Chapter 850: Revenge Of The Weak
Feiyun watched the scene in the mirror. Though Zhan Yue had lost, Ye Xiaomu was still fighting.
Her cultivation was above both Meng Taiyue and Zhan Yue, reaching the peak ninth-level and nearly touching the gate of Nirvana.
“Meng Xinghu, you have gone too far!” She got up from the ground with nothing but determination in her eyes. Her battle robe was tattered, revealing her snow-white skin stained with blood.
Her hair fluttered to the wind; her red eyes looked just like amber. She formed seventy sword mudras in no time at all and created a divine sword. It flew straight for Meng Xinghu’s head.
“Haha, your cultivation isn’t bad but the difference between our talent is too great. I am a historical genius and can exceed three levels.” Xinghu was at the early ninth-level but was still immensely powerful. Moreover, he cultivated a heavenly scripture from the Meng. A half-demon with no profound merit law to speak of couldn’t take him on.
The half-demon alliance had merit laws created by the previous experts. This naturally couldn’t compare to the ancient clans’ scriptures. The difference was of several levels.
This was another reason why half-demons were weaker than other cultivators at the same level.
Meng Xinghu’s eyes shot out two lightning bolts as thick as a bowl, easily crushing the divine sword. He then unleashed a palm strike, sending Xiaomu back to the ground.
“Ugh...” This attack was too strong, enough to create a dragon image. Ye Xiaomu’s chest was a bloody mess. Blood kept on gushing from her mouth. She couldn’t get up anymore.
Xinghu slowly walked over and crouched down with a nefarious smirk. He raised her chin and said: “Be my slave and I’ll spare you.”
“In... your dream...” Her eyes became bright again as she tried to manifest an energy sword.