C1079 Attacks
C1079 Attacks
Sigh, it's been a long time since someone could match up to him like the Thirteenth Overlord! How boring!
But if the Thirteenth Overlord was still here, then he would have already buried himself in the ground and settled down. It would be a small matter even if he were to bury himself in the ground, maybe his corpse would already have been thrown into the wilderness and eaten by wild wolves! So, it's better not to always feel pity. Between him and the Thirteenth Overlord, it's either you or I who's alive.
But he had a nagging feeling that the Thirteenth Overlord was still alive, or perhaps it could be said that his vengeful spirit was still left behind in the mortal world. If the Thirteenth Overlord did not stop his desire to walk the world alone and split his remaining soul, maybe they would still be friends! However, he knew that the Thirteenth Overlord and him were people from completely different worlds. They had no choice but to walk different paths, and even had to push each other along the way.
In a trance, his thoughts once again drifted into the distance, returning to a day many years ago when his Thirteenth Overlord was fighting.
She remembered when the setting sun was a blood-red, adorning the silvery white sky with a golden edge that gradually swallowed up the entire sky.
The leader of the mysterious organization stood on the vast grassland with his hands behind his back. Half of his body was immersed in the orange halo. His eyes were closed, and the shadow of his long lashes fell across his face. He then sat down cross-legged and turned a few circles with his ten fingers. Immediately, a golden halo gradually rose. He quickly chanted an incantation, and a few remnant souls slowly rose from his body to the sky. After a while, they disappeared without a trace.
After the soul fragment had been split, he used his elbow to prop himself up. A breeze blew past, lifting up some of his black hair. He brushed off the dust on his clothes, but not a single ripple could be seen in his deep eyes. His mind was filled with thoughts of bringing calamity to the common people, so he could only divide his soul constantly.
Suddenly, a strong yet familiar aura blew over, interrupting his train of thought. His gaze swept across the surroundings quickly, and in the end, locked onto a tall and sturdy man.
As of this moment, he was in the process of transforming into a discarnate soul!
A strong sense of resentment rose in his heart as he clenched his fists, causing his knuckles to creak. This Thirteenth Overlord had actually used the method of splitting his soul to prevent his plan from succeeding! If he doesn't know how to appreciate favors, then don't blame him for not showing mercy!
He took out the sword at his waist, shook it twice, pulled out a few sword flowers and stabbed them at Thirteenth Overlord's back. Even though he knew that this was a sneak attack, he would be looked down upon. Normally, he would never do such a despicable thing, but now he felt like going crazy.
Thirteenth Overlord, I want your life.
However, Thirteenth Overlord was not an easy target, he knew that the leader of the mysterious organization would come up with this plan, so he somersaulted, the sole of his shoe striking the man's blade, concentrating the strength in his leg, and actually kicked the sword away. In fact, this was far from the strength of the mysterious organization's leader. It was just that his Qi and fire had attacked his heart, and his power had been reduced by a few dozen percent.
Then, Thirteenth Overlord kicked the chest of the mysterious organization leader. The pain struck, and the mysterious organization leader fell onto the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He could not admit defeat, he had to eliminate the remnants of the Thirteenth Overlord!
He covered his chest and staggered to his feet, then picked up the sword beside him and limped towards Thirteenth Overlord, his eyes filled with determination.
Today, he was going to fight to the death with the Thirteenth Overlord for the sake of faith.
He raised his sword and chopped towards the Thirteenth Overlord, who also used his sword to block. In the blink of an eye, the two became deadlocked.
Suddenly, a sharp bird cry broke the tranquility, interrupting the mysterious organization's chief's recollection. Until now, he still could not remember who won and who lost the battle with Thirteenth Overlord. He could only remember that they fought and fought for so long in the open sky, but in the end, he could not remember whether it was because he could not remember it or because he did not want to remember it.
In the distance, a figure could be seen walking on the precipitous mountain range. It was a person wearing a blue robe. He wasn't considered thin, and was even a bit bloated. When that person walked in, the leader of the mysterious organization finally saw clearly that it was Yu Jingzhe!
What was he doing here?
"Today's weather is really good. It's so stuffy staying in the house all the time." Yu Jingzhe walked with big steps while carrying a basket that was woven from grass on his back.
Yu Jingzhe's slow approach made the leader of the mysterious organization feel a familiar and dangerous aura, just like the Thirteenth Overlord many years ago.
That's right, he had the remnant soul of the Thirteenth Overlord!
The leader of the mysterious organization clenched his fists. His sharp nails dug deep into his palms due to excessive force, leaving behind a few bloodstains. It was very eye-catching on his white palms. He leaned forward slightly. At this moment, Yu Jingzhe was only a few steps away from him. However, Yu Jingzhe didn't notice the leader of the mysterious organization until a tree was in front of them.
The leader of the mysterious organization really wanted to stab Yu Jingzhe to death when he wasn't paying attention.
But he told himself again and again that the time was not yet ripe! He couldn't act rashly!
He could only endure the unquenchable rage in his heart for a long time before he leaped up and left this place.
Yu Jingzhe was the only one left standing on the spot: "Huh, it seems like a bird flew away." He scratched his head and pursed his lips.
Forget about all this nonsense, let's hurry up and gather the herbs.
At this moment, a silver-white medicinal plant entered his sight, and a rich fragrance assaulted his nostrils. Yu Jingzhe rubbed his nose and sniffed carefully. Then, he took out a medical book from the basket that seemed to be very old. His deep eyes quickly swept over the book. After confirming that the strange herb not too far away from him was his goal today, he threw the book back into the basket and trotted over.
Yu Jingzhe half squatted, but half of his body was immediately submerged in the tall grass. He gently picked up a leaf of the herb. After carefully observing it, he took out a notebook and wrote it down. Then, he picked up the herb and threw it into the basket.
Just as he was about to turn around and return to his original path, a familiar yet mixed sense of danger assaulted him. Yu Jingzhe couldn't help but shudder.
Had he ever been to this mountain before? Why does it feel so familiar?
He must have been thinking too much.
It was as if the sky had been blown by a hurricane for the entire night. Not a single cloud could be seen. All that was left was a completely pure blue color, arrogantly spreading all over the top of his head. As if by accident, he knocked over the blue ink bottle.