Chapter 596: 549 Madness

In the blink of an eye, the massive body completely swallowed Gui Rong.

That was Floating Shadow making a move!

Floating Shadow is the largest of all the Abyss Envoys, looking like a humpback whale flying in the sky; usually, perhaps for convenience, it maintains a size of about three zhang, but its potential is far more than that.

Now, in order to leave Gui Rong with no escape, its body has expanded to nearly ten zhang, just like a smaller, horizontally lying Wangliang Powerhouse.

Tang Zhao and Gui Rong were close, and he was almost swept in; the giant whale body seemed to brush past the tip of his nose. He immediately pulled back and retreated more than ten zhang.

The next moment, all the Abyss Envoys rushed over.

Every Abyss Envoy stretched out claws or claw-like parts, pressing them onto Floating Shadow's body, and streams of Momentum surged madly into the giant whale's body to attack the trapped Gui Rong.

Wait—

Transmitting power from a distance so fiercely, while it could certainly destroy Gui Rong inside the whale's belly, wouldn't the giant whale itself also...

Tang Zhao immediately realized, even if they were destroyed together, so what?

As long as they are not killed by that Zishi Jian of Gui Rong's, the Abyss Envoys are immortal; now that it has been puffed up to the point of explosion, it will crawl out of Yingze and be a fine fellow again immediately.

The logic of this tactic is to cut the Gordian knot, sacrificing one body of Floating Shadow so that all the Abyss Envoys can quickly finish off Gui Rong together.

More than a dozen Abyss Envoys attacking with all their might, each possessing the strength of a Sword Hero, with all that power superimposed together—this force is simply a superposition; wouldn't it be enough to crush a Sword Hero even if they were made of mountain rock?

"Truly incredible, I must stay further away."

Seeing this situation, Tang Zhao knew that once it erupted, there would surely be earth-shattering power, so he hurriedly retreated another dozen zhang before being affected.

This power, it should be fine, right?

Tang Zhao reckoned that even if it were aimed at him, he would likely only have the option of making a prompt decision to flee. That would still require the method of spatial displacement, and it must be activated quickly; one cannot delay or hesitate, for a moment of hesitation would be too late.

It seems Gui Rong did not choose to displace immediately and remained in the whale's belly; it should be... that he has no chance, right?

However, as he lowered his head slightly, he saw the Sacrificial Array on the ground that looked like a giant Turtle Shell, and through the translucent Turtle Shell, he vaguely saw the ruins inside.

Even in the sky, he could hear some screams and groans from the wind, but he didn't know if it was an illusion, as those sounds were getting quieter and quieter.

The people in the Sacrificial Array were having their power continuously extracted and transported out.

If there is a variable, should it be here?

"Why hasn't it ended yet?"

The Abyss Envoys surrounding Floating Shadow all sensed something was wrong; they were all exerting their full strength to transport Qi, but they didn't have that feeling of crushing everything, but instead vaguely felt resistance.

Moreover, that force of resistance was getting stronger and stronger, as if a wall were pushing back.

How is that possible?

The Abyss Envoys could not believe it in their hearts:

We have so many Abyss Envoys, and he is only one person, and he is trapped within Floating Shadow and restrained; how can he possibly fight us as a group?

Is the gap in strength really that large?

Then... if he is this strong, wouldn't the pretty boy who defeated him be even stronger? The pretty boy is someone from outside the mountains; does that mean there are even more powerful Sword Heroes outside Wangliang Mountain? Are there perhaps countless ones like the pretty boy?

Are we all trash?

At this moment, except for a heartless fellow like Heart Shadow, the other Abyss Envoys all felt a sense of frustration.

Having reigned supreme in Wangliang Mountain for so many years, have we become frogs at the bottom of a well?

Among them, Manying was the most sensitive; it felt the resistance it was receiving getting stronger and stronger, finally about to reach a certain critical point...

Suddenly, it shouted loudly: "Heart Shadow, take me away!"

Heart Shadow was right next to it and had always been the most obedient to Manying; upon hearing this, it didn't even hesitate, immediately picked up Manying, and turned to run.

When Manying decided to run, it only called Heart Shadow and didn't call the other Abyss Envoys, but the other Abyss Envoys also had eyes; once they saw them running, they naturally reacted and let go to run as well, but it was inevitably a step too late.

This step was already too late!

Boom—

Floating Shadow finally exploded, turning into thousands of Fragments. The power transported by the dozen or so Abyss Envoys shattered its body and formed a storm; outside the Fragments, countless shockwaves erupted, and besides the air waves, there was also a figure—

A figure holding a sword!

Gui Rong's half-black, half-white hair fluttered in the air; his blade had turned pitch-black because it was covered in the power of death, and at this moment, it no longer had any piercing cold light, only deathly Qi so thick it was soul-stealing.

He laughed wildly and shouted: "You beasts, Master Gui Rong is here! You all ran? What are you running for? Come here and die—"

Amidst the wild laughter, he rushed toward the nearest Abyss Envoy, his blade flashed, and he hacked an Abyss Envoy that looked like a shrimp soldier into two pieces. Then he turned around and hacked another fleeing Abyss Envoy.

Actually, although he countered the Abyss Envoys, unless it was a surprise attack, he would usually have to trade a few moves to deal with them. But now he had obtained the power from the Sacrifice, his Momentum was astonishing and had reached its peak. Meanwhile, the Abyss Envoys had just used great strength and were already in a period of weakness, and they had already lost their nerve the moment they spontaneously fled; the two sides were no longer fighting on a front line, but had become a rout and a chase, and the only thing restricting the efficiency of Gui Rong's pursuit was the speed at which they fled.

"Ahhh, he's coming! What do we do, where should we flee?" Heart Shadow shouted while fleeing.

Manying in its arms was still calm and said: "Go find Tang Zhao!"

Heart Shadow realized: That's right, at this time one should go find the person who can defeat Gui Rong, which is that pretty boy Tang Zhao.

It rushed toward Tang Zhao, opened its mouth, and suddenly said: "Help—"

Manying hurriedly snapped: "Shut up, don't attract him here!"

Heart Shadow understood again; not only did it shut up, but its figure also became sneaky as it crept toward Tang Zhao. It hadn't considered one problem at all: going to find Tang Zhao meant leading the high-spirited Gui Rong to Tang Zhao; would that also offend Tang Zhao? Might it even provoke an attack from the other side, turning into a pincer attack?

But Heart Shadow wouldn't think that much, and even if it did, it would take it for granted that they were allies—Tang Zhao was invited by Changfa Manor, and it was a guest Abyss Envoy of Changfa Manor; aren't they all one family? What's wrong with hiding?

As for whether it is shameful for a guest Abyss Envoy not to protect their own manor but instead be protected by the manor, Heart Shadow didn't have that string in its brain.

The two fellows were lucky; Gui Rong didn't pay attention to them at first, but was slaughtering to his heart's content in another direction, catching up with one Abyss Envoy after another; the weaker ones took one sword strike, and the stronger ones took no more than three or four moves, with efficiency faster than anything.

It was just that he felt a bit strange in his heart: why didn't these Abyss Envoys flee to Yinglang? Compared to him, who needed a special Dharma Artifact to connect to Yinglang, these Abyss Envoys were born with the ability to walk in Yinglang; as long as they fled to that place where threads were everywhere and space was twisted, it wouldn't be so easy for him to hunt them down.

It was just that he had no mind to investigate these things now, only caring about stabbing one with each sword strike to his heart's content; for a time, he killed until there were no Abyss Envoys in front of him, and when he looked up again, several Abyss Envoys had already run to even further places, and he still had to continue the pursuit.

"Rong, stop for a moment."

A voice suddenly came to his ear. Gui Rong's movements paused slightly; the two Abyss Envoys that were originally within his sight immediately ran until not even a shadow remained. Gui Rong, who had just been red-eyed with killing, ignored them now, as if he had drunk a mouthful of ice water and cooled down, and focused on asking in his heart: "What is it? Great Sage?"

That voice said: "No need to kill anymore."

The other party didn't give an explanation, but Gui Rong still heard a hint of helplessness in the tone; he realized and said: "Did I use too much power? Is there still enough left?"

That voice said calmly, "It is still enough, it is just that more people will die than expected."

Gui Rong laughed, "That is fine, it does not matter if all those bastards die. Anyway, everyone has to die; it is not a pity at all if they die a little earlier."

Although he said that, he calmed down quite a bit, thinking: No need to kill them all. Just killing one at the end is enough. There will not be such an opportunity in the future.

Abyss Envoy, it is better not to keep them.

He made up his mind and turned to look again, only to see that the remaining Abyss Envoys had already run far away, and the closest one was...

Behind Tang Zhao.

A raccoon dog and a pipa were chattering away with Tang Zhao, one after another.

Seeing Tang Zhao, Gui Rong became three parts calmer, hesitating for a moment.

After a brief ponder, he still rushed over, arrived in front of Tang Zhao, pointed his sword at him, and said, "Move aside."

Tang Zhao looked at him calmly, his expression indifferent, as if he had returned to the appearance of the Tiantai from before.

Although there was no high temperature or strong light now, only a halo surrounding Tang Zhao, that state made Gui Rong somewhat fearful; it was a state that completely nullified his Jishi power. If he removed this bonus, Tang Zhao would absolutely not lose to him.

This bit of fear was not much, but it was enough to tip the Balance in his heart. At this moment, although he had made up for his previous injuries with the power of the Sacrifice, he had not actually fully survived; he was just one life—Tang Zhao's—short.

Yet Gui Rong did not dare to complete this loophole for a moment. After thinking about it, he lowered his sword tip slightly and shouted, "Sword Hero Tang, you are close to the Abyss Envoys, there is no need to protect them. Hand them over to me, and it does not matter whether you join us or not..."

What remained were the two words "discuss it."

But these two words did not come out.

A flash of light!

Perhaps the word "flash" cannot even describe the speed of the light; the speed anyone can see is only the speed their own mind can accept, which does not represent the speed of this light.

The speed of light is just the speed of light!

A light flashed from Tang Zhao's hand; to the two Abyss Envoys behind him, the sword did not move, it was his hand that moved.

Then, one saw Gui Rong's neck brighten, and his head, along with that half-black and half-white hair, flew out.

A trace of shock remained on Gui Rong's face, though not much. Because the speed of death did not allow him time to finish his "look of shock," and even this last half of a "shocked" expression was made by the residual life reaction after his head was severed. He himself did not even have time to let the thought that people who are killed often have flash through his mind:

"Why?"

Tang Zhao expressionlessly retracted his sword and said, "Wasn't it agreed that the loser would die? Why are you dawdling? Do you not even follow the rules you set yourself?"

He gave a brief explanation to Gui Rong's head, which could also be considered a conclusion to this opponent and this battle. If there were any other words left unsaid, perhaps he should have added one more sentence to Gui Rong:

Thank you?