Reaper of the Martial World

Book 11: Chapter 58: Ashes (3)

Dyon’s arms began to move as his body shifted around Ri at blinding speed.

Every time he made it back to Ri’s front face, he would slam another drop of blood into her mouth.

His palm strikes rained downward with a heavenly momentum, the rhythm causing the waters around them to sing a lovely hymn.

However, the hearts of Madeleine, Clara and Amphorae were thumping wildly. If any alchemist, even of the lowest levels, saw this scene, they would directly faint from shock…

He was using Ri’s body as a furnace?! He was directly refining the pill and dispersing it throughout her body at the same time?! historical

The most shocking part was that Ri seemed to be a suspended state, still stuck in her state of enlightenment. She didn’t even seem to realize that her husband, who never raised a hand against her, was actually so ‘savagely’ beating her.

But, if one looked closely, let alone harming her, there wasn’t even the slightest bruise of Ri’s delicate skin.

The white flame around Dyon’s body burned fiercer and fiercer as he poured more and more of his soul strength into his wife’s body.

Suddenly a roar of pain escaped Dyon’s lips as a bloody hole appeared at his lower abdomen. Two Primordial Yins barreled their way out, one wrapped in a sinister dark fog, and the other lit with lush greenery and a delicate fragrance.

It was obvious that the former was Kukan’s, while the latter was Ri’s own.

Yet, Dyon directly crushed the lush green Primordial Yin, enveloping its energy with all his and slamming it into Ri’s mouth.

In the next moment, the dark black Faith Seed he ripped from Ri’s mind’s eye and the foggy black Primordial Yin were slammed together by him and lit afire with his Chaos Flames.

Dyon’s manifestation appeared to his back, its aura so fierce that the waters around them were forcefully pushed away. In fact, the only water that remained winded in an odd path, seemingly suspended in the air with a special energy holding them together. If Dyon had the mind to split his focus, he would have definitely realized that this floating water was none other than the hidden array hidden beneath these black waters.

It was then that something mystical began to happen. Dyon’s manifestation began to follow his movements, spinning around Ri’s body just as quickly he did. Their palm strikes, their breathing, even their surges of qi synced.

In that moment, for the first time since its creation, the red clouds above the Ancient Battlefield split apart, raining down droplets of golden energy like morning dew.

Heaven’s Chime, for the first time since this prison’s creation, rang out, clanging fiercer and fiercer. Their rhythm was unbridled and powerful, more fervent than Dyon had ever heard it before. But, to the current Dyon, there was no noise at all… There was only his wife before him now.

Dyon’s body glowed, his gaze glazing over to reveal two opaque white eyes. He seemed to have gone completely blind.

An instant later, a golden scale appeared in the skies. As though blessed by the droplets of golden dew, it began to shimmer.

“1%… 67%… 34%… 98%…” Dyon mumble to himself.

Every time he said a percentage above 97, his palm would strike outwards once more.

“9000 parts celestial fox… 500 parts celestial kun peng… 300 parts celestial deer… 100 parts celestial lion… 80 parts celestial peacock… 20 parts celestial hamster…”

Dyon’s movements became faster and faster. The Seal above their heads churned madly. One couldn’t fathom the amount of soul strength needed to keep it working at full capacity for so many days.

Finally, the glowing ball of fused black fog was compressed in Dyon’s right hand. In his left hand, a coat of white flames slammed into Ri’s body repeatedly.

It was then Dyon right palm slammed forward with a final strike, the ball of primordial yin and faith seed careening forward and entering Ri’s body with a fierce momentum.

A delicate cry escaped Ri’s lips, but there was already nothing more Dyon could do. The rumbling in the skies said it all… a tribulation was coming…

Dyon’s expression was haggard, his right eye bleeding in an endless rain.

He felt as though his heart was about explode out of his chest, thumping so quickly that it just might give out at any moment… His muscles ached, his eyelids felt heavy, he even faintly felt his life slipping away.

But, his eyes remained glued upon his wife as the skies above sent down its first strike.

Another cry left Dyon’s lips. Every time she called out, Dyon felt as though the wound was his own, that his own heart was being repeatedly stabbed, dripping with blood that singed the earth below.

Ri’s delicate skin was being torn apart. Every strike seemed to blast another part of her body into meat paste. Though the medicinal efficacy regrew these lost body parts soon afterward, the damage done was undeniable.

There couldn’t have possibly been a worse torture for both husband and wife alike. Madeleine, Clara and Amphorae felt their eyes water uncontrollably. Though the latter two didn’t understand why Dyon had done this, they knew Dyon would never do something so harmful to them without reason…

By the time the 81^st lightning strike fell… Ri’s body disappeared completely… All that was left was a pile of ashes…

Dyon clenched his jaw so tightly that blood began to seep from his gums and out from his lips. His mind was only filled with thoughts of ripping the World Tree’s realm apart.