Chapter 910: Chapter 39 The First Appearance of the Grim Reaper_4
"Ah Dai—," Xuan Yue cried out in pain, and amidst her extreme sorrow, she somehow regained the ability to speak.
Intense pain flooded Ah Dai’s entire body, his eyes blood-red as he looked at the surrounding crowd, a chilling light continuously flickering within. His physical strength was nearly exhausted; the white light just now had come from the ring on his hand, called God’s Protection by Xuan Ye, and it had saved his life for the second time. The Black Knights, intimidated by the murderous intent emanating from Ah Dai, dared not approach and stood around him plotting at a distance. They left a clear space of three meters around Ah Dai, as they debated, "Why won’t you let me kill this little bastard? I want to avenge our brother Ah Dai!"
He couldn’t die yet; if he perished, then Xuan Yue would be finished too. Instinctively, he thrust the Tian Gang Sword into the ground before him and touched the Ming King Sword at his chest with his right hand.
An evil aura burst forth without warning, a faint grey substance swirling around Ah Dai’s body, making the surrounding air seems as if it was solidifying; the sudden drop in temperature sent shivers down the spines of the Black Knights. Under the influence of the Sword of Hades’ evil aura, Ah Dai’s eyes were devoid of any emotion, completely immersed in towering malevolence.
Xuan Yue shivered violently, the evil aura from the Sword of Hades felt like it would freeze her meridians in place, filling her with fear. Just then, a warm current from the Phoenix’s Blood on her chest drove out the invading cold. A faint red light enveloped her body, also nourishing the meridians within her.
Noticing the changes in Yue Yue cradled in his arms, Ah Dai subconsciously looked down and saw Xuan Yue wrapped in a faint red aura, completely repelling his own grey evil aura. With this sight, Ah Dai felt reassured, free of any hesitation. He did not wish to kill, but if he didn’t, he and Xuan Yue would find their end here. With this in mind, Ah Dai let out a long howl to the sky, fully mobilizing the scant remnants of his life force, the True Qi, and channeling it into the Sword of Hades. Stimulated by this life force, the evil aura of the Sword of Hades surged, forming a grey vortex around Ah Dai’s body that made the Black Knights’ horses involuntarily retreat and whinny. Even the Black Knights’ leader was trembling continuously with cold and filled with astonishment. The young man before him seemed no longer to be the master of martial arts they were about to carve up a moment ago but had turned into a demon filled with evil aura. The overwhelming demon aura was like a vast mouth, threatening to swallow him and his men whole. Driven by fear, he bellowed, "Brothers, charge, kill them, and I will reward you handsomely!" At the leader’s command, he and two other powerful companions charged forward, three long knives glinting with aura of different colors slashed toward Ah Dai.
Ah Dai’s heart felt neither resentment nor joy, plunged into an icy void. His mind was changing, guided by the chill emanating from the Ming King Sword at his chest. A cold, bloodthirsty light shone in his eyes, his hand already beneath his garment, tightly gripping the Ming King Sword Handle. As the three Black Knights lunged at him, Ah Dai hugged Xuan Yue tightly with his left hand and coldly shouted, "Hades’ Nether Flash—earth—sky—quakes—"
Even with Xuan Yue in his embrace, she only felt a sudden chill; before she could see clearly, a ghostly blue light had already slipped out from Ah Dai’s chest. The Netherworld Light, as if arising from Hell itself, carried Ah Dai’s body, eerily flashing past the three charging Black Knights.
As the blue light faded, the advancing Black Knights all halted in their steps. "Thud, thud, thud," the sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground rang out. The three Black Knights who had clashed with Ah Dai fell to the dust, their bodies twitching slightly before becoming desiccated corpses—the Sword of Hades had absorbed yet another batch of souls.
Ah Dai propped himself on his chest, gasping for breath. Although the Sword of Hades’ offensive power was unmatched, it nearly depleted the meager life force, the True Qi left in his body. The cold evil intent invaded his body as he performed Nether Flash, persistently assaulting his heart. His True Qi was nearly exhausted, leaving him without the strength to expel the evil aura that had penetrated his body.
Xuan Yue’s body violently trembled the moment the Sword of Hades was unsheathed, not calming down until now. The Phoenix’s Blood had once again saved her life. She noticed that something was wrong with Ah Dai, who was trembling slightly, his face ashen and his eyes filled with a cold light that seemed ready to explode at any moment.
Ah Dai was in excruciating pain, barely maintaining a sliver of clarity in his mind, stimulating the last bit of his life force, True Qi, to resist the Sword of Hades’ malevolence. But under the relentless assault of the evil aura, his spirit was beginning to falter. Just when Ah Dai thought he was done for, a sudden brilliance of blue light flashed across his chest, and the evil aura within him found an outlet, swiftly absorbed completely as if it were converging rivers. As the evil aura vanished, Ah Dai felt the Dragon’s Blood at his chest move slightly, emitting a faint sound. With the blue light receding, Ah Dai finally reverted to normal. He could no longer support his body, falling to the ground with Xuan Yue in his arms. He made sure to land on his injured back first, not wanting to harm the person in his hold, even when he had lost most of his consciousness. With his body going limp, he passed out.
