Reaper of the Martial World

Book 8: Chapter 81: Dream (3)

The five warriors thought this truth simultaneously. The moment Ten was pulled away, their encirclement of Fifteen was shattered.

Ten immediately reacted. The puppet’s strike wasn’t enough to cut through his defenses in this state. He tried to surge backward, the thoughts of the black arrow playing on his mind once more. Fifteen was extremely talented, but she was also the weakest of them. If she was forced to take on the arrow, she’d have no choice but to react like Twelve had. In that case, she would be in danger.

However, just when he went to move, a sentinel suddenly appeared in his way. He was absolutely shocked. This time, his senses hadn’t been numbed by the lightning, he had definitely been paying the utmost attention, but… it didn’t feel as though this puppet had teleported here, it felt like he had been here the whole time!

The blade of cold qi descended with an added viciousness. Even if Ten’s defense had skyrocketed, this cold qi was on a completely different level. It was as though all the ice from several hundred miles had accumulated in this very spot.

The arcs of blue lightning, the eerie dropping blade, the turbulent ocean currents… they filled the perfect backdrop for an apocalyptic event.

Ten could only cross his arms in that moment, a roar bubbling forth from his lips as the blade of qi descended.

BOOM!

A tornado of air spiraled upward. The blow was so severe that it carried its moment several miles above, causing an uproar in the underwater landscape.

Ten was sent flying downward, careening through the water, only to be blasted into the ocean’s bed and for a roar of pain to escape his lips as the four immortal puppets followed afterward without hesitation.

“Ten!” Eleven’s eyes reddened, but she didn’t have the time react.

‘[Qi Line]!’ Dyon’s eyes flashed.

The puppet who had struck down Ten suddenly spun toward Fifteen, its large hand stretching outward in as though to send a palm strike forward.

Qi began to surge, circles of agitated waters spiraling outward from his palm.

In that instant, Eleven’s eyes widened in shock. This surge of qi… It was dangerous! What was happening?!

Fifteen trembled. An overwhelming sense of danger overcoming her. Even after becoming a King, her bestial instincts still shook her. It wanted her to turn and run, to run immediately.

A blinding light overwhelmed the weakly crackling blue lightning. The palm of the sentinel pulsed, ballooning outward to form a sphere of light before concentrating into such a small point that it was hardly visible at all.

Suddenly, Dyon’s pupils constricted. ‘Now!’

He didn’t waste any time at all. An arrow of swirling black and white flames appeared in his hand. Its presence was so heavy that it pulled the waters around toward it. Though Dyon didn’t notice it, a sink formed above his head, lowering the ocean levels in and around himself.

Without hesitation, his focus reached its peak. And then, he pulled and released.

As though following the timing of its owner, [Qi Line] activated. Thirteen and Fourteen were tied down by two puppets of their own. Only Ten and Eleven had the strength to fight three of them at once, so only Eleven was in a place where she could move after one of her puppets ran to lock down Ten.

Eleven appeared between Fifteen, the beam of Qi and the flying black arrow.

Her bloodline stimulated to new heights. Her body grew an entire foot, her bust and hips becoming even more exaggerated. But, her skin became as black as charcoal and her eyes began to glow with a yellow, feline light. Still, her most shocking transformation were her hands. In that instant, her nails became sharp claws stretching outward at least six inches.

The muscles in her forearms bulged as she swung downward, one hand toward the line of qi, and another toward the sleek black arrow.

‘That’s unfortunate.’ Dyon said with a light smile. ‘[Qi Line] is a pincer attack.’

By the time Eleven realized this truth, the first line of qi was already upon her. At that same instant, Fifteen realized that she had been so worried about the front, that she completely forgot to cover her own back.

‘Dammit!’ Fifteen grit her teeth.

She could no longer continue to pretend. If this continued, not only would she be revealed, but Eleven would also end up injured. If she was going to be revealed anyway, wouldn’t it be better if Eleven was spared?

This was all the motivation she needed. She wasn’t Fifteen… She was Nine!

A growl escaped her lips as the seals on her cultivation snapped. A 9^th Stage Dao Formation Expert had appeared! historical

Dyon’s eyes widened. That’s impossible, a seal that escaped his divine sense? He didn’t believe there was anything capable of doing such a thing. Yet, it was right in front of him!

‘Dyon, she’s not a normal cat beast, she’s a Dream Panther! Hiding their true form is their innate bloodline ability. Their abilities are far beyond the scope of normal sealing and illusion techniques!’

It was at this moment that Dyon realized that Ri’s abilities weren’t infallible. When facing dao experts, celestials had no choice but to lower their heads.

The roar of a Dream Panther shook Dark Ocean. Even Ten’s dragon bloodline was nothing before her strength.