Novel Full Chapter 1167 - The Aftermath
Chapter 1167 – The Aftermath
The Tailor took a deep breath, then calmed himself down completely. “I truly cannot grasp why you insist on opposing me time and time again.”
He meant it, too.
Last time, when his Dao Clone fled the Wilds, this spearwoman intercepted and killed it.
Even more terrifying was that she somehow divined the hiding place of his true body and appeared right in front of him.
If he hadn’t been just one step ahead of her, he couldn’t have avoided a grand battle!
These experiences made the Tailor keenly aware of how terrifying the spearwoman was, and his heart was full of dread.
But he would never have guessed that she’d appear again when he targeted the Temple Master, much less that she’d target him!
Even the Tailor couldn’t help but feel dejected.
Over the years, he’d been like the hidden sovereign of the stars, the man behind the curtain. When it came to scheming, no one else could compare. Countless peak orthodoxies viewed him with the utmost dread!
But this was his first time encountering such an unreasonable woman!
All of his startling shrewdness and cunning felt completely useless.
There was nothing for it. She appeared out of nowhere, like a ghost, and attacked at the drop of a hat. She was domineering, and not at all amenable to reason!
None of his schemes and abilities were of any use here!
“Why?” said the spearwoman. “Simple. I don’t like the look of you!”
“???”
What kind of bullshit reason is that?
“You’re insidious, despicable, and as cowardly as a mouse. Your cultivation is obviously rather decent, yet you delight in hiding yourself and trapping people,” the spearwoman said in a voice rife with disdain. “I can’t stand people like you!” 𝘳.𝑐ℴ
The Tailor was flabbergasted, and he felt stifled. No matter how ‘irredeemable’ I may be, when did I ever offend you?
You’re targeting me over something like that? Seriously?
The Tailor was extremely even-tempered and terrifyingly steady. Otherwise, he couldn’t possibly spend all his time hiding behind the curtain and walking through the darkness.
But now, he really was furious. He would never have guessed that such an unreasonable, arrogant, aggressive woman existed in this world!
“And on top of all that, last time, you lied to me!” Here, the Spearwoman’s eyes blazed with murderous intent. “And I hate nothing more than being taken for a fool!”
She raised her spear and was just about to attack.
“Wait!” The Tailor hurriedly cried out. “When did I lie to you?”
When she saw that he wanted to argue, she said slowly and clearly, “Had you admitted fault, I might have just let you off with a good beating, but now? I’ve decided to run you through!”
Boom!
The surrounding space was thrown into disarray as she stepped forth and charged.
“Hah!” The Tailor’s hand pressed the air, and a divine mountain bore down. The violent, explosive power of his Laws made the divine mountain so powerful that it threatened to collapse this entire molten world.
Bang!!!
The spear passed right through it as if it were made of paper. The spearwoman seemed unstoppable, and a moment later, she was right in front of him.
The Tailor couldn’t help but gasp. This woman… Where the hell did she come from? Isn’t she a bit too pervertedly strong?
He had no time to give the matter any further thought. He disappeared into thin air, reappearing a moment later somewhere extremely far away.
But this only made the spearwoman even angrier. “How dare you hide from me?”
The Tailor practically went mad with anger. What, was I supposed to just stand there and let you kill me, you madwoman!?
Boom!
How could the spearwoman possibly concern herself with all that? She took a step, swinging her spear as if it were a dragon.
The entire molten world instantly split into pieces. Its skies collapsed, and the violent, explosive power of its Laws poured down like the waters of the river of heaven, preventing the Tailor from hiding any longer.
And the spearwoman was already swinging her spear and attacking again.
“Go!” The Tailor looked more solemn than ever before as a flying knife mottled with rust shot out of his sleeve.
Clang!!!
The resulting impact shook heaven and earth.
The entire stretch of stars swayed violently, and some of the stars even looked as if they were about to fall.
The Tailor was flung ruthlessly back. His face paled, and he couldn’t help but cough up a mouthful of blood.
He was visibly flabbergasted. Don’t tell me this woman has really surpassed the bounds of the Path of Heaven’s Ascension, reached the heavens, and become an immortal?
If not, why is she so terrifying?
But the spearwoman didn’t give the Tailor any time to think. Her spear was thrusting toward him once more.
That tyrannical power made the Tailor’s hair stand on end. If her spear pierced him, it was sure to dissipate his soul!
He dared not hesitate any further. A strange black light burst in the depths of his gaze, and his voice boomed like spring thunder. “Suppress!”
Clang!
A strange, shrill whistle rang out.
That silver needle nestled between his hair suddenly streaked through the air. A rain of misty talisman markings appeared around it.
The rain of talisman markings seemed ethereal, but shockingly, it was incomparably powerful. It didn’t just block the spearwoman’s attack; it even forced her to take several steps back.
“Eh? A treasure left over from the Epoch of Magic?” the spearwoman exclaimed.
But the Tailor was even more surprised than her. He couldn’t even imagine how his greatest trump card had failed to even scratch her!
He’d once relied on that very trump card to escape the Temple Master with his life!
“No matter who you are, I’ll remember this!”
Before the Tailor’s hate-filled voice had even finished echoing through the air, that silver needle revolved around him. Talisman markings surged forth, and both the Tailor and his needle disappeared into thin air.
“Hmph!” The Spearwoman’s eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she suddenly flung her spear with all her might.
Boom!
Deep within the endless void, an explosion rang out, shaking the surrounding area so hard that even the stars swayed.
The Tailor’s agonized roar followed immediately after, only to come to an abrupt halt a moment later.
“It’s a pity. I left a new hole in his body, but it wasn’t lethal.” The spearwoman seemed a bit regretful as she raised her hand and beckoned.
Clang!
That simple, dark spear returned from that distant stretch of space and landed in her outstretched palm.
“But that old-timer’s origins are a bit fishy. He actually had a treasure connected to the Epoch of Magic. Don’t tell me that he isn’t from this era either?” the spearwoman muttered to herself.
A moment later, she shook her head. “Impossible. The Contract of the Gods means that bygone ages have forever been relegated to the past, and that old man’s cultivation is nowhere near enough to break the barriers between the epochs.”
“Should the chance arise, I’ll give the old codger a good pummeling. Perhaps then I can learn the truth.” The spearwoman made herself a mental checklist, then decided to head back to the Wilds and defeat that Su Xuanjun person before she did anything else.
She could go looking for the Tailor and uncover the truth of his origins afterward.
……
The entrance to the Wilds’ foremost forbidden ground, the Graveyard of Fallen Immortals.
“You two are already surrounded.” A burst of laughter rang out.
Jing Xing and Wang Que abruptly stopped in their tracks and looked around, watching as one figure after another appeared out of nowhere and shot toward them from all sides.
Their leader was a man in long golden robes. He carried a jade fan, and he had an elegant, unrestrained bearing.
Jing Xing and Wang Que’s hearts sank as they realized their predicament.
“I urge you not to struggle. Just be good and come with us,” said the golden man with a hint of pride. “If this comes down to a fight, I guarantee you won’t be able to bear your punishment.”
As he spoke, he and his subordinates surrounded Wang Que and Jing Xing, drawing closer and closer.
Jing Xing and Wang Que looked at each other, then charged toward the entrance of the Graveyard of Fallen Immortals.
“You’re nothing but caged beasts, but you’re still fighting. Tragic.” The golden-robed man shook his head slightly.
Boom!
The experts accompanying him attacked with full force.
The sheer extent of the power they unleashed proved that they were all in the Imperial Apex Realm!
When Jing Xing realized this, he shattered the Undying Talisman without hesitation.
Weng!
The power of a strange and mysterious Law surged forth, manifesting a glittering, golden divine ring.
The ring flowed with revolving, undying Dao Light in an eternal cycle, one without beginning or end.
A heaven-shaking impact rang out.
When the Imperial Apex cultivators’ abilities struck the radiant golden ring, they dissipated. They couldn’t shake the ring in the slightest!
“Hm?” “What’s that?”
All of them were bewildered.
Jing Xing and Wang Que couldn’t help but feel stunned too. What a strange and wondrous talisman!
“Ee? What’s your connection to Fellow Daoist Su?” A crisp, feminine voice rang out as a graceful figure suddenly appeared reflected in the center of the golden ring.
She was dressed in rainbow raiment, with picture-perfect features and the symbol of a golden silkworm devouring its tail on her forehead.
This was none other than A’Cai!
When the man in golden robes saw this, his pupils abruptly constricted. A World King’s imprint of will!
“I won’t hide it from you, Senior. Su Yi is our master.” Jing Xing bowed solemnly to her.
“Oh,” said A’Cai. She instantly understood.
She gazed at the golden-robed man and his companions and laughed, “How do you wish to die?”
The golden-robed man’s heart quivered, and he clasped his fist. “We’re from the Studio of the Heart…”
But A’Cai interrupted him mid-sentence. “I know that. I’m asking you how you wish to die.”
She looked like a teenage girl. Her face was beautiful both when she frowned and when she smiled, and her crisp voice was pleasing to the ear.
But her words made all of them shudder! The golden-robed man and his companions looked at each other, then attacked with everything they had.
Boom!
All of them unleashed their supreme secret arts and treasures, which blanketed the sky and blasted toward A’Cai.
But the moment they unleashed their attacks, they retreated explosively away. They obviously planned to flee.
A’Cai raised her hand and beckoned.
That perfectly cyclical, undying golden ring revolved, effortlessly crushing their attacks and treasures into nothingness.
A rain of light scattered, and A’Cai disappeared into thin air.
Whap!
Tens of thousands of feet away, a crystalline, snow-white hand reached out and gently pressed down on the golden-robed man’s head.
The golden-robed man shuddered from head to toe and caught ablaze as if he were made of paper. A moment later, his corpse thudded to the ground, disintegrated into ash, and dissipated.
Jing Xing and Wang Que watched as A’Cai’s graceful, slender figure appeared and disappeared, as if teleporting to each of the fleeing Imperial Apex cultivators’ sides. With every palm strike, an opponent exploded with a bang, leaving nothing but ash behind.
Her movements were casual and understated, as if this were no more difficult than taking something out of her pocket!
Before Jing Xing and Wang Que recovered from their daze, A’Cai returned, appearing in a flash. She laughed, “Problem solved!”
Only then did Jing Xing and Wang Que gasp as if recovering from a dream.
She cut Imperial Apex Emperors down like a scythe through grass!
This seemingly young, delicate, moving beauty was actually an utterly terrifying existence!
It was only then that the two of them understood on a visceral level just how precious the Undying Talisman their master had given them really was!