The Blood King
/ The blood king 74 The general's death
"hahaha, in any case, we should be on the look out. we don't know when a trick might turn out to be real or the opposite. plus, i have a feeling that the masters will scold us if we take too long." the laid back general said with a smile. " hmm? you go ahead then." the silent general left first with his men, in order to search the area completely for any more traps or tricks. " hmm, i guess it is your turn to go." sitting in a tent, a youth wearing a white robe opened his eyes, his hair and pupils a cloudy white, looking in the direction of a muscular youth who looked older than his age. " humph! you should have sent me in the first place." the youth in red said. the sleeves on his robe looked to be torn off, giving off the impression of savage strength. rumble! a sudden rumbling caused the youth in white to look around curiously. outside, an army of only 10,000 wearing pitched black armor rode through a forest skillfully, a lazy looking youth at the front, his long black hair blowing in the wind.
" what is the situation?" the youth in white asked. " it seems we have been found by a few ants." the youth in red pulled open tent's entrance. a lone tent sat in a forest, two youths inside, while an army of 10,000 rode towards them. " haha!" the youth in red's pupils had a light red glow to them as a grin formed on his face. " kill!" the second prince smiled, a gloomy killing intent escaping his body. clank! " hmm?" the grin on the second prince's face dissapeared as his sword and the youth's fist clashed. instead of fingers and blood flying everywhere, the blade was stopped, the sound of metal clashing ringing out. " humph!" boom! a mighty punch shot towards the second prince, sending him flying from his horse and through his soldiers. "..." getting up from the ground, the second prince looked at the youth coldly, a dark qi rising from his body. vivivi! he channeled qi into his sword, before slashing out. a dark sword light shot out, whistling as it shot towards the youth.
crack!
"...not bad." the youth in red said, as he looked at the red line on his chest. "....you...what are you..." the second prince spoke coldly. "..." the youth simply smiled. "..." the second prince looked on coldly. he already estimated that the youth's strangth was at least the first level of the heaven and earth stage, because he was at the final mind opening realm level, but the youth could still stop his attacks without even flinching. " humph!" the second prince snorted, as he shot out, charging towards the youth.
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back at the cliff, the generals had now decided to separate to look for the 4 princes. the silent general looked for the one shooting arrows, while the cold general looked for the one using the spear. the laid back general went looking for one of the remaining two, as did the angry general. he had rode out with his men, finding himself in a forest. " hmm? fighting?" the angry general rode toward the sound of swords clashing, and saw the second prince being suppressed. blood flowed from his face, as slashed out. " cough!" a powerful punch to his stomach caused the second prince to cough a mouthful of blood. " hmm? why are you so weak? there were always rumors of how terrifying the second prince of the cloud continent was, but it seems like your strength was exaggerated." the youth sighed, as he readied himself to land the finishing blow. ' it's not that the general is weak, it's just that this guy is too strong!' the second prince's soldiers thought as they watched.
" how audacious!" the angry general shouted as his horse shot out, one hand on the reins while the other one held his spear. boom! " hmm?" he slashed down towards the youth in red, and found that his strike was blocked with just the youth's forearms. " heaven and earth stage?" the angry general was slightly surprised. " general!" the second prince's soldiers rushed to him. they had wanted to help him earlier, but he lashed out at them when they tried. " take the prince and leave!" the angry general shouted. one look at the situation and he knew that the second prince was not compatible with this youth. even with a high cultivation, fighting someone you were not compatible with would not end good. " o-ok- unfortunately, that will not be possible." the youth in white finaly came from the tent, in his hand was a guqin. " ...a guqin?" the angry general looked doubtfully. "..." the youth in the white robe plucked a string. viviviviv! a large sword light descended from the sky, severing the generals arm. crack! pfttt! "..." the general watched his defensive qi shatter and blood spraying from his shoulder as his arm fell to the gound, his face full of shock.
" youuuuuu!!!" he shouted, as he grabbed his spear with his left hand. pfttt! blood sprayed from his left shoulder, his left arm severed. ' oh, i'm also not compatible with this person...' the angry general had this one thought. " take the prince and le pft!" as he wasn't focused on strengthening his defensive qi, his head flew as the 3rd string was plucked, blood flowing from his headless body. thump! the second prince watched the angry general's body fall to the ground, lifeless. " your turn." the youth turned his head towards the second prince. " get the second prince to safety!" the angry general's soldiers shouted with tears in their eyes, as they charged at the two youths. " general! we have to go!" a soldier clad in black armor grabbed the second prince and got onto a horse, before riding off, the 10,000 soldiers following behind them. " ah ah, why do you sacrifice your lives?" the youth in white said regretfully, as he continued to pluck the guqin's strings. crack! the sound of armor being broken and defensive qi shattering rang out after only a few seconds. what remained of the angry general's 100,000 soldiers were killed swiftly. " this is troubling. what if he were to really get away?" the youth in white said lightly, as he plucked the seventh string. " the seven reverberations, the seventh reverbaration." a thin sword light formed, giving off an extremely sharp feeling. sou! it cut through the air and caught up to the retreating soldiers easily.
crack! puft! thump!
" protect the general!!" all 10,000 soldiers lined up behind the horse the second prince rode. " wait...no! stop! get lost!" the second prince came to his senses, he could see clearly what they were trying to do. the sound of flesh being cut, blood spraying and and bodies falling echoed from the back of the army, and only stopped when more than half of the second prince's soldiers were killed. weng weng weng! before the sword light dissaptaed, it exploded into smaller arrow like qi balls and struck some more soldiers. puchi! peircing sounds rang out as the small balls of qi disreguarded the armor and peirced the soldiers bodies " aven..ge...us...." a soldier who was peirced through the chest spoke with his dying breath before falling from his horse. thump! "....dammit! Dammit!" the second prince shouted to the heavens, as he grabbed the reins of the horse, prompting it to speed up. even if he wanted to rush back and try to kill the two youths, he knew that he would just be wasting the sacrifices of the soldiers that gave their lives to save him, so he could only run. the remaining 2-3 thousand soldiers followed begind him, ignoring their wounds without a sound. " oh? he got away. that is too bad." the youth in white said. a lone horse and it's rider walked slowly onto the cliff, as it was tired. a few more following it out of the trees. " hmm?" two cold eyes surveyed the horse and it's rider. " what is the prince doing here?" the cold general spoke coldly, as he looked at the slouching second prince.
Evening.
the second prince was lying on a makeshift stretcher, his arms, shoulder, chest and neck were bandaged, with blood staining the bandages. " what?" the cold general looked at the second prince, his eyes widening. " wha..t...did you say...." he asked again, but the second prince kept silent. boom! boom! boom! waves of qi erupted from the cold general's body, the pressure causing the ground beneath him to sink with every wave. "..." the cold general simply walked away and got onto his horse. " we will follow you, general!" the cold general's soldiers got onto their horses, riding off with him. rumble! rumble! the grown shook, as the anger of the cold general erupted. " hmm, what is this rumbling? it sounds very sad, like the sound of someone loosing a dear friend." the youth in white sat cross-legged with his fingers on the strings of his guqin, a clear tear flowing down his calm face.
clank! puchi! ptf! different sound rang out, outside of the tent. " my my, what do we have here." the youth left his tent, the cold general staring down at him, coldness radiating from his eyes. " why do you sacri-boom! cough!" before the youth could finish, he was blown back by some kind of force. " what was that?" getting up from the ground, he asked. " death!" the cold general said, a frosty killing intent erupting from his body. boom! boom! the youth was knocked left and right and even from front to back, but it seemed that he never got hurt. " that's not...huff..going to work....huff...i can hear your anger... but it seems that i am not compatible with you..." the youth smiled, as he said this, his cloudy white eyes looked in the cold general's direction. boom! " impact." the cold general said coldly, as his anger reached it's peak, a powerful force caused the youth to spit a mouthful of blood. " what was that- boom! boom! crack! cough!!" the youth was now in a sorry state. " now die." the cold general said, as he drew his sword. boom! as he lowered his sword, it was as if the sky itself was falling. the pressure caused the ground a few meters around them to be compressed, and sink.
" !!" the cold general was suddenly startled. " unfortunately, this person cannot die yet. although that skill where you utilize your cultivation pressure and qi to create a burst of force is strong, it's not going to have any kind of effect on me." the youth in red said, as he walked through the pressure easily and picked up the youth in white. " fleshly cultivator?! and he broke down my skill from experiencing it once...." the cold general was surprised once again. "....is that you?" the youth in white smiled although his mouth was covered in blood. "...why is a blind person practicing martial arts anyway." the youth in red said. "...haha, who knows." the youth in white laughed in response.
" don't think you can get away from me!!" the cold general shouted, as the qi being released from his body suddenly became stronger. " maybe next time." the youth in the red robe said as he glanced back, before crushing a wooden token in his palm, and turning into a beam of light. ".....Kill their remaining soldiers! don't leave any of them alive!" the cold general shouted. ' teleportation? humph! the survival rate of those who use teleportation items is not high, so the chance of them being alive is slim.' he thought as he clenched his fist. " ack!" he suddenly felt a strong pain coursing through his body. " tch! i unconsiously burned my qi, causing my level to almost drop...we are going back!" he shouted after a moment of thought. the unconsious burning of qi was not uncommon. when the anger of a cultivator reached a certain hight, the qi in their bodies act like fuel and strengthen them for a while, before, like fuel, it is exausted. this can result in the dropping in the level of a cultivator.
Chapter end
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