Chapter 199 - 197: Seventh Grade Fire God Saber
At this moment, the Black Soul Crow acted on instinct, directly biting off the corpse of the Second Prince along with the King’s Robe and swallowing them.
Then, as if it suddenly lost its target, the Black Soul Crow began to frantically attack everything around it.
First, it rushed towards the nearest Duan Fangshuo.
Duan Fangshuo swung his blade, the incredibly powerful Flame Blade Qi fell upon the Black Soul Crow, only managing to knock off some black fur, unable to inflict serious damage.
On the contrary, he himself was forced to retreat by the Black Soul Crow, unable to protect the Second Prince’s remains.
"Damn creature!" Duan Fangshuo grit his teeth.
He had been battling these Black Soul Crows almost the entire night, and as their numbers dwindled, the difficulty of the fight grew even higher.
Now, facing the last mutated Black Soul Crow Fog Beast, he couldn’t even think of killing it; self-preservation became increasingly difficult as it got closer.
Countless untouchable tentacles entangled towards him; once caught, the fate would be far more painful than the Second Prince’s, dying from the extraction of essence blood.
Duan Fangshuo dared not let the Black Soul Crow get close, retreating repeatedly.
Finally, he left the Prince’s Mansion, disregarding everything.
After all, the Second Prince he pledged loyalty to was gone; why should he persist?
The world is vast; he could just find another place to enjoy wealth and prosperity.
With Duan Fangshuo gone without a trace, the Black Soul Crow turned its gaze towards Song Changming, who possessed the strongest and most enticing Qi Blood in the Prince’s Mansion.
In fact, Song Changming had already retreated when he sensed danger.
But the Black Soul Crow had a strong perception, locking onto him; it ignored many others and flew straight towards him.
Song Changming turned around and slashed, sending out two Wind Dragons.
This was the maximum power of Sword Qi he could currently unleash.
The Wind Dragons struck the Black Soul Crow, but as if the thick Scorching Mist on its surface absorbed most of the power, it failed to effectively harm the crow’s body, only impeding its charge.
In the next moment, the tentacles, which had stumped Duan Fangshuo, shot his way; Song Changming swung his blade to counter.
He found that even at full power, he needed several consecutive strikes to barely sever one segment of the tentacles.
Moreover, these tentacles seemed capable of regeneration by the Black Soul Crow.
At this point, Song Changming experienced firsthand how formidable this Foreign Black Soul Crow was.
Under normal circumstances, killing this Black Soul Crow was undoubtedly challenging,
Just as he prepared to activate the Secret Technique: Blood Burst, the sudden sound of a flute came from afar.
The Black Soul Crow was immediately captivated by the flute sound, flapping its wings and disappearing into the night.
Song Changming looked back in the direction of the flute sound.
Even at night, his vision extended far.
On top of a city wall, shadowy figures stood, with some City Guard corpses hanging beside the wall.
It was precisely these figures that played the flute, summoning the Black Soul Crow.
"Foreigner?" In Song Changming’s imagination, only those foreign cultists could achieve this.
Indeed, the act of King-Slaying plotted by Xiao Yanli had the influence of foreign cultists behind it.
The Black Soul Crow soon flew towards the wall, in front of those figures.
"Not bad, I didn’t expect to gain a mutated Black Soul Crow; it’s a small profit for this trip." One person atop the wall chuckled sinisterly.
"No, it’s a big gain, didn’t you notice?" Another suddenly spoke.
The others listened and carefully examined the Black Soul Crow that landed before them, quickly discovering the clue.
"Huh, despite avenging its great vendetta, why hasn’t Xiao Yanli’s spiritual consciousness dissipated from this Black Soul Crow?"
"It shouldn’t be like this..."
"Perhaps some step went wrong; if that person’s spiritual consciousness persists within this Black Soul Crow, its value would be extraordinary!"
"Even if just this remaining spiritual consciousness, selling it to a Corpse Refining Sect disciple, they’d likely offer a huge sum; they need lingering spiritual consciousness most for their corpse refinement..."
"Indeed, removing the attached spirit by the Corpse Refining Sect, the remaining Black Soul Crow can still fetch another profit, truly a big gain!"
"Let’s go; the Scorching Mist Energy on this Black Soul Crow is too intense; those Major Sect experts will soon arrive."
"Hmm."
One person took out another piece of Mist Gold, which emitted Scorching Mist, injecting it into the Black Soul Crow’s body.
Instantly establishing a new connection bond with it.
Thus, without the soothing flute music, the Black Soul Crow Fog Beast no longer rampaged.
Song Changming watched the people on the city wall, sneakily taking away the Black Soul Crow, and disappeared.
He pursed his lips slightly.
"Outer Domain..."
Song Changming looked around the Prince’s Mansion engulfed in flames, and the chaotic Hengyang County City.
After tonight, a power that once vied for the world will exit the stage, and new masters will take their place here.
But these matters no longer concerned Song Changming.
Tonight he had completed what he intended to do, and as for the future world affairs, he neither wanted nor cared to intervene further.
"Time to go back," Song Changming muttered to himself.
A great fire swept through the Prince’s Mansion, raging for an entire day and night without being extinguished.
When the Second Prince’s army stationed elsewhere returned, they found the mansion reduced to ruins, and everyone was stunned into silence for a long while.
They were fighting for the Second Prince outside, only to turn around and find their Great King gone.
"Where is Duan Fangshuo, where has that bastard gone!" A Grand General couldn’t accept it, angrily saying.
However, Duan Fangshuo had already disappeared without a trace, and no one knew where the strongest person beside the Second Prince had gone.
The news of the Second Prince’s assassination and the mansion’s destruction quickly reached the hands of various powerholders through spies.
The six prefectures under the Second Prince’s command became ownerless overnight and were quickly coveted.
Among them, Gu Wenhui, who had deployed troops long ago, seemed to be waiting for this situation to occur, and promptly seized the initiative, fully attacking the six prefectures under the Second Prince’s rule.
The other powerholders were all a step behind him, which sealed Gu Wenhui’s fate as benefiting the most in this territorial and populational struggle.
And before this, a carriage, like a bloated fat man, wobbled out of Hengyang.
Judging from the depth the wheels sank into the mud, one could see how much weight this carriage carried, incredibly heavy.
Inside the carriage, Song Changming half-lay, while behind him were the treasures from the Second Prince’s treasure storage packed into five large chests.
Fortunately, this carriage was spacious and solid enough, and the two big horses, mixed with alien blood, were strong steeds that could pull the carriage forward.
Along the way, occasional passersby might notice this carriage departing far away, but would never imagine that the person who changed the fate of the North’s six prefectures and assassinated the Second Prince was inside this ordinary-looking carriage.
At this moment, Song Changming lazily stretched, shifting his body to a reclining position, with one hand resting under his head and the other holding a considerably thick book.
The book’s cover bore ancient characters from the Da Han Dynasty.
Seventh Grade Fire God Saber Technique!
"Quite mysterious, worthy of being a Martial Technique from the imperial family!" Song Changming remarked as he flipped through the pages.
This martial technique was precisely one of the treasures in those five chests, a secret manual that the Second Prince took when he fled the Imperial Palace years ago.
The seventh-grade quality of the martial technique was superior to the Ninth Grade Wind Dragon Divine Saber Technique he currently mastered, making it a premium among martial techniques.
Without any surprises, the formidable Fire Attribute Blade Qi previously exhibited by Duan Fangshuo most likely originated from this Fire God Saber Technique.
"Stop!"
"This mountain is opened by me, this tree..."
"What’s the matter?" Song Changming was flipping through the saber technique when he noticed the carriage suddenly stop and couldn’t help but ask.
"Brother Song, a bunch of bandits has come to rob the carriage, I’ll go settle it," Song Ping’an said calmly, long accustomed to such occurrences.
Nowadays, with turmoil and war everywhere, countless people turn into bandits, claiming mountains as kings.
Going out means inevitably encountering such robberies.
"Alright..." Song Changming heard, collected his thoughts, and continued to delve into the Seventh Grade Saber Technique he acquired, comparing it with the Wind Dragon Divine Saber Technique he mastered.
The biggest difference between the two saber techniques lies in the completely different attributes.
In literal terms, one is a Fire Attribute Saber Technique, the other a Wind Attribute Saber Technique.
In terms of instantaneous explosive Sword Might, this Seventh Grade Fire God Saber is far superior to his Wind Dragon Saber.
But in terms of the speed of unleashing the saber, the Wind Dragon Saber Technique offers more significant enhancement.
The principles of the saber techniques differ, the training methods differ, and naturally, the focal points differ too.
But judging by the pure sophistication and mysteriousness of the saber techniques, the seventh-grade triumphs over the ninth-grade!
This is also one of the important criteria for defining the grade of martial techniques.
The higher the grade of martial techniques, the more mysterious and profound the artistic conception.
This Seventh Grade Fire God Saber, without a doubt, Song Changming is sure to practice, there’s no way it will merely be watched idly.