Fairy, Don’t Be Afraid, I’m Blind

Chapter 92: Slaying the Behemoth

The magnificent palace was bathed in a sacred, luminescent glow, the black tendrils having vanished.

“It’s you!”

City Lord Liu gritted his teeth, his beard quivering with rage. His sleeves billowed with fury, and he seemed ready to devour You Su whole.

You Su gently laid Ji Lingruo on the ground and stood up, his demeanor shifting dramatically. His pitch-black eyes locked onto the intruding elder.

“What is the meaning of this, City Lord Liu?”

The sight of his enemy ignited a fiery hatred within You Su. Though curious about the old man’s sudden emotional outburst, You Su was ready for a fight.

In an instant, a flash of white light revealed the Black Pine Sword, now unsheathed.

“How dare you!”

City Lord Liu’s rage boiled over, his composure shattered. He recalled the instructions from the Mist Lord Ming Kun and decided to end the fight swiftly.

He quickly formed a seal with his hands, and a hexagonal array flickered briefly before him. A powerful surge of energy erupted forth—the Golden Light Technique, a renowned attack from the Mystic Firmament Sect.

You Su’s dark eyes narrowed as he fluidly drew his sword. The blade darted like a serpent, striking directly at City Lord Liu’s face.

In the blink of an eye, sword and energy clashed violently. A muffled explosion echoed, and You Su remained unfazed. City Lord Liu, however, paled significantly, his voice trembling with fury.

“You thief!”

His century-long scheme had been foiled, filling him with unbridled hatred. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes burned with rage. Without hesitation, he launched a massive palm strike at You Su, only to find his target had vanished.

City Lord Liu employed a concealment technique to mask his presence, intending to evade You Su’s perception. Yet, no matter how he moved, he couldn’t escape You Su’s relentless gaze.

Abandoning stealth, City Lord Liu ascended high into the air, unleashing a barrage of powerful spells. The sky lit up with a dazzling display of colors.

You Su gritted his teeth, discerning the intricate patterns of energy before him. However, recognizing weaknesses didn’t guarantee an easy counter. Ultimately, City Lord Liu’s aerial advantage suppressed You Su’s close-combat prowess.

Observing his airborne foe, You Su’s resolve surged. He held his sword close, feeling his energy converge and flow into his legs.

Wind Step Ladder Technique!

Seeing You Su ascend as if climbing invisible stairs, City Lord Liu was taken aback. Yet, he swiftly regained his composure, his hands weaving intricate seals. A dense, black mist enveloped him, scorching his hands.

“Yellow Springs Inferno!”

A colossal pillar of black flame erupted, engulfing You Su. His upper garment was instantly incinerated, and flames licked his flesh.

You Su’s eyes darkened further as he pressed on, his sword cleaving through the inferno. The blaze dissipated, and the blade’s momentum sent City Lord Liu crashing to the ground, cracking the white jade tiles beneath him.

You Su, bathed in black flames, emerged unscathed, his scorched flesh regenerating rapidly. He advanced like an avenging deity, closing in on the disheveled City Lord Liu.

“Please, You Su… I am City Lord Liu… You’ve already gained so much… Spare me…”

You Su’s steady advance did not falter. Desperate, City Lord Liu pleaded, “Let me go, and I swear never to trouble you again! I’ll disappear forever!”

“I only want your life!”

You Su took a step forward, his sword’s mighty aura striking the ground. A shadowy, serpentine creature lurking in the darkness was vanquished instantly.

City Lord Liu paled, his feint of weakness and shadow serpent ambush foiled. Suddenly, the ground trembled violently, more intensely than before, as if the very realm outside the temple was collapsing.

You Su was forced to halt as the ground shook violently. City Lord Liu, equally disoriented, heard a voice echo in his mind: “Accept my power and slay the True Sovereign!”

City Lord Liu’s face paled, his eyes filled with grim determination. Seeing the killing intent in You Su’s gaze, he made his decision. His eyes gleamed with a fierce light.

Black mist enveloped City Lord Liu, his eyes turning crimson. His mouth stretched impossibly wide, revealing blood-red fangs. His body contorted, limbs swelling until he transformed into a monstrous abomination.

He chanted in a guttural, incomprehensible tongue, as if praying or seeking absolution.

You Su was aghast. He had not anticipated City Lord Liu’s final gambit—offering his soul and body to a malevolent entity.

Now a mindless killing machine, the creature radiated an oppressive aura that made breathing difficult. You Su recognized this eerie pressure; it was akin to the sensation he felt upon glimpsing the colossal beast atop the city wall.

Caught off guard, You Su’s chest was suddenly drenched in blood as he was sent crashing backward.

Seizing the advantage, the fiend closed in, its claws piercing You Su’s back and emerging from his abdomen. With a dismissive flick, it sent You Su sprawling to the ground, pinning him underfoot.

The creature cackled, its twisted visage bearing the remnants of City Lord Liu’s face. It seemed he wanted to witness You Su’s demise before his soul vanished entirely.

Raising its claws to deliver the final blow, the fiend struck down—

“You are the source of all sin, and only you can sever the sins of the world.”

The words echoed through the air, and You Su’s body resonated with immense power. His heart pounded like a thousand drums, filling him with unyielding strength.

The Black Pine Sword hummed in response, its call echoing through the chamber. You Su’s eyes glowed with a golden light, like a god descended.

The fiend’s claws halted mere inches from You Su’s face, unable to advance. Ripples of ancient, mystical energy pulsed through the air, forcing the creature back.

A brilliant flash of sword light cleaved the heavens, dispelling all evil.

Elsewhere

“Lotus Sword Venerable, why reduce yourself to this state? Your profound cultivation is wasted, your path to enlightenment severed.”

The disfigured man stood confidently amidst the clear sky, the mist around him dissipated by the clash of titans. Before him, He Shutong stood bloodied and weary.

Suddenly, both turned their gaze toward a distant point in the clouds, sensing a shift. The disfigured man’s lips curled into a subtle smile, his lone eye gleaming with excitement.

“My goal is achieved; I shall take my leave. Instead of fighting me, you should save that young man you care for. His sword strike… truly extraordinary.”

He gazed down at the clouds, his voice tinged with awe. A thin line sliced through the mist, parting it like a curtain. A deafening roar followed as a colossal beast crashed to the ground, sending plumes of white vapor billowing upward.

He Shutong’s eyes narrowed as she descended swiftly, racing against time to reach the source of the commotion.