Chapter 443 - 267: Aftermath

Chapter 443: Chapter 267: Aftermath

"Going too far?!"

"I am an Extraordinary Being from an ancient race, one who possesses essence! How dare you humiliate me like this! Even if I die today, I swear I’ll drag one of you to Hell with me!"

Enraged by Tong Yinyin’s words, Chi Yu’s body, though on the verge of collapse, suddenly straightened as he roared.

It wasn’t just Tong Yinyin’s words that insulted him; it was his own inability to accept defeat. He had never imagined he would die here, and in such an unceremonious way. He still had so many techniques left unused, only to be reduced to this state by two strikes from Li Ye’s Cyan Cloud Sword Array. He couldn’t help but be enraged.

"Die!!!"

Chi Yu let out a furious roar. He knew perfectly well who was strong and who was weak among the three before him. Killing Li Ye or Su Xing was impossible. Only Tong Yinyin, who lacked any essence, could be killed. A direct hit from him would undoubtedly send her to the Yellow Springs.

With his roar, a fissure split the air beside his head. It appeared too fast for anyone to react. Two jet-black staves materialized within—the very weapons he had used against Su Xing at Dragon Gate. They shot out from the spatial fissure, streaking straight toward Tong Yinyin.

"Watch out!"

Su Xing shouted. He vaulted forward, instantly placing himself alone in the path of the two incoming staves. At the same time, he aimed a kick at the head on the ground.

CRACK!

The staves shattered on impact with his sword. But a numbing jolt shot up Su Xing’s arm, knocking the Black Sword from his grasp. He couldn’t help but think in alarm:

’His strength has increased significantly.’

But Su Xing had ultimately won the exchange. His kick never faltered, and in that same instant, it connected, blowing Chi Yu’s head apart. A spray of gore filled the air, and the thick stench of blood permeated the night over the Cyan Cloud Sect.

At the same time, the system interface flashed before Su Xing’s eyes.

’So, killing members of these ancient races also yields Sword Dao Points. Celestial Beings are just one of the ancient races, after all. Perhaps their energy is easier for other Extraordinary Beings to absorb. Of course, with my system, I don’t have such limitations.’

As Su Xing watched the system tally his rewards, the thought of finally allocating his long-awaited points brought a smile to his face. But the smile vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

"The Yellow Springs Ghost Gate is open. Since you acted the part of a reaper, why linger in the mortal realm? Better to return to the Nine Netherworld below and apologize to those you’ve harmed."

Tong Yinyin said calmly.

"Fellow Daoist Su, are you injured?"

Li Ye gazed at the bloody scene, suppressing the painful backlash from his own technique. He walked over to Su Xing’s side and asked with concern.

Not long ago, they had been enemies from opposing factions. Now, they were comrades who had weathered peril together. Fate was always so unpredictable.

"I’m fine..."

Suddenly, Su Xing’s strength gave out, and he collapsed to his knees. The essence cloaking his body began to dissipate as the side effects of Two Broken Swords took hold. He managed to say,

"I never expected... He was just a head, but he could still launch a final, desperate attack. Miss Tong, are you all right?"

"That’s right. The blood that flows in the veins of the ancient races is different. Strictly speaking, they’re no longer the same kind of beings as us. It’s not surprising they possess such vitality."

Li Ye said, his tone equally grave. If Su Xing hadn’t reacted so quickly, Tong Yinyin might have died right then and there. Even thinking back on it now, Li Ye found it to be a terrifyingly close call.

"Yeah..."

Su Xing nodded. "It seems they were holding back a lot at Dragon Gate. We’re lucky that you’re so powerful, Fellow Daoist Li."

"The Extraordinary Beings of Jile Valley are notoriously mysterious in the Extraordinary Realm. And Chi Yu was one of the ancient races. It’s only natural that he was difficult to deal with."

Just then, Ling Zhongxing slowly approached and said.

"Mm... Well, at least we killed him. Fellow Daoist Li, this means the two of you have completed your objective."

Taking a sharp breath, Su Xing pushed himself to his feet and offered a cupped-fist salute. He noted that after the experience with Three Broken Swords, his tolerance for this kind of pain had increased significantly; at least he wouldn’t just pass out anymore.

"Is it finally over..."

Tong Yinyin murmured, her gaze distant and full of reminiscence. With deep regret, she said:

"But the past... can never be brought back."

"At least the innocent victims can now rest in peace."

Li Ye said with a sigh of relief. While he was also suffering from powerful side effects, the source of his essence was a contingency left to him by the Cyan Cloud Sword Immortal. The backlash wasn’t nearly as severe as Su Xing’s, so after a short rest, the effects were no longer as obvious.

"Zhongxing, I’ll leave it to you to explain things to the Cyan Cloud Sect."

Li Ye said, looking at Ling Zhongxing.

"Don’t worry, I’ve been prepared for this for a long time. With so many witnesses here today, all past grievances between the Cyan Cloud Sect and you will be wiped clean."

Ling Zhongxing said earnestly.

"But this action is tantamount to betraying the Cyan Cloud Sect," Li Ye said, shaking his head. "I’m afraid you’ll lose all support within the sect. Even the Qi Sect probably won’t back you anymore."

"Once I’ve handled things here, maybe I’ll retire to the countryside, or perhaps I’ll just wander the mountain forests. Either is fine. I’ve never been one to worry about such matters."