I Am a Mortal (4)

"How come the awakening is faster?" Tian Shen's heartbeat went haphazardly, looking uneasily at the floating Mao Nianzu, whose eyes closed tightly.

Things were happening. He felt the expectation weight on his chest. His mind was traveling, thinking about how to stop Mao Nianzu, worrying people around Mao Nianzu, and pondering his plan.

Which one was real? Which one was false? Tian Shen was frightened by just thinking about this, for he knew he would never find the answer.

Tian Shen squatted down, squeezing his chest tightly as he tried to adjust his composure.

"Guh!" However, as he was about to stand up, an invisible layer of heavy wall pressed him down, preventing him from moving even just a tiny bit.

It was as though lifting one side of a cement wall, Tian Shen grunted, strengthening all muscles and pushing his body upward in one motion. His veins bulged, and his legs shook hard, putting all might in that one move.

What he did was merely push a thin air.

"The poison is starting to act up!" His arm was intentionally wounded by a poison that attacked one's nerves and senses. For a person like him, it needed a strong poison which even the smallest drop could kill many mortals.

But Tian Shen did not expect this poison gave him trouble as well. He split his mind, trying to separate between his wounded arm and Mao Nianzu.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

At this moment, a deep fear stemmed inside his heart. It made him move rigidly, twisting his neck as he hesitantly looked at Mao Nianzu.

Within his sight, Tian Shen saw a black sphere looming above. This sphere stretched a strand of dark light thread, linking itself with Mao Nianzu. It was like a black moon had descended under the brilliance sun, chewing all light and refining it, converting it into different energy.

"We need Yang Physical Armament, but," Easily identified the black sphere, Tian Shen glanced at the ground where Yuan Zhen turned into a blood mist. He bitterly shook his head and helplessly sighed.

To disperse the black sphere that kept refining lights, Yang Physical Armament would be the best as it produced an extreme heat, like the sun that melts a mountain of ice. However, Yuan Zhen, who trained the Xiantian-ranked Yang Physical Armament, was no longer around.

"According to that entity, once He awakens out of the plan, even the combination of all martial artists in one continent will be futile!"

Tian Shen dashed, throwing array stones in several places to the ground. At the same time, he circled Mao Nianzu and knocked the layer of arrays that separated this secret plane and the main world.

He slithered, going out and arriving at the floating island. Without pausing, he quickly planted more array stones nearby the entrance. With this many layers of array formations and different types at that, he hoped it could buy time before he thought of another solution.

"Imperial Teacher!"

From different places, three squads of full-armored soldiers appeared. They came fully prepared, carrying different types of weapons. Each had its own specialty.

To their bewilderment, Imperial Teacher did not answer. He kept going back and forth in haste, as though if he slowed it down for a bit, something terrible would happen.

One squad who was adept in arranging array formations immediately understood. They came forward, with one of them asking, "What kind of array do you want to build?"

Imperial Teacher, Tian Shen, yelling. "Anything! As many as you can!"

The way Tian Shen talked was like a rumble of roaring thunder, magnified and made everyone shuddered in fear. All squads tightened their hearts and gulped in nervousness before carrying the mission out.

Although the rest of the squads were not masters of building array formations, it did not mean they were ignorant about it. Thus, they constructed weaker arrays without using expensive materials.

"After this, come to the secret plane quickly." Seeing the squads doing their job, Tian Shen left. He must take care of the black sphere.

As he entered the secret plane again, only the dark sphere and the two consorts remained. Some strands of energy were flying out like tentacles around the sphere, taking out power around and swallowing it.

The black sphere was like a balloon underwater, pushing upward and trying to go out of the secret plane.

The two consorts were coming in his direction, looking puzzled.

"Where is..?" One of the consorts asked grimly.

Her question implied that they did not know where Mao Nianzu was either. That leaves one choice left…

Tian Shen looked up, grinding his teeth while pressing the wounded arm. "No doubt, Young Master is there."

Giving the two consorts two treasurers - a pair of ribboned swords, Tian Shen's voice was wobbly. "Unless you want your soul gone, don't heal your wound from now on."

The two consorts nodded.

After saying so, Tian Shen took the oil painting next to the bookshelf. He carefully held it, aiming it toward the dark sphere. "Sovereign."

Soon, the painting seemed alive. The blurry black and white figure gracefully moved in a gentle manner, as though the wind made him move. Still embracing the black sword, he stood up and looked at the eight white sheens that slowly circling him.

After that, the blurry black and white figure gazed upfront, showing a pair of emotionless eyes while his clothes were slightly fluttered. This casual move sent a powerful sword intent that materialized into a sword stab, shooting toward the black sphere faster than light speed!

The two consorts did not see anything particular before hearing a loud explosion. The sword intent had collided with the black sphere!

Ripples formed in the nearby space — arrays. However, the blurry black and white figure was slightly shocked as though he could see that his attack was useless. By that, this figure opened his palm, launching another powerful sword intent.

A thick sword stabbed like an invisible arrow darted, coming with a faster speed and stronger energy. Even a hill could be pierced by this attack!

Before the attack reached, several strands of black threads spewed out and tangled mid-air.

"It reacts!" A look of uneasy adorned Tian Shen's face. He hurriedly donated his spiritual Qi to the painting, and the next attack's power increased.

Alas, this attack could not do anything much. Instead, it was swallowed by the dark sphere, fortifying its defense.

The blurry black and white figure felt humiliated by this sight. He finally unsheathed his sword, revealing a faint hazy brilliance that seeped out of the painting. He touched his forehead on the mineral before brandishing the sword toward the black sphere and slashing it with all his might.

The space trembled. A powerful slash sword intent pierced time and space and directly appeared before the black sphere could react, causing a strong collision, causing a wave of energy that swept the surroundings.

The first array layer, which functioned as protecting this secret plane from any physical attack, was destroyed. As the second and third array layer did not have physical protector features, they also turned dim before collapsing under the mere shockwave from the sword intent.

Being impacted by the shockwave, the two consorts were unable to stand up straight, shambling slowly before her body was harshly thrown and twisted backward.

Right when this happened, three squads entered.

A few of them flew, saving two consorts who received a considerable injury, and backed away far from the scene. Seeing the two consorts state, the rest of the soldiers gulped in anxiety.

The soldiers knew how powerful the two consorts were, and yet, they still got injured. Let alone their fate, who had a weaker foundation and techniques.

Three squads created a gap in the overburdened array to enter the secret plane. Little did they know that even the slightest gap could cause the array to crumble under the after-impact of the blurry figure's attack. As a result, the whole array formations collapsed, revealing the floating island outside.

Despite being a narrow secret plane, with the size of one kingdom castle, it hid numerous secrets. The array formations were extremely high-quality, requiring more than two hundred years to fully establish the secret plane, but it could not withstand the combined energy from the black sphere and the blurry black and white figure.

Tian Shen did not mind it. As long as the attack succeed, he could rebuild it. So instead of paying attention to priceless materials that scatter on the ground, his eyes locked on the black sphere covered by a puffing thick smoke.

A crack formed in the black sphere, and a seemingly black disgusting substance dripped from it.

However, the painting shook violently, as though sensing something greater than itself. It fled from Tian Shen's hands and took shelter on the bookshelf.

Before Tian Shen could react, an invisible hand seized his body. He floated toward the black sphere, wriggling in the hand that kept tightening its grip.

"Save the Imperial Teacher!" Soldiers saw Tian Shen helplessly float. They immediately utilized their Secret Laws Art, jumping toward him quickly, followed by a series of spiritual Qi that was shot by some who stayed on the ground.