Chapter 157: I Am Shura

Chapter 157: I Am Shura

Mu Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, smirking coldly as he faced the advancing black-robed youth. "Nan Ling must really care about me to keep such a tight watch on my every move."

"Don't flatter yourself," the black-robed youth sneered, his blade glinting with killing intent. "When you die here, no one will know it was us. They'll assume you fell during the mission. Despair all you like; it changes nothing."

"You think you can kill me?" Mu Feng's voice was icy, and his eyes turned an unsettling crimson. A blood-red rune glowed on his forehead, and an ancient, overwhelming force coursed through his body.

"Roar…!"

Mu Feng let out a guttural roar. His mouth sprouted sharp fangs, and his snowy white hair turned blood-red in an instant. From his back, a pair of crimson wings, over ten feet long, tore through his shoulder blades, dripping with fresh blood as they spread wide.

"Shura Bloodline, awaken!"

The black-robed youth froze in shock, staring at Mu Feng's transformed appearance. His face twisted in disbelief.

"What… what kind of monster are you?"

From afar, the blue-robed youth battling Xiao Tian was equally stunned, his face paling at the sight of Mu Feng's transformation.

"Shura Blood Seal, ignite!" Mu Feng roared, burning two drops of his precious essence blood. The sacrifice released a torrent of energy into his meridians, amplifying his strength exponentially.

Purple Palace, Level Nine…Condensed Qi, breakthrough!Condensed Qi, Level One…Condensed Qi, Minor Heaven Realm!

Mu Feng's power skyrocketed, his aura swelling to monstrous proportions.

"You forced me to reveal my true form. None of you will leave here alive!" he snarled, his blood-red wings flaring as he launched himself at the black-robed youth.

Unleashing the Beast

With a single beat of his wings, Mu Feng became a crimson blur, appearing before the black-robed youth in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

Mu Feng's punch, crackling with blood energy and lightning, smashed into the youth's chest.

Splat!

The youth was sent flying over ten meters, crashing into the ground. He struggled to rise, his face contorted in terror.

Before he could react, Mu Feng raised his Violet Thunder Spear, slashing downward to unleash a crimson arc of energy. The black-robed youth rolled to the side, barely dodging, as the attack left a deep gouge in the ground.

"This… this is impossible! How did he become so strong?" The youth's mind reeled as he staggered to his feet, gripping his weapon tightly.

Death Approaches

"Tiger's Roar—Dominating Blade Slash!" Mu Feng bellowed, summoning the Shura Blood God Blade into his hand. His energy surged into the blade as he descended from above, striking with unstoppable force.

"Roar!"

A crimson tiger materialized from the slash, its body entwined with purple lightning as it roared toward the youth.

"Layered Wave Palm!" the youth shouted, stacking three powerful blue palm imprints and sending them hurtling toward the tiger.

Boom!

The crimson tiger shredded through the palm imprints and slammed into the youth, its energy exploding upon impact.

Splat! Splat! Splat!

Wounds tore across the youth's body, his flesh ripped apart by the blast. Blood sprayed into the air as he collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide in disbelief before his life faded away.

The Last Survivor

"Wang Cheng!" the blue-robed youth screamed, his voice filled with despair as he watched his ally fall. Panic overtook him, and he turned to flee, abandoning his fight with Xiao Tian.

"Do you think you can escape?" Mu Feng's voice was a chilling growl.

He stabbed the Shura Blood God Blade into Wang Cheng's corpse, then launched himself into the air, his wings carrying him swiftly after the fleeing blue-robed youth.

The youth, sensing Mu Feng's pursuit, turned and hurled a flurry of flying knives behind him. Each blade gleamed with lethal intent as they shot toward Mu Feng.

"Child's play." Mu Feng swept his spear, deflecting the knives effortlessly.

In a single motion, he hurled the spear forward.

Whoosh!

The weapon became a bolt of violet lightning, striking the youth's leg and pinning him to the ground.

"Argh!" the youth screamed in agony, collapsing as blood gushed from his wound.

A Shura's Wrath

Mu Feng descended, his blood-red wings folding as he landed. He walked slowly toward the youth, his gaze colder than death itself.

"W-what are you?" the youth stammered, terror evident in his trembling voice.

"I?" Mu Feng smiled cruelly. "I am Shura."

In one swift motion, his clawed hand plunged into the youth's chest, grabbing hold of his heart.

"P-please—" the youth begged, his eyes wide with fear.

Crack!

Mu Feng crushed the heart in his hand, silencing the youth forever. Blood poured from the lifeless body as the essence within was absorbed by Mu Feng's body, his blood-red wings and claws retracting as his form returned to normal.

Aftermath

Drained from the fight, Mu Feng collapsed onto the ground, his breath labored. He stared at the star-filled sky, his eyes cold and distant.

"Nan Ling…" he muttered, his voice low but filled with venom.

Sitting up, he retrieved a blood pill and swallowed it, beginning the process of replenishing his strength. Burning his essence blood had left him severely weakened, and his recovery would not be quick.

Moments later, Bai Ziyue stumbled down from the mountain, dragging the Shura Blood God Blade behind him. Xiao Tian, now in his smaller form, slithered toward Mu Feng, settling protectively by his side.

Thud! Bai Ziyue dropped the blade onto the ground, then collapsed beside Mu Feng, gulping down a healing pill.

"Feng-ge, who the hell were those guys?" Bai Ziyue asked, his voice filled with frustration.

"They were Nan Ling's men," Mu Feng replied, his tone calm but laced with hatred.

"Figures. That bastard just won't quit. One day, I swear I'll end him myself," Bai Ziyue growled.

"We'll have our chance," Mu Feng said, his voice chilling. "For now, we'll need to tread carefully. But soon, Nan Ling and the Northern King will taste the pain of loss."

A New Resolve

The two rested in the mountain stronghold for three days, tending to their wounds and freeing the captives held by the bandits. During this time, Mu Feng's lost essence blood was slowly replenished by the Shura Divine Jade.

Finally, fully recovered, they mounted their steeds and began their journey back to Tianyun Academy. Behind them, the bandit hideout lay silent, its reign of terror ended by the will of Shura.