Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Numerous Void Jellyfish floated on the black plains like countless moving purple lamp posts illuminating long stretches of the plains.
Garen weaved his way past the jellyfish, quickly approaching near the little house constructed by a group assigned by Scarlet Snow Sect.
Glancing at the little house from afar, he saw that the group leader, the Energy Machinist and Great Supervisor Jedi, was currently standing on the second-floor balcony leisurely. He was holding a glass of alcohol and sipping it slowly, a woman stood beside him and both of them seemed to be whispering about something.
Not wanting to disturb the group leader, Garen detoured around the side instead so that he would not alert them before continuing on his way hurriedly.
However, before he could go further, he saw a corpse that was about to rot on the ground.
“It’s Barphil!” Garen was slightly shocked. Wasn’t Barphil in the same convoy as Voss? Why did she die here alone?
Both Garen and Barphil were new Three Hearted Disciples under the Great Elders. It was a huge blow to Scarlet Snow Sect for Barphil to die here. There was already a lack of good standard candidates to become Three Hearted Disciples. After the death of Ron and Barlow and the new recruits, March and Barphil, a large chunk of this term’s Three Hearted forces had collapsed instantly.
Garen had merely allowed the thoughts to flash through his mind before he investigated the corpse quickly.
It seemed as though she had been ambushed by someone with a knife to the back. Barphil’s eyes were still wide open as if she had never anticipated the thought of being stabbed to death.
The Space Equipment that she carried with her had also disappeared while all of her valuable items were gone.
“Could it have been Voss?”
The thought flashed through Garen’s mind as he stood up.
“No matter who it was, it’s more important me to get to the Space-Time Print first!”
He took out the key and looked at the tiny silver dots of stars on it. The densely-packed stars had faintly lit up with silver light, an indication that the Space-Time Print was not far away anymore.
He continued rushing forward on his journey.
After passing through a dark stretch of short hills, Garen stood on the hilltop and immediately saw the gigantic Space-Time Print that was rotating slowly in the distance far away.
It was an unimaginably huge and amazingly colorful vortex. It resembled a gigantic nebula filled with the light of countless stars, making it seem like a real galaxy.
In the center of the nebula, there was a strange and incomparably dark black hole. The gravitational forces that seemed to be produced by the black hole were drawing the key in Garen’s hand closer to it and pulling it there continuously.
Garen took a deep breath before compelling his gaze to shift away from the Space-Time Print to observe the surroundings instead.
What he saw scared him immediately.
Scarlet Snow Sect’s Lonray as well as some members of Dragon Eye Sect and Nine Owl Sect were all standing together. They had formed a group and were currently located at the left side of the Space-Time Print.
Meanwhile, two people comprising of a man and a woman were standing by themselves on the right side. Both of them had purposely kept a safe distance from each other while staying alert.
Both of them looked unbridled and did not have any intentions of being discreet and hiding their silhouettes.
The man had pale skin, and he wore a set of white armor. There was a pointed, white metal ornament on his chin, resembling a beard that was hanging down the front of his chest.
He had twisted, screw-like sharp fingernails, making him look hideously horrifying.
The woman wore a red beret and had delicate and extremely beautiful and perfect features. You could tell from her unnatural look that she had done extensive plastic surgery.
“Poisonous Wood Demon, why haven’t you gone in despite obtaining the key already? This Space-Time Print only has the lifespan of one year and there are only less than two months left now. Time waits for no man,” said the woman in the beret seductively.
“Would I dare to go in beforehand if your Intelligence Star had yet to enter first?” The man with the sharp fingernails smiled eerily and replied.
The woman gave a charming giggle.
“None of the elders from the sect are here. The Raging Eye said before it entered the vortex, that it would kill anyone who enters and disturbs its consciousness, and we should not blame it if there is bloodshed from its killing sprees. Judging from this, it seems like you’re afraid too, Wood Demon.”
“The only ones near here are Blue Frost Sect and my Cypress Sect as well as a few fellows from Nine Owl and Dragon Eye. We couldn’t even become an opponent of the monster even if we formed an alliance. Don’t tell me you’re not afraid?” Wood Demon sneered.
“Hey, another fellow from Scarlet Snow Sect has arrived.” The woman in the beret suddenly noticed Garen approaching them slowly. “The few others who arrived from Scarlet Snow weren’t that amazing this time. I’ve heard that your Carthage broke through the grade at the seclusion? That’s good. Once he enters the Inherited Level quickly and couples that with his grade-skipping killing powers, it will be even more fun then, hehe.”
Garen glanced at the both of them. His opponent’s qi was concealed deeply. He could not judge how powerful they were and could only increase his vigilance at heart.
He did not have such strong power-concealing techniques; even if he were to manage to do so, some breath will still be emitted. However, it does not matter whether or not if conceal his breath as his means of carrying things out cannot generally be interpreted on the surface.
He walked to an area that was nearby the Space-Time Print slowly and looked at the unimaginably huge vortex that was erected within the ground of the plains. Stretches of low hills circled its surroundings and centered it in the middle like a little dent in the ground.
“Garen!” Within the newly formed group of Nine Owl, Dragon Eye, and Scarlet Snow, Lonray called out loudly to him before switching to use telepathy immediately.
“Be careful, that woman is a powerhouse from Blue Frost Sect and has achieved at least Resonance or higher! A strange monster just entered, come join us so we can protect ourselves as a group!”
“What about Voss?” asked Garen. “I saw Barphil’s corpse along the way.” His eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
“Barphil’s corpse?!” Apparently, Lonray was not aware of the situation. The expression on his face changed slightly. “I saw him and Barphil returning together earlier. I’m not sure of the situation.”
“Doesn’t Great Supervisor Jedi care?” Garen narrowed his eyes.
“Jedi would never care! When we were being oppressed earlier, and if the senior brothers and sisters from Dragon Eye and Nine Owl had not helped…” Lonray’s face became crestfallen and he gritted his teeth slightly. “The Great Supervisor is a coward, he was immediately afraid when he saw the other group leader! He let them manage us as they pleased! He’s probably off drinking and having fun with the other group leader now!”
Garen’s expression became slightly colder.
He glanced at the members of Dragon Eye and Nine Owl again. Although the other parties did not give him any respectful looks, both man and woman who were leading the group still gave him a nod of acknowledgment.
“Junior Brother, our group needs to stand together when resisting foreign enemies. This has been a rule all this while. Despite the gratitude, grudges, or revengeful killings our province may have experienced, we still remain as a united body here,” said the woman in a light yellow outfit who resembled a Great Senior Sister.
Garen noticed the blue butterfly in her black hair and immediately thought of Dragon Eye Sect’s strong, high ranking female powerhouse named Golden Butterfly.
He had not noticed the other party’s real name when he was looking at the information. Therefore, he merely cupped his hands and returned the greeting to indicate his gratitude. He was about to open his mouth and speak when suddenly, a sharp whistle rang out behind him.
An extremely familiar Energy Field surged towards him from a distance abruptly.
Garen’s expression changed rapidly, he opened his mouth and spat out Scarlet Mist behind him to block it.
Clang clang clang clang! Clang!
All four shrouds of Scarlet Mist were struck and sent flying. The fifth shroud of Scarlet Mist that appeared suddenly was shot out instantly to block the invisible, violent air current behind Garen’s back.
The last shroud suppressed and canceled out the tremendous and terrifying pressure.
These five shrouds of Scarlet Mist meant that Garen had finally stabilized his Scarlet Snow Technique at Grade Ten. However, he had no time to celebrate now.
He sighed dully and felt needle-like pricks within his body. Without being overly concerned, his figure leaped swiftly before charging into the vortex of the Space-Time Print directly. The space within the Space-Time Print is independent, and nobody would be able to attack him there, best to enter it first and think about it later. At least he would be completely safe inside!
“Trying to escape?! You stay here!” A thunderous noise echoed from a distance behind him. It was the voice of Blue Pole Star who was fleeing from danger!
“This is an order from Blue Frost Sect! I command you to stop him!!”
The woman in the beret’s pupils shrunk slightly. When she heard the voice of her senior brother, she gritted her teeth and leaped into the air to chase after Garen, who was running away hurriedly.
“Spirit Tactic: Freezing!”
Both of her hands stretched out towards Garen to seize him while icy chills swept across their surroundings in an attempt to freeze him.
Simultaneously, numerous silhouettes of Blue Frost Sect members glimmered in mid-air and lunged towards Garen. Another figure appeared with both of his hands crossed in front of his chest. He did not do anything.
“Junior Sister, aren’t you going to do anything? This is an order from Second Senior Brother,” he laughed quietly.
“So many people are handling it at the same time. I think it should be enough by now,” sounded a female voice from the void beside him.
At this moment, a revolving red light vibrated and burst in mid-air.
The five shrouds of Scarlet Mist in front of Garen had rapidly rotated and formed a red chain, hissing terrifyingly and whistling sharply as they sliced through the icy chills around him. He continued rushing towards the Space-Time Print without decreasing his speed at all.
The woman in the beret appeared in front of him and blocked his path.
“Little guy, your skills are pretty strong. It’s unfortunate that you offended…”
“Get lost!!”
The red chains beside Garen’s body turned into a ring of red light that erupted violently. They collided the woman instantly.
Bang!!!
“Not good! Save her!” When both of the people who had not attacked earlier saw this, their expressions changed instantly. They voiced out and tried frantically to help but it was already too late then.
The woman in the beret let out a painful moan before the Resonating Full-Moon Level strength surrounding her body shook and was smashed into pieces at once. Her entire body resembled a cannonball that came crashing downwards suddenly. Making a crashing noise hitting the ground, a large cylindrical hole appeared on her chest.
She was stunned, not comprehending what and why. To think that she would just…
“Get him!”
The man who had his arms crossed in front of his chest leaped into the sky and used the Spirit Tactic called ‘Freezing’ as well. He reached his hand out and pointed.
The tremendous chills were much stronger than earlier. They froze the surrounding air around Garen completely.
“Spirit Power!” Another woman placed her palms together and lunged straight down to Garen directly. Faint shrouds of blue smoke escaped the tips of her palms.
“Demon’s Blade!” The red ring of light beside Garen exploded violently again before solidifying into a fearsome large sword that pierced forward suddenly. “Break!!”
The blade cut through the frozen air immediately and moved right beside the man’s head without any obstructions. It seemed as though the only thing that was blocking the blade was a block of soft butter for cakes.
“Spirit Power: Resonance!” The man released his full force as a thin sheen of sweat covered his forehead. He gathered the skills of his entire body in a single point in his hand before pressing it in front gently.
Tch!
There were no obstructions at all.
Garen burst out of the circle that was formed by both people, as he sliced through the man’s body he also simultaneously dodged the attack aimed at his head. The red ring that was formed by the Scarlet Mist seemed invincible. It spread out from the side and cut through the defensive Energy Field above the woman immediately. It sliced off one of her arms and the bloody severed limb fell on the ground.
Plop.
The severed arm rolled a few times before stopping in front of the members of Nine Owl and Dragon Eye.
The group of people gulped.
“Are you sure that’s Scarlet Snow Sect’s Scarlet Snow Technique…not Dragon Light Sect’s Red Dragon Breath?!” Dragon Light Senior Sister Golden Butterfly felt as if the hairs on her entire body were standing on end slightly while she stared at the broken limb on the ground.
His damn powers were even stronger than her full force!! A Level Five fellow who had yet to enter Resonance could apparently use the Scarlet Snow Technique to this powerful degree.
“Are you sure that this act is still part of the Scarlet Snow Technique?” Golden Butterfly was shaken to the point that she was completely speechless.
From the moment when Garen started getting down to business, she could already feel her nerves getting stimulated endlessly. The woman in the beret with whom she had been clashing with for half a day was killed instantly before a few people who were stronger than each other appeared after that. Each of them had achieved Resonating Full-Moon Levels.
However, Garen seemed to slice them up like vegetables.
