Chapter 305 - 305 303 Moonlight and Breeze on the Chilly Snow

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305: Chapter 303: Moonlight and Breeze on the Chilly Snow 305: Chapter 303: Moonlight and Breeze on the Chilly Snow These Bone Corpses, amassed into a mountain, had long since lost their souls and become the world’s most sinister and bizarre resentful power beneath the giant skeleton. Countless soulless eyes coldly and emotionlessly watched over Baili An, and from the giant Bone Corpse’s hand, shattered by the Wish Pearl, spewed flickering green yin energy, suggesting that it would have difficulty healing anytime soon. Once again, the giant Bone Corpse raised its other hand, covering the night sky like an eclipse, and struck down toward Baili An. Immensely powerful and terrifying energy burst forth from the palm of the Bone Corpse, the yin wind withered the grasslands, and even the lush vegetation ten miles away collapsed like reeds. Only Baili An felt a strong suction force pulling him toward the dreadful bone hand. With a tap of his foot, Baili An turned the ancient coffin into specks of golden light that entered the jade-green waters, abandoning the ancient coffin which could have enabled him to fly. He drifted toward the giant Bone Corpse’s palm like a feather caught in a whirlwind, weightless. His crimson garments fluttered noisily, and the white ribbon that had tied up his hair was swept away somewhere, his dark hair tousled by the gale. In the shadows, the youth’s face became blurred, with only the ink-heavy brows and eyes visible beneath his black hair, mysteriously deep and enigmatic. The giant bone hand’s menacing advance, in an instant, engulfed Baili An’s tiny figure. A mist of scarlet blood diffused and attached to the swaying treetops in the gloomy mist, as Heroic Spirit Hongying rushed from the distant battlefield to this spot in a mere moment. Blood gleamed between her fingers; a cold, sharp crimson blade appeared, as if ready to rescue the unrelated young man at death’s door. The next moment, she trembled slightly at her fingertips, sensing something improbable that made her tilt her head in surprise. Beneath the bone hand, Baili An’s figure vanished mysteriously and delicately at just the right instant, leaving no trace but the lingering scent of blood on his clothing in the air. Amid the wild frenzy, a gentle breeze arose from nowhere. When looked for again, Baili An reappeared on the back of the Bone Corpse’s hand. That previous fearsome strike had missed its mark. His crimson robes billowed in the ghostly Gale like vibrant battle flags aflame on the battlefield. Atop the Bone Mountain, the Nine Heavens seemed close above, the moonlight piercing the clouds like arrows through woods, spilling onto him. The youth stood there, tall and slender in the moonlight. The bone giant roared furiously, shaking the Nine Heavens as it lifted its arm high, propelling Baili An to a summit. Atop this chill precipice, Baili An’s eyelashes were crowned with frost as he struck downward, thrusting the seemingly fragile but noble Jade Flute into the bones at his feet. The shattered wound in its palm wept blood that flowed along the flute. The Bone Corpse’s lifted arm froze as if seized by some force. Thousands of skeletal skulls spat out a piercing light from their hollow eye sockets. Hongying, perched in the treetops, quivered, her body trembling faintly. Even from a distance, she felt a born supremacy pounding at her soul, making her involuntarily kneel in submission. This bizarre sensation was something even Spirit Lord Ying Xiu, whom she served, had never induced so intensely. The raised bone arm, unlike Fang Geyu’s talisman fire that caused countless Bone Corpses to wither and fall, emptied the yin fire from the skulls, their frenzied light extinguished, leaving only dark hollows. The cracking of bones resonated across the land as the towering bone arm crumbled, its dust settling softly like snow, turning whirlwind snow into tranquil ash. Starlight shattered the darkness, and the moon emerged wholly from the clouds. Baili An pulled the Jade Flute, not playing it, yet a clear and distant flute sound wafted on the wind. As the crumbling Bone Corpses fell, the verdant Resentful Body seemed to split open. Thick yin energy burst forth like a spring, and as Baili An lifted his arm, the Yin Resentment surged like a massive tidal wave into the Jade Flute. The Bone Mountain crumbled, and Baili An plummeted from the sky. The battle appeared won with ease, yet Baili An’s face had turned deathly pale, barely able to grasp the Short Flute, ready to slip from his grip any moment. When bone shards and broken, sharp finger bones flew at him against the wind, he couldn’t even raise his flute to block them. His cheeks and clothes were slashed; his body continued to fall, slamming hard into the giant skeleton and leaving a deep crater in its body. The surge of Yin Resentment within the skeleton was not exhausted, and the terrifying backlash nearly shattered all of Baili An’s bones. Amongst the cloud of bone dust, Baili An rose to his feet, swaying, as small Blood Pearls trickled from his clothes, falling upon the pale skeleton below, extinguishing the Yin Fire between its bones. The clouds parted, and the moonlight shone clear and bright upon the snow. Half of Baili An’s face was stained with blood—the deep blood-red of his eyes devoid of expression—he staggered to the heart of the giant skeleton, where Ji Ying’s bones lay buried. Her paled skull’s soul at the brow had dimmed, as though it could extinguish at any moment. Her coarse patched garment had been torn to shreds in the fight, and her pale skeleton was nearly engulfed. Although the deceased possessed no consciousness, the skeleton seemed to feel Baili An’s gaze. Crack, crack, crack… The ghastly white bone arm stretched toward him. Baili An crouched down, took the cold bone hand, and with a forceful leverage of the arm and the blunt Jade Flute, shattered the forces engulfing her. Amid the collapsing bones, he pulled out most of Ji Ying’s skeletal remains. The Bone Corpse on the ground let out a roar, slamming its arm—stripped of its hand—hard against its own chest! Baili An’s spine tensed; unflinching, he did not draw the flute, slightly adjusted his position, and with his back wide open, bore the full force of the strike. His back ceased to feel like part of him, numb with pain. More blood escaped the corner of his mouth, falling drop by drop. Unbeknownst to Baili An, a single drop of blood fell into the brow of the bone below him. The dim soul devoured the blood rapidly, causing a silent palpitation. His lips tightened as he heard the approaching howl, the Bone Corpse at his feet unwilling to let him rescue Ji Ying without a fight, launching another attack to force her back into its body.

Chapter 305 - 305 303 Moonlight and Breeze on the Chilly Snow

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