Chapter 634 - 344: Qinghua Rain, Duel, Cloud-Grasping Hand_3
"Quick, lie down! Start forging the sword!"
Hu Shanjiu wiped away his tears and nodded heavily.
Taking one last look at his fake watch.
If this is how I die, so be it!
He dies for the sake of human civilization!
Ordinary people don’t even get such a chance to be a hero!
Only, he’s not sure, how painful would it be to be pierced by those thorns?
He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and suddenly leapt forward, spreading his arms, rushing towards those thorns!
"Ah..."
Thud!
He was swept away by a blunt object hit to his chest, his body flew backward, arcing through the air and landing far away, rolling over several times like a tumbling gourd, failing to land on the thorns.
"Ah?"
He opened his eyes, rubbed his aching head, and saw next to the roots and thorns, two shining white Immortal Beasts standing impressively!
This...
Are these the Grass and Wood Puppet Immortal Beasts of the West State Boss?
When did they arrive?
The two Immortal Beasts, one on the left and one on the right, raised their heads, puffed out their chests, protruded their bellies, cocked their tails, back paws crossed, exuding pride!
Hu Shanjiu and his Ancient Immortal Master, as well as the Uncle Sword Soul floating above, were all dumbfounded!
"West State Boss?"
"You elders must not disrupt!"
"Cloud-Grasping Hand will eventually find here!"
"We don’t have time to delay, let me die quickly!"
Yet the two Immortal Beasts still remained arrogantly indifferent.
The Immortal Beast on the left pointed at Hu Shanjiu and gestured with its paw for him to scram.
The Immortal Beast on the right pointed at Uncle Sword Soul and then at the sword formed on the tree, encouraging him to forge the sword.
The master has spoken, if you wish to forge the sword, just forge it!
No one needs to die!
Fox Mountain does not need to compromise!
The wandering Sword Casting Immortal Root of Fox Mountain must not be stained by just any blood!
Hu Shanjiu looked at the two Immortal Beasts, his face fraught with panic, at a loss for what to do.
In the dream, Hu Shanjiu’s master gritted his teeth and spat out a single word, "Forge!"
Uncle Sword Soul reached for the newly grown sword blade!
The blade trembled, emitting a joyful buzzing sound!
Invisible rhythms were diffusing out!
The water above the cave suddenly turned violent, dark currents surged, raising overwhelming waves!
Crash...
The sound of the water reached the cave!
The two foxes, in a trance, heard within the water sound, the call of craftsmen, the moans of the dying, the crisp clangs of forging, and the devout chanting of scripture!
The Immortal Artifact is about to be formed, the celestial celebration has already started!
...
Every person in West State heard this sound.
They were either standing on balconies, or huddled in offices, or in park shelters, or poked their heads out of air-raid shelters.
They heard this sound and saw in the sky what seemed like an apparition, saw upon high mountains, endless craftsmen, burning furnaces, wielding forge hammers, sacrificial living people, chanting scholars...
They also saw a giant hand formed of dark clouds, carrying a roaring storm, flying away from the sky, as if sweeping past the head of West State, flying towards the northwest!
...
In Zhang Shan’s dream, the Round Stone Ancient Immortal stared at the reflection of the river scene, clicked his tongue, quite moved.
"This is fucking dumb.
Such a big commotion, isn’t it just handing treasures to the Immortal Thieves for nothing?"
The King of Darkness at the side, watching the giant hand sweeping across West State’s sky, his eyes full of envy, almost drooling at the mouth.
...
In Professor Zhang’s dream, Qing Lu Ancient Immortal, through his disciple’s eyes, watched the surveillance footage with a smile.
"Sigh... what a pity, that fellow... if he were my disciple, would there even be any Immortal Thief trouble now?"
Professor Zhang ignored the master, focusing only on frantically messaging Cai Xiaozhen.
[Quick! Take Expert Bai Mo away!]
[Take away!]
[Take away!]
...
In the restaurant’s private box, Cai Xiaozhen’s face was flushed red!
"Expert Bai Mo! Really needs to leave!"
Bai Mo stood by the window, watching the night outside turning pitch black!
He heard the "whoosh whoosh" sound of the wind outside the window!
He heard the "clang clang" noise from the windows in front!
It’s that giant hand of dark clouds, flying over above the restaurant!
"Wait a little longer..."
Bai Mo lowered his gaze.
What no one saw was that within his eyes, a magnificently complex Great Tripod was slowly rotating!
...
Outside the private room, in the restaurant hall, tables of guests were kept back for safety. At this moment, conversations surged, filled with worry.
"Did that hand just fly over our heads?"
"If that hand casually pressed down, wouldn’t our building collapse?"
"What about the West State Boss? Isn’t he going to take care of it?"
The pale-faced waitress stood in the corner, suddenly clasping her hands, looking towards the sky.
"Please, I’m scared, please, do something about that black hand..."
Just as her voice fell, she smelled a floral scent.
She turned her head and saw that the dozen pots of roses set against the hall wall had somehow bloomed!
The flowers swayed gently.
Petal by petal, they shimmered with a blue glow, falling from the flowers, spinning and drifting, carried away by the wind, flying across the hall, slipping through the window cracks, and ascending into the sky.
...
Happiness Peninsula, the road outside the residential area.
Seventeen flying swords floated around Guan Yuexi, who was surrounded by more than twenty shadowy figures!
More than twenty grinning faces, some from the Immortal Thief Stream, some from the Dark World, some from the Red Blood Secret Sect... At this moment, the Cloud-Grasping Hand had flown away, and they turned to encircle and kill Guan Yuexi!
Guan Yuexi gritted her teeth, wiped the sweat from her forehead, her eyes darting, closely watching each enemy’s movements!
She was Sequence Seven, but these more than twenty people were also Sequence Seven!
This time, it’s really going to end!
Where on Earth did the West State Boss’s Immortal Beast run off to??
Can’t it come to save a life??
Just then...
She saw petals with a blue glow flying far away in the sky, following the direction of the Cloud-Grasping Hand.
"Huh? What’s this?"
She was momentarily distracted, then quickly regained her focus, and when she looked at her attackers again, they were all frozen, raising their heads, mouths agape, with branches of flowers sprouting from their mouths!
These vibrant flowers, inserted in the Sequence Seven vases, swayed in the wind, their petals detaching, whirling, shimmering with blue light, and floating away into the night sky!
...
Immortal Committee Combat Center.
Chairman Chen Shu and Professor Zhang both widened their eyes at the latest surveillance footage.
"This is... what is this?"
The night sky of the West State had suddenly been submerged by a sea of petals!
Petals with a soft blue glow fluttered in the sky, like a rain of flowers!
In Professor Zhang’s eyes, the Qing Lu Ancient Immortal’s eyes were wide open, unblinking.
"Sequence Six?
"Great Immortal Technique?
"Qinghua Rain?
"This... this number... Qinghua Rain... isn’t the number of petals a bit off?"
...
Fox Mountain, Ghost Eye Machine Room.
Two operations engineers were running around, pushing a small cart.
Occasionally adding ice to one pool, occasionally adding sugar to another.
"Ying ying ying!"
"Howl howl howl!"
They weren’t sure what Master was doing, but the machine room’s power consumption was a bit high.
But it didn’t seem to have reached the level to trigger berserk mode?
...
Whew...
In the sky, the giant Cloud-Grasping Hand carried a storm toward the skies over Lishui Lake!
On the middle fingernail of the giant hand, Yangpeng Lake sat cross-legged, his face twisted fiercely!
The feeling of using the Great Immortal Technique was simply amazing!
On the second fingernail of the giant hand, there was the dark and plump young girl, precisely Li Chengjing!
On the ring fingernail of the giant hand, sat a middle-aged man wearing glasses, who was the third Sequence Six of the Immortal Thief Stream, not yet registered on the Sharing Stele, and had come this time to give the West State Boss a surprise!
Of course, if the West State Boss didn’t dare to act, then the surprise was pointless...
While thinking this, Yangpeng Lake grinned and chuckled.
But as he laughed, he suddenly smelled the scent of flowers.
He was startled to find that all around, countless petals with a soft blue glow were swirling in the air!
He and his Cloud-Grasping Hand, along with Li Chengjing and his third junior brother, were submerged in this ocean of blue flowers!
In his mind, the Miao Shou Ancient Immortal sat dumbfounded on an office chair, eyes wide open, voice raspy.
"Sequence Six?
"Great Immortal Technique?
"Qinghua Rain?"