Chapter 590: Blood vs. Death
Hui fired another of the void attacks at her. She dodged back, darting into the trees, and vanished. He stood over the teleportation formation, waiting.
Fundamentally, Ive already lost this battle. Shes fighting me from a clone, and only has to reach the teleportation formation to win. Her life isnt at stake, and on top of that, she has a win condition beyond killing me. I, on the other hand, need to destroy that clone of hersthat I already know can withstand a void attackand steal back the orb. So I also have an alternative win condition but if I succeed, she can always keep fighting me in an attempt to kill me and take it back, whereas if she succeeds in getting to the teleportation formation, I lose.
He glanced down at the stakes. Theres no real point in disrupting the visible part of the formation. The spell is actually tethered to the qi vein in the earth, not the stakes, after all. Although theyll cause the spell to slowly break down if they arent in place, they wont cause the spell to dissipate quickly enough for it to make a difference to me. Better to leave the stakes so I know where the spell is.
I might have started from a losing position but that doesnt matter. One way or another, Im taking my children back.
And its not as if I have no tricks up my sleeves.
A droplet of blood flew at him from behind one of the trees. Hui extended the outer layer of his barrier technique to meet it. The second the two touched, the barrier shattered.
Huis eyes widened. This is only half her strength? She must be peak seventh realm, maybe even eighth realm. I cant let my guard down, even facing half her might. Hui drew in his barriers and gestured. A duck flew forth, hurtling toward the blood droplet. It snapped it up, then stopped. Its body trembled.
Huh? I thought it was just a highly-concentrated blood qi attack. The death ducks cant handle it?
With a floomf, the death ducks body fattened, instantly going from sleek duck to the kind of chonk more associated with broiler chickens and the original Fatty. A pleased expression on its face, it waddled back toward Hui and fell into his dantian more than flew.
Ah. I suppose it was highly concentrated, then. Something like highly concentrated calories, from the death ducks perspective! Oh well. As long as the death ducks and I can handle it. Hui extended his barrier again, waiting for the next attack.
A ring of blood closed in around him, flying toward where he stood. Shue Yinyue darted forth from behind it, charging for the teleportation formation.
Trying to force me out of the formation so she can activate it and escape? No, no. This small cultivator wont allow it!
Still, its a valuable technique to have!
Shue Yinyue jerked away from him. Hui flew with her, pushing his hand deeper into her rapidly-decaying body. A little more!
Bai Xues voice echoed in his head. Hui! I need more qi!
Hui bit his lip. Now? Ahsorry, Elder Sister! Im fighting a dangerous opponent, and she has our children! I have no qi to spare!
She has our children? Youve found our children?
Overhead, a sudden blast of fire burst out. The man with the barrier-melting hand flew back, limp as a ragdoll. A supernova-bright fireball slammed down toward Shue Yinyue from on high, a meteor from heaven. Within, Bai Xues face distorted from hatred. Give them back!
From afar, a bolt of white swordlight shot forth. Li Xiang closed in from the other side, her face as unreadable as ever, but her eyes alight with fury.
Caught between the three of them, Shue Yinyues eyes widened, in true fear this time. She curled her body up and transformed into an orb of blood. A thick shell of crystallized blood formed around her, deflecting Huis hand away. He caught a brief glimpse of the dark orb that held their children before it vanished into the shell.
From within the shell, her voice echoed out. You will never break through my blood barrier!
Li Xiangs eyes glittered. She raised her sword.
Bai Xue harrumphed. He sped up, hurtling toward the ball. Well see about that.
Hui fell back, giving the two room for their attacks. Ah small cultivator should take care to avoid getting caught up in a mothers fury!