Chapter 171: Gong Lianyue’s Darkening
–Snow Plume City, Loving Heart Spring Area
The spirit energy radiating from the small pink figure and the blue-haired girl surged like reverse waterfalls, clashing and swirling, dividing the world into two dreamlike realms of vibrant, almost overwhelming color.
Although weapon-type spirit beasts generally had lower combat power, Sacred Water, Lover, being at the Samsara Stage, a level above Gong Lianyue, possessed a ferocious aura that ordinary Spirit Masters couldn’t withstand.
A single tremor from it sent scores of weaker Spirit Masters and mortals collapsing like dominoes, the few remaining ones staring in terror, their hearts pounding.
Could this truly be the power of Loving Heart Spring, a mere high-rank spirit beast?
Meanwhile, a teardrop slid down the blue-haired girl’s cheek, revealing the six neatly arranged beauty marks beneath.
Gong Lianyue, her expression calm, gazed at the enraged, pink figure. Sacred Water, Lover, a weapon-type, attachment-type spirit beast… Let’s see what you’re capable of!
Boom!!!
The next second, a violent aura erupted, painting the sky pink.
The tiny figure, its butterfly wings buzzing, shot forward like a falling meteor, its speed beyond human comprehension, slamming into the space before the blue-haired girl.
The resulting shockwave sent nearby Spirit Masters tumbling, the surrounding snow and the lake itself ravaged.
The pink wave of energy, a near-instantaneous attack, reached Gong Lianyue.
Bang!
Barely a meter away from the blue-haired girl, the violent pink aura dissipated.
As the dust settled, Sacred Water, Lover, enveloped in a shimmering pink, egg-shaped barrier, was held firmly in a delicate, white hand.
A beautiful, silver-haired rabbit woman with a massive tail, as large as a small hill, stood before Gong Lianyue.
The Tyrant Demon Seed!
Its arm, veins bulging, its face contorted in a grimace, tightened its grip on the pink eggshell, which trembled violently, about to shatter.
[Battle Technique – Enhanced Leap]
A dense, silver spirit energy enveloped the rabbit woman’s left leg, the ground beneath her feet cracking and crumbling under the pressure, spiderweb-like fissures spreading outwards.
Her leg swelled, like a steel pipe filled with blood, its muscles hardening and bulging, its aura growing more terrifying.
Thud!!!!
The next second, the rabbit woman kicked, her foot arcing upwards like a falling axe, shattering the pink eggshell, along with its own arm, into a bloody, pulpy mess.
However, only its arm was injured. The pink figure had vanished.
After three seconds of silence, the onlookers murmured in confusion.
“…”
“…”
“Where did it go?”
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
Just as someone spoke, a deafening explosion echoed, a pink arc streaking across the sky, the entire area shaking violently.
A distant snow-capped mountain exploded, reduced to dust, a cloud of debris rising into the air.
A massive chasm, radiating a desolate aura, like the gaze of the abyss, appeared.
Silence, a terrifying, suffocating pressure. The Spirit Masters, their faces pale, were stunned. This was beyond their comprehension.
A single strike, shattering a mountain.
The Tyrant Demon Seed stood motionless for half a minute, then looked up. The small, pink figure, its eggshell barrier partially shattered, looked slightly disheveled.
Although the silver rabbit woman had lost an arm, its aura hadn’t weakened.
After all, for a rabbit, arms, like breasts, were merely unnecessary appendages. As long as its legs worked, it was fine.
[A Saint-rank, the Tyrant Demon Seed!!!]
The pink figure’s face darkened. Facing such a monstrous opponent, even with its higher rank, it had no chance of winning.
After a moment of silence, the rabbit woman’s massive tail began to shrink, and its severed arm regenerated, the flesh reforming, filled with a viscous, silver liquid.
The Closed Moon talent allowed it to freely convert between spirit energy and physical strength.
The size of its tail represented its spirit energy reserves. When it shrunk completely, it meant it was completely drained, but its physical strength would also reach its peak, a terrifying level of power.
[What to do? Fight or flee…?]
The pink figure panicked. If captured and tortured by Gong Lianyue, it would be a lifelong humiliation.
And without its master, it couldn’t use its weapon-type battle techniques, unless it activated its automatic control mode.
But what if it still lost?
Wouldn’t it be reduced to a plaything?
As the pink figure hesitated, a powerful aura approached.
Snow Plume City, Entrance Area
A massive waterspout, a swirling vortex a kilometer wide, almost covering the sky, slowly moved, creating a destructive current.
Within the towering waterspout, a three-thousand-meter-tall giant, clad in crystalline armor, gradually materialized.
Its colossal form pierced the sky, its every move creating massive tidal waves, like an ancient god.
“Roar!!!!!!!”
A deafening roar echoed, shaking the entire city, the terrifying spirit energy sending buildings and Spirit Masters flying.
A high-rank, Samsara Stage spirit beast—the Rage of the Seas!
The earth-shaking roar, like a hammer blow to the heart, threatened to annihilate Snow Plume City.
[Is this aura… Fourth Cycle, Broken Cycle, or Sixth Full Cycle…?]
The sudden appearance of this powerful spirit beast made the pink figure’s face harden, and Gong Lianyue’s heart sank.
A wild spirit beast attacking a city in this era?
She could only think of one possible origin for this Rage of the Seas: the Pool of Hidden Secrets!
But why send a Samsara Stage spirit beast to attack? The Snow Fairy Mansion had Nether Traverse Stage experts.
Wait, could it be that they were sending spirit beasts of varying strengths to different factions, based on their power levels…?
In that case, the Sea Concubine Palace would be facing more than just a Samsara Stage spirit beast.
[High-tier, below average. I’ll deal with you later. I need to check this out.]
Sacred Water, Lover, leaving a parting threat, turned to leave, then froze, turning back in disbelief.
The blue-haired girl was wearing a cold, dark crown, her swirling water spirit energy tainted with a deep, inky blackness.
“Help me resolve this situation. I’m in a hurry to return to the Sea Concubine Palace,” the girl’s cold, emotionless voice sent chills down the spines of every Spirit Master who heard it.
Chapter 172: The Saintess Arrives
Roar!!!
With the sea giant’s roar, monstrous waves surged, and the violent waterspout continued to demolish the surrounding buildings.
Its towering form loomed, almost blotting out the sky, threatening to drown Snow Plume City in a tsunami.
Panic and despair filled the city.
“Spirit Masters of the Snow Fairy Mansion, save us!!!”
“How can it be so massive? It’s also at the Samsara Stage!”
“Why is Snow Plume City under attack!?”
The terrified crowd scattered, while several Snow Fairy Mansion Spirit Masters, their faces grim, bravely faced the Rage of the Seas.
At this critical moment, the Snow Fairy Mansion Spirit Masters arrived!
Three Samsara Stage Spirit Masters, their faces pale, confronted the towering, crystalline giant, a chilling dread washing over them.
The woman leading them, suppressing her fear, shouted, “Attacking a Sea Region faction will result in your being hunted down by the entire Sea Region Alliance! Do you understand!?”
“If this is a misunderstanding, leave immediately! Otherwise, we will attack!”
“…”
“…”
Silence. Then, a strange laughter echoed from within the Rage of the Seas.
“Annihilate my entire clan?”
“Hahahahaha, hahaha—”
The mocking laughter continued for a long time before abruptly stopping, the voice turning cold and menacing.
“Snow Fairy Mansion… struggle all you want in this disaster.”
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
The Rage of the Seas’s aura erupted, a terrifying wave of spirit energy, like a tsunami, crashing down upon Snow Plume City.
The fifth stage of the Samsara Stage, the Broken Cycle!!!
At this stage, the spirit energy cycles weren’t visible, but the spirit beast’s size increased dramatically.
The three Snow Fairy Mansion women were sent flying. Their faces grim, they summoned their spirit beasts.
A high-rank, Samsara Stage Netherworld Sea Turtle, its body shrouded in a misty cloud, its size only half that of the crystalline giant.
A high-rank, Samsara Stage Illusionary Flowing Robe, like an ethereal garment of water, draped over the giant turtle’s shell.
A high-rank, Samsara Stage Ice Attendant Dual Swords – Sacred Puppet, a female puppet wielding two magnificent ice swords, a rare combat-type spirit beast, floating in the air.
A mid-rank, Samsara Stage Water Skeleton Greatsword, a ten-meter-long blade with wave patterns, strapped to the puppet’s back, like a hidden weapon.
A high-rank, Samsara Stage Mist Bewitching Melody, shrouding the three Snow Fairy Mansion women in a thick fog, their figures flickering.
A mid-rank, Samsara Stage Heavenly Image Gate, a massive stone gate, over a kilometer wide, separating the Rage of the Seas from Snow Plume City.
The Samsara Stage represented a qualitative change in spirit energy. Spirit beasts at this stage gained incredible power, and Spirit Masters could summon two spirit beasts simultaneously.
This meant it was a 6v1!
The dense water spirit energy in the air clashed and swirled, creating a massive, spectacular tidal wave.
A dismissive snort echoed from within the Rage of the Seas.
“I thought the Snow Fairy Mansion Master herself would come to greet me.”
“One Third Cycle, two Second Cycles. Is that all?”
“Pathetic!”
“Roar!!!!!”
The Rage of the Seas roared, a massive crystalline hand descending from the sky, creating a shockwave that rippled through the water below.
As the hand, a hundred meters above the ground, approached, the six spirit beasts below were crushed and distorted by the pressure, the ground beneath Snow Plume City cracking.
If that hand landed, the city would be annihilated.
The three Spirit Masters’ faces were filled with despair. The Snow Fairy Mansion’s sole Nether Traverse Stage ancestor was nowhere to be found, and their Palace Master was in seclusion. They were no match for this beast!
Although the Snow Fairy Mansion seemed weaker than the Sea Concubine Palace, the Gray Citadel’s ten subsidiary forces didn’t even have Nether Traverse Stage experts.
In both the Sea Region and the Wind Realm, a single Nether Traverse Stage expert could establish a top-tier faction.
And at this critical moment, their ancestor was absent, and their Sixth Full Cycle Palace Master had entered seclusion last month…
As the crystalline hand descended, the Spirit Masters within Snow Plume City screamed, facing certain doom.
Just then, a massive, jade-colored scorpion pincer, covered in dark green scales, emerged from the water and clashed with the descending hand.
The Iron Jade Ice Scorpion, Dead Sea Stage, 70 meters long, its right pincer 130 meters wide.
The Rage of the Seas, Samsara Stage, 2980 meters tall, its right arm 110 meters wide.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
A deafening roar, and the six immobilized Samsara Stage spirit beasts were sent flying, a massive wave erupting.
The violent shockwave rippled outwards, like a nuclear explosion, churning the sea.
A second later, both the scorpion’s pincer and the giant’s hand shattered, raining down like shimmering dust.
The Rage of the Seas stared down in disbelief at the tiny scorpion below.
Such a small, insignificant creature… what was with that arm?
“What the hell? Dead Sea Stage?” a shocked female voice echoed from within the Rage of the Seas.
“…”
“…”
Just then, the air solidified, a heavy, oppressive aura descending.
A powerful wave of water spirit energy, like the pure, primal aura of a Saint-rank, washed over Snow Plume City, transforming into a wave of despair.
Almost simultaneously, all the Spirit Masters present, including the Rage of the Seas, turned towards the source.
Floating in the sky above Snow Plume City, a blue-haired girl in a water-patterned robe, a crown of flowing black liquid on her head.
Six teardrops, neatly arranged on her face, her breathtakingly beautiful face cold and indifferent.
Under the watchful eyes of all, the blue-haired girl spoke,
“You said you could handle this.”
Beside the girl, a pink, glowing figure danced and spun, like a butterfly, leaving a trail of pink, heart-shaped bubbles.
Sacred Water, Lover.
“Just give me a suitable vessel, and I can take care of it in minutes!”
“But that biological scorpion won’t do. I hate violence! I need a more elegant, elemental type. Don’t tell me the Sea Concubine Palace doesn’t even have a single Water Element?”
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