"Buzz—"
The dark shadow moved at an incredibly fast speed. Dai Mubai only felt a strong gust of wind brush past their faces. In the blink of an eye, the figure appeared in mid-air, heading straight for Tang Sui, who was at the end of her strength with her bow!
"Whoosh—!"
The crossbow bolt fired from the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, under the gaze of those two purple glowing eyes, precisely struck the golden chrysanthemum petal that had turned towards Tang Sui.
"Drip, drip,"
Viscous blood dripped from the wound on her forehead, cut by the petal, falling beneath her long, delicate eyelashes.
Tang Sui blinked hard. The blood smeared across her eyes, and her entire vision was immediately veiled in a layer of crimson. Only the tall, dark figure in her pupils kept growing larger.
Brother...
"Hm? There's another one?" Yue Guan turned his head, meeting that cold and handsome face. He narrowed his eyes, "You are Tang San?"
Tang San, who had broken through Yue Guan's pressure with immense emotion but also suffered considerable shock, remained silent. Already taciturn in his darkened state, he now faced Yue Guan without a word. His hand merely brushed his waist, and behind him, as if a thousand-armed Guanyin, Yue Guan momentarily saw several other arms.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
Countless sharp hidden weapons, coated with poison, rained down on Yue Guan.
Yue Guan let out a soft hum. Golden petals fluttered and spun, transforming into throwing knives that deflected all the Dragon Beard Needles capable of breaking through inner sect protective qi.
But this brief respite was enough for Tang San.
Using a strand of Blue Silver Grass that shot out from his wrist and clung tightly to the cliff face like a spiderweb, Tang San also reached Tang Sui's side.
"Brother..." Tang Sui whispered weakly. Tang San's gaze deepened as he pulled his bloody sister into his embrace.
Tang Sui closed her eyes, the three masks in front of them moving.
'Brother, Fox Mask and the others will become your stepping stones. Just leap into the air. They will surely appear at your next landing spot...'
Tang Sui's lips parted slightly, and a secret telepathic message drifted into Tang San's mind.
Tang San's arm around Tang Sui tightened. His thin lips pressed together, his gaze swept over the teachers and companions held captive by the pressure, and he had already made his decision.
He pushed off the cliff face with his foot and leaped in the opposite direction of the Shrek teachers and students, clearly intending to draw the danger away from his companions.
Yue Guan, who had indifferently brushed aside the hidden weapons, opened his eyes. Golden light flashed, and he floated forward towards the siblings. He reached out his large hand, his fingers forming a claw, and snatched at Tang San's exposed, vulnerable back:
"Trying to leave? Do you think you can escape from my grasp?!"
Using the masks, which accurately sensed their master's aura and locked onto Tang San's position, as pivots, Tang San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps allowed him to evade Yue Guan's grasp, leaving behind only afterimages of his movements.
Yue Guan's face darkened. His voice deepened, and without further hesitation, he directly activated his pressure, intensifying the restraint on the surrounding space. The fifth dark spirit ring around him began to glow:
"Fifth Spirit Skill, Gathering of Cold Flowers!"
Pale purple light erupted from his body. The martial soul floating above his palm ascended, and ten petals instantly expanded. Each petal was as large as a fan blade, fluttering out and cutting through the air. They followed a special trajectory, sealing off all of Tang San's escape routes and breath, determined to strike him and Tang Sui with a single blow!
Tang San's third thousand-year spirit ring lit up. A powerful Spider Web Restraint shot from his hand. However, even though it was also composed of plant matter, the difference in strength was apparent.
"Riiip!"
The Spider Web Restraint was torn apart like paper in a shredder, directly disintegrating into segments of vines that rained down from mid-air.
Completely useless!
Seeing this, Tang San's heart tightened. He instinctively pulled Tang Sui even tighter into his embrace, wanting to shield her with his body and lessen her injuries.
However, just as he was about to make this move, a small hand clutched his collar, trembling slightly.
"Brother, right!"
Tang Sui raised her other bloody hand, forcefully channeling spirit power and urging demonic power. She controlled Da Feichu and Yuanmian, who were shrouded in a terrifying black light. The two masks maintained high-speed rotation, unleashing her unique self-created spirit skill—"Whirlwind Drill," which fiercely collided with two flower blades that hadn't yet converged on them.
'No, the opponent's strength is far superior to ours. We can't block it!'
Yuanmian said in a deep voice.
Determination blazed in Tang Sui's eyes. 'Then, we'll stall for a second if we can! Push them back!'
Spirit power and demonic power surged wildly. The backlash and overload caused Tang Sui to cough up a large mouthful of blood, soaking Tang San's chest.
Even though he had entered a darkened state and all his emotions had become indifferent, at this moment, the scalding blood from his blood-related sister seemed to seep not just through his clothes but through his skin, nourishing his heart.
Heartache and powerlessness froze his heart like unmelting ice. Despair made his voice hoarse as he could only watch helplessly as Tang Sui, with her final effort, poured her strength into the Yuanmian and Da Feichu masks. The two masks, pushed back by the flower blades, immediately trembled and struggled to hold back their advance.
'Brother...'
Tang Sui, whose mouth was filled with the taste of rust, couldn't utter a word. She could only weakly send her voice into Tang San's mind.
'I know...' Tang San's slightly trembling reply echoed.
It was within these two seconds of respite that Tang San, stepping on Fox Mask in mid-air as a pivot, neared an escape route.
"Bang—!"
Yuanmian and Da Feichu were struck by the two flower blades and sent flying. Like machines mercilessly cutting straw, they hurtled towards the siblings!
—Author's Notes—
Eating now, none today. Mo Li needs to rest, my liver is protesting ╭(╯^╰)╮