Celestial Peak

Chapter 447: True Death II

Chapter 447: True Death II

Qinyang was doing her best trying to gather herself! She could feel her body bursting from the inside as it tried to breathe. Qinyang's eyes almost popped as her thoughts quickly became scrambled, [What the hell! His cultivation is still long from reaching its peak, yet this is so painful already!]

Devils were beings who control the physical body. With their wings signifying the power of their strength. 

It had been said that a Devil with a single pair of wings could match a sixth-generation Deity Beast. For a three-pair? They could fight up to fourth generation deities and add the mastery of the sword and experience that Wang Ling tempered for 70,000 years, then one could only think of the consequences.

Limited cultivation or not these Impostors could very much easily stand up against those with cultivation multiple times above theirs. Qinyang was trying her best to gather everything that was within her just to keep up!

But as she managed to finally see her surrounding, all that she saw was the one with five haloes hovering right above her with a giant ball of vermillion flames, "Let's see if you can survive this." 

BOOM!

The ball of flame stopped just before her face and then exploded the next moment blowing her several meters deep onto the ground!

The two Impostors then jumped high up, they drew their swords and gathered their qi to their swords.

They intended to mince her while she was incapacitated, but from the billowing smokes, Qinyang appeared with a still regenerating left leg. She quickly flew high up and then grabbed the two by the head summoned her strength and then threw them to the same side!

In the middle of her hand movement, she clasped both hands and quickly created a ball of vermillion flames that she stretched into a spear. That spear was then stretched out even further then split into seven respective weapons.

"Flame Origin Art: Seven Fire Stars!" she threw the seven spears and though they were all deflected with a sword, that created an opening that allowed her to cross the distance and make a wind up without caring for creating an opening.

Her right hand holding the sword reached her back, "Heralding Sword: Fire's Equinox!" her blade was engulfed in flames, a severe sense of danger engulfed the two Impostors, they smiled in appreciation to her efforts, but they were already prepared to deflect such a powerful strike.

Slash!

Yet the sword never came into contact with their swords nor body. The sword missed entirely and carrying the weight of his swing, Qinyang let it drag her body downwards, and then, her body somersaulted and delivered a heel kick to the one with Holy Qi's face!

BOOM!

The two Impostors body was sent flying several meters back once again, but the one with the Holy Qi grabbed his companion by the arm and flung him back to Qinyang.

Qinyang's face turned pale, quickly, she tried raising her hands to block, but both her wrists were held and crushed to dust! It would have already taken a while to heal such an injury, but as the Impostor gathered his Devilish strength, he tightly held onto Qinyang's wrist and never let go even as he threw her away!

"AAAhhhh~" A scream finally escaped Qinyang as her arms were ripped away from her shoulders! Blood escaped her system for a few seconds before being stopped by her bloodlines. She gritted her teeth, but only as she reached the ground did she saw the other Impostor waiting with a sword in hand.

With a reverse grip he aimed to stab her on the head, but Qinyang used her waist to twist her body and then somersaulted to receive the sword on the side of her torso! Holy Qi invaded her system and to the Impostor's surprised, Qinyang managed to still grit her teeth, regain the earth's feel on her heel jump high up, and then flap her two pair of wings to escape.

Right now, her face contorted with pain yet she never stopped moving. She ran and ran, like a terrified lamb for the slaughter. Nevertheless, even without an arm to speak of, her eyes never changed.

She was moving, never stalling, stopping to wallow in despair. She was constantly thinking, trying to think of a way to surpass the situation, she was having fun and the Impostors saw this and was all the more confused, but thinking that she was a Phoenix Deity of unknown generations, they understood why.

"How typical. Well, they are no different from the Devils, their heart craves the heat of the battle to unwind their gathering fire." Phoenixes were known to be elegant and wise, but the truth was that Phoenixes were battle-hungry beasts who wish to fight so they could let the fire within them explode out of their bodies.

The Impostors quickly resumed their hunt and as they did so they continuously stripped Qinyang of her weapons. It was not just her sword, chunks of flesh, her wings, everything was being picked off one by one.

The Impostors would receive damage, but even then, nothing would be heavy. Simply put, they were fighting from a distance, utilizing the strength of number as they dismantled Qinyang without so much as a form of mercy!

Yet, Qinyang was still standing, but not for long.

Qinyang stood at an elevated rock, looking down on the ones who had been killing her slowly and securely. Ragged breathing jittering eyes, she was searching for an out, but there was none.

"Are you still trying to find a way to live? You won't so just give up." The one with three pairs of wings uttered.

The Impostors watched them from a high vantage point, she looked down upon them, and without a hand, she couldn't flip them off, so she used her toes instead, "It's a two against one situation, do you think you should be proud of this at all? Why not come here and see for yourself if you can kill me?"

Her confidence was apparent, but she only looked like a pitiful child grasping an invisible rope.

The Impostors sighed and the one with the Golden Rings smiled, "Let us end this already, we still need to find the one who called upon the Bell of Heavens."

The one with the Hellish Qi agreed, quickly, he touched the ground and appeared before Qinyang, whose smile still did not waver. The Impostor got in range and swung his sword mid-movement. 

"Blood Seeking Sword: Culling River!"

From south to north, his sword traveled. Qinyang's wings was cut off, but she managed to dodge. She kicked, but

"Blood Seeking Sword: Blood Moon!" a circular motion took its place, her leg was cut off and then, as she fell to her knees, the Impostor finally made his final movement, "Blood Seeking Sword: Sunrise Blood." 

From west to east, a sword path was created, Qinyang's vulnerable neck was the perfect target, the angle was spotless, and both of them knew it.

The smile never disappeared, one last time, her body burst into flames, quickly, she transferred her healing factor to regrowing her arms!

Qinyang swung her elbow and deflected the sword and with her remaining arm, she came from a low vantage point, "Heralding Blade: Phoenix Soars to the Nine Heavens!"

Qinyang aimed for the neck as well, she wanted to kill the might adversary before her, she wanted to triumph! But just like how she foresaw the Impostor's sword, her enemy managed to do the same.

The Impostor moved his neck and then swung the deflected blade, "Blood Seeking Blade: Calamity Connection." 

Slash!

Qinyang's regrown limbs were cut to pieces, and then with his free left hand, the Impostor gathered his sword intent and then struck her in the heart, "You were a fairly difficult opponent, sadly, you're not good enough."

BOOM!

CRACK!

The dark stone platform cracked much like how Qinyang's heart was crushed.

"Puha!" with only a single leg left, Qinyang went down. She coughed up blood as she failed to even properly circulate her qi, even for someone like her restoring a crushed heart would a long time without help. But because of her weakened state, she would most likely die.

Though she's a cultivator and could live for a long by controlling their internal blood flow, Qinyang would still have to deal with the one before her.

"Wait! Please, let me live!" All of a sudden, Qinyang, started begging for mercy.

BAM! 

She knocked her head on the stone platform and caused even more cracks. She raised her head and coughed up even more blood.

BAM!

Once again, she knocked her head on the ground and coughed up blood.

The Impostor smiled, at this "It is amazing how much vitality you have. I wish to know more, but, let us end this now. It was fun, now die quietly."

Qinyang, who was still in the middle of motion on knocking her head on the ground finally smirked once more.

BAM!

The ground finally cracked and then

CRACK!

BOOM!

From below the stable platform came flowing magma that took the Impostor by surprise. Qinyang had felt its presence since way before! Magma devoured her that had been vigorously flowing since the start of their battle!

Inside the magma, she could barely see anything, but she felt right at home having the Phoenix lineage. She kicked the magma and began swimming towards something and as she felt the one with the Holy Qi following her, she began speeding up!

[There you are!]

She swam faster and faster and faster, yet the one with the Holy Qi still caught up! 

[SHIT!]

The one with the Holy Qi prepared to swing his blade and even used the magma to his advantage, he was stopping at nothing to kill Qinyang!

Blood Seeking Sword: Sunrise Blood!

Qinyang felt the coming of the sword, her neck itched as the sword was inches away from her neck a hand came from the depths of the magma stopping the sword with his own.

Wang Ling had opened his eyes and with body coated in white flames, the Heavenly Flame Serpent roared with his movement!

Twilight Sword: Crossing the Void!

SLASH!

Silence, and then the magma shifted to his whims, its colors turned from red to white!

BOOM!

The magma parted and was blown away by the sheer force of a single sword swing infused with Angel's meddling of the surrounding!

And as the shower of magma formed, Wang Ling came out of the pool of magma holding Qinyang in his arms!

The true Wang Ling stood in opposition to the Impostors. He observed their faces and then raised a brow at their uncanny image to him. He moved to the side and set down Qinyang,.

He cut his fingers and then let out her blood essence and fed it to the injured girl.

All of a sudden the sound of the wind as one of the Impostors made their move. The one with the Holy Qi swung his blade at Wang Ling sensing he was the one with the Holy Qi.

But as Wang Ling turned his head over, he recognized his own sword technique and simply adjusted his stance and allowed him to pass him by.

"So... you volunteer first to die?" he said as he casually grabbed him by the face and smashing his head down on the flood.

BOOM!