Chapter 310 - 307: G.S.T, Revenge

Chapter 310 - 307: G.S.T, Revenge

Han Yunxi had already become drunk in his soon-to-be victory. His opponent couldn’t penetrate through his metal-type astral ward, even his trap had been laid and activated. A sensation of triumph seized his heart, but that heart was shaken by surprise. This opponent of his hadn’t paled from fear or struggled pathetically while in despair, but stared directly into his eyes and asked a soul penetrating question.

"Is this what you used to kill my father?"

Father?

What father? Who?

He momentarily paused as he observed this hybrid of a demon. She was roughly eight feet tall, with an ample figure, and valiant beauty about her. He hadn’t immediately recalled any individual with looks similar to her. As a cultivator, as a cultivator that roamed freely within the world, he had met and killed plenty of people.

That being said, there were still too few Astral Core Realm cultivators to forget any that he sent off into the afterlife. Considering this girl could become an elite in the Astral Core Realm, furthermore possess such a talent and strength, her parents must be relatively well-connected or exceptionally strong.

He slowly twirled his fingers about as the hundred thousand needles danced around them like a silver sea.

Da Shan saw the distinct look of surprise and confusion on his face, and her heart started to become aflame with raging anger. Her golden eyes narrowed and the ferocity within became stronger than ever. Her aura startled to fiercely seethe, causing a tempest of violet-colored astral force to erupt. The sea of needles was slowly pushed backwards, but merely by a little.

Han Yunxi frowned slightly, but then he relaxed. "Maybe? But what does it matter? Just die." He quickly came to the realization that it didn’t matter if this young woman was here for him or for the competition. In fact, it didn’t matter if he truly killed her father or mother or entire family. It truly didn’t. He had already decided in his heart to kill her.

Da Shan didn’t erupt in fury at his indifferent and disrespectful response. Instead, she calmed down to an inconceivable degree. Not speaking another word, she started to focus her strength.

The crowd outside were enthralled in this high-speed and explosive battle. Da Shan had revealed an extremely powerful physical body, striking with high speed and forceful power, while Han Yunxi responded calmly while defending with an exceptionally difficult-to-penetrate shell. Now they were encapsulated in a sea of silver, the contents of which were metal force conjured needles. They could no longer see the exact happenings of the battle, but they all knew a winner would be decided shortly.

Su Mei watched the sea of needles move about as if alive, circulating the two, and seemingly ready to attack in a mysterious and unpredictable fashion. "This art requires an enormous amount of astral force to unleash and even more to maintain," she commented with a little bit of disappointment.N/nêw n0vel chap/ers are published o/n n0v/e/(lb)i(n.)co/m

Wei Wuyin calmly smiled, "Complete knowledge of your opponent leads to complete victory."

Su Mei nodded, "It’s over."

With Wei Wuyin’s connections and wealth, what type of information couldn’t he obtain if it was out there?

Han Yunxi started to fiercely struggle as his astral force exploded, colliding within his body with powerful might. Alas, it was useless. His last bit of struggle, his last bit of remembrance, was met with an invasive force that penetrated into his sea of consciousness. His vision and senses were overwhelmed with violet light and his sense of self felt as if it was being slowly devoured.

He couldn’t even surrender.

Da Shan’s breath was a little ragged as she forcefully entered his sea of consciousness and extracted his memories. While the memories weren’t clear and there wasn’t an exact timeline, she saw images of her people being slaughtered. It was merely a brief glimpse, but it was enough.

Her heart trembled with agony and pain.

PSUUSH!

She violently clutched her large hand and Han Yunxi was crushed between her fingers. His head popped off while his torso turned to mush. When she opened her hand, the legs that still twitched fell to the ground in a fleshy thud.

She...she did it.

But...in the end, her father wouldn’t return.

Her body started to shrink and her aura deflated. The violet mountain behind her had shook the crowd more than Han Yunxi’s death ever could. A seven-ringed Soul Idol! This was a Soul Idol that indicated a genius of peak-tier! Quite a few individuals amongst the Myriad Monarch Sect didn’t even know her name, but she revealed talent beyond even their Heavenly Kings! Even her strength was unfathomable!

Da Shan didn’t bother looking at her spirit points, simply directly stepping off the platform when the crystal walls faded. Her bloody hands were trembling and her gaze was unfocused. She felt cold, lost, and unsure.

Before she could get too far, a hand grasped her own, giving her warmth. She trembled, looking up to see a pair of silver eyes and an unearthly handsome face that carried a smile. This smile didn’t feel as if it was congratulating her. It seemed as if it carried the intent of understanding. It understood her.

Tears started to seep from her eyes and she clutched that hand tightly, finding solace within that firm existence. She collapsed into his embrace, and despite the two feet size difference, her head was firmly hugged in his chest. The feeling of someone holding her as she felt all these emotions was all she needed.

"..." When the crowd saw this, there was silence. They didn’t know her story, her emotions, her rage, or her thoughts, but when they saw Wei Wuyin, they all respectfully remained silent. Because it clearly wasn’t the right time to speak.

Qing Qiumu stood a little ways away, watching as Wei Wuyin embraced another woman. Her heart felt strange, but she couldn’t quite pinpoint why. A layer of mist flowed over her eyes for a moment.

As Da Shan silently released her emotions, the world outside was going absolutely crazy!