Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 71 Blade: Death? Always something to look forward to (Together)

"Catch her! Don't let her get away!"

The leader of the men in black spoke in a hoarse and urgent voice, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. They had been chasing Zhu Zhuqing all night and could not let her escape at this critical moment.

"Damn, that can really run!"

Another man in black cursed, his face showing a look of disbelief and shock.

Zhu Zhuqing's speed exceeded their expectations. Even in her injured state, her figure was still faintly visible in the night, like a cunning kitten.

"Split up and surround her!"

The leader swiftly issued orders, pointing in different directions to signal his men to act immediately and form an inescapable encirclement.

"clear!!"

The men in black responded in unison, their figures quickly disappearing into the shadows of the woods, scattering like ghosts in an attempt to encircle Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing's heart pounded like a drum. She could sense the hunter's presence behind her. She moved with lightning speed, but in the labyrinthine forest, every step was fraught with uncertainty.

Ignoring her injuries, she moved swiftly through the trees, her breathing rapid, each gasp a race against death.

She would be much safer if she could just get out of the forest! This thought was like a fire, igniting the last bit of strength within her.

Her teeth were clenched, and her fair face was covered in a mixture of sweat and blood, making her look extremely disheveled. But her eyes remained firm, filled with a strong desire to survive.

Her long legs drew elegant arcs in the night, each landing seeming like a fierce dialogue with the ground.

Although her speed was already astonishing, at this critical moment, she still longed to be faster, even faster.

"I must escape!" Zhu Zhuqing silently chanted in her heart. She kept walking, and even in such a desperate situation, she did not give up hope.

Her figure moved through the forest like an indomitable wind, determined to break through the darkness.

But suddenly,

As Zhu Zhuqing, who had been leaping and escaping with the agility of a cat, was suddenly attacked from her side by two ghostly figures, wielding long swords with gleaming cold tips, aiming straight for her vital points!

Zhu Zhuqing's big eyes widened instantly, her chest heaved violently, and her magnificent curves became even more apparent in the tense atmosphere. Every breath she took was accompanied by her heart pounding wildly.

These two unexpected individuals, like cheetahs in the night, were swift and deadly.

At this critical moment, an incredible power seemed to surge from Zhu Zhuqing's body.

Despite the excruciating pain from her reopened wounds, she reacted swiftly in mid-air, executing a breathtaking aerial somersault.

Her figure was as graceful as a dancer, yet full of fighting spirit.

Zhu Zhuqing's perfect figure drew an arc in the air, passing right through the attack of the scissor-like parallel blades. Her movements were fluid and precise, as if she were dancing the most thrilling dance on the edge of death.

However, having endured the pain to complete these movements, Zhu Zhuqing's steps were unsteady when she landed, and she staggered back a few steps.

Her delicate white hands clutched her lower abdomen tightly, where a fresh wound painfully reminded her that she was nearing her limit.

During this brief pause, the other men in black who had been chasing her, like shadows in the night, gradually appeared around Zhu Zhuqing.

They were like a pack of hungry wolves, blocking off all her escape routes and forming an impenetrable encirclement.

Zhu Zhuqing's heart sank to the bottom. Her gaze swept quickly across the men in black around her, searching for any possible escape route.

However, she found herself cornered, surrounded by the cold gazes and sharp swords of her enemies. Her situation was more dangerous than ever before.

The atmosphere was so tense it was suffocating; every breath Zhu Zhuqing took felt like inhaling icy fear. Her eyes were fixed on the approaching men in black, their gazes cold and ruthless, the tips of their swords gleaming with a bloodthirsty light in the moonlight.

She knew she could no longer escape, no longer retreat. She had to find a glimmer of hope, or this forest would become her final resting place.

Tension and despair intertwined, Zhu Zhuqing's hands trembled slightly, but she gritted her teeth, preparing for a final stand.

"Heh, hide? Where can you hide?"

The leader of the men in black spoke in a cold voice, like the winter wind. He licked his cleaver, a gesture full of cruelty and mockery.

His eyes were full of amusement as he looked at the injured kitten Zhu Zhuqing, like a cat toying with its prey.

"We'll give you two choices: either continue to resist, or we'll kill you and take your body back."

His words were devoid of any emotion, as if he were discussing not a life, but an insignificant object.

"The second option is to obediently surrender, cripple you, and take you back. It'll save us trouble and you won't have to worry about anything."

He paused, a sly glint in his eyes, as if he had already anticipated Zhu Zhuqing's choice.

Choose.

His tone was authoritative and unquestionable, as if he had already anticipated Zhu Zhuqing's submission.

Zhu Zhuqing narrowed her eyes slightly, like a nimble cat in the night, her gaze sharp and firm as she scanned the men in black around her.

Her fair face appeared slightly pale under the moonlight, but her eyes shone like stars, radiating an indomitable light.

She bit her lip tightly, and although her body had reached its limit, she showed no intention of surrendering.

"Enough talk, let's see what we've got!"

Zhu Zhuqing's voice was firm and powerful. She assumed a fighting stance, leaning slightly forward with her hands clenched, ready to face the upcoming battle.

The shadowy cat's figure flickered behind her, as if it might transform into a sharp arrow at any moment, piercing through the darkness. Simultaneously, her spirit rings glowed, their light encircling her body like a final bulwark, protecting her beliefs.

"Heh, well, you asked for this!!"

The man in black's laughter echoed through the forest. His eyes turned fierce, and the cleaver in his hand gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

"superior!"

At his command, the men in black pounced on Zhu Zhuqing like ferocious beasts. Their movements were swift and ruthless, each one carrying the determination to kill.

A battle was imminent, and the tense atmosphere seemed poised to tear the forest apart.

At that moment, as soon as the leader of the men in black finished speaking, everyone around seemed to have been waiting for this moment, and they all simultaneously revealed their spirit rings!

In that instant, the night in the forest was illuminated by colorful light, and the brilliance of the soul rings was particularly dazzling in the darkness, like stars in the night sky, brilliant and mysterious.

The encirclement was formed immediately, as if it had been meticulously planned, with every movement of the men in black being precise and flawless.

The encirclement shrank instantly, their steps were perfectly synchronized, as if they had practiced countless times and their coordination was flawless.

All the men in black had the same message in their eyes: they were leaving no way out. Like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, they pounced on Zhu Zhuqing!

Zhu Zhuqing clenched her teeth, her eyes shining with determination. Faced with this almost hopeless situation, she did not back down in the slightest.

Her hands transformed instantly, revealing sharp cat claws, each tip gleaming with a cold light, as if capable of tearing apart any obstacle.

Her family rules were so cruel that she always wanted to change them and break free from the shackles that bound her.

If she cannot even escape her current predicament, then this is the only fate she can have.

Although she felt helpless and unwilling, she was even more determined and courageous.

She knew that this battle was not only a contest of life and death, but also a test of her own beliefs.

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, suppressing all her fear and pain. She stood up straight, like a blade of grass swaying in the wind and rain, ready to face the coming storm.

Bang bang bang!

At this critical moment, just as Zhu Zhuqing was preparing to fight to the death, and the men in black around her were like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, rapidly approaching and almost tearing her to pieces, a strange sound suddenly broke out in the sky!

Several blood-red sword energies, like divine punishment descending from the heavens, bearing mysterious patterns of the spider lily totem, descended rapidly from the sky, circling around Zhu Zhuqing! The sword energies were like lightning tearing through the night sky, instantly shattering the tranquility of the forest and bringing an indescribable shock.

That crimson sword aura, like a moon, was incomparably sharp. As it flowed, it seemed to reflect the brilliance of the stars. Its power was so great that it was like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, making people think of the Mirror Style sword technique used by the Church Blade, which was so mysterious and deadly.

Like a dream cascading from the Milky Way, these dozen or so sudden sword energies descended like a dream, catching the dozen or so men in black who were besieging them completely off guard. They were scattered and forced to retreat in disarray by the impact of the sword energies, and the once tight encirclement collapsed instantly.

At the same time, amidst this utter shock, a raging fire ignited in the eyes of the leading man in black. He roared furiously, "Who dares to court death?! You've ruined my plans!!"

"Come out if you dare!!" His voice boomed like thunder, echoing through the forest and startling the birds and beasts that were roosting there. But all that responded to him was deathly silence, and the surrounding environment became even more sinister and eerie with each roar.

The black-clad man's furious voice echoed through the forest for a while, but no one answered. Only the traces left by the blood-red sword energy, like the marks of the red spider lily, silently told the story of what had just happened, while the tension and unease in the air sent a chill down everyone's spine.

But very soon,

Before the Blade Master even arrived, suddenly, a few blood-red and alluring spider lilies began to grow around the black-clad man's feet.

These flowers, like messengers from hell, silently burst forth from the earth. Their colors are so vibrant they are almost suffocating, and their petals seem to carry a hint of blood.

The dozen or so men in black sensed the ominous aura emanating from the spider lily and immediately became alert as if facing a formidable enemy!

A flicker of fear crossed their eyes. These people, accustomed to killing in the darkness, were now stunned by this sudden and bizarre sight.

Before they could even react in shock, they heard a strange, maniacal laugh, a laugh like the cry of an owl, sending chills down their spines.

As the red spider lilies bloomed one by one, the laughter grew louder and louder, echoing in every corner of the forest.

"Hehehehehe!"

The laughter was filled with madness and mockery, as if it were a jeer at the fate of these men in black.

"die?"

The voice was drawn out, carrying a leisurely and unhurried quality, yet it sent a deep chill through the listener.

"I'm getting a little impatient."

The voice continued, as if expressing a longing for death.

"you."

The voice paused, then filled with anticipation again.

Will it bring me a surprise?

This question, seemingly both a inquiry and a provocation, exerted an invisible pressure that made every man in black present feel a tightness in their chest.

They didn't know what they were about to face, but the fear brought by the unknown was sharper than any sword!

At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing, who was saved by the blood-red sword energy, had a pale face, but her eyes flashed with disbelief and shock.

Her little face froze, completely stunned!

She could almost feel the sharpness and unparalleled precision of that sword energy. It was like the scythe of death, seemingly a casual slash, yet it cleaved the solid ground with deep cracks, and the explosive power was astonishing!

However, just when she thought she was about to be caught in the devastating explosion, miraculously, the explosion did not affect her at all.

All the power seemed to be guided by some mysterious force, striking with unparalleled precision at the black-clad men who were attacking her simultaneously! A surge of inexplicable gratitude and shock welled up in Zhu Zhuqing's heart.

A captivating purple hue, unique to her Netherworld Cat, flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes as she scanned her surroundings, trying to find the benefactor who had saved her at the crucial moment!

Her heart was filled with doubt and curiosity: who possessed such superb swordsmanship, and why would they come to her rescue at this time and place?

"Damn it! Brothers, follow me! In this day and age, are people actually courting death?!"

The leader of the men in black had a ferocious expression, and his voice was filled with anger and murderous intent. Faced with this sudden change, he felt an unprecedented humiliation and challenge.

"We're assassins, are you saying we're afraid of you?!"

He roared, brandishing his cleaver, and led the remaining men in black in another attack.

Their eyes were filled with ferocity and determination; having already entered this battle, they would not easily back down.

The atmosphere in the forest grew increasingly tense, and an even fiercer battle was about to unfold.

Just as these dozen or so people gripped their weapons, preparing to join the leader in attacking the hidden Blade, several beams of red light suddenly appeared on Blade's body, causing them to lose their minds.

The red light looked particularly eerie under the night sky, as if it were stained with blood, slowly emerging and surrounding the blade.

"A 100,000-year-old spirit ring???"

The voice of a man in black trembled, his eyes wide open, almost bulging out of their sockets.

He couldn't believe his eyes. A 100,000-year soul ring—that was a legend in the world of soul masters, representing a level of cultivation and power that almost no one could match.

"Or rather, several hundred-thousand-year spirit rings."

Another man in black swallowed hard, his voice filled with obvious fear and despair.

The blade before them possessed not just one 100,000-year spirit ring, but several; such a lineup was enough to instill despair in any spirit master.

Those red spirit rings shimmered with dazzling light in the darkness, each one like an invisible pressure, oppressing the hearts of everyone present.

The men in black involuntarily took a step back. Their faces could no longer maintain their previous coldness and confidence, replaced by deep fear and unease.

The figure of Blade appeared even more mysterious and unpredictable against the backdrop of the red spirit ring. He stood there quietly, without making any movements. The mere presence of the spirit ring was enough to intimidate the entire audience.

An unprecedented sense of powerlessness welled up in the hearts of the men in black. They knew that they had no chance of winning against such an opponent.

"Killer"

"hehe."

(End of this chapter)