Chapter 821 - 435: West State Boss, the Unclear Purple Dragon Climb!

Chapter 821: Chapter 435: West State Boss, the Unclear Purple Dragon Climb!

"Here they come... here they come..."

"They’re here!"

"Go!"

...

In the Buddhist Temple courtyard, under a sky of bloody rain.

Huang Sitong took a step, about to keep speedrunning the map, when she saw the Immortal Beast ahead suddenly freeze mid-movement.

Swish!

The Treasure-Seeking Rat leapt back into her arms and landed on her shoulder.

"It’s done, the Array Map is finished."

Under Huang Sitong’s Mycelium Silk Helmet, her face instantly broke into a smile.

"Then what are we waiting for, I’ll start running first..."

Her words weren’t even finished when she heard a violent wind rise!

Whoosh...

In the howling, the wind whipped the bloody rain!

But in the wind up in midair, a trace of green was actually starting to emerge!

Immortal Grass?

She instinctively reached out her hand!

But!

Right at that moment!

The curtain of bloodrain grew even denser, blurring her vision!

The pools of blood on the ground reversed and flowed back toward her, gathering beside her, lifting up blood-colored waves!

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

With the sound of cleaving air, one figure after another flew in over the walls, from the rooftops, charging from all directions—not for the Immortal Grass, but straight at her!

Swish!

Swish!

Bulging, veiny hands lunged out of the rain-curtain, out of the blood-waves, grabbing from all sides—not for the Immortal Grass, but at Huang Sitong!

...

North Suburb Base, combat command room.

The Ancient Immortal saw this one frame of footage and, at breakneck speed, rattled off commentary to Wu Qingyun like a rapper stomping on a pedalboard!

"They’re hitting what the enemy must save, focusing a group attack on the Holy Land Inheritor, forcing the West State Boss to split attention so he can’t care about the Immortal Grass. In truth the strongest, fastest one has already struck for the Immortal Grass..."

...

The dense curtain of rain and flat blood-waves rolling across the ground, in all the chaos, blocked too many lines of sight, hid too many details!

The Snake Nest Kingdom Barrier, a thin flat layer on the ground, suddenly bulged up in that confusion!

Inside the bulge, a gaunt man’s eyes flared with heroic light as he looked beyond the Barrier, toward that trace of green hanging in midair!

White mist surged from his left hand, his palm pressed to the boundary between dream and reality!

The fingers of the Prince Snake Elephant, separated by that boundary, tapped into his palm’s Laogong, Shaofu, and Shenmen Acupoints, adjusting his whole-body Blood Qi, speeding up his strike!

His right hand, like lightning, thrust out of the Snake Nest Kingdom and grabbed toward that trace of green in midair!

...

At Huang Sitong’s side, the Black Necklace and Overalls saw the hands lunging in and both wore expressions of sheer disdain.

The Overalls swished up onto the top of Huang Sitong’s head, front paws clasped behind its back, chin lifted, chest out, radiating the aura of a grandmaster.

The Black Necklace raised its two paws, holding up a section of Purple Earth Dragon stalk.

On that stalk, a faint white mist rose; it was Bai Mo’s fingers piercing through the boundary between dream and reality, tapping out, landing on this section of root-stalk!

Purple Earth Dragon, Primordial Immortal Qi, infusion!

Fish Leg Grass, Primordial Immortal Qi, infusion!

Great Immortal Technique, Purple Dragon Climb, activate!

Crack!

Crack!

From that one piece of root-stalk, two branches shot out in an instant, their growth so fast they even smashed through the sound barrier, ripping the sonic wall, letting out sharp explosive bangs!

One branch whipped around Huang Sitong like a lash!

The ring of enemies lunging in—none of them managed to dodge. That single whip sheared them all at the waist, bodies cut into two pieces; their organs and guts didn’t even have time to spill out before a cloud of blood mist had already detonated!

The other branch shot out like an electric bolt, pierced the rain-curtain, then split into five prongs at the tip, like a monstrous hand; with a loud "pop" it clamped onto the Prince Disciple’s hand that was reaching for the Immortal Grass.

"Huh?"

This Prince Disciple was already Sequence Six, a Master of Hundred Bones!

Yet right now he only felt a colossal force crash into his hand, overwhelming and irresistible, trying to yank him straight out of the Snake Nest Kingdom Barrier!

"No!"

With a crunch, he twisted his torso, torqued his arm, severing the trapped limb himself, his body snapping back inside the Barrier.

"I... ugh..."

He vomited a huge mouthful of black blood reeking of some strange medicine, his head spinning, the fire of life slowly guttering out.

The instant that thing clamped onto him... he was poisoned already...?

Even a Master of Hundred Bones can’t block this poison...?

He collapsed with a dull thud, and every pore on his body began oozing black blood that carried that same bizarre medicinal stench.

...

The Prince Snake Elephant’s face was iron-blue, his fat hand trembling uncontrollably!

"West State Boss?

"You... you... you..."

Bang!

He slammed a meaty palm down onto the Bronze Table, smashing it to pieces!

...

North Suburb Base, combat command center.

Everyone stared at the big screen, still dumbfounded.

"What just happened?"

"Camera frame rate’s not enough, it didn’t catch it."

Professor Zhang stared fixedly at the screen.

In his mind, the Qing Lu Ancient Immortal’s expression was frozen as well.

"This... this is Purple Dragon Climb?

"This... this... no, something’s off, really off..."

Wu Qingyun sat behind them; in her mind, the Ancient Immortal’s commentary also cut off mid-sentence, as if even he hadn’t expected the battle to end this fast.

"No, that... that wasn’t an ordinary Purple Dragon Climb..."

...

Within the dream.

The Round Stone Ancient Immortal and the King of Darkness stared at each other.

"Why do I feel like... that Purple Dragon Climb wasn’t just fast, wasn’t just strong; it even... seemed... seemed to have suction, dragging the Prince Snake Elephant’s people right up into it?

"Did you see it? Did I see wrong? Did his Purple Dragon Climb... have suckers?"

...

Great Wilderness Hill Buddhist Temple.

The bloodrain went from pouring, to a steady patter, to fine drifting threads like cowhair, then slowly ceased.

Huang Sitong could no longer see the falling blood; she could only see the blood pooled all over the ground, occasionally flicked by raindrops into perfect round ripples.

"Is it... already over?"

She looked around. She saw a ring of corpses—men and women, old and young, in all sorts of clothes—lying on their backs or sprawled facedown, all severed at the waist, forming a circle, scattered across the ground.

Further off she saw a plump white Immortal Beast snatch the green Immortal Grass out of midair, now lifting it high, happily hopping and skipping!

Its footsteps landed in the blood pools, splashing up sheets of blood!

There were even two Immortal Beasts holding the Immortal Grass, bouncing around the corpse that was spewing black blood, hopping and spinning in circles like they were dancing!

Whoosh...

A cold wind blew in, the smell still coppery and bloody.

Huang Sitong stood barefoot in the icy blood pools, her ears temporarily deaf to the sounds of this world, hearing only endless cold and solemn silence.

In her heart she couldn’t even name what she was feeling.

"So fast.

"Is it... already over?"