I Shall Seal the Heavens - Volume 1 - Chapter 62

Chapter 62

Chapter 62: One Wave Settles Down

As soon as the Hellfighting Spike touched the space between Yan Ziguo’s eyebrows, a black frost began to spread out rapidly . In the blink of an eye, it had covered his entire body . A cracking sound could be heard, and Yan Ziguo’s eyes widened . His pupils shrank, and an astonished expression filled his face . Then, his entire body shattered into chunks of black, frozen flesh, which then fell to the ground .

Originally, Meng Hao had wanted to flee . But Yan Ziguo had arranged for his escape routes to be blocked . Therefore, Meng Hao made the decision to strike him down .

He had been a part of the Cultivation world for a while now, and was well aware of the law of the jungle . Not attacking was fine, but when the time came to attack, it should be without a shred of compassion; otherwise, it meant your own death .

This sudden turn of events instantly caused expressions of shock and horror to appear on the faces of the surrounding Cold Wind Sect disciples . The three mist beasts that had emerged from Meng Hao’s scroll painting were almost upon them, howling savagely .

Their appearance was fierce, and their roars enveloped the area with a powerful pressure . They looked like three conglomerations of black mist as they charged directly toward the Cultivators, then smashed into them .

A boom resounded out, and an expression of shock appeared on the face of Elder Brother Liu, the Cultivator of the ninth level Qi Condensation . He slapped his hands together and then waved them forward; a red banner flew out . It rippled in the air, causing a massive flame conflagration to shoot out, over thirty meters in every direction . The flames shot toward the mist beasts .

Meng Hao ignored the other Cultivation Monks, who were in complete disorder . He moved downward, charging straight toward the woman with the aqua-blue pearl . He could tell that the pearl was the magical item maintaining the special spell .

Her face suddenly filled with anxiety, and she retreated backwards rapidly . But Meng Hao was faster than her; he was upon her in an instant . He waved his hand, sending her spinning, blood spraying from her mouth . Terrified, she released the pearl, which went flying away .

The woman might be beautiful, but her presence here made her Meng Hao’s enemy . He looked at her coldly, then raised up his hand with a claw-like gesture . The pearl shot toward him and landed in his hand .

Almost as soon as it touched him, a thunderous roar could be heard . The three mist beasts were completely destroyed as Elder Brother Liu’s flame conflagration encompassed them . It then spread out toward Meng Hao .

“You might have a lot of treasures,” said Elder Brother Liu with an unsightly expression, “but you killed members of my Cold Wind Sect . You’re dead!” His fellow disciples behind him looked to be in very poor condition . But that was of secondary importance . He would have a hard time explaining the death of Yan Ziguo when he returned to the Sect . He made no attempt to conceal his intention to murder Meng Hao .

Meng Hao said nothing . As the flame conflagration descended towards him, his left hand slapped his bag of holding and a large, black net appeared . He flicked it out, and it shot up into the sky . It passed through the flame conflagration, extinguishing it instantly . The net expanded, growing larger and larger, making a beeline for Elder Brother Liu .

Elder Brother Liu’s face twisted . He lifted his right hand, which contained a jade slip that he snapped . Suddenly, his body blurred as he just barely ducked out of the path of the net . Behind, two of the other disciples were caught up by the net . The net radiated an intense heat, which instantly set their clothing aflame . Within a moment, their charred bodies began to be sliced into pieces .

Horrifying shrieks rang out, causing the remaining Cold Wind Sect disciples’ faces to grow pale . They trembled with fear . Even Elder Brother Liu looked on with wide eyes . He would never have been able to guess that Meng Hao would have magical items such as this .

Even while all of this was happening, Meng Hao continued to move, his right hand grabbing the pearl and smashing it . The giant sealing spell that covered the area flickered and then began to disperse . Meng Hao’s left hand flickered in an incantation pattern which he aimed at the treasured fan . He grabbed the silver spear as the fan’s sixteen feathers circulated around him to form a shield, which then carried him forward, shooting toward a hole in the unravelling spell .

“You want to run? Stop dreaming!” Elder Brother Liu jabbed his forehead, whereupon a sword aura emerged from his mouth . A small, translucent flying sword appeared, the size of a pinky finger . A glittering sword aura billowed out as it shot in pursuit of Meng Hao .

Meng Hao was moving fast and seemed just about to make his escape . He waved his hand behind him, and the black net made loud, reverberating noise . The two Cultivators who had been caught up in it were now cut completely into pieces . The net began to roll up, dragging their bags of holding along with it as it flew back into Meng Hao’s sleeve .

By this time, Elder Brother Liu’s glowing, crystalline sword had almost reached Meng Hao . It was just about to stab into him when he sensed the imminent danger . He was not in the position to stand up to the power of the ninth level of Qi Condensation . Seeing the fierceness of the sword aura, Meng Hao’s eyes flashed . The sixteen feathers rolled together and then became sixteen swords which shot toward Elder Brother Liu’s crystalline sword .

A thunderous boom rolled out . Eight of the sixteen feathers were destroyed, and the crystalline sword was sent spinning . The remaining eight feathers returned to form a fan beneath Meng Hao’s feet . However, the fan was clearly slower than before .

“With fewer feathers, your fan just won’t be fast enough!” said Elder Brother Liu with a savage laugh . And yet, even as the words were coming out of his mouth, his eyes widened . Meng Hao slapped his bag of holding, whereupon eight more identical feathers appeared . The treasured fan was once again whole, and Meng Hao transformed into a blur of light as he shot into the distance .

“Dammit!” Elder Brother Liu’s killing intent grew even stronger . He raced off in pursuit . Seeing this, the remaining disciples had little choice but to follow . Gnashing their teeth, they produced their magical items and ran after him .

Only the female disciple, whose Cultivation base was not strong enough, hesitated and did not follow .

Meng Hao stood on his fan, his face grim, the Death Qi still emanating from his body . He took out the two bags of holding he had just acquired and looked them over . The magical items and medicinal pills inside were of little value to him . But, he did find three white pearls, items that he definitely needed .

He took one out, and it instantly began to suck in the Death Qi . In the space of about ten breaths, it had become completely black and unable to absorb any more .

Meng Hao frowned, looking at the pearl for a moment before dropping it .

“I can’t do any duplication at the moment . Once I shake off these people, then I can make some copies of the pearl . That will take care of the problem of the Death Qi attracting people’s attention . ” He looked behind him to see figurative thunder brewing . A glittering glow surrounded the Cold Wind Sect’s Elder Brother Liu as he soared after Meng Hao in pursuit . Behind him, on the ground, three figures could be seen, racing along at breakneck speed .

“Those three people are nothing,” muttered Meng Hao to himself . “Killing them won’t be a problem . But that guy surnamed Liu is at the ninth level of Qi Condensation . He also has a lot of magical items . In our short battle just now, he didn’t even use any magic . Getting wrapped up in a fight with him wouldn’t be good… . ” A sneer appeared on his face . Even if Elder Brother Liu was of the ninth level, he couldn’t possibly have as many medicinal pills as Meng Hao . He would just keep running until the other party was exhausted .

His plan settled in his mind, he slapped his bag of holding and retrieved three Earthly Spirit Pills, which he popped into his mouth . He felt a bit of regret .

“I wasted eight duplicated feathers, and now I have to waste medicinal pills . If I keep fighting like this, I’m going to become poorer and poorer . I also forgot to grab Yan Ziguo’s bag of holding . I need to be more careful in the future . ” He felt a little depressed . The Earthly Spirit Pills infused into his body, filling him with boundless spiritual energy . His speed increased .

Time passed, and soon it was dusk . Meng Hao sped along at top speed the entire time . Sometimes he would soar on the treasure fan, other times he would race along on foot . Elder Brother Liu was behind him the entire time, laughing grimly . Meng Hao was much more experienced now . Even though gliding via flying sword was not as fast as the treasured fan, he was still completely at ease .

Far behind him, the three Cold Wind Sect disciples who had been pulled into the chase were currently moaning and groaning . They didn’t dare give up, though, for fear of arousing Elder Brother Liu’s displeasure .

Meng Hao sped along as dusk fell . Suddenly, his expression grew intent . The Death Qi which continuously emitted from his body was now floating off into the distance . His heart began to thump . He looked off in that direction and suddenly saw a beam of prismatic light screaming through the air . Behind it were ten or more figures racing along on foot .

The beam of light turned out to be two people . Both were about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and were at the eighth level of Qi Condensation . Each one stood on a green jade flute, nearly two meters long . Their eyes flashed like lightning, especially one of them, who wore a red robe . From the power emanating from his Cultivation base, he was clearly just a hair away from entering the ninth level of Qi Condensation .

Among the people following them on foot was Sun Hua . He carried a pearl in his hand, which was currently absorbing the Death Qi .

“So, you’re still in the State of Zhao, Meng Hao!” said Sun Hua with a loud laugh . He stared greedily at Meng Hao . “Elder Brother Zhou, Elder Brother Xu, this is Meng Hao . He has the treasure of Patriarch Reliance . Even the Violet Fate Sect is interested in it! He tricked them and aroused their ire . He definitely still has the treasured item with him!” He palpitated with eagerness as he thought about the treasured item that Meng Hao possessed . He had been dreaming of getting his hands on it ever since he’d witnessed what happened that day .

Fortunately, he had run into Elder Sister Han of the Cold Wind Sect a few days before . During an intimate moment, he’d been able to coax some information out of her regarding Meng Hao . Then, he’d immediately found some Elder Brothers from the Sect and begun to use the Death Qi absorbing pearl to track down Meng Hao .

When they appeared and caught sight of the Elder Brother Liu chasing Meng Hao like thunder, murder on his face, their expressions changed in rapid succession .

Sun Hua’s eyes flickered, and the two soaring in the air, Zhou and Xu, let out cold snorts . They moved to block Meng Hao’s way, fingers flashing in incantation patterns . The flutes beneath their feet began to emit ghastly, shrieking sounds, accompanied by thin wisps of mist . The mist transformed into a gigantic hand which shot toward Meng Hao .

“Beat it!” said Meng Hao, his eyes flashing . He raised his right hand, and instantly, an twenty or thirty meter long Flame Python appeared . Radiating intense, scorching heat, it shot to meet the flying hand .

Meng Hao flicked his right sleeve, whereupon two wooden swords appeared . Glowing brightly, they became the fangs of the Flame Python as it surged forward .