Journey to the End of the Night-Chapter 1269 - 826: Fight to the Death

Tie Yun was without a weapon, but that didn’t mean he was without means. With a solemn expression, he took out a yellow talisman from his bosom.

The talisman was inscribed with complex crimson runes in cinnabar, and he channeled his internal spiritual power to activate the talisman.

The talisman instantly erupted with a blinding light, so hot that it ignited the yellow talisman paper and turned it to ashes.

Though the talisman paper was burned away, the cinnabar runes on the talisman remained suspended in the air. With a flick of Tie Yun’s finger, the runes writhed to life like earthworms and wrapped around his wrist.

At a glance, it seemed like layers upon layers of red string wrapped around his wrist.

He did not rush to attack but instead concealed his aura, clearly out of caution for any sudden situations that might arise.

Baili An also drew the Quansheng Sword, wielding it single-handedly, the blade as clear as autumn water.

Apart from him, no one could see the circles of yin energy surrounding the blade, nor the pair of pitch-black, innocent eyes reflected off the Autumnwater Sword’s body.

The pig demon, in its skyward howl, saw its much-hated girl charge straight toward it.

With a deep inhalation through its large pig nostrils, its stomach, as round as a ball, swelled a few sizes larger.

As it opened its mouth to spray, icy blades that had pierced deep into its throat were forced out from within.

The crystalline ice was stained with traces of fresh blood, scratched from within the pig demon’s throat.

The blood quickly turned from red to black, dissipating like smoke, transforming into dense demon energy that enveloped the icy blades, sending them whistling back toward the girl’s face with a sharp screech.

The girl’s expression didn’t change, as the three-foot ice crystal in her ethereal grasp twisted downward, scattering the demon energy-tainted icy blades with a series of crisp clashes.

The icy blades infused with demon energy were sturdier than before, and as the two attacks collided, the three-foot ice crystal was not left unscathed.

With each attack she deflected, the ice crystal in her virtual grip chipped a little more.

In no time, ice dust fluttered continuously, accentuating her ethereal and transcendent grace.

And at that moment, the attacks of Zhao Baixun and Li Fuyuan arrived.

The pig demon emitted a strange gurgling sound from its throat, like the deep roar of a sea beast.

Zhao and Li both sensed trouble.

They saw the once taut, bull-like muscles of the pig demon suddenly slacken, much like a kernel of corn suddenly popping open.

Within moments, the dark muscles turned into double! Triple! Quadruple! Quintuple layers of fatty flesh, collapsing layer upon layer, resembling a massive mound of greasy, disgusting meat!

The attack of Zhao and Li was swift, and seeing the situation deteriorate, it was now too late to pull back!

The pig demon had no intention of dodging even as Zhao Baixun and Li Fuyuan’s swords succeeded in striking its vital dantian and neck.

Yet, the layers of fatty flesh had long obscured those critical points.

Their stabs and strikes were like droplets of rain falling gently into the vast ocean, unable to stir even a ripple.

The pig demon trembled all over, and an unmatched force violently shook their longswords.

The tremendous power traveled along the sword body, swiftly rebounding, tearing the hands that held the swords until flesh was split open, bones almost visible beneath.

The two let out terrible screams, and Zhao Baixun, unfortunate enough to stand on the pig demon’s left side, was suddenly seized by its massive hand, instantly silencing his scream emerging from his throat.

Li Fuyuan, the chubby one, was luckier. He had aimed at the pig demon’s neck and was naturally standing at its back.

Watching his senior brother fall into the pig demon’s clutches, Li Fuyuan could not stifle his cries of agony.

He had never experienced such intense pain before, tears, snot, and drool streaming uncontrollably.

Without hesitation, he abandoned his sword, willing to spare no effort for rescue, scurrying back behind Tie Yun.

The girl above the pig demon cast a side glance, seeing Zhao Baixun subdued effortlessly, but her clear eyes showed no unnecessary emotion.

Fearless and unyielding, she withdrew her sharpness, her poised and decisive demeanor standing with unwavering elegance amid the chaotic winds.

Unlike Zhao Baixun and the others, she was born with a clear heart, allowing her to calm herself instantly upon entering a battle, never allowing others or things to disturb her.

But this didn’t mean she would let this Moon Accompanying Sect Young Master die without aid.

Despite her deep dislike for the Moon Accompanying Sect Young Master, he was, after all, a singular companion in this fight against the pig demon.

After dispersing the last demon energy-tainted icy blade with the ice crystal in her ethereal grip, the three-foot icy form was riddled with cracks, seemingly about to shatter at any moment.

Yet her gaze remained eerily calm, slightly adjusting the ice crystal’s sharp point before thrusting down again, this time targeting the pig demon’s left arm...

The corners of the pig demon’s mouth still dripped with blood from the wounds cut by the icy blades.

Its entire fatty mass trembled uncontrollably as Baili An simply watched the pig demon’s flesh whirl into motion...

The swirling mass vaguely reminded him of the flying discs thrown by Sword Sect disciples teasing dogs outside the window beside his childhood desk.

Baili An wondered why he would associate the greasy flesh with those teasing flying discs at this moment.