Free Web NovelChapter 2167: Chapter 2203: No More Chances
Zhao Xiner and Tian Qianlian also felt something was amiss. The two glanced at each other, and a mysterious Black Wolf Demon’s shadow flashed on Tian Qianlian’s forehead, a legacy of the Legacy Warrior.
The claws of the Demon Wolf shadow swept through the black vines, tearing them apart. Tian Qianlian stood up and controlled the fierce Demon Wolf shadow to swirl around everyone, breaking the vines on Zhao Xiner and Tian Zhiqing.
The vines on Ding Fan were already bitten off by Sirius. Herr Ningshuang gritted her teeth and stood up. Ding Fan wanted to stand up but had no strength whatsoever and couldn’t stand up. Although Herr Ningshuang had given him High Level Healing Medicine, and the Beast Bone Pendant was enhancing the medicine’s effect, he still couldn’t recover quickly.
"Go~"
Tian Qianlian made a move, controlling the Demon Wolf shadow to soar into the sky, pouncing towards Zhong Wugu.
Zhao Xiner slightly furrowed her brows but did not voice any opposition. She understood that Zhong Wugu was definitely controlled by some demon now, and if he could not be controlled or killed, everyone here would die.
"Hmm!"
The shadow of the Demon Wolf flew at Zhong Wugu, whose face showed a disdainful expression. Suddenly, black mist surged from his body, forming a fierce ghostly shadow that charged at the shadow of the Black Wolf Demon, engulfing it immediately.
"Puff."
Tian Qianlian spat out a mouthful of blood, her body fell heavily to the ground, once again passing out. The Black Wolf shadow became very small, regrouping into a small beast and returning to Tian Qianlian’s forehead, but it appeared dim and subdued, clearly no match for the ghost on Zhong Wugu’s body.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Zhong Wugu exerted force in his hand, slowly drawing the Treasured Sword from the black ancient coffin. As the sword was drawn inch by inch, the murderous aura on it became heavier, making everyone below feel suffocated.
"Ha!"
Tian Zhiqing’s body leaped up, grabbing the Mysterious Iron Chain and swiftly climbing towards the black ancient coffin. However, he was still far from the coffin and was noticed by Zhong Wugu, who waved his hand, causing the black mist around him to form a large black face, crashing down heavily on Tian Zhiqing’s body.
"Bang!"
Tian Zhiqing spit out blood and flew backward, knocked unconscious, unable to withstand even a single blow from Zhong Wugu, who was now at a higher level in the Third Level of the Divine Realm.
Zhao Xiner’s forehead glowed with a small flower imprint, and many colorful petals flew into the sky, attacking Zhong Wugu.
"Hmm!"
Zhong Wugu snorted coldly, once again condensing a ghost face to enshroud the petals.
The once colorful petals instantly lost their color. Zhao Xiner’s face turned very pale, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood, her body swayed violently, and her soft body fell to the ground, again entwined by the black vines!
"It’s over!"
Herr Ningshuang looked at the Divine Weapon being slowly pulled out by Zhong Wugu, looked at the ghostly Zhong Wugu, and felt powerless. At this moment, the murderous aura was so heavy she couldn’t move her feet, powerless to escape even if she wanted to.
Zhong Wugu’s power shouldn’t be this strong. In a one-on-one battle, Herr Ningshuang was confident in defeating him, but at this moment, Zhong Wugu made her feel like he was the Demon God, invincible even to a master at the Fourth Level of the Divine Realm.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
Seeing the Divine Weapon being slowly drawn out, once fully drawn, everyone here would die, Ding Fan understood well. But now he was seriously injured, and even at full strength, he wasn’t a match for Zhong Wugu.
"No way"
Ding Fan noticed Sirius gnawing at the black vines nearby, his eyes turned to the four Mysterious Iron Chains, and he shouted to Sirius, "Sirius, bite through all the Mysterious Iron Chains."
Sirius unhesitatingly followed Ding Fan’s command, turning into a blur of shadows and flew away, opening its mouth to gnaw on one of the cold Mysterious Iron Chains.
"How is this possible?"
The sight left Herr Ningshuang shocked; the Mysterious Iron Chain that pulled the ancient coffin was half bitten through by Sirius.
Since the Night Wolf Emperor used a gigantic Mysterious Iron Chain to tether his coffin, the material was sure to be special, and even a normal Divine Artifact might not scratch it. Yet, Sirius bit it through in one bite. What kind of spiritual beast is Sirius?
"Got it!"
Herr Ningshuang understood Ding Fan’s plan. The coffin was suspended in the air, and if it weren’t for the Mysterious Iron Chains, it would fly away. As long as the four chains were severed, the black coffin would surely fly away, taking Zhong Wugu with it if he couldn’t extract the Divine Sword. If that happened, everyone would be much safer.
"Hmm?"
Zhong Wugu noticed this and suddenly roared in anger, gathering the black mist into ghost faces to attack Sirius, while gripping the Divine Sword with one hand, trying to speed up the extraction.
"Sirius, dodge!"
Ding Fan roared but inadvertently touched his wound and couldn’t help but clutch his wound and groan in pain.
Sirius turned into a streak of light, flew to another Mysterious Iron Chain, and continued chewing on it.
"Die!"
Zhong Wugu howled, his voice hoarse with an aged tone, unlike his original voice.
He tightly gripped the Divine Sword with one hand, while the other continuously emitted black mist forming ghost faces to attack Sirius. However, Sirius was fast and agile, leaping onto another iron chain when the ghost face attacked, dodging Zhong Wugu’s assaults with ease.
"Bang~"
A massive chain was bitten through, causing the ancient coffin to shake violently. Ding Fan could only grip the Divine Sword with his two hands; otherwise, his body would be thrown off.
"Sirius, move quickly!"
Ding Fan shouted loudly at Sirius, who dashed like lightning toward another Mysterious Iron Chain, snapping it with a few bites. The ancient coffin shook even more this time, nearly causing Ding Fan to fall several times. His eyes were filled with blood-red rage. Black mist continuously formed ghostly faces in his hands, attacking Sirius, but Sirius was too quick, unable to be hit.
"Boom!"
Another Mysterious Iron Chain broke, and the black ancient coffin indeed rose toward the sky, standing upright. Ding Fan, single-handedly holding onto the Divine Sword, dangled his entire body from it.
"Whoosh!"
Sirius’ body shimmered, transforming into a dark light that rushed toward the last Mysterious Iron Chain. Ding Fan’s throat rasped, "Stop, if the Great Emperor’s coffin flies away, you won’t get the treasures inside. The real treasures are within the coffin, and if you listen to me, you’ll get all of them."
The voice was old and raspy, fading completely. Herr Ningshuang hesitated, looking at Ding Fan.
But Ding Fan seemed to ignore his words entirely. It’s clear this wasn’t Ding Fan speaking, negotiating with a demon was akin to courting death.
Sirius did not receive the command to stop from Ding Fan and continued biting the last Mysterious Iron Chain. The black ancient coffin emitted a dazzling light, causing the mountain peak to tremble violently and soar skyward.
"Damn it, you’ve ruined my grand scheme, you all must die, go kill them!"
Hanging from the Divine Sword, Ding Fan roared, green light flashed over him, surging from his arm into the Divine Sword. Then, Ding Fan’s hand loosened as his body toppled toward the ground.
"Die, die!"
Fallen onto the ground, Ding Fan stood up and roared toward the sky, his voice no longer aged but unmistakably Ding Fan’s.
His eyes were blood-red, resembling a ferocious ghost, with his murderous intent rolling toward everyone like a ravenous beast ready to tear everyone apart!
The black ancient coffin soared high, shrinking into a small black dot that disappeared above the sky.
Ding Fan remained on the ground, empty-handed, charging forward while emitting an oppressive murderous aura.
"Sirius!"
At the brink of life and death, Ding Fan roared, Sirius lunging forward, biting through the black vines entwining Herr Ningshuang.
Having broken free, Herr Ningshuang didn’t have time to rejoice before the small moon on her forehead appeared, and she charged at Ding Fan, gritting her teeth!
Tian Qianlian fainted, Tian Zhiqing was severely injured, Zhao Xiner wasn’t in a light condition either, only able to sit paralyzed on the ground. Only Herr Ningshuang, lightly wounded, could stand against Ding Fan’s murderous intent.
Herr Ningshuang had consumed a healing holy medicine earlier, stopping the bleeding from her head wound, but her face remained deathly pale. A black Battle Saber appeared in her hand, while the small moon orbited her body as she prepared for a life-or-death battle against Ding Fan.
"Hmph!"
Ding Fan snorted coldly, and black mist suddenly emerged from his body, forming ghostly faces that surrounded his body, seemingly protecting him.
Ding Fan rushed forward, picked up his fallen Iron Rod, and swung it at Herr Ningshuang.
"Hah!"
Herr Ningshuang cried out, the Battle Saber in her hand transformed into slices of blade light, weaving into an elaborate light curtain resembling a blade wall, clearly showcasing a formidable Martial Skills. freēwēbnovel.com
"Go die!"
Ding Fan roared, the ghostly faces formed by the black mist relentlessly attacking Herr Ningshuang effortlessly breached the blade wall, striking her body. Almost simultaneously, Herr Ningshuang’s small moon silently sliced toward Ding Fan’s thigh.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud sounded, Herr Ningshuang spat blood, her body flying backward, while Ding Fan also roared, knocking back. Herr Ningshuang’s small moon hadn’t severed his thigh but instead imprinted a shocking scar.
"This is bad now!"
Given the situation, Ding Fan seemed to have returned but transformed into the demon’s puppet under its command with new powers. Among the present individuals, none seemed capable of being his match anymore.
"What should we do about this?"
Facing life and death, Ding Fan remained exceptionally calm, his mind swiftly reviewing a dozen thoughts as if watching a movie, yet he dismissed each one. He didn’t want to die, but if he couldn’t kill Ding Fan, everyone would perish today.
In the end, a solution dawned on him, evident in his resolute and decisive gaze. His Space Ring shimmered, producing a tiny transparent Jade Bottle in his hand, containing a drop of original blood essence exuding immense pressure.
This was the original blood essence he had acquired at an auction!
At this moment, Ding Fan resolved to risk everything, forced to unleash the original blood essence. It was Ding Fan’s ultimate hope, invigorating his blood and sending signals to the Wolf’s Legacy on his back, indicating its potent aid.
Nonetheless, the origins of this blood were unclear, as were the potential side effects. Ding Fan dared not use it for fear that it might cause him to explode, but now, in such desperation, he had no other choice.
