The Anarchic Consort

“Draw your bows!”

Another troop of imperial guards charged in.

Using her umbrella as a shaft, Helian Wei Wei hovered mid-air. As her robes billowed, countless shards of light burst forth from behind her, creating an enormous current. Coupling it with the blood drawn from her fingers, she gave a single command. “Shatter!”

The golden threads broke into pieces which terminated the formation. The necromancers staggered backwards from the forceful impact.

Clutching their chests, the necromancers watched as Helian Wei Wei landed back on the ground.

Helian Wei Wei was also injured, her fingers were inevitably wounded by the fire arrows.

It would be easy to fight or to flee if she were alone. However, she had to protect Little Seven.

Wave after wave of imperial guards flooded over. Helian Wei Wei’s face was smeared with ashes, but her eyes shone frightfully bright.

The imperial guards had never met such a difficult opponent. She was able to go against a whole group of them alone without a hint of cowardice.

They even began wondering if they could actually be able to capture the Seventh Prince.

Looking at the meddlesome Helian Wei Wei who was obstructing his plan, the Emperor immediately ordered for the oil barrels to be brought over. The oil was emptied in a circle around Helian Wei Wei as they prepared to tackle her with fire.

“What’s that smell?” In the midst of the battle, Yuan Ming voiced out suddenly.

Helian Wei Wei took a sniff and her gaze darkened. Being intelligent as ever, she guessed the Emperor’s motive immediately. “They’re planning to attack us with fire. Whitey, come out. Carry Little Seven out of here.”

“I would if I could, but the beast aura on him had already affected me. I can’t show myself right now or I might go berserk too.” Whitey lowered its voice further, “not to mention, he’s currently in a very bad state. The slightest bit of blood would make him lose control completely…”

A loud boom sounded as they spoke!

A blaze had started and was now burning in a full circle!

The little one stood within the flames with his arms limp, his nails were gradually tinted with a dark color.

When the necromancers noticed that the little one had gone unusually quiet, their expressions slowly changed. Beads of sweat formed on their foreheads. “This is bad, he is going berserk!”

It would be incredibly difficult to subdue a monster that went berserk.

It would lose all sense of rationality and suck everyone’s blood dry!

Although in reality, they had never encountered any monsters that went berserk in their many years of living.

Firstly, low level demons were incapable of going berserk.

Secondly, low level demons would have learned to suppress themselves by the time they advance to a higher level. Therefore, they would not go berserk easily.

However, the current situation was completely out of their expectations.

They had originally thought that even if he became a demon, dealing with him would be a piece of cake since he was still so young.

They never imagined that he would go berserk!

This was completely different from what they had predicted. Perhaps they had dragged on for too long…

The necromancer lowered their gaze. Using a yellow talisman, they communicated with the distant man telepathically. “Master, what should we do now?”

“Get rid of him before he goes berserk.” A gentle voice with raspy undertones replied. “Be careful of Helian Wei Wei, isolate her elsewhere.”

“Understood, master.” With the golden thread in their hands, the necromancers moved in unison and formed the Eight Trigram of Five Elements.

There was no room for mistakes, they could only strike once!

“They are going all out,” Yuan Ming reminded Helian Wei Wei in a low voice. “They probably want to get rid of Little Seven before his beast evolution is complete.”

Helian Wei Wei’s hand stopped momentarily as blood gushed out. “Yuan Ming, that promise you made, does it still counts?”

“You… you can’t be serious?” Yuan Ming ‘s eyes were dark and deep like a bottomless ocean. “For the sake of a kid, you are willing to give me your life essence?”

Helian Wei Wei sidestepped and slit the throat of an imperial guard diving toward her. Her delicate face was splattered with blood. “He isn’t just any kid, he’s Baili Jia Jue’s younger brother. I must protect all his possessions in his place before his return. Not to mention, this is Little Seven we are talking about.”

Yuan Ming said nothing. The side of his handsome features appeared devilish. “As a devil, I most definitely wish to have your life essence.”

He could only recover to his initial strength and recall his lost memories after an eternal contract was signed!

“Master.” At the center of the palace stood a small person carrying a gourd. He was slowly throwing resentful energy into the air. “Is it time?”

Jing Wushuang watched the firelight from afar and gave an affirmation. He raised his fingers and began to chant, causing the black aura of resentment that was rising to intertwine. It tangled together like countless black snakes that were writhing slowly.

The dark mass morphed into many human faces. Ugly, distorted faces were pressed against each other. There were crying faces, laughing faces, some appeared emotionless, while others were full of excitement. None of them had eyes or noses, there was only a black, gaping hole which tore away at their mouths. Gasps that were both shrill and hoarse came from within, as the mass of faces flew toward the two figures at the center of the fire ring…

Upon seeing those faces, the elder knew that the master had arrived. Uncontainable excitement brimmed from his eyes. Once master makes his move, Helian Wei Wei and Little Seven are done for!

The little one detected an even stronger aura of resentment approaching from outside. His nails that were originally smooth and rounded became long and sharp, while his blood-red pupils dilated to its limit!

“What, what is all this!” This time, the people were truly terrified. They had never seen such a scene before and terror was written all over their faces. They thought that those pitch-black faces had emerged from Little Seven. With trembling fingers, they shouted, “Your Majesty!”

The Emperor had not expected such an outcome but he felt immensely comfortable for unknown reasons. He actually felt satisfied, especially when the black fog fell upon him. It was like his thirst for blood had been quenched.

“It’s the spell of aura of resentment, girl. He still hasn’t given up on the idea of getting your mortal shell!” Whitey’s voice resonated from the Fantasy Space.

It seemed like Jing Wushuang knew from the start that these foolish humans would be no match for Helian Wei Wei.

She was never an ordinary woman.

The situation would be just as complicated even if she had entered the palace alone.

However, none of that was an issue for Jing Wushuang. All he ever wanted from the start was for Ni Feng to be reincarnated and awakened!

It was undoubtedly the best time to take action. She would not be able to battle with her full capability when she had someone who needed her protection.

Jing Wushuang shut his eyes. Those who bullied Helian Wei Wei in the palace would not end well when Ni Feng awakens.

He would never stand aside and watch her besieged by others!

Splatter!

Helian Wei Wei was trapped amongst the crowd of faces. A thin yet sticky membrane that was not visible to the naked eye began enveloping her body.

It started from her ankles, up her legs then to her waist. It had entwined over her chest…