Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
As the Feather Wind castle evolved, the soul attack was strengthened too. Back in the battle at the Demon-slaying City, the Asmodian Lord already had a hard time enduring the Feather Wind attack. With the soul attack growing more threatening, the Asmodian Lord had a harder time to withstand it.
“Very well, Lu Li, you have really irritated me!”
The Asmodian Lord roared. The wood carving was glowing. The blood-red shield suddenly shone out with great brilliance. The Asmodian Lord was temporarily safe from the soul attack in the Feather Wind. He screamed, “Lu Li, you shall see the true power of the Originator Artifact!”
The Asmodian Lord threw the wood carving forward, it enlarged in the air and grew into a statue. The statue was radiating a red light. Soon, it began to move about like a devilish killer.
“Is that a Walking Puppet?”
Lu Li frowned. The Wicked Bead was shimmering in his hand. He was ready to enter the Wicked Bead at any time for he had captured a sense of danger in the puppet the wood carving had turned into.
“Swish~”
A hand of the wood carving waved. A blade made out of wind came into being and tore apart many rooms in the castle. The blade of wind traveled in a stunning speed and reached Lu Li in a snap.
“Hmm!”
From Lu Li’s hand, the Wicked Bead grew. The bead shielded Lu Li to protect him against the blades of wind.
“Swish, swish~”
More blades of wind came out continuously from the wood carving which was getting closer and closer to Lu Li. On second thought, he chose not to enter the Wicked Bead. Instead, he let out the patriarchs and Earth Immortal Realm soul slaves. “Attack at the puppet wood carving,” Lu Li shouted.
“Boom, boom, boom~”
Over a dozen of the Earth Immortal Realm soul slaves bombarded the incoming wood carving puppet. All of them had resorted to their Profound Meanings or Bloodline Skills.
What they found shocking was even though their strong attacks had reached the wood carving, they did not leave a mark on it. The shimmering glow over the wood carving had withstood all the attacks. Even the wood carving’s advance was not stopped.
“Alright, retreat.”
Lu Li let the Earth Immortal Realm warriors return into the Wicked Bead before they launched another round of attack. The wood carving was protected by divine energy. Earth Immortal Realm warriors would not be able to damage it. Letting them stay outside would do nothing other than quickening their steps to doom.
“I have one move left!”
Looking at the wood carving, Lu Li thought to himself. If the last move was proven to be ineffective, he would have to go back to the Wicked Bead, making his attempt at the Asmodian Lord’s life a failure thusly.
“Little White!”
The wood carving had cracked through dozens of rooms. It was now two miles away from Lu Li. Right at that moment, he shouted. The Wicked Bead radiated a and Little White came out. It dashed toward the left in a blur, pressing on toward the wood carving.
The wood carving had been forming blades of wind which the Wicked Bead had shielded. The wood carving showed no reaction when Little White came out. However, in the distance, the Asmodian Lord could tell something was amiss. His eyes flickered in red. Some runes appeared in his eyes.
The wood carving changed direction and hurled out blades of wind at Little White. At that moment, a glow came off from Little White which gained speed instantly. It screamed ferociously, moved over, and dodged the blades of wind with great agility. Little White found its way under the wood carving’s arm.
Little White grabbed the arm of the puppet with four paws and bit at it. Lu Li used psychic power to monitor the situation nervously. If it could not crack this wood carving puppet, he would have lost this battle.
“Crack!”
To his great disappointment—Little White had gnawed at the wood carving puppet for a while now; however, it was as though the wood carving was an impregnable piece of iron. The glow and the divine energy prevented Little White from cracking the wood carving open.
“Squeak, squeak~”
Little White screamed in wrath. Then, its teeth began to radiate. Little White once again opened its mouth and snapped at the wood carving.
“Crack~”
This time, the wood carving produced a ringing sound. Lu Li was wild with joy as he saw that Little White had gnawed a chunk off from the arm of the wood carving. Its glow was dimming down. The wood carving shrank and resorted to its original state.
“How, how is this possible?”
The Asmodian Lord stared at Little White in utter disbelief, wondering what kind of Xuan Beast Little White was that could crack the wood carving. This wood carving was the Originator Artifact of the Asmodian Emperor, and it was protected with divine energy.
“Come back!”
The Asmodian Lord had little time to waste in surprise. He retracted the wood carving. If Little White took a few more bites, the Originator Artifact would have been ruined completely.
“Whoosh~”
The wood carving returned in a flash. Little White wanted to chase after it, but Lu Li shook his head in disagreement. “Little White, come back now. I will take it from here. Asmodian Lord, what else do you have? If there is none, then be ready for your doom,” Lu Li said.
It was almost impossible for the Asmodian Lord to leave the Feather Wind castle now. The Originator Artifact had been ruined by Little White. The artifact might still perform some functions, but they would be of little use. If the Asmodian Lord could not think of another way, this place here would be his burial ground.
“Squeak, squeak~”
Little White came back and stood on Lu Li’s shoulder, raising its head in pride.
The Asmodian Lord took the wood carving but gave no reply. He inspected the wood carving carefully. Finally, he sighed in relief and said, “Luckily, it is just partial damage. I could have become a sinner of the Asmodians.”
“Nicely done!”
The Asmodian Lord turned to Little White and nodded, “Lu Li, I must admit your little beast is marvelous. It has been hundreds of years since we have the Originator Artifact, but this is the first time it is ever damaged. With that being said, if you think you can defeat me like this, then you are nothing but naïve. As a matter of fact, you being here today has decided your death. Nobody can change that. Not even one hundred Semi-God Realm warriors can save you.”
“What?”
Lu Li was frightened. The Asmodian Lord was not a warrior of empty talks, powerful warriors like him loathed speaking about nonsense. The Asmodian Lord had stated the same statement several times today. He must have other means.
“Buzzing~”
The Asmodian Lord held the wood carving and poured in a large amount of Xuan Energy. Even damaged, the wood carving began to glow as the Xuan Energy was injected in. Runes flew out from the wood carving and gradually gathered above the wood carving.
“No!”
Lu Li could tell something was about to happen, and he had a faint notion of what that something could be. “Asmodian Lord, don’t you dare!” Lu Li bellowed.
“Swish~”
Lu Li waved his hands to gather dragons of wind which swarmed toward the Asmodian Lord. “Little White, go and bite the Asmodian Lord to death or destroy the wood carving,” he shouted at the same time.
“Whoosh!”
Little White dashed on. Since Little White was not afraid of the Feather Wind, it could come and go freely at the top of its speed. In the time for a few breaths, Little White had reached the Asmodian Lord.
“Ha, ha, ha!”
Dragons of Feather Wind had started attacking the Asmodian Lord. He felt millions of needles were stabbing at his soul. Even so, he found the strength to endure the pain and to laugh, “Ha, ha, ha, Lu Li, you know what will happen, right? It is too late now!”
The last rune from the wood carving had come out. Those runes formed a strange formation in the air. Just as the formation came into being, the space around had begun to shake violently. A blast of force engulfed the surrounding areas. The Feather Wind castle was torn into pieces.
“Little White, come back!”
Seeing that the small formation was gaining size and the space was trembling, Lu Li shouted out in a hurry. However, the Asmodian Lord was right. It was too late. The formation was completed. Lu Li was one step behind.
In the air, a beast snuck out. Finally, Lu Li understood why the Asmodian Lord said nobody could save him.
The Asmodian Lord had called over the Dragon Demon by force. To make it worse… it was two times larger.
