Martial King's Retired Life

Volume 11 87 Pangu Created the World. Creation like Destruction. (Part 1)

Volume 11 Chapter 87 Pangu Created the World. Creation like Destruction. (Part 1)

Pangu’s claw swing billowed Ming Feizhen’s hair and clothing as though he was caught in a hurricane, yet he swung back, deflecting Pangu’s claws into the surrounding walls. Prior to today, Ming Feizhen had visualised his fight against Pangu uncountable times. One thing was consistent in all of his visions: the only way to overcome the difference in size was to have an effective defence.

Given Pangu’s size and strength, setting up fortresses and cities as a defence would be no different to expecting sandcastles to defend human forces. A massive army would be just a roar away from obliteration. Yet, to defeat Ming Feizhen, Pangu would have to strategically reduce the field to fit only itself, or it wasn’t going to tag him. Thus, Ming Feizhen needed to repel attacks.

If Ming Feizhen was fighting Pangu, then he might get outmuscled. When it was only Pangu’s claw, nevertheless, he could deflect the claw for quite a while.

Ming Feizhen’s appearance and strategy reminded Pangu of a man it encountered some time ago. From Pangu’s perspective, the man in memories and Ming Feizhen weren’t similar in appearance, yet it couldn’t help merging them together. Mayhap it was their similarly controlled postures and staunchness. Neither of them showed signs of losing their cool or letting fear suffocate them despite the overwhelming odds.

The man from Pangu’s memory teamed up with dozens of humans to fight it for twelve days before finally defeating it, albeit with great casualties. Ever since Pangu was defeated in the Central Plain, it never returned; it found itself an abode and never bothered with the mortal realm again. Owing to Ming Feizhen awakening it and reminding it of its defeat, its blood roiled once again.

Pangu unleashed another heaven-bound roar, sabotaging Ming Feizhen’s predictions with sheer power. Pangu subsequently fired a tidal wave of flames, conflagrating the underground palace. The blaze revealed all of the quaint mechanisms tucked away in secret places.

The only place in the palace that wasn’t turning to cinders and soot was where a frail-looking, sky-blue glow was visible. Whenever the flames reached it, instead of devouring it, the flames would glide past. Power that was created from logic wasn’t something Six Evils could fathom.

Pangu, whilst confirming the usage of Enlightenment, weaved through the inferno to the blue field redirecting its flames and rendering them harmless.

Ming Feizhen’s defensive strategy no longer functioned since Pangu brought its head into the battle. As such, he cancelled his Enlightenment, then stuck a green foxtail in his mouth that he kept tucked in his sash. He brushed the incoming flame with his hand on the way to his weapon and smacked his lips. “Pretty big head you got.”

Ming Feizhen propelled himself past Pangu’s head to take the latter’s back. He stung Pangu on the back, then moved forthwith, avoiding a deadly lightning bolt by a split second. Big doesn’t mean slow and clumsy.

Zooming along Pangu’s back at top speed using Night Steps, Ming Feizhen struck whenever he saw the opportunity. Each time he attacked, his chances of landing another hit was reduced.

Pangu’s lightning ability had tremendous reach in addition to only taking a thought to fire, and the closer you were, the more lethal the lightning zap. Hence, Ming Feizhen was forced to exit the range. While his true qi armour may have shield him from a fatal blast once or twice, it’d hinder his movement. One second slow was all it took to forfeit his life. In comparison, not one of Ming Feizhen’s fifty strikes fazed Pangu enough to elicit a sullen reaction.

Though Ming Feizhen escaped the lightning’s range, the inferno left him with nowhere to stand. Upon hearing Pangu exhale, he could tell he had a fireball from hell hot on his trail.

Contrary to the last spread blast, Pangu’s fireball was concentrated on a single target this time, easily ploughing through stone walls and melting a hole. If Pangu fired the blast from low to high, it’d have annihilated everything on the surface of Nieyao.