Chapter 303: Two Principles Azure Water Formation, Formation Complete! Fight
This time, she held the sword in her left hand.
Because her right hand had long since been hammered into a bloody pulp, hanging limply, completely unable to hold a sword.
The Innate Wood Spirit was still nurturing her body, and Ming Zhaoshuang controlled the sword with her thoughts, guiding Fushuang towards the cultivator with a burst of cold light!
At the same time, Ming Zhaoshuang sent out a Dao Talisman, slashing towards the Lotus Platform!
“It’s useless. In the face of absolute cultivation suppression, you can’t do anything.”
The person sighed lightly, raised his hand, and caught Ming Zhaoshuang’s sword. At the same time, he set up a Defense Shield on the Nine-Orifice Lotus, completely nullifying the power of Ming Zhaoshuang’s Dao Talisman.
At the same time, he couldn’t help but sneer: “What exactly do you want to do? Don’t you know that if this Lotus Platform is broken, the vengeful energy of Youdu Mountain will erode all these Mortal Women?”
“You and I are both cultivators, yet you are so greedy. It’s one thing to want the Nine-Orifice Lotus, but you even want to take it all and break through the formation! You truly disregard the lives of these Mortal Women, you are unworthy of being a cultivator!”
Saying this, he struck again, aiming at Ming Zhaoshuang’s abdomen without mercy!
Intense pain struck, and Ming Zhaoshuang’s entire face contorted.
Her abdomen instantly bled from the immense pressure. Ming Zhaoshuang didn’t need to think to know that most of her internal organs were shattered. Even with Feng He’s Innate Wood Spirit’s power, she would likely be bedridden for five to six days.
“Cough, cough…”
Large mouthfuls of blood spilled from her lips, yet she stood up again, much to the cultivator’s extreme surprise: “You… you’re not dead yet?”
Although he was not a Sword Cultivator, he was still an Early Void Refinement Stage cultivator. Fighting a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, even with all the external items she possessed, it was impossible for her to withstand so many of his attacks and still be alive.
Immediately after, he saw the faint Wood Element Spiritual Flow emanating from Ming Zhaoshuang’s body.
His expression shifted to one of astonishment.
It was an Innate Wood Spirit!
Ice and Lightning Dual Spiritual Roots, possessing an Innate Wood Spirit within her body, and already at Early Nascent Soul Stage at thirteen years old. Such talent was truly enviable and made one jealous.
This individual, if they cannot be used by the Master, must be eliminated.
“What you’re saying… I find rather amusing.”
Ming Zhaoshuang retrieved Fantuan. Every word she spoke now caused her immense pain, and even a single breath made her tremble from the bone-piercing agony. Yet, she still stood, as steadfast as Kunlun.
“For us cultivators, the first precept… is not to lay hands on mortals, not to draw swords against the weak. Even the most despised demonic cultivators know that one should kill cultivators and torment immortals, not aim their sword edge at mortals!”
“But what are you doing? You have imprisoned these innocent Mortal Women… cough, cough… in the Ghost Realm’s Youdu Mountain, using them as petri dishes for immortals and vessels for Ghost Fetus!”
“Let alone the suffering they endure before conceiving… cough, cough… or after conceiving, I just ask, how many of them can safely give birth to an Immortal Embryo, and how many can survive after giving birth to an Immortal Embryo under your sword?”
Before she could finish speaking, the cultivator’s patience reached its limit. He struck again with his hammer, sending waves of water several feet high, silencing Ming Zhaoshuang’s words.
“Enough! What do you know! We are discussing spells! We are making progress for the entire cultivation world’s reproductive issues!”
Ming Zhaoshuang could no longer lift her right hand, but her left hand instinctively moved to protect her chest.
This was… Ming Zhaoxue?
He was protecting her, even though he was not awake, he was still using his flesh and blood to shield her.
The Dragon Scale was hard, but it could no longer withstand such a powerful impact.
Ming Zhaoshuang was once again struck into the Yellow Springs Jade Pool, only hearing Fantuan’s heart-wrenching roar as it lunged at the Void Refinement Stage cultivator, only to be casually brushed aside by him.
Fantuan, too, was only at Late Nascent Soul Stage.
Ming Zhaoshuang tried to muster Spiritual Power to stand up again, but her legs were weak, her ribs were all broken, her right arm was fractured, and even the left arm protected by Ming Zhaoxue couldn’t be lifted due to the shock.
It seemed she was truly going to die.
But the Wood Element Spiritual Flow filling her body seemed to be soothing her; she was not dead, she was still alive.
She still had a chance, for her brave and fearless companions, for the Mortal Women buried in Youdu Mountain, for the ideals in her heart, to fight.
She grasped the already broken Lotus Leaf and climbed out of the pool again.
Her face was dirty and bloody, her entire body could be said to be deformed, devoid of any strength.
Only the brilliance in her eyes remained.
Fushuang appeared in her palm, and Dao Talismans circled around her.
“Heaven and Earth Great Dao, rules and boundaries. Since cultivators have reaped benefits, they must pay corresponding prices. This is the ultimate truth, irreversible.”
Her voice was low but sonorous: “You are not discussing spells; you are indulging in selfish desires. The cultivation world’s reproductive issues do not need to be resolved with such extreme cruelty—”
She was interrupted again by the Iron Hammer.
The cultivator knew very well what he was doing. Exposed so starkly by her words, he became even more enraged, striking down repeatedly with his hammer, leaving Ming Zhaoshuang no room to survive.
It was water, gentle water.
It enveloped Ming Zhaoshuang’s body time and again, reducing the impact she suffered, allowing her to extend her bloody fingers from the ruins, to be reborn from the pain.
It filled Ming Zhaoshuang’s entire being.
Within this water, she was repeatedly shattered and repeatedly forged.
Finally, she raised her eyes again, looking at that fierce and sinister face. A cold light seemed to erupt from her eyes, attacking him with immense force.
She threw the Mountain River Brush.
Along the edge, she drew the final stroke of the formation, stained by her blood and sketched by her thunder.
The Two Forms Azure Water Formation, complete!
Instantly, golden light surged, and waves crashed against the shore.
Azure waves thousands of feet high rippled out, carrying the unstoppable power of the formation and the might of the Divine Tool, crushing towards the Void Refinement Stage cultivator, tightly gripping his every inch of flesh and bone, completely surrounding him. Even with immense power, he could only vanish within this expanse of azure waves.
The Two Forms Azure Water Formation is a Mid-grade Earth Rank formation that requires the assistance of water element spiritual power to be completed.
From the moment Ming Zhaoshuang saw the Yellow Springs Jade Pool, she had been imagining how to use this formation to help her trap the person in front of her, giving her a chance to break the Lotus Platform.
Before this person’s cultivation decreased, she absolutely had no chance of killing him. The gap between Nascent Soul and Void Refinement was like a chasm she could not cross.
If she hadn’t hidden Feng He’s Innate Wood Spirit within her, she might have died countless times by now. Therefore, she could only break the Lotus Platform and utilize the power of the Five Poisons Futu Formation to lower his cultivation.
She could only use her blood as the formation, her spiritual power as the patterns, the Mountain River Brush as the formation core, and borrow the might of the Divine Tool to set up this trapping formation.
Her cultivation was low, and her abilities were weak. Despite her efforts, she could only trap him temporarily.
It was a pity that her strength was limited.
She could only hold on to this extent at most, using her own blood and spiritual power to draw a Mid-grade Earth Rank formation during the fight. Even one more stroke, and she wouldn’t be able to bear it.
Fortunately, she had trapped him.
