Chapter 199 - A Battle of Impostors
Chapter 199: A Battle of Impostors
The lady in the embroidered clothes had a soft and light voice, but it was filled with force.
Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng did not expect there was such a powerful lady by Wei Zhuoyan’s side.
“What do we do now?” Duanmu Sheng scratched his head. He had the urge to jump in the moment he saw a fight.
“Don’t move. This has nothing to do with us… Master’s cultivation base is profound. He must’ve noticed such a huge commotion by now… If he wanted to interfere, he wouldn’t have waited until now.”
“You have a point, junior brother.”
On the chaotic streets.
The metallic scent of blood wafted in the air accompanied by the sound of flies buzzing. The flies seemed to have found a great feast.
However, the filthy creatures could not get within three meters of the lady in embroidered clothes. The lady in the embroidered clothes crossed her arms, her movements elegant and refined.
The voice was booming.
“Preposterous!”
“Kill,” Wei Zhuoyan said coldly.
His four deputies waved their arms. Dozens of cultivators behind them charged toward the rebel army.
Five Energies Universe to Eight Methods Connected avatars appeared.
The avatars lit up the streets.
This must be what it would have looked like if the city was filled with soldiers in golden armor.
The thousands of soldiers present on the scene merely served as a stark contrast to the impressive avatars.
When the masked cultivators and the rebel army charged forward, a huge sword floated down from the flying chariot. The sword was wide and thick. It resembled a saber. It was wrapped in dense energy. In just a moment, it began to spin, resembling a huge windmill.
Li Jingyi frowned. She was the first to speak, “The Nether Sect? Retreat!”
The huge sword moved too quickly. The dozens of cultivators could not react in time. They were hit by the sweeping waves of energy from the sword that was spinning like a windmill. All of them were sent flying.
Mingshi Yin looked at the sky in shock. “Eldest Senior Brother’s Dark Heaven Starlight?”
“Eldest Senior Brother?” Duanmu Sheng looked up hastily as well.
“That can’t be right…”
“What can’t be right? I’ll report this to master and so he can capture his disciple.” Duanmu Sheng felt slightly shaken when he looked at the huge chariot. He turned around, preparing to leave.
Mingshi Yin grabbed Duanmu Sheng’s arm. He looked at the cultivators who were sent flying and began to analyze. “Eldest Senior Brother never parts with his saber. This huge sword looks like a saber, but it’s not… The Dark Heaven Starlight isn’t as powerful as well. With Eldest Senior Brother’s skills, these people won’t be alive after suffering one hit.”
“You mean, someone’s impersonating Eldest Senior Brother?”
“That’s right.”
Upon hearing Mingshi Yin’s words, Duanmu Sheng carefully looked at the scene again.
‘It looks really similar.’ Duanmu Sheng muttered, “I was wondering why Eldest Senior Brother is so weak… As it turns out, it’s just an impostor.”
“An impostor against the fake Wei Zhuoyan. Don’t you think this is interesting?”
If they did not look carefully, it was difficult to tell them apart from the real thing. Even the Evil Sky Pavilion’s disciples had to look carefully. There was no way the others would suspect this was not the real thing.
“This person isn’t weak,” Duanmu Sheng commented.
“If he could recreate Eldest Senior Brother’s Dark Heaven Starlight to this extent, there’s no way he’s a weakling.”
The two of them continued to watch the battle.
Li Jingyi seemed shocked that her men were sent flying by the Dark Heaven Starlight. She glanced to side briefly before she said in a hushed tone, “General, retreat.”
“I believe in your abilities,” Wei Zhuoyan said.
“I’m afraid I won’t be able to guarantee your safety in a high-level battle… If you fall, all hell will break loose,” Li Jingyi said. At this moment, she had changed the way she addressed Wei Zhuoyan to ‘you’.
Wei Zhuoyan remained silent.