Chapter 728 - 302: Vampire Prince
Chapter 728 - 302: Vampire Prince
"Gulp..."
The act of swallowing saliva spread through the crowd like a plague.
Even the Elder of the seventh rank and the Great Elder of the eighth rank felt their bones chill and their hairs stand on end at this moment.
The swirling fireball suspended above Without-Sun City was immensely vast, boundless at a glance.
It had stopped spinning, and the sense of imminent danger that seized one’s soul pricked at the temples of every living creature.
And this was merely a whiff of the ’Assassin’s Cannon’s’ stray might.
It was hard to imagine the level of despair of the actual target of the fireball.
He, or she or it, would they repent and pray, begging for the Heavenly Dao’s forgiveness?
Or would they fight to the death, never giving up until the very last second?
...
Ye Hanjun was oblivious to the crowd’s wild speculation.
He tensed every muscle in his body, activated all his protective artifacts, and made every preparation he could.
"Come on... come on..."
"Isn’t it just a fight to the death... Experiencing what it’s like to transcend a calamity in advance... it might not be a bad thing..."
Time flowed exceptionally slowly in this moment.
In the suffocating tension, the deafening sound of cannon fire resounded through heaven and earth, and the crimson fireball finally fell.
It came with an unstoppable momentum of destruction, accelerating, accelerating, accelerating madly; the hot air from just a moment ago brushed past Ye Hanjun’s face, and the next moment, an earth-shattering explosion echoed in his ears.
"Boom!!!!"
Above Without-Sun City, the semi-transparent membrane barrier rippled endlessly, dark ripples flooding into a disaster.
That was a magnificently huge collision of energies, and the twenty-four Array Guardian Spirits atop the sky pillars all listened intently, with a solemn demeanor.
"Big Head’s part... has all been blocked."
"But the stray might truly surged into the Flower of Windows; who in that direction has met with such a calamitous impact?"
The stern-faced Golden Peng Fox muttered to itself.
"It seems to be ’Ye Hanjun’, the person from the Ye Clan who has been in the eye of the storm these recent years."
The Tiger Leader responded in a deep, echoing voice.
Unable to pinpoint the ’Assassin’s Cannon’s’ core target before, the path is now clear, and the bewilderment of those engulfed in the Mysterious Mist dissipated.
And for those standing at the top of the stone pillars, listening to the discussions on the ground, whether intentional or not, was as surefire and effortless as flipping one’s hand.
"Ye Hanjun..."
Jin Xuanzi glanced at the Flower of Windows beside him, his small eyes flashing with golden light.
"This person is the girl’s master... He can’t have an accident."
"If we had noticed the target sooner, we could have joined forces, there might have been a chance to come to his aid."
"Now... it’s too late for anything."
The Pencil Spirit swayed its pen, attempting to write in the void.
But upon just touching it, its entire body shook violently, frightening it into stopping immediately.
"No good, no good, I can’t predict."
"Connected to the Clock of the Era, even The Fetus of God Sealing wouldn’t dare make a big fuss."
"I’m just a minor divining spirit; if I really tried to fortell, I’d be struck dead instantly."
"This shouldn’t be..."
Ye Shu looked up at the sky, trying to sort through her thoughts:
"Ye Hanjun... why would he draw such a deadly calamity?"
"I have heard of this child; he is the fourth person after Ye Shitian to enter the ancestral ground in his youth and gain the favor of the progenitor."
"But he gave up the progenitor’s sacred blood, transferring it to his kin of the same bloodline."
"And although he is an Active Awakening, with dual authority upon him, facing the deadly calamity of challenging the seventh rank would be natural, why would there be a need to deal a harsh blow now?"
"Could it be... he still bears the clan’s fortune on his shoulders?"
"Is Heavenly Dao afraid of the day he accomplishes his goal, so much so that it sends down disaster prematurely, to annihilate him here and now?"
Ye Shu’s soft voice drew the sideways glance of all the Holy Saint Embryo.
"Roufeng sister, what do you think?"
"Since we can do nothing, it’s useless to say more," said Ye Roufeng indifferently.
"I’ve never believed in fate; man is the master of his own destiny, and he can conquer the heavens."
"Even if we step back a thousand paces, if indeed favored by the progenitor and protected by the clan’s fortune, he cannot die so easily."
"If he does die, then there’s not much to regret."
"On the Path of Controlling Spirits, blood flows like rivers; one day, you and I will also be among those unremarkable skeletal remains, just another commonality among all beings. At our level, can’t we see beyond this?"
"Little sister... surely does not have the same Transparency of Mind as you, sister."
Ye Shu sighed gently, slowly closing her eyes:
"There are twelve tolls of the bell left."
"Whether it’s life or death, we shall wait and see."
"Crack!!"
Without warning, the crisp sound of breaking ice echoed in their ears.
Ye Shu, who had just closed her eyes, suddenly stood up.
Mists whirled around her, and her mind, which had just begun to settle, was once again thrown into chaos.
"How is it possible! The Flower of Windows is broken?!"
"This is a sacred relic linked with the Tribal Array, unblemished for 120,000 years! How could it crack?!"
"Plop—"
A mangled corpse fell out and plummeted from thousands of meters high, striking the ground like a meteor.
Ye Hu, Ye Qiuguo, Ye Dan, Ye Shan... Some of them had their mouths agape in shock, unable to close it.
At the critical moment, the Holy Saint Embryo ready to act from atop the sky pillar found their speed overtaken by a flash of bloodlight.
"Ho ho ho, what a sorry human lad."
"Anticipating tender meat, how is it that you’ve been charred inside and out?"
The blood shadow, too fast for the naked eye to capture, gradually returned from its flickering state to normal.
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