Chapter 1301: sh!


    This power, had he encountered it in the 33 Heavens, he might have been afraid, but should it be now, he held no fear whatsoever. As he watched the giant hand nearing him, Ming’s right hand was already raised high, clutching the Judgement Staff, and his left hand had pinched the life token on his body.


    “Beiting Huang, he’s trying to escape!”


    Yan Ye’s piercing eyes had locked onto Ming at this point, but helplessly the other was merely an Energy Body. He saw Ming’s eyes provocatively looking over; even though Yan Ye was powerful, he could not alter the rules of heaven and earth to keep his Energy Body within the Central Continent. However, the ck energy that Yan Ye’s hand had been umting turned into a spear, glowing with dark me, and sted towards Ming.


    Before Yan Ye’s voice fell, a Silver Thread shot through the giant hand, its speed so fast it was beyond the reach of words. Ming’s fingers were just poised on the life token, and with a light squeeze, the rules of heaven and earth would transfer his Energy Body back to the 33 Heavens.


    Only, the time it took for his fingers to squeeze was far slower than the Silver Thread piercing toward his body. His eyes caught merely a sh of the thread, his mouth opened, not even having time to cry out, when the Silver Thread passed through his forehead, and his hand was still pinched on the life token, not yet having had the chance to exert force.


    Everything happened too fast. The instant he saw the Silver Thread, an image shed through Ming’s mind: Princess Ninth Huang in her fiery red battle robe, holding a snow-white, flexible sword that shone in the sunlight. A line of silver Thread swept across the battlefield, and countless heads were severed.


    “Huang, Huang Jiu…”


    As the Silver Thread passed through his forehead, Ming’s hand gripped the life token tightly, trying to muster thest bit of strength to crush it. But at that moment, there was no need for him to apply any force; the life token shattered into ash the instant the Silver Thread punctured through from the back of his head. And his Energy Body, in the st of the dark mist from Yan Ye, dissipated into a wisp of green smoke, scattering along with the life token’s dust over the skyline of the long street of Yan City.


    All this came too suddenly, the one who died was not Beiting Huang, but Ming. Up to now, the scene repeatedly unfolded in everyone’s eyes: the stars all over the sky, the Star River cascading down, and in the middle, a Judgement Staff filled with unparalleled energy, striking towards Beiting Huang.


    Just recalling that immense power made one’s spirit tremble; nobody would have imagined that a relocator with such formidable strength would be so easily in by a fifteen-year-old boy from the Central Continent!<div>


    So powerful!


    At this moment, almost the entire continent looked up to the boy, and in the eyes of those who gazed at him, there surfaced a wariness they hadn’t themselves realized, along with a respect that rose at this moment. Even if they were to regard Beiting Huang as their king from then on, they would do so wholeheartedly!


    Everyone was still looking up at the sky, where the boy had removed his armor transformation; his nine-dragon and nine-phoenix brocade robe billowing in the night wind, the golden nine petal spider lilies flourishing along the robe’s hem, bloomingvishly. His ck hair was lifted by the wind, wildly flying about; his ck eyes still fixed on the spot where Ming had vanished.


    After a while, a burst of radiance emerged in his eyes, his lips slowly curved into a smile, and with a beckoning hand, the Silver Thread floating in the sky returned to his hand, the flexible sword as smooth as silk now firmly grasped by him.