Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don’t Call Me a Demon! - Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Chapter 73: The Gap

Seeing the three of them charge forward,

Pei Haibing’s mouth twisted into a cold smile as his left hand formed a spell.

Whoosh whoosh!

The White Bone Coral Giant Tree swayed, and hundreds of White Bone Tree Branches fell down, densely stabbing towards Zhang Changxin and his two comrades from mid-air like a volley of countless arrows. In that moment, all one could hear was the whistling of the branches cutting through the air.

“Thunder, descend, vanquish the demon!”

Zhang Changxin roared, his iron clothes shattering raindrops as big as beans, while thunder and lightning flashed in the sky. A curved bolt of lightning fiercely struck the twin blades, covering them with a layer of erratic purple arcs.

This was none other than the most famous Cultivation Technique of the Purple Mist Sect, the Wanxiang Heavenly Power True Method, which borrowed the power of Heavenly Might for one’s own use.

Slash slash slash!

The thunder twin blades slashed continuously, shredding each White Bone Tree Branch into pieces.

But for the White Bone Coral Giant Tree, these attempts were merely a drop in the bucket due to the overwhelming density of the attack.

Qu Lingxuan let out a stifled groan. With her twin blades destroyed, her defense was not tight enough, and her shoulder and calf were pierced by two White Bone Tree Branches.

The iron clothes worn by the disciples of the Punishment Hall were a defensive Magic Artifact, which blocked much of the damage for her, but ultimately, they could not prevent the White Bone from penetrating flesh and blood.

In just an instant, Qu Lingxuan’s facial muscles trembled, and her bones made a series of crisp noises, especially in the shoulder and calf where the trembling was severe.

Argh!

Qu Lingxuan cried out in aguish, her eyes wide with shock and anger as she looked at her shoulder and calf, “My leg… ”

Before she could finish speaking, all 206 bones in her body, as if having their own will, moved to align with the White Bone Tree Branches.

The two White Bone Tree Branches, like grafted living saplings, rapidly grew on the surface of Qu Lingxuan’s body, transforming into two White Bone Dwarf Trees roughly two meters tall.

The cold wind carried the freezing rain down, falling on Qu Lingxuan’s face, frozen with horror. Seconds ago, she was full of life, but now her body was already cold, devoid of bones and support, spread out like putty, in an extremely tragic death.

This process was all too rapid. Zhang Changxin and Hou Yongqing, who were focused on their breakthrough, were too late when they noticed the situation and could only watch helplessly as Qu Lingxuan met such a fate.

“Die die die, I want you dead,”

Hou Yongqing’s eyes were bloodshot with rage. The tragic death of his lover had driven him to insanity, and he rushed towards Pei Haibing recklessly.

“Yongqing, be careful!”

Zhang Changxin shouted, but as the White Bone Tree Branches began to densely stab down again, he had no choice but to forcibly channel Spiritual Power and send out a wave of air over a dozen meters long. The powerful force of the thunder evaporated the rainwater and shattered the large swath of White Bone Tree Branches, clearing a path for Hou Yongqing, a path leading straight to Pei Haibing’s true body.

Aaargh!

Hou Yongqing was the first to charge forward, his twin blades shining with silver light as he too used the Wanxiang Heavenly Power True Method. His blades whipped up a tornado, seemingly capable of shredding everything.

In the midst of the tempest, man and demon began a close quarters encounter.

“The whimpering of the weak, do you think I, a Gu Master, would fear close combat?”

Pei Haibing’s back sprouted bones that connected into a coral giant tree tens of meters high. He seemed to be fixed in one spot, but it was only when Hou Yongqing actually got close to Pei Haibing that he realized, to his dismay, that his twin blades could only tear the flesh and could not sever his opponent’s bones.

Boom!

Unconvinced, Hou Yongqing swung his twin blades frantically, seizing the moment while Zhang Changxin blocked the White Bone Tree Branches, aiming to completely slay Pei Haibing.

In just a few seconds, Pei Haibing’s body was covered in wounds, his skin hanging like torn rags on his skeletal frame, turning into a mound of flesh exposing the underlying bones, which shimmered with a faint golden glow.

“Are you trying to tickle me?”

Pei Haibing mocked with a sneer. Having cultivated the White Bone Transformation Skill, he had long since abandoned his useless flesh and skin; his bones were his true form and the foundation of his life.

“Why, how can it not be cut?”

Hou Yongqing screamed hysterically, unable to believe he was actually unable to break through Pei Haibing’s defenses. With the strength of his twin blades, he could even cut through an iron pillar as thick as a human waist, yet he was unable to sever a human bone.

“White Bone Transformation Skill, you think you can break through with only the Fifth Level of Yunling Realm cultivation, what a joke.”

No sooner had the words fallen than Pei Haibing struck to kill. White Bone Tree Branches fell from above, piercing through Hou Yongqing’s top of the skull, skewering him high into the air. He soon became a soft-bodied creature without the support of a skeleton, like a piece of flesh and skin clothes, swaying in the wind on the branch, following in the footsteps of Qu Lingxuan.

“Yongqing.”

Zhang Changxin knew the odds were against him, and without time for much sentiment, he ran away without looking back after once again cutting through the White Bone Tree Branch.

“Did I say you could leave?”

Pei Haibing’s fingers curled and branches of white bone fell rapidly, sealing off all of Zhang Changxin’s escape routes and initiating a frenzied siege.

At this moment, Zhang Changxin’s iron clothes were riddled with scars, and with his Sixth Level of Yunling Realm cultivation, he lasted much longer than Qu Lingxuan and Hou Yongqing, who only had the Fifth Level cultivation.

However, such resistance was futile. The White Bone Tree Branches falling from the sky were endless, and no matter what he did, he could not break out.

After one minute.

Zhang Changxin’s twin blades shattered, and his whole person was listless, forced to use Palm Thunder with his hands.

With every clap of his palms, the Palm Thunder was as powerful as a rocket launcher’s blast, much stronger than Lu Feng’s, but still, it was unable to change his fate.

Half a minute later, Zhang Changxin’s whole body was pierced by the White Bone Tree Branches and he was hung in the air, becoming another trophy of Pei Haibing’s exploits.

“Cough, cough, run, hurry and run, go back to Purple Mist to inform… the master…”

Zhang Changxin had not yet taken his last breath, bloodied all over, he struggled to look toward Chu Pu, who had already become petrified with fear, hoping he could seek revenge for himself and others.

Chu Pu only had the Third Level of Yunling Realm cultivation. He couldn’t intervene at all in a battle of this level. Previously, during the indiscriminate attack of the White Bone Tree Branches, although he had luckily escaped a disaster, he lost all courage to resist.

Seeing the strongest among them, Zhang Changxin, die miserably before him, Chu Pu’s heart turned cold. He ignored the enmity of the entire Chu Family’s extermination and, like a terrified stray dog, fearfully began to run on his wobbly legs toward the direction away from Pei Haibing.

The downpour grew heavier, connecting the river in the sky with the earth like a pouring curtain, blurring the vision and turning the ground into a muddy swamp.

Thump!

In his panic, Chu Pu did not see what was in front of him. It was as if he had hit a wall, and he was thrown back, falling into the muddy ground, splattering mud all over himself.

But at that moment, he could not care less. His body trembled unconsciously due to extreme fear, his eyes filled with despair.

In the pouring rain, a massive dark shadow slowly emerged into his field of vision.

Pale and eerie, hundreds of Corpse Hands meandered through, leaving palm prints in the muddy ground.

On the body, stretching over ten meters long, bloodthirsty and ruthless cold insect eyes slowly rotated, an image that could stop one’s breath and freeze their blood.

A figure stood on the head of this supergiant centipede, with the rain sliding down his long neck, but it could not hide those pitch-black eyes shining with a blood-chilling murderous intent.

I’m doomed!

Chu Pu gave up struggling and lay in the mud for a long time, unwilling to get up. Pei Haibing was still unresolved behind him, and now there seemed to be an even more ferocious one in front of him.