The Northern Sword God
An Old World with Two Suns
When Sima Yong and two geniuses from the Ouyang Clan were tossed around in the portal Hall, in the end the three of them fell on a hard, yellowish-brown expanse of land.
“aduh... !!!“ Ouyang Qing complained When his butt felt like it was being deliberately thrown from the entrance portal Aisle.
“And this is....?”
“Is this what is called Misty Mountains??”
Sima Yong looked around who looked very strange and strange. Apparitions along the eye to see, at the foot of the mountain called Misty Mountains it does feel very creepy. All that is seen around is the formation of barren mountains that have hard textured soil.
There were not too many types of plants growing in those misty mountains. If there is, it looks creepy, because when the leaves of the plant are exposed to sunlight, a yellowish tinge of color like a withered plant emanates.
The light of the Sun shining in the world of this domain is very much different from the sunlight seen in the world outside.
This world in the Misty Mountains, what appeared to be two suns shining lethargicly in the sky. Even if there are two suns, do not expect that condition will cause the air to become very hot. Not at all as you imagined.
The two Suns shining in the world of the Misty Mountains looked like two Suns that had completely worn out to shine. It all looks like a dim light. It seemed like the two suns in the sky were very old suns. It is even likely that soon the two Suns will stop shining.
All had the feeling that it seemed like the world they were in was a world that was about to collapse. Sunlight is not refreshing, it is an old light.
Like a twilight light that almost faded towards the night. Because of the condition of the Sun as clean as it is, all the objects in the world glow orange-colored darkness when exposed to the sun. The wind that blows slowly, only brings cold air because the sun has withered. Empty feeling engulfed everyone in that old world.
“Alchemist Sima Yong. It felt like the world in this place was going to be near the apocalypse” Ouyang Qing tried to speak breaking the silence. The man looked a little scared. He walked over, towards Sima Yong.
The other Ouyang Clan genius even shouted in panic,
“See... I have lost all Qi energy ability by 50 %. Everything in this place is slower than the world out there. Oh…. How quaint. Even after losing the 50% Qi ability it was now the ability to fly so disappeared”…..
Indeed the fact that there was was when everyone tried to exert their Qi energy, their Qi ability decreased by 50%. Thus after losing that Qi ability of up to 50%, then all the practitioners were no longer able to fly within that world.
When Sima Yong tried to use his wings, he became happy that the wings were able to expand and make him fly. It turned out that flying using Qi could not be done in that world on the grounds that the Qi ability had decreased by 50%. While flying using wings which was an internal skill, it could still be practiced in that old world.
Sima Yong then said to Ouyang Qing,
“I became thinking, just a slap tens of thousands of years ago there was a split between the Elves in this place. The Elves who cancelled the trip to the world called Valinor had become frightened while in this world of Misty Mountains. This place actually carried an old aura like the aura of a person who was about to die.”.
And with a smile he said…
“But we entered this place to look for the relics of the Grey Elves right? Let's keep the spirit to hunt for the resources of the gray Elf” Sima Yong gave spirit to the two geniuses of the Ouyang Clan who seemed to start falling mentally.
The three men walked down the rocky ground towards the West. Their destination was to a place called the Blue Mountains. Reportedly in the Blue Mountains there, the Leader of the Grey Elves had disappeared thousands of years ago.
A few days of walking like that, it really feels very long for practitioners who are used to taking short flights for a trip. When walking tours like that they do within one to two days, all still feel fine.
But when such a walking procession began to enter a week of travel, boredom began to hit them. Ouyang Qing began to show his boredom by looking for new things to kill boredom.
He was kicking stones or whatever he found on the street. Not to mention that the old world never happened the state of the night made all the days feel the same. The tired old sunlight shone even more making the soul feel tired quickly.
“Can you be quiet and mature Ouyang Qing??.. I don't want Your reckless actions will just in case cause a disaster for all of us. In any case we must be vigilant in this unfamiliar world” Ouyang Piao who is older in age rebukes Ouyang Qing.
“I didn't see anything special with a rock or anything I had kicked earlier. So why should you get angry when I try to kill this boredom by doing something?” Ouyang Qing tried to quibble when scolded by his friend.
“I'm just trying to tell you. Don't you think there's something strange? Don't you feel like there's an aura around us? Your stupid actions will only make your teammate meet an accident with” Ouyang Piao looks angry when his friend tries to argue.
The slight tension between the two cut Sima Yong, however,
“You both should be quiet. Don't try to speak out loud. I heard something...” Sima Yong whispered a sentence using the voice transmission of those two Ouyang Clan people.
Just now Sima Yong said like that, suddenly I could hear the sound of singing…
“Let's go see, who sings it..”.
The three ran towards the sound of the singing. When they had finally approached the place where the singing voice came from, it was seen in the distance of 50 meters that ten practitioners were in a trance surrounding the figure of a red mist aura that emitted a singing voice. The ten practitioners seemed to have been drugged by being exposed to that strange aura magic.
They surrounded the aura in a docile and docile manner, where one by one the practitioner stepped closer to the aura of red mist. As the ten practitioners were captivated by the singing and entered the red mist, a disgusting look was plastered before Sima Yong's eyes.
Their bodies instantly melted and released pus when they were exposed to that kind of red-fogged energy. The more it entered into the depths of the fog aura, due to magic, it was seen that more and more human flesh was rotting in just a matter of seconds.
Although the people's eyes looked panicked and wanted to rebel, but they were unable to dismiss the magic command. When in the end the whole body disappears into the area of red mist, a small explosion is heard accompanied by the appearance of boiling blood bubbles. The explosion was rotting flesh and melting it leaving a liquid of blood.
In the end the blood bubbles boil on the ground, then evaporate into dust. There was nothing left of the practitioner. No screams, no sounds. It's all back as if nothing happened there. That aura then moved swiftly towards Sima Yong and the two geniuses of the Ouyang Clan.
Although Sima Yong was together with the two geniuses of the Ouyang Clan were astonished at the sinister scene, without waiting for the same incident to repeat itself and lure them in, shouting in a voice transmission.
He ran away from that strange place. Their goal was to head to the Western part where the Blue Mountains were located. Unexpectedly, when they were running not too far away from the strange place earlier, suddenly a red aura burst out from the ground and locked the three of them away.
The confinement of that aura spanned up to ten meters in breadth. Ouyang Qing and Ouyang Piao became trembling instantly. “We have died” thought they.
Sima Yong himself felt something pressure magic aura coming out from that fog. It was like a magic cast by a Saint Soul Master-powered Mental Practitioner. Sima Yong turned pale.
Saint magic was an extremely high mental strength. Even in the Northern Elf Domain, Sima Yong had never encountered someone of Soul Power on par with a Saint Soul Master.
“What will we do???” nervous Ouyang Piao spoke using a voice transmission.
“Quiet for a moment.. I tried to think of a way..” replied Sima Yong.
The chant of magic came back following the appearance of a kind of black monster that did not have eyeballs seemed to extend a hand towards the three people.
Amidst the horrors engulfing the three of them, Sima Yong's Soul View was like seeing one of the gaps in a corner in a misty aura. It was a slit that was thinner than the other parts. Without thinking Long, a sword thrust containing Sword Intent was emitted into that thinner part, though,
“Interpretation of Sword Intent.”.
A sword attack containing the Sword Intent Interpretation Sword Intent was arrogantly slicing a thin section of the magic aura wall that locked the three of them. The magic wall was torn apart…
“Lewat here.!!”
Sima Yong with all the strength he had (the strength of all the practitioners had decreased by 50% while inside that domain) he jumped through the gap that had been torn by the interpretation of his sword intent. He glanced back. His heart was relieved when he saw the two geniuses of the Ouyang Clan jump out following his footsteps through the crack that had been torn.
“Let's run quickly to the west towards the Blue” Mountains Sima Yong gave instructions. The three of them instantly rushed to use light skills to avoid that cursed area.
In an instant his third eye had started running up the Misty Mountains to cross over to the Blue Mountains.
While the three geniuses were running to quickly reach the Blue Mountains, they had no idea that four black-clothed figures had locked their eyes from the top of the mountain range.
The four figures were a group of demon races that were each Named; mao Fu (Nature King B1), Mao Heng (Kuja of the King Realm), and Mao Fu, Mao Bei (Great Spirit Realm B9) and Mao Dazhong (Great Spirit Realm B9).
Mao Heng said to his friends,
“See... Isn't that the Elf man mentioned has killed some of our race brothers from the demons? Let's finish him” Mao Heng is excited to eliminate Sima Yong.
In his calculations, the Elf only walked with two people. Both of his travel companions were weak practitioners of the Ouyang Clan. Indeed, among those six Five Star Sects, the Ouyang Clan was the Sect that was the most under his means.
Mao Heng was a Young Master in the demon race. His older brother was a genius in the demon race Named Mao Gao who was predicted as the Sword King of the Western Region. Mao Gao was until recently the only practitioner in the West who had comprehended sword intent. Mao Heng and Mao Gao were direct descendants of the demon race ancestor Mao Po Sin who was an expert at the two-star Holy Enlightenment Realm.
Of course with such a high status, Mao Heng had always been protected by his comrades. It would remain that Mao Heng was a figure who could not distinguish the height of the sky and the depths of the ocean. Mao Fu, the demon man who was the leader of their group, commemorated Mao Heng,
“Mao Heng. I had promised to take responsibility when Mao Gao's brother asked me to take care of you. Besides ...out there waiting for Grand Elder Mao Po Sin. What should I answer if something happens to you? Elf Named Sima Yong is not a simple figure that the four of us can face”.
“Hahaha. You're too worried. Look. The four of us with quasi cultivation levels of the King Realm and the Early King Realm. Not to mention these two demons had the cultivation of the 9th Great Spirit Realm. I'm sure we can conquer that Elf man. He only had two friends at the 9th Great Spirit realm of the Ouyang Clan. Are you afraid of their weak-looking strength?”
“It is not necessary that the four of us be afraid of them. And again..can you imagine if we get out of this domain carrying the head of that Elf? What compensation will the Great Elders be given later? Cultivation ascension pills? A Heavenly-grade demon technique? Or... heavenly rank spirit weapon?”
Mao Heng looked at his three friends by teasing them of the tantalizing gifts from the Grand Elders later on.
What is the power of Mao Fu a demon practitioner who always competes with Mao Gao in their race. Due to Mao Gao's higher status, so all the high-grade demon race resources were always given to Mao Gao.
Mao Fu was despite being a genius, as he came from an ordinary family only, so early on he always fought desperately to be able to achieve this kind of cultivation.
Even since childhood he has been a servant of Mao Gao. By humbling himself like that, he got a little bit of Mao Gao's remaining resources which he then developed.
So When Mao Heng persuaded him to attack Sima Yong Together, he became tempted from imagining the compensation that would be obtained from the Great Elders later.
Mao Fu was persuaded of seduction by ignoring that Sima Yong's cultivation was completely undetectable. He had even forgotten the old man's remark that, someone with the ability to hide his cultivation, was a dangerous figure…..
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Sima Yong Together with the two geniuses of the Ouyang Clan was seen jumping high to cross a valley in the Misty Mountains. When their feet were just about to step on the ground across, they suddenly felt they had been confined within the four rolls of black smoke that left the three asphyxiated.
Not yet exhausted the black smoke shock that felt drugged, appeared quickly four large devil claws sharp like a sword, slashing viciously his third leg that would stand on the ground. It happened really fast and confusing.
“Srreeett..
Four monster claws were seen slicing at high speed, then followed by heart-rending screams as an attack of demonic claws tore through Ouyang Qing's back….
*Connected*