Lighting Lanterns in the Mountains and Seas

Chapter 960 - 815: First Come, First Served

Nearly one hundred thousand besieging forces of Nanshan were boiling over, frenziedly so.

Previously attacking Shi Chun, they were compelled by orders to press on, but now, they were actively pushing to attack, afraid that a moment's delay would be a disgrace. At this moment, even if one could get a finger of Shi Chun, who would dare deny their contribution to Shi Chun's doom?

With this commotion, the news of Shi Chun being wounded and at the end of his rope was no secret, and it quickly spread to the Heavenly Court Team's central hub.

Manxi, staring at the mirror image, occasionally clenched his fist and struck his palm, knowing that anxiety was useless and that apart from ordering a strong attack, there was no other way.

Mulan Jin, staring at the mirror image, couldn't help but sigh lightly, also believing that Shi Chun was ultimately reaching his end. He couldn't understand it; the purpose of rescuing that guy from the Life Prison was to have him escort his daughter, so how did it turn into being the key to victory in the entire Battle of Great Pardon?

The situation was clear; whoever got the four thousand tokens below the Extreme Abyss, plus their own team's holdings, could lock in the outcome of the great battle. At this time, Shi Chun was the key to obtaining those tokens.

Rescuing that guy from the Life Prison was thought to give him a chance, but now it seems he was ultimately pushed down a dead-end path. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels like he is a real talent, such a pity.

Thinking of this, he sighed again, "Time and fate."

Meanwhile, in the 'desperate situation,' Shi Chun was endeavoring to suppress the thrill in his heart and courageously take hits. Fleeing everywhere in a pathetic appearance, only running around everywhere could provide more people the chance to desire to kill.

For this reason, he coughed up blood a few more times, and indeed, each time he did, the surrounding people went a little crazier, yelling everywhere for his life.

Strangely, after the Blood Soul Blade absorbed his blood mist, the evil spirit inside shuddered on the spot, immediately ceasing absorption, as if it could smell his aura, not only not absorbing but even spitting out the blood qi it had absorbed from him.

Who knows what it means.

Slightly understanding the reason, Shi Chun realized that the evil spirit's discernment ability was enhanced, indicating that after absorbing more blood qi, becoming more robust led to a higher degree of enlightenment.

In this slaughter, the Blood Soul Blade indeed absorbed much blood qi, and the evil spirit inside had clearly grown much stronger, but it still listened to Shi Chun, unlike earlier days when it would become restless with a slight increase in strength.

What excited him the most was not that the evil spirit in the blade became sensible, but rather the rapid improvement in cultivation. At this pace, he felt that as long as he held on a bit longer, breaking through to the Earth Immortal Upper Realm would not be a problem.

So he became even more active in fleeing everywhere.

Amid the siege, he ran around portraying misery, making it hard for Luo Que, who wanted to find him, to succeed easily.

The besiegers went mad, all fighting to kill Shi Chun, not hoping to capture him alive since so many were competing.

To put it simply, these people were blocking Luo Que's path. By this stage, whoever caught him would claim him as theirs; who would still heed Luo Que's commands and make way for her? What difference would it make if you killed Shi Chun or we did?

With their actions, Luo Que was anxious; she was on the field with injuries, wanting to personally settle Shi Chun, both to earn merit and to regain dignity.

Seeing the situation, being slow would render her irrelevant.

So she was no longer polite, with one bare arm, and waved her other sleeve, directly displaying the 'Fan Sleeve Heaven' Divine Skills on the Nanshan forces, sweeping a large area with each sweep, causing waves of exclamations.

Of course, she wasn't trapping them, just clearing a path, sweeping her sleeve to gather people before rushing into the gap, then flicking her sleeve to throw people out.

Her Divine Skills were much more effective than shouting, quickly causing people wherever she went to make way for her.

Before long, she appeared in the core of the besiegement.

Once bitten, twice shy; she wasn't in a hurry to approach but observed instead.

Noticing the attackers on Shi Chun were very spirited, none retreating due to peculiar palm power like she had.

If Shi Chun were acting to lure her back, she wouldn't believe it. She didn't even know she would return, and besides, who could act like that under the siege of so many people all this time?

Nine times out of ten, it seemed Shi Chun couldn't launch such a powerful attack anymore.

Clearly in front of her, Shi Chun was genuinely at the end of his strength, yet hesitated, fearing she'd be too late.

Shi Chun also saw her, surprised that the woman who fled would run back by herself. Thinking she came back just to watch the fun was unbelievable to him.

So he went weak in the knees, being smacked by a sword and plummeting like a meteor, staggeringly being hit twice on the way.

He endured it, not even using Bath Demon Skill's Green Qi to protect his battle armor, only avoiding facial attacks during flips.

Of course, he coughed up another mouthful of blood, and a big one at that, but he was vigorous with blood qi now anyway.

When they saw him falling helplessly as if paralyzed, those who were initially hesitant due to Luo Que clearing the field couldn't hold back anymore and rushed on, shouting and killing to finish him off, afraid of being too slow.

Luo Que saw this and couldn't hold back either, quickly advancing with a stream of light from her hand transforming into a whip shadow, striking those blocking her like a Spirit Snake, entangling Shi Chun and swiftly pulling him out of the besieging crowd.

Since it involved acting against her own people, she provided an explanation, shouting loudly, "Leave him alive..."

As soon as the words were out, her expression suddenly shifted dramatically as the limp Shi Chun, once pulled over, suddenly opened his eyes and struck with a palm from a distance.

Luo Que was shocked, unable to evade, and simultaneously flung both arms, using one hand to shake the whip to fling him away and the other to wield mana for defense.

Bang, a dull thud sounded.

Feeling the familiar bizarre palm power penetrating through the mana into her body again, Luo Que's eyes widened, realizing that the moves Shi Chun couldn't use in a besiegement could be used effectively against her.

Realizing that he was indeed set up, realizing that this whole scene was meant to lure him back, Luo Que's eyes nearly burst as he hysterically roared, "Traitor!"

Shi Chun, who had been flung aside, struck the whip shadow with another palm.

Before he could sever the whip shadow, it had already retracted on its own, and Luo Que, realizing he had fallen into a trap, turned his head and ran.

The Nanshan forces were all dumbfounded. What the hell? They were handling Shi Chun just fine, almost succeeding, and suddenly this woman came to show off.

Ding-dong…

A bell rang.

Luo Que, while fleeing, staggered and was momentarily disoriented.

The figure moving at full speed with the help of the Cloud Stepping Boots, dragging a red light, caught up during that split second of disorientation.

Luo Que quickly regained her senses, her hair standing on end in shock. She knew very well what it meant to lose focus at a life-and-death moment. Without even looking back, she accelerated again, attempting to fly away at full speed, only to see the astonished look on everyone's faces before feeling a pain in her waist.

As Shi Chun closed in on her, she accelerated again to increase the distance. Shi Chun urgently swung a blade with all his cultivation, breaking through Luo Que's defense, and the blade sank into her waist.

Unfortunately, it didn't cut her in half, but it had cleaved halfway through.

Blood burst out, transforming into a mist like a rainbow, and fed into the Blood Soul Blade.

With this injury, Luo Que lost control over the strange palm power in her body, compounded by the blood vaporizing frenziedly. She was left in chaos, suspended in mid-air.

As she flipped around, seeing Shi Chun pounce again, she desperately swung her remaining sleeve, intending to use the Fan Sleeve Divine Skills to break the situation temporarily.

Unfortunately, she was too gravely injured and reacted too slowly. Shi Chun, fearing she might indeed break the situation with Fan Sleeve, struck quickly with a falling blade, and with a swish, severed Luo Que's arm along with the sleeve, followed by a kick to her chest that sent her flying like a meteor, breaking several bones with an audible crack.

Nonetheless, the kick sent Luo Que flying out of the Blood Soul Blade's range.

All around, the Nanshan forces were stunned by this scene. Someone didn't come to their senses until Luo Que's figure flew close, catching her, only to find that in such a short span, Luo Que had become thin to the point of losing her human form, with the severed half of her waist barely bleeding.

A woman who was just now full of spirit and dominating the scene had turned into such a state in an instant, truly unbelievable to witness. What was moments ago a fierce chase had quieted down.

The sounds of the Heavenly Court Team's assault in the periphery suddenly became distinctly clear.

Luo Que, her essence rapidly dissipating, suddenly mustered her last bit of strength and let out a cry filled with reluctance, "Master..."

The voice wasn't loud, but many heard it.

The bulge on her back, as if alive, collapsed suddenly, causing her head to droop, her limbs to go limp, and her eyelids to slowly fall.

The man holding her felt it was too hot to handle, never thinking that the top disciple of the world's number one Great Sect would die in his arms. Holding her felt inappropriate, but dropping her seemed even more so; with panicked eyes, he glanced around, seeking advice.

Seeing that the woman was finally dealt with, Shi Chun, hovering in mid-air, let out a sigh of relief but was not content to leave the stage. Pointing his blade at the deceased Luo Que, he sneered, "Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"

He then waved his blade around at the dense crowd, "Anyone else dare to be reckless, and this will be their fate, pfft..." before he could finish his sentence, spitting a mouthful of fresh blood.

Raising his sleeve-armor to wipe his mouth, he flew unhurriedly to the side, his form occasionally wobbling.

The forces in his path were uncertain, hesitating whether to block him or not.

If they didn't block, it looked as if he might collapse, barely holding on, his show of strength possibly bluffing them.

If they did block, he might suddenly become violent and slaughter them like Luo Que.

While they hesitated, a woman's voice suddenly emerged from the crowd, "Everyone clear the way, fellow disciples, follow me in formation to kill this villain and avenge our senior brother!"

The speaker flew out; it was the Qiankun Sect disciple Huang Yuhuan, who had tied a white headband on her forehead, already mourning her beloved senior brother, Zhe Yuren.

Five more people quickly emerged, swiftly flying to different points, surrounding the staggering Shi Chun.

They had wanted to act before, but everywhere was filled with their own numbers besieging Shi Chun, making it impossible to find a suitable opportunity to set up a formation without involving their own. The commander gave no coordination either. Now, after this incident, they finally had a chance to make their move.

Shi Chun was displeased by this turn of events. He had no impression of these individuals, unsure of where this group of wretches had come from to ruin his plans. Yet, he had to continue acting weak, as such a large-scale opportunity was really hard to come by again.

His hesitation and indecision left him surrounded, with six people above and below, ahead and behind. Each of the six wielded a Compass, casting spells and activating them.

The light from the Compasses began pulsing, beams shooting into the void. Soon the void twisted, the swirling phantom light roaming like dragons, quickly enveloping Shi Chun's figure. The six then collectively pushed their Compasses toward Shi Chun, as they spun away, light shadows rapidly circling, thunderous booms echoing within the rotating light screen.

At this moment, a group charged forth, breaking through the crowd with force; it was the East Victory Army.

Leading them was Yan Zhili, who had lost an arm, worried that people might not know his intention, as he loudly declared, "East Victory's forces have come as promised, lending a hand to Nanshan, where is Shi Chun?"

His gaze swept around, but he couldn't spot Shi Chun, leading him to frown.

Immediately, one of the previous East Victory personnel flew over, whispering and reporting in Yan Zhili's ear.