Volume 1: Life is but a first meeting Chapter 109: Punishment!

  Bai Tu's heart was racing with fear, he had never dreamed that there would be a barbarian in this world who possessed two kinds of tattoos. In his eyes, it was unthinkable, and at the same time, it gave him a strong sense of mystery about Mo San, who had once been so proud and carefree.

  Especially when the second Mo San appeared, he actually killed the first Mo San's transformed black python, forming a terrifying and eerie single-horned beast head that made Bi Tu gasp in shock. The scattered aura like dust made his scalp numb, and he immediately raised his hands to point at the black lightning bolt that was about to charge towards Su Ming.

  The black lightning suddenly changed direction and shot straight at the beast's head shrouded in dark mist.

  The old man stood in mid-air, his eyes closed, motionless. The gigantic beast head in front of him roared, and the dark energy spread out, making the sky and earth gloomy. This was his last resort, as well as a deeply hidden secret.

  But then the black air spread like smoke threads, and the beast's head charged towards Bitu, charging towards the black lightning that guarded Bitu. The lightning emitted a deafening thunderclap, and in an instant it was close to the beast's head.

  The two of them suddenly bumped into each other in mid-air.

  A loud rumbling sound revolved, and the beast's head, shrouded in black air, let out a roar mixed with its internal sounds. The black air around its body dissipated rapidly at this moment, and the black lightning bolt stopped at the center of the beast's brow, unable to penetrate further.

  Even in the face of the beast's roar, it continued to advance, causing the lightning to encounter enormous resistance and be forced to retreat repeatedly.

  Bai Tu's face was deathly pale, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins. This was the most critical moment of his life. The black lightning retreated continuously, causing the beast head to be less than a hundred zhang away from him.

  Bai Tu's hands suddenly rose, one finger pointing at his brow and the other at his chest. His already withered body seemed to have offered up its flesh and blood once again. His hair, originally black, had turned white in an instant, and the skin on his face was cracked and dry. His body swayed as if it were about to collapse.

  "It's just a hint of the opening dust, not the real thing!" Bi Tu let out a low growl, and as his body changed, that black lightning-like energy seemed to have been replenished, suddenly bursting forth with a massive black aura, which instantly expanded several times over. With a loud crash, it pierced into the forehead of the approaching beast.

  The old man in the distance, his body shook, and fresh blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The brow bone between his eyebrows also appeared to be injured, looking exactly like the beast's brow bone.

  The beast let out a loud roar, its eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light. It charged forward, ignoring the black lightning that pierced through it, and its head emitted a thunderous sound. The dark energy dissipated rapidly, but the black lightning penetrated even deeper. However, the beast seemed to be unaware of the pain, and as it charged out, it suddenly pulled the distance between itself and Bai Tu within a hundred paces to just thirty paces.

  At this moment, half of the black lightning entered into the brow of the beast's head, causing the entire head to have arc-shaped black electric lights wandering around, as if it could be destroyed at any time.

  But the lightning also dimmed, as if the vital force that gave it its power was no longer sufficient.

  Bì tú zuǐ jiǎo liú chū hēi sè de xiān xuè, tā měng de tái qǐ yòu shǒu, yī zhǐ diǎn zài qí yòu mù shàng, zhǐ jiàn tā de yòu yǎn dùn shí àn dàn, sì shī qù le shēng jī, suí zhī huà chéng le yī piān bái sè.

  In the instant his right eye turned white, the black lightning immediately regained its powerful black light. With a loud crash, almost half of it pierced into the beast's forehead, and at this moment, the beast was only ten zhang away from Bitu.

  In the distance, Su Ming was now closing his eyes, his entire body covered in a layer of frost.

  The blood that had been scattered for months began to converge, with Su Ming's body as the core, gradually condensing together, seemingly wanting to form a strange blood image.

  As it slowly took shape, a strange and ominous pressure spread out from the blood-like substance. At that moment, Bi Tu's expression turned urgent, his right hand raised one finger to point at his right leg, and with a loud "crack", his entire right leg suddenly burst open. This was after he had already sacrificed his right eye, and now he was sacrificing his right leg once again. Almost in the same instant that his right leg shattered, the beast's head was less than five zhang away from him. But the black lightning bolt, with a loud "boom", completely pierced through the center of the beast's brow, and directly penetrated out from the back of its brain.

  The destructive power of the lightning made the beast's eyes dim instantly, and it quickly dissipated, but its momentum seemed to have not stopped, rushing straight towards Bitu. Five zhang, four zhang, three zhang... Its speed was so fast that in Bitu's terrified scream, his body was gone in an instant.

  All that can be seen is the beast's head covering the picture, transformed into a faint black mist, rising and dispersing.

  Grandfather's face turned pale, he opened his eyes, and in his dull gaze, there was a glimmer of hope at this moment. However, this hope soon turned into despair as he spat out blood. In the instant that the beast's head dispersed, he felt a massive force impact him, causing his body to stumble backward. He eventually fell onto one of the five peaks of Wushan Mountain, collapsing there and struggling to sit up.

  A loud, excited laugh came from the place where the black air dissipated from the beast's head. It was Bitu's voice; he wasn't dead! Just a moment ago, he had thought that he was doomed to be destroyed, but the beast's head had been blocked by a sudden burst of black light from Bitu's body, which had dispersed after a brief touch.

  "Who can kill me!! Musan, you may be strong and have two tattoos, but you can't kill me Bitu!" Bitu was panting heavily, his heart still racing with fear. He knew that if it weren't for the mysterious black-robed man who had left a surge of power within him before he left, he would not have been able to withstand the arrival of the beast-headed warrior just now.

  At this moment, he looked extremely wretched, having lost an eye and a leg, and his whole body was as thin as firewood. His complexion was dull and defeated, but he was laughing loudly with his head thrown back.

  "Kill him first, let you watch him die in front of you, then clean up this old thing!" Bitu panted heavily, raised his right hand and pointed at the black lightning that was floating in mid-air, which had dimmed a lot. The lightning suddenly shook violently, began to slowly adjust its direction, looking as if it needed to lock onto something before attacking, so every time it needed to make adjustments.

  Just as the black lightning adjusted its direction, ready to lock onto Su Ming's closed eyes at this moment, it saw Su Ming's pair of eyes suddenly open. In the instant his eyes opened, the blood in his body surged violently, and a broken blood image suddenly appeared within the heavens and earth.

  This blood image is not large, only about 40-50 feet high. Su Ming's body was embedded in it, at the chest of this blood image. This residual image was not condensed by him, his body just provided a small conduit, allowing those moon wings to pass through his body and condense together, so that they could reach the level of being able to fight against Bi Tu in the previous battle.

  This blood-like thing, exuding an ancient aura, its entire body shining with a bloody glow, but without a head, it's incomplete, as if lacking the power to fully manifest under this sky.

  But despite having no skull, there was a terrifying aura lingering on the blood-like figure, its body seemed to be wearing armor, which was also blood-colored. The whole person looked like a stalwart war soul standing in mid-air.

  On its body, apart from the terrifying aura, there was a fierce and desperate intent, like an unwilling scream of death, swirling in the air with its appearance.

  In his hand, there was a large axe. The axe was also in a state of disrepair, but it had a majestic killing intent surrounding it. Between the lines, it seemed as if countless wailing and resentful spirits were emanating from the axe.

  This is one of the nine great totems of the Huo Man tribe in countless moon wing memories, which was once worshipped by countless Huo Man people thousands of years ago, and eventually under the divine power of the Huo Man king, it was together with the other eight totems.

  War God!

  His skull, was broken off by the barbaric god, it had been dead for a myriad of years, what appeared now, were those moon wing memories' scenes, with their fire barbarian blood, condensed into an illusory residual spirit.

  His name is Xing!

  Bi Tu opened his mouth, today's battle had left him stunned by too many things, but he didn't become numb, because these stunning events were one after another, making his heart skip a beat.

  A headless, illusory blood-like residual spirit, with Su Ming's name on its chest. In a flash of its eyes, the residual spirit took a big step forward, and with that one step, the sky seemed to shake.

  But Su Ming knew that this vibration was illusory, and the appearance of this residual spirit was a condensation of those moon wing's memories. He might have possessed great power, but he had already died, and was even more illusory, so the power that could be displayed was extremely small.

  Moreover, at the moment this residual spirit appeared, Su Ming immediately felt that he was rapidly dissipating, and his existence would last for only a few breaths at most.

  After exhausting his spiritual energy, the remaining divine spirit will disperse, at the cost of all the Moon Wings dying. By that time, Su Ming will be reduced to his original form and, due to his injuries being irrepressible, will suffer a backlash. Not only will he no longer have the qualification to fight against Bi Tu, but his own life will also be in crisis.

  Su Ming's eyes flashed as he took a step forward, causing the heavens and earth to shake with ripples spreading out. In an instant, he was standing right in front of Bi Tu, his large axe raised high, ready to strike him down with one swing.

  At this moment, a black lightning bolt came rushing in, heading straight for the crippled god.

  Bì tú gèng shì shēn zǐ zhàn dǒu, tā cǐ kè gǎn shòu de wēi jī, chāo guò le zhī qián miàn duì mò sāng de dì èr gè mán wén suǒ huà shòu tóu, ràng tā yǒu zhǒng lái zì líng hún de kǒng jù, tā méi yǒu xī huī, tā qīng chǔ de zhī dào, cǐ kè de zì jǐ bú fán yǒu nà me yī sī de tíng dòng, dài jià dū huì shì chè dǐ de sǐ wáng, xíng shén jù miè.

  So he didn't hesitate, pointing to his left leg while gritting his teeth, and a large amount of bloodlines spread throughout his body. Those bloodlines formed a complete moon wing diagram, but at this moment the diagram suddenly dispersed, making those bloodlines unable to condense. This was him, at this critical juncture of life and death, choosing to sacrifice his Kaicheng Realm, even if his cultivation would fall afterwards, it was still better than dying here.

  As its dark aura burst out, that black lightning flashed and exploded with its strongest black light, near this residual god!