Chapter 714
Chapter 714
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 714
>Chapter Title: Gift
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“Kill!” Li Huowang, with yellow talismans pasted to his knees, charged into the crowd like a blood-colored afterimage wrapped in a thick stench of blood, stirring up a storm of gore. The blood-red Daoist robe on his body grew even redder.
Although Li Huowang was deep in the enemy camp, with enemies everywhere he looked, the advantage was clearly his.
Suddenly, Li Huowang heard a sharp tremor from the ground. He whipped around and saw a four-horse war chariot charging toward him from afar with immense momentum.
With a flick of his wrist, a glint of cold light flashed. The war chariot rushing at him was instantly sliced in two.
The next moment, a black shadow burst from Li Huowang’s own shadow, raising a black obsidian dagger and stabbing toward his waist at an extremely devious angle.
However, after dealing with the Fa Cult for so long, Li Huowang had seen this trick before. How could he not be prepared? An eye of Li Sui had long grown on the back of his head.
He twisted his body, dodging the attack. Then he raised the longsword in his hand and slashed directly down onto the foe.
With a whoosh, Li Huowang instantly felt darkness press in from all directions. The Fa Cult followers around him seemed summoned by something and leaped up one after another.
These people blotted out the sky, blocking the sunlight overhead. They raised their sharp weapons high, roaring as they jumped down onto Li Huowang.
At the same time, the shaman struck by Li Huowang ignored his own life or death. He clamped down on Li Huowang’s wrists with all his strength using both feet, trying to lock him in place.
From underground, two hooked spikes burst through the soil, latching tightly onto the tops of Li Huowang’s feet.
Faced with someone like Li Huowang, when they realized they couldn’t win through force, they resorted to schemes. Pfft pfft sounds rang out as sharp weapons stabbed repeatedly into Li Huowang’s body.
Li Huowang’s eyes, threaded with blood, clenched his fists and unleashed a howl toward the heavens. His skin split open like fish scales across his entire body. Densely packed tentacles wrapped in all sorts of torture instruments erupted from every part of him, swiftly piercing through everyone’s bodies.
Li Huowang’s body twisted sharply to the left. With a crack, he snapped his own spine outright. His entire form, tentacles and all, spun violently in an instant.
The various torture instruments and Li Huowang’s three swords spun with it. Cold light flashed all around.
When the sounds of ripping flesh and screams finally died away, the sky above Li Huowang’s head cleared in an instant. Sunlight shone down on him once more.
He lifted his right foot and crushed a nearby head. Without even half a breath to recover, Li Huowang rushed toward Lv Xiucai, who was in dire peril.
This small-scale clash ended after two sticks of incense. Li Huowang stood by a stream, washing both his blade and his hands.
Back when he had brought his fellow disciples to this very place to set up stoves and cook, he had been so different. Now look at him. Li Huowang couldn’t help but feel a pang of lament.
Just then, a jet of water sprayed over his head and splashed back into the stream. Then one after another, east and west, the thing in the water played with abandon.
“Ages, enough playing. Let’s go!” As Li Huowang headed for the bank, Li Sui surfaced halfway, her wet and graceful body glistening. She hurried after him, a still-twriggling carp clenched in her mouth.
Along the way, Li Huowang knit his brows as he eyed the corpses strewn every which way on the ground. Many still wore constables’ uniforms.
Siqi was no Hou Shu. If Hou Shu was still a battleground contested between the Fa Cult and the Hou Shu court, then Siqi had long been held by the Fa Cult and their Da Li.
In Hou Shu, one merely feared getting caught in the crossfire. In Siqi, it was like slogging through mud. Enemies lurked everywhere you looked.
Since entering Siqi, they had run into several such skirmishes.
“With so few on my side and it’s still this much trouble, things can’t be going smoothly for you either, right?” Li Huowang asked the Xuanyin at his side.
“Indeed.”
“How’s the fighting on the front lines? Still going well?” Li Huowang asked.
Xuanyin shook his head and fell silent. Li Huowang couldn’t tell if the guy just didn’t want to say or truly didn’t know.
“If you keep stonewalling like this, I really have no idea what you’re after with me. You don’t seriously think we’re such great friends, do you?”
“Li Huowang, great undertakings overlook the small stuff. You’re getting petty here.”
“I don’t want a great undertaking. I just want this world to settle down. I want a few peaceful days!” As Li Huowang glared at Xuanyin, the latter’s body began crumbling against his will.
So long as Li Huowang willed Xuanyin out of existence, Xuanyin would cease to be.
“Hold on a moment. I have a great gift for you.” But just then, as Xuanyin’s six arms twisted swiftly within his embrace, a mirror appeared beside Li Huowang.
The monk nearby grew curious. He walked over, prodded it with a finger, and seeing no reaction, simply picked it up to peer at it against the sun.
“Don’t mess with it!” Li Huowang yanked the monk away and scrutinized the translucent mirror hovering in midair, along with what lay inside it.
At first, he couldn’t make sense of it. There were lines, banners, and points blinking red.
But Li Huowang had come from Siqi, after all. He quickly realized this was a map of the entire realm.
“This is Siqi’s map? These are the active battlefields?” Li Huowang jabbed at the red dots, asking in astonishment.
“More than that. This ritual artifact I refined has further uses. Put your hand inside and see.” Hearing this, Li Huowang dubiously extended a finger within.
When he touched one of the points, he was instantly pulled into a slaughterous battlefield. Screams and shouts filled the air nonstop, killing aura blanketing everything without distinction.
“Wooo wooo woo~” A low horn blared, sending an involuntary chill crawling over Li Huowang’s scalp.
The ground began to shake. It started faint but swiftly grew more violent, more violent still.
Qingqiu’s iron cavalry charged under the horn’s blast toward distant Fa Cult followers bearing a massive idol. The scene set Li Huowang’s blood ablaze, his vital energies surging skyward.
Li Huowang drew a deep breath and withdrew his finger, finding himself back where he started.
He glanced at Xuanyin, then reached into the triangular banner again. At once, he saw several elderly Qingqiu generals and strategists arguing fiercely before a spread leather map.
From their words, they were clearly debating deployments. Li Huowang grasped the item’s true value in that instant.
“How is it?” Xuanyin said to Li Huowang as he withdrew.
“With this, you can grasp the full battle situation in real time, as well as our side’s offensive plans.”
Xuanyin’s hand emerged from his red Daoist robe to pat Li Huowang’s shoulder lightly. “As I said, we’re allies now. So… shall we set aside that little spat over the Earth Dragon?”
(This chapter is finished)