Chapter 16 Fight to the death "Using Qi to transform things... a good method..."The young man in gray felt the chains becoming tighter and tighter, and the bones in his body were making slight cracking sounds. If this continued, he would be torn into pieces in a few breaths at most. "Oh!" Just as he was stunned, there was a sound like firecrackers exploding beside him. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a heavy rain of blood. The fat old man and the cheongsam woman, who were among the six evil spirits of Quanxing, were killed on the spot. “Sizzle!” The young man in gray shirt, who was in a desperate situation, gave up completely. His face looked ferocious, and the Qi in his body seemed to be burning. All its limbs and bones quickly rotted away and turned into a ball of black liquid, which exploded one after another, splashing everywhere, and seemed to be trying to escape with the help of smoke and dust. The chain dissipates on its own after losing its target. A cluster of thick, petroleum-like liquid regrouped dozens of meters away.
"It would be a shame not to save such good fuel as firewood." The voice was indifferent, not caring how far he could escape. The fleeing young man in gray suddenly realized that the air around him seemed to have solidified and was as hard as steel. He was hit so hard that the black liquid all over his body was shaking, but he was unable to move forward. "Crack-!" Four white Qi appeared in front, behind, left and right, and extended into a flat shape, imprisoning the liquefied gray-shirted young man. "boom!" The explosion came from within the barrier. The demon resisted frantically, refusing to be captured. "Stubborn." Jiang Mo didn't even frown. He raised his right hand and forced the barrier to gather in an instant, turning it into the size of a palm and capturing it through the air. A black crystal mixed with blood was silently grasped by Jiang Mo's five fingers. "Hmm dead?" The innate Qi within the crystal showed signs of withering and dissipating, and the young man in gray was directly crushed into rotten meat paste. "Oh!" Jiang Mo exerted a little force on his wrist, and the crystal shattered. The dark red liquid fell to the ground, completely lifeless. Then he untied the barrier covering the Liu family courtyard. The white light curtain became thinner and thinner until it disappeared. On the ruins, Lu Jin, who was on high alert, had his pupils slightly shrunken and exclaimed in surprise: "Uncle Master?! You are finally back." This was the first time he saw this elder slaughtering all of his people.
The entrance to the courtyard looked like a mass grave. The charred land was soaked in a sticky river of blood, and mutilated corpses lay everywhere. The smell of blood and evil spirits intertwined, and the chilling air was filled with the twisted screams of wronged souls. Lu Jin's mind was almost blank. He couldn't guess how brutal the fight was outside the world. The junior uncle who carried Senior Brother Chengzhen on his back stood calmly in the pool of blood; He looked stern, calm and casual, and the aura he exuded was more powerful than any person he had ever met before. Is this the triple terror? Like a natural disaster, as vast as the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth, insurmountable Just when Lu Jin was distracted, a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts. "Let's go home." Jiang Mo waved his hand, and the surrounding clouds rolled, covering Lu Jin and Si Chong. Soon, a silver light streaked across the sky, passed through the sea of clouds, and disappeared. Dark clouds covered the area for thousands of miles, and it seemed that a rainstorm was about to come. A sad atmosphere enveloped the Trinity Gate, where corpses were strewn and the ground was stained with blood. After a night of fierce fighting, there were heavy casualties. The palace gate and buildings in the courtyard collapsed everywhere. Even the ancient tripod in the atrium was overturned and smashed into the wall, causing many buildings to be in danger. Changqing and Shuiyun, wrapped in blood-red bandages, led a group of disciples to clean up the ruins. "Boom!!!" At this moment, thunder sounded in the depths of the sky, and a silver light tore through the dark clouds and struck the mountain gate. "Uncle Master, I'm back!" "Look, there are Senior Brother Chengzhen and the others." "Oh! It's a serious injury." The dozen or so remaining disciples rushed over. Jiang Mo looked at the messy Sanyi Gate and sighed slightly: "What were the casualties last night?" Facing the scrutinizing gaze of his uncle, Chang Qing felt ashamed and spoke with self-blame: "At three quarters of the morning hour, 24 demons of all natures broke into the mountain, intending to destroy the sect and steal the master's body." "Shuiyun and I, along with a group of fellow apprentices, fought against them. Two of us died and four were injured." "The four senior members of the sect have been placed in the back mountain and are safe and sound." "We fought until dawn and captured 17 monsters in total. 7 escaped. I failed to intercept them all. Please punish me, uncle!" A hint of coldness flashed across Jiang Mo's eyes, and his murderous intent towards Quan Xing reached its peak. He saw all the grief, anger and confusion of the younger generation, so he comforted them: "It's okay, you did a good job."
"I will take care of this matter." "You guys take care of the trivial matters for now. Changqing, Shuiyun, go boil some water, prepare some medicine, and look after Senior Brothers Fanchong and Chengzhen." "They were seriously injured. I rescued them. You will be responsible for their care in the future." Shuiyun looked at the uncle with bruises all over his body, and helped Lu Jin to carry him into the house. Even her hands began to tremble and tears welled up in her eyes. "Uncle Master!! Senior Brother!!" When the other disciples saw the miserable state of the two, they all burst into tears. As practitioners, they were extremely aware of how serious these injuries were, and that they were only one step away from the gates of hell. "We swear to never reconcile with Quan Xing!" "Woo woo, uncle-master!" Jiang Mo was sitting on the steps outside the main hall, deep in thought. Soon, Lu Jin came over and sat beside him. He looked lonely and his voice was sad. "Uncle Master, it's my fault." "If I had stayed in the sect to help, those two brothers would not have died." Jiang Mo found it hard to agree with his words: "Things in the world are unpredictable. They were not killed by you, so there is no need to blame yourself;" "What if you stay and tragedy still happens, or happens because of you?" "." Lu Jin's throat was blocked, and he was hesitant to speak. He didn't know what to say, but tears silently fell. "Boom!!!" A deafening thunder sounded in the dark sky, and raindrops as big as soybeans fell from the sky. Soon, heavy rain poured down and the entire mountain gate was shrouded in hazy rain and fog. The heavy rain, like a flood that broke out of a valve, washed away the blood, dust, and rubble inside the Trinity Gate. "Uncle Master, although Master does not allow us to seek revenge on Wu Gensheng." "But Quan Xing broke into the mountains and caused heavy casualties among his disciples. If I can't ask Quan Xing for an explanation, I will not be able to swallow this anger." Lu Jin clenched his fist unwillingly. The rain wet his white hair and cheeks, and it was no longer possible to see his tears. Those clear eyes were filled with intense hatred. "Boom!" Thunder exploded in the sky, as if resonating with his anger. "Then I need an explanation." "My brother doesn't allow it, but I do."
Jiang Mo let the rain pour down on him. He turned his head to stare at Lu Jin, and said slowly in the expectation of the younger generation: "After Trinity, I will carry the responsibility of walking on your shoulders." "As for the grudge with Quan Xing?" "Till death." (End of this chapter)