"AHH!!!!!!"...."Run!!!" Outer disciples of the demonic cult ran rampant. Bloodcurdling screams echoes throughout the night. Wei Shirong's rule and his purging of the old, beginning anew coming to a conclusion. Shirong bathes in the bloodbath, quenching his thirst. Around him, cloaked figures chant.
" Heavenly Demon, we found sect elder Suyin!"
"Kill her," Shirong said waving his hands nonchalantly, even though right outside dead bodies were everywhere. Before caressing his wife's face, then pushing her head down onto his little brother.
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'panting...panting
Suyin rushed through the forest with inner disciples following behind. And behind them, were Qiao Huizhong and his demonic wind assassin squad. On her back was Anwyll, still unconscious from earlier. Every passing second a scream would end with a thud on the forest's ground. Until Suyin and Anwyll were left cornered and surrounded.
Huizhong's and his fellow comrades' eyes were filled with lust. They all steal glances at the disheveled Suyin with her clothes ripped, showing skin. Their visible smiles gave Suyin the chills. Knowing that she can't escape this unharmed, she puts Anwyll down and draws her sword.
" Come! I would rather die than let you lots use me!" Suyin leaps forward using the arts of Blooming Bloody Roses. Her first target was Yao Ming, the one that killed most of her disciples. Using her first form, Bloody Roots of Twelve Roses.
She twirls and dodges the other's attack. Yao Ming would try to counter-attack, but Suyin anticipated it and switched to Bloody Roses form 15, Fifteen Blooming Scarlet Red Blood Roses. Yao Ming stumbles backward from the force Suyin exuded, before face planting and breathing in his last breath.
Huizhong, as cunning as ever, knowing that Suyin is too far away. Grabs ahold of Anwyll and yells to get Suyin's attention.
" Elder Suyin! Be careful of your next action. Or this little pup of yours will be split in two." Suyin stopped her aggression and glared at Huizhong. Huizhong motions for his men to surround Suyin. He then would press Anwyll's pressure points waking him up.
" Now, you know I don't have to say it. right?" Suyin drops her sword and reaches for her strap. While Suyin was loosening the tension of the straps, the men stared at her lustfully. When each piece of cloth hit the forest's floor. The men all looked at each other, to see who would pounce first.
At that moment Anwylls eyelids twitched and he opened his eyes to see that he was captured. " What is going on?" He thought. But when he saw that Yuri was near naked surrounded by mysterious men. His blood boils and he starts to subconsciously release his murderous intent. Giving all of the men and Suyin quite a shock.
Huizhong quickly releases his grip, when his hand fazed into Anwyll's body. His hand was engulfed in blue flames. He screams in horror as the flames kept spreading no matter how much he tried to put it out.
Even with his de-aged body, Anwyll still remembers all of the martial arts he learned. From Krav Maga, Muay Thai, to Brazilian Ju-Jitsu. Anwyll rushes towards the assassin close to him. Throwing a flying knee with an elbow to the top of the assassin's head.
Then rushing towards another and he slides between the assassin's legs. Kicking the back of the assassin's leg, forcing him to bend down. Anwyll then would punch the man's head, then stomps on the neck killing him.
Now with only Huizhong left, and Suyin safely behind him. Anwyll closes his hands together. When he opens it, black lightning spews out, the more Anwyll spread his hands from each other, the fiercer it became.
Huizhong saw the spectacle in front of him and thought he was fighting a Thunder Valley sect elder. Thunder Valley is a powerful sect of cultivators that created skills to counter the demonic techniques of the Demonic cult. The scar on his chest throbs in pain, when he remembered fighting 20 thunder, inner disciples. And how excruciating it was when their attacks hit.
But before he braces himself for the attack. Anwyll finally releases the lightning, yelling " Black Thunder Chain". The lightning hits Huizhong's body, frying his muscles, ligaments, tendons, and veins. The grass and twigs on the ground, where the lightning touched were turned to ashes.
Anwyll turns and faces Suyin, walks up to her, embracing her. Suyin felt how badly Anwyll was shaking, and her motherly instincts kicks in. Embracing Anwyll back, and forgetting that her chest was exposed.
To be Continued...