Zanxing

Chapter 109 - End of Fate (1)

Outside the palace, the night was cold and windy. The scales on the merman's face grew darker, revealing a strange and eerie blackness. As the cultivators struggled against him, the merman's demonic power was terrifyingly strong. Gu Baiying was able to fight him, but both were injured at the moment.

"How can he become stronger and stronger?" Mu Chengxiao furrowed his brows. "His demonic power seems almost endless."

"There must be something odd about this. We can't let it continue like this; none of us are his match." Meng Ying charged forward with her sword. 

"Not good!" Tian Fangfang turned around and saw that the black mist gripping Princess Lizhu was tightening slowly. The princess's face showed signs of pain, and it looked like she would be choked to death. He raised his axe and struck at the black mist, but as soon as the blade of the Qianyang Axe touched the mist, it was bounced back.

Yin Ying smiled madly at Princess Lizhu: "Since you're in so much pain, why not go down with him?"

The black mist suddenly tightened, and Princess Lizhu's breath became weaker. The cultivators tried to approach the black mist, but before they could get close, they were corroded by its demonic power and unable to advance.

"Stop!"

At a critical moment, a crisp shout suddenly rang out from the air. A green light appeared abruptly in the sky, shining brilliantly in the night, and shot directly toward the black mist surrounding Princess Lizhu, cleaving the mist apart like lightning.

The black mist quickly dissipated, and Princess Lizhu fell to the ground, caught by Tian Fangfang. Everyone looked up and saw a woman in green clothes with black hair holding a flower staff, landing in front of Yin Ying.

"Yang Zanxing?" Gu Baiying exclaimed, surprise evident in his voice as he called her by name for the first time.

"You're not dead?" Yin Ying asked, astonished. "How is that possible?"

"Just fortunate," Zanxing replied, looking at him. "Yin Ying, stop now. I saw Yin Li; you can't continue like this!"

Yin Ying was taken aback, then coldly laughed. "Cultivators from the sect are indeed eloquent, able to spout all kinds of nonsense. Yin Li has long since disintegrated forty years ago; how could you see him? You want me to stop? Dream on!" He shoots his palm towards Zanxing.

"It's true," Zanxing dodged his attack. "His primordial spirit is currently attached to my body!"

"Nonsense!" This provocation seemed to enrage Yin Ying. He suddenly waved aside his embroidered robe, from which large swathes of demonic energy surged forth.

"Not good! Get back!" Putao's face changed. The exploding demonic energy hurt those nearby. Gu Baiying met it head-on, and the tip of his spear collided with the black mist. He shattered it several times, but before long, the mist re-grew and coiled around his embroidered spear.

Blood seeped from the corner of Gu Baiying's lips.

Seeing this, Zanxing was startled. This merman was overwhelmingly powerful; Yin Li had once said that merman demonic power was not particularly outstanding—ordinary people could struggle against it, but against cultivators, it would be no match at all. Yet now, the merman's demonic power seemed to be too much for all the cultivators combined.

As the black mist grew larger, Zanxing circulated her spiritual energy, rushing over to Gu Baiying to assist him. However, as soon as she made a move, she sensed something was off.

Her cultivation had broken through to the later stage of Foundation Establishment before going to the Li'er Kingdom, just one step away from Golden Core. But upon arriving at the Li'er Kingdom, with all sorts of chaotic matters surrounding her, Zanxing had little mind for cultivation. After experiencing the demon-slaying formation, her spiritual energy had severely depleted, and in theory, she shouldn't be able to use more than a third of her previous abilities.