark feather helmet with its eyes glowing bright purple.
After genuinely coming into being, the creature began to feel that the certain restrictions that were placed onto it by the world were slowly fading away. It looked towards the man with a wicked smirk on its face as it spread out its arms.
Suddenly, the creature began to grow quickly becoming more than 100 kilometers tall.
After reaching full size, it looked down towards the speck of dust below it as it started to gather its full power with its right palm. A blinding coldness shone from the very depths of its eyes, causing the weather within the span of thousands of kilometers to change to that of frozen snow.
"ALL SHALL END! DEMONIC ARTS: DOOM... NETHER... FROST... PALM!"
"NETHER FROST PALM!... NETHER FROST PALM!... NETHER FROST PALM!... "
The sky became filled with coldness as clouds gathered out of nothingness, spreading a deep snow across the land, A massive palm started to fall towards the earth, it seemed as if the palm was the very essence of cold itself just by coming into existence. The area surrounding the Bright Flame Kingdom, spreading out for hundreds of thousands of kilometers within the massive world of True Yuan Continent, instantly became an arctic zone.
All people looked with dead eyes, even the strongest practitioners within the nearby kingdoms stopped moving as everything came to an end. The very definition of pure stillness; the essence of death in its true form. The creature looked on with its demonic sense with pleasure. But soon, it knitted its brows as the palm once again stopped descending.
The voice of the ordinary looking man screamed, "Hmph! A Minor Frost Demon dares proclaim itself as a ‘Divinity,’ a foolish creature indeed! Return to where you came!"
Soon, two ancient sword sheets appeared within the figure's hands, each having a strange marking of runes that were wounded around their surface. As if they were responding to something, both sheets began to glow with an unusual presence as a formless sword appeared inside of both sheaths separately.
As he grasped the handle of a sword from his left sword sheath, the ordinary man looked towards the palm that was trapped by his endless aura while sneering towards the demon that towered above him and spoke in a calm voice.
"Cut!....."
"Cut!... Cut!... Cut!"
Shiiiinnggggg!
The sound of a sword being pulled out from its sheath resounded throughout the silent world. Oddly enough, there were no flashing lights, otherworldly sword beam, and earth-shaking destruction aura, only the sou
nd of the sword which lingered in the void for a short while before abruptly vanishing.
The creature looking down at the figure before was curious, but now it became filled with fear and endless dread when it saw what was before him. A massive sword that grew out of nothingness came into being. It was so large that it seemed to a travel from another space itself using that very space as its sheath and traveling so fast that it seemed to have transcended the principles of the laws that governed time itself. The demon could only look as the sword quickly and efficiently sliced into its form with ease, further cutting deep into the void stretching out towards the vast horizon then pausing for a moment.
It was at this moment that the stillness and coldness abruptly vanished, recovering freedom to those who were previously on the brink of destruction. Soon a man within a remote kingdom that was eating a meal looked up towards the distant sky and quickly became filled with shock.
"A... A SWORD... AND A DEMON WHAT IN THIS WORLD!"
"How could there be such a large sword? And what is that creature?" another figure in a distant place said.
"Am I seeing things, what the hell is going on?" another within a remote empire pondered.
However, before they could take a clear look at the sword, it faded away into nothingness appearing to have appeared but not appeared at the same time.
The Frost Demon looked at the ordinary man with deep fear as it muttered.
"You are... 'The Last Emperor of Man'... the one who wielded... the Ethereal Swords... You are.... 'The Phantasmal Swordsman'...."
Tydol smiled as he looked towards the dying frost demon "Quite knowledgeable I see. It seems that my legend has yet to fade in your realm."
As it felt its life fade away, the frost demon did not panic. Instead, a look of delight appeared in its eyes as it looked at Tydol.
"Hahaha!! So, it seems that you are but a remnant. A pity, you shall not last against my own kin. My death... shall change nothing...." As its voice trailed off into the night wind, his massive form faded away after a flash of blinding light, ceasing to exist for all eternity.
Hearing his statement, Tydol only looked on in silence as a look of melancholy appeared on his tired face. Soon, a look of firmness appeared on his face as he muttered towards the void.
"As long as my blood still remains, I shall defend this planar for the rest of my own eternity..."
Quickly raising his arms, he drew a strange seal within the void. That seal shone brightly as it fell towards the ground soon covering and replacing the broken seal that was suppressing the gray fog gate.
RUMBLE!
The earth began to shake as boulders upon boulders clustered together, quickly creating a massive terrain on top of the sealed area once more. Ancient trees began to sprout, and a grassland once again promptly grew to reclaim the field. Tydol looked at his handiwork with satisfaction, and then glanced towards a distant location for a moment while muttering.
"Small Phoenix, troubled times draw near... quickly grow..."
Soon, however, his form faded away from the world returning to the depths of the Tydol Mountain Range. Slumbering until his time had ended guarding his homeworld for his eternity.
Chapter 25
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A Toast to New Friendship
A week later.
Within the Bright Flame Kingdom, Approaching Winter:
There a was an unusual rumor going around, a ridiculous tale that seemed to have spread to even the most remote of kingdoms. In response to this rumor, the various kinds of countries and emperors decided to quell this news through means of distractions such as advertising popular social activities and other forms of diversions.
Eventually, there remained only a few that held on to their stubborn views as the majority began to forget this strange and odd rumor. Within a crowded tavern, a few individuals sat around a relatively large table, each of them carrying a unique kind of bearing as they discussed amongst themselves.
In a quiet and remote corner, three individuals were sitting, having talks of their own.
"Hiss, it's so cold here... to think that even by revolving my essence energy I'm not able to fully keep it from bothering me," A brawny youth said while shivering.
"Well, we are nearby that rumored, 'Mount Tydol' after all. You just have to suck it up and stop acting like such a p**sy." A pretty looking female said as she jeered at the youth in a manner unbecoming of practitioner decorum.
"Chet! No wonder they say you're 'cold-blooded.' Keep this kind of attitude, and you won't be getting any men in the future!" The youth sharply retorted.
"YOU---!" It seems that the little beauty's nerve was about to slip, but, before she could counterattack, there was a loud commotion.
BANG! A table was broken to pieces as a skinny man was blasted hard on the ground. The man who assaulted the skinny fellow was a large guy with piercings in each ear, carrying a large beard and a bald head. Seated beside him were four other individuals who looked towards the fallen man with mock and ridicule on their faces.
Suddenly, all of the conversations stopped, and the crowd within the tavern became silent as each observed this scene with keen interest. The big man seeing the scenario decided to demonstrate his prestige. He got up and pointed at the skinny man on the floor.
"Mother Fu**er! How dare you continue to spout that kind of bullshit in front of this 'Daddy's' face?" He roared to gather all attention to himself.
"Cough! Cough! I... I'm really telling the truth. I really did see a large demon appear for a brief moment, only to get cut apart by some weapon. It wasn't only me either, there were many other individuals close to the scene after all." After spitting a mouthful of blood, the skinny man tried to make his statement known.
Hearing his words, the surrounding listeners started to lose interest as they mocked him, before continuing their own business.
"Hahaha! It looks like we've got another one over here. Do these people believe this nonsense?" A guy said while a holding his belly.
"It looks like they are here to create a scene, could this be an act to gather attention to their views? I must say that baldly is quite the talent." Another mocked.
The youths seated at the corner table looked on with interest as they started to converse once more.
"Do you believe that strange story?" The brawny youth said to the pretty girl while showing a puzzled look.
"Hmph! I think it’s a bunch of bogus crap that was spread by the officials of this small affiliate kingdom. It's no wonder they are doing this, after all, how could they even manage to garner any of our clan's interests?" The beauty spouted harshly as she snorted in disdain towards the kingdom.
Another youth sat silently amongst the two with his eyes closed and in silent meditation, as if the current happenings were not worth his attention. But suddenly, he opened his sharp eyes and looked towards the entrance of the tavern. It was as if his vision could pierce through the walls seeing what was outside.
The guy and girl seeing this youth's reaction instantly became solemn.
"Brother Zang, is something wrong?" The pretty looking girl asked with confusion shown on her face.
"..." The youth continued to look at the door in silence.
The bald ruffian hearing this was instantly angered further, he looked at the man with raw killing intent.
"Good! Good!! Good!!! Son of a b-tch! You made these people group us up together! Because of your bullshit, prepare to die!!" Just as the man was about to unleash the wrath of heaven, another interrupter appeared or rather two interrupters.
Step! Step!
Due to the silence within the tavern, two loud footsteps were heard originating from its entrance as two youths appeared.
They were both wearing tattered clothing and in bad shape, as the slightly older and stronger looking young man was filled with leg scars that were visible through his torn-up pants. He was also wearing a dirty sleeveless shirt, while the younger looking youth that had long red hair was wearing a
ripped-up undershirt with torn up pants.
The bald man, seeing these two individuals, was suddenly surprised but quickly recovered, and a vicious expression overtook his face.
"Who the hell do you think you are to interrupt this daddy's business? You bunch of filthy looking beggars’ better get out my sight immediately!" He shouted as he raised his hand threateningly towards the two haggard youths.
Looking at the silly man who shouted in rage because of their sudden appearance, both Feng Yu and Hui Ying were surprised.
After a short period of time, they no longer paid any attention towards the man as they continued to walk past the scene towards a table in the same corner as the trio observing them.
The bald man, seeing them ignore him, was so upset his face started to change color. He changed his target of aggression directly towards these infringers.
"You dirty beggars dare to ignore me! Die!" He lunged forward with all his might to break them to pieces with his palms moving like a blur as his essence power skyrocketed, reaching the early stages of 9 Tier Body Training realm.
Feeling the energy rushing towards them, Feng Yu frowned. His face instantly became several degrees colder as he raised his hand towards the approaching bald guy's forehead with his thumb and middle finger curled together.
"GET! -LOST!!" As if the voice came from the asura himself, a dense wave of killing intent rushed towards the bald cultivator which made him falter in his movements coming to a pause before both Feng Yu and Hui Ying.
Pow! Whoosh!!
With a flick of his finger, Feng Yu sent the man soaring through the air as he was knocked back through the entrance colliding, a couple of meters away, with a distant boulder.
"Hissing......" As if well-coordinated, the observers took a deep breath as they witnessed the scene.
Following this, Hui Ying sent glances towards those lackeys seated at the large table. Upon seeing his look, the lackeys quickly scurried about soon leaving the tavern and the messy desk.
Hui Ying mocked "Hmph! A bunch of trash seeking nothing but trouble."
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