Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 98 Five Elements Divination Sect

There was a loud sound!

Three cries of agony!

The sound came from the altar. Finally, the magical enchantments that surrounded the altar were completely shattered.

The warrior in gold armor on the platform pierced his sword through the chest of the Eldest Senior Brother from the Sword Tomb, while the huge black dragon crushed the skull of a demon warrior with its talons. Jiang Liuyun had hooked the muscles and bones of a recreational cultivator of Starburst Realm power into two with Cyan Luan.

The three attacks were silent, sudden and lethal.

No one had time to bother about them, however.

With the cracking of the magical enchantments, an azure light began to emanate from the entire platform. At the same time, it began to shrivel and melt away.

An immense and overpowering Spiritual Qi from an ancient historical era began to burst out.

All of the practitioners in a 10-meter radius around the altar, regardless of who they were, were sent flying into the air by the Spiritual Qi. They skyrocketed into the walls surrounding the Great Hall, and some of them even left a man-sized crater on the walls. All of them could feel their Spiritual Sea in turbulence, and their blood was surging around.

The altar had crumbled away in an instant.

An azure crystalline substance the height of a human appeared in front of everyone.

Ye Que himself had also crashed into a mural. He felt something swirl in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. Only a few people in the Great Hall were not wounded.

Red Bean, Li Jianqi and the Judicature had not gone close to the altar at all. The eight black-clad figures of Mount Shu did not venture forward as well, and the 11 of them were the only ones left standing on their two feet.

A wave of vengeful hatred surged out from the azure crystalline substance, causing everyone's heart to turn cold.

Everyone stared fixedly at the azure crystalline substance, aside from Red Bean and Li Jianqi.

Red Bean was clenching her fists tightly now and staring at the huge black dragon. She tapped the space between her eyebrows with one finger, drawing a stream of blood. She began moving her fingertip quickly in the air and seemed to be conjuring an extremely complicated blood curse.

Li Jianqi was not idle as well, except that her focus was on the warrior in gold armor. The warriors from the Judicature who stood behind her looked exceptionally tense as well, and only Jue Shuo, the Deputy Night Timekeeper, made a secret gesture behind his back and gave a signal to Li Jianqi with his eyes.

The River Soldiers had already emerged and were right in front of them.

The atmosphere in the Great Hall had turned eerie and it was exceptionally quiet. Everyone could hear their own breathing.

No one dared to step forward at this moment, however. The survivors were not foolish. They knew that whoever was the first to step out would definitely become everyone else's target. The person that stood out the most was always the first to die.

Xing Ying was the only surviving disciple of the Five Elements Divination Sect in the Great Hall. He was currently situated at the very rear of all the practitioners. Even though he possessed the power of the Starburst Realm, the students of his sect were not adept in attacking.

Xing Ying controlled his crazily beating heart. His eyeballs began to circle as he instantly began to calculate the distance between himself and the artifact. He also observed all of his remaining opponents, and after a few breaths, his figure, which was knocked the furthest away from the altar, began to blur. Everyone was focused on the Divine Tool and keeping tabs on the strongest survivors, and no one really attention to Xing Ying.

A faint trail of dust silently drifted to the center of the Great Hall.

It was drifting along with the shadows of the stone pillars in the hall.

Jiang Liuyun was the first to notice something odd about the trail of dust. Cyan Luan shot out from his side as he glared coldly. The others noticed his movements and stared at the River Soldiers. After careful observation, they too noticed something strange.

It was too late. The Five Elements Divination Sect was most adept in evasion. Since everyone was of the Starburst Realm, and Xing Ying was so close to the platform, it was too late to stop him by the time they realized what was going on.

The dust trail trembled and a gust of wind blew across the hall. The dust that Cyan Luan had pierced through was no longer Xing Ying's true self.

Rain fell after the wind died down.

Then, the mist appeared after the rain stopped.

A faint mist enveloped the azure crystalline substance.

It all happened in a few blinks of an eye. Xing Ying had exhausted his entire repertoire of techniques. It looked simple, but the entire transformation process from dust to wind, then water and finally mist contained extremely complicated details. Also, no one had realized that it was him.

"The River Soldiers are mine!" Xing Ying exclaimed as he emerged from the mist and grabbed hold of the substance.

The crystalline substance seemed to have stuck onto Xing Ying's hand the moment they came into contact. It instantly changed into three forms. The first was that of a saber, followed by a long sword, before finally turning into a 30-centimeter dagger. A groove ran along the middle of its blade, and armor-shaped enchantments lined both sides of the groove.

"The Divination Dagger of the Five Elements Divination Sect!"

Someone recognized the weapon. It turned out that the Divine Tool could act according to one's wishes and detect what weapon one was most adept in using, before transforming into that weapon.

Everyone's gaze fell onto Xing Ying's expression. He looked extremely overjoyed and even seemed to be a little flustered. His hand which was holding onto the River Soldiers was swinging to and fro.

Perhaps it was due to the influence of the Divine Tool that he had entered a state of extreme excitement within a short span of time. Even his looks seemed to have changed a little. He looked a little malevolent, and all of the hair on his temple floated up. The corners of his lips seemed to have turned a little sharper, and his teeth resembled that of a tiger's now.

Within three breath cycles, Xing Ying's pupils began to turn bloodshot. The arm which was holding onto the River Soldiers stopped swinging, but it was gripping onto the artifact especially tightly as if he was afraid of losing it.

"Feels good!"

"Is this the power of the Divine Tool? It's simply splendid! I can feel my entire body filled with energy! I'm undefeatable!"

"All who support me will prosper, while all who defy me will die!"

"From now onward, those that dare defy my orders will die!" Xing Ying said coldly as he held the River Soldiers and gazed at everyone around him. His voice was already turning hoarse.

"Do you think you're worthy of wielding the Divine Tool?"

"What's the meaning of 'All who support me will prosper, while all who defy me will die'?"

"Who do you think you are?"

Nan Fengxiu grunted coldly. With a wave of her hand, three demon warriors charged toward Xing Ying. At the same time, three practitioners of the Cultivation World also dashed forward. After trying to stop Xing Ying, Jiang Liuyun had not struck again. Instead, he took a few steps backward and stood in front of the eight black-clad figures.

It seemed that either the prodigy of Mount Shu wanted to witness the power of the Divine Tool for himself, or he wanted to pick off the survivors of the ensuing battle.

The Five Elements Divination Sect was originally more adept at footwork, Divination and mystical arts of the Five Elements, rather than head-on confrontation. Now, however, with the River Soldiers, Xing Ying was completely unafraid and faced off against the six practitioners by himself.

He sneered as his figure vanished suddenly before appearing with the dagger in hand and stabbing at a demon warrior. The angle of his attack was extremely tricky, and his speed was extremely fast. It did not look like the level of speed a practitioner of the Starburst Realm should possess.

His body was like a black cloud of smoke, and the dagger in his hand the fangs of a venomous snake. Each stab drew blood, and he was even more forceful when dealing with the magical artifacts of his opponents; he used his 30-centimeter long dagger to meet them head-on.

The Level 2 divine artifacts were extremely sharp, but they seemed like beancurd when faced with the River Soldiers.

They were sliced in two in one stroke of the dagger!

Chapter end