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Sigma
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There were eight warriors surrounding them. All of them were wearing gold costumes with a pattern of a palace afloated the golden clouds, which was embroidered on their chest in golden threads.
The eight warriors were all outstanding youths, only around twenty or thirty years old. Three of them were in the Sky Realm; the rest were in the Second or Third Sky of Nirvana Realm.
The leader of these eight warriors had short, silver hair, each strand of which stood straight up. He looked full of vitality.
As soon as this person arrived, he burst into laughter which was echoing and ear-piercing. He looked at CaiYi and AiYa with extremely lustful eyes and an ambiguous face.
The remaining seven warriors lined up, sharply looking at ShiYan’s group with an unfriendly attitude.
AiYa’s and CaiYi’s beautiful faces slightly changed and were no longer calm as before. Borg was obviously in shock and fear.
The faces of the two brothers LaoLi and LaoLun looked odd; their eyes beamed a vague light. They seemed to be considering an escape plan.
The overall strength of this group of eight warriors was much better than that of ShiYan’s side. Sharp lights spilled out from the eyes of the three Sky Realm warriors who were overwhelmed with an arrogant and relentless momentum that shouldn’t be underestimated.
When Shi Yan saw the emergence of these warriors and AiYa’s and CaiYi’s complexions, he immediately realized that these eight warriors must come from a mighty force since AiYa and CaiYi looked like they were encountering a pandemic. He knew that they would certainly have a bitter fight later.
NingZe, what do you want?
AiYa slightly squinted, quietly gathered her strength, coldly looked at that young leader, and said,
The Fighting Union and the Heavenly Palace have never had any conflicts before. As you are now converging on us, you have probably prepared for this war?
Hahaha,
that young leader laughed out loud, as he obviously didn’t care about AiYa’s threat.
If we run into each other in the Divine Land, I naturally would not give you a hard time. However, this place is the Dark Magnetic Noxious Mist. We come to this place to provoke a fight with all kinds of forces obviously. Since you guys also come to this place, if you are strong enough, I don’t think you would be kind to us either.
After having heard that warrior’s words, AiYa’s face darkened. She then said,
Do you really want to pick a fight?
Not really,
NingZe revealed a faint smile as he secretly winked at the other two Sky Realm warriors on the sides, exposing a smiling face.
AiYa, you are the daughter of the castellan of White Emperor City. I am also influential in the Heavenly Palace. As long as you promise to marry me, I can spare your life and even join forces with you in this Dark Magnetic Noxious Mist. How about it?
Keep dreaming,
AiYa pouted and expressed a disdainful look.
Are you forcing me to use my strength?
The smile on NingZe’s face suddenly disappeared, and his eyes became cold.
AiYa, although you are noble in White Emperor City, you are nothing in this Dark Magnetic Noxious Mist. Ha ha ha, if you are not willing to accept my offer, I can only offend you to achieve my purpose.
After saying so, NingZe suddenly shouted with a cold smile,
Leave the two girls alive. Kill the rest.
After that command, the eight Heavenly Palace’s warriors let out a hoarse shout and took action simultaneously.
The two Sky Realm warriors next to NingZe’s scattered and respectively stormed toward AiYa and CaiYi. The remaining Nirvana Realm warriors fanned out, attacking ShiYan, Borg, LaoLi, and LaoLun.
These Heavenly Palace’s warriors wore unified in their gold costumes and had extraordinary realms and resourceful Storage Rings. They were wealthy and powerful.
A Third Sky of Nirvana Realm warrior with a thin face was currently dashing toward ShiYan while his hands suddenly swelled, turning into a beam of dazzling golden lights.
The warrior’s two hands instantly shot out brilliant lights with a sharp momentum.
A trace of refined Profound Qi emerged from between his hands. His hands were swelling more and more, which was extremely weird.
His hands unfolded, and the lines in his palms released thread-like silks. These golden silk threads connected to his palms. They seemed extremely sharp and dexterous like a steel needle flying straight for ShiYan.
Buzzing.
A harsh whistle came up. Those golden threads scattered everywhere, extended more and more, became denser, and then covered ShiYan entirely.
ShiYan’s face remained unchanged. He frowned and suddenly turned into a bunch of star light, following the star trajectory and quickly teleported himself to the side.
Those golden silk threads intensely submerged ShiYan’s previous spot that he had just left. They then crushed the rocks there into pieces like cutting tofu.
Golden Silk!
A cold laugh reached his ears. Those gold threads were like electricity that shot out again, spearing themselves toward ShiYan.
These Heavenly Palace’s warriors seemed to be very good at strange martial arts. Inside of their palms had this kind of golden silk threads which contained sharp ardor that could cut everything off.
After attentively looking at the others, ShiYan realized that they were afraid of those golden silk threads, and didn’t dare to let them come close.
Seeing those golden threads dashing forward, the people of AiYa’s group immediately scattered as they were afraid of being pierced by the golden threads.
NingZe stood motionlessly, not really caring about ShiYan. His lustful eyes fell on AiYa’s and CaiYi’s bodies; he seemed to be waiting for both of them to be arrested so he could enjoy pleasures with them.
ShiYan didn’t know the origin of either the Heavenly Palace or the Fighting Union. However, after having heard the conversation between AiYa and NingZe, he realized that they belonged to the Divine Land and were very powerful forces.
Although AiYa and NingZe were still very young, they had already reached the Sky Realm. Thus, ShiYan could imagine how powerful their forces were.
Golden threads above their heads were extremely flexible and breathtaking, flashing out with harsh, ear-piercing sounds.
The warrior who was chasing and attacking ShiYan didn’t seem to be worried after he had missed his first shot. He continued urging his power.
The Golden silk threads flying out from his palms extended longer and longer with fierce momentum, continuing to chase ShiYan without giving up.
There was a trace of a feeble soul on the golden silk threads. The Heavenly Palace’s warriors seemed to bind their soul consciousness onto the threads, making them able to lock the target. Regardless of how hard ShiYan tried to avoid them, these threads could always find him again.
Those warriors’ hands were swollen and constantly released extremely sharp, glittering lights.
Gradually, the golden silk threads soon covered the entire sky like countless golden lightning bolts interlacing in the sky. This made people feel frightened.
Wailing.
Borg suddenly let out mournful screams. He had been avoiding the golden silk threads but carelessly let one of them cross him and cut off a part of his leg. Blood overflowed like a spring.
Borg kept screaming nonstop as he fearfully looked at CaiYi, wanting her help.
The rings on CaiYi’s arms had all flown out. Those rings hit each other, producing crisp, sweet sounds and blooming numerous dazzling lights which then formed into many circles of lights and covered her entire beautiful body, protecting her from being damaged by the golden silk threads.
A Sky Realm warrior’s swollen hands looked like they were perfused with golden juice which now slowly flowed out.
Golden silk threads flew out from between his swollen hands like tiny pythons jumping cheerfully and gradually blockading the space around her.
Her graceful posture moved tenderly. The circles of light and the golden silk threads collided, sparking dazzling light spots everywhere.
Although CaiYi’s cultivation base was high, she couldn’t get out of the thick golden silk threads around her. She saw Borg unable to resist anymore but it was impossible for her to reach out to help him.
Golden Silkworm Split.
The warrior who was dealing with Borg revealed a cold sneer. More than ten golden silk threads flew out from his swollen hands, heading toward Borg and fully covering him instantly.
Brilliant golden light flashed up, under ShiYan’s gaze, Borg’s body suddenly turned into broken pieces of flesh and bones.
Borg, who was in the Third Sky of Nirvana Realm, was unable to escape and had been cut into countless pieces under the coverage of those golden silk threads.
Before Borg’s death, ShiYan had seen a golden wire coming out of Borg’s back.
A warrior who was fighting with LaoLi had suddenly spared a part of his force and had quietly used the golden threads to pierce through Borg, making him unable to gather his strength.
The magical Golden Silk was the unique martial arts that only the Heavenly Palace’s warriors had. If they wanted to cultivate it successfully, they needed to collect the silks taken from the Myriad devouring golden silkworm in a secret place of the Divine Land and then cultivate and absorb it into their bodies.
Each warrior who practiced this secret magical technique all golden style Martial Spirit. They then used this martial spirit and their Profound Qi to nourish this Golden Silk, blending their blood, soul consciousness, and Profound Qi into Golden Silk.
After many years of arduous pilgrimages, the Golden Silk that was cultivated and absorbed into the warriors’ bodies not only possessed the special features of the Myriad devouring golden silkworm but could also connect with their minds and stay under their control.
Cultivating this secret Gold Silk was extremely dangerous for the Heavenly Palace’s warriors. Their bodies could instantly be divided if they were careless.
Heavenly Palace’s warriors who could cultivate this secret technique were all cruel and ruthless, not even thinking about risking their own lives.
The warriors would become extremely dangerous when they cast the Golden Silk out. Once performing this secret technique, if there were no strong means of defense, this Golden Silk would split other people’s bodies.
Borg didn’t have much means of defending himself with one of his legs cut off, and the Golden Silk pierced through from his back. Because of those things, Borg apparently couldn’t escape death although he had the Third Sky of Nirvana Realm cultivation base.
As soon as he died, his scattering aura flowed into ShiYan.
ShiYan was avoiding the golden silk threads. However, when seeing Borg had died, ShiYan quietly moved forward and absorbed the aura from Borg.
Feeling the influx of Borg’s aura, ShiYan calmly looked at the golden silk threads flying around in the sky, and suddenly grinned in silence as he just came up with a vicious plan in his mind.
