Fenrir's Journey : I Shall Devour The Heavens!

Gong Xinyue hadn't made it far from the Branch of the Devouring Moon Sect when she was corned by a group of four people led by a middle-aged man with dark red robes. He had the appearance of a scholar but, with several parts of his attire covered in fresh blood and a sadistic smile on his face, it was clear he was anything but.With a long black fan in his right hand, the man looked at the cornered Gong Xinyue, remarking, "I did not expect to meet a little fairy that uses flames...how curious. Tell me, girl, how do you deal with your urges when your Yang energy runs rampant~?"Hearing the man's question, Gong Xinyue's expression darkened as her hair began to flicker even more violently. At the same time, scarlet flames ran down the length of her whip, causing the man's brows to raise as he placed the tip of his fan against his lips, the same sadistic grin still present on his face.Without needing to be told, the three younger men around the man moved to block off the obvious paths of retreat, giving Gong Xinyue nowhere to run. They wouldn't let her flee and, even if she tried to commit suicide, they were determined to intervene.Understanding her chances were slim, Gong Xinyue began burning her own potential, using her vital essence as a source of fuel to empower her attacks. This caused her hair to gain a blood-red hue as her whip flickered through the air, snaking in a complex manner as she attempted to at least cripple the weaker men surrounding her.Before the whip could find purchase, a black fan intercepted its path and, without any suspense, cut through the thick cord. This caused a plume of flames to erupt but, with the wave of his left hand, the middle-aged man was able to condense the foreign flames into a small ball that burned atop his palm without singing his flesh in the slightest.Gong Xinyue had blood dripping down from her lips after burning her own potential but, rather than give up, she instead extended her right hand and shouted, "Explode...!" in a shrill tone. This caused the wisp of flame atop the man's palm to erupt but, while it might surprise and injure others, he was able to create a vortex with his own Qi, guiding the flames upward and away from his disciples.Seeing how easily he dealt with her attacks, Gong Xinyue was beginning to feel helpless. She began to make a blade out of Qi with her right hand and, without any hesitation whatsoever, attempted to pierce her own heart. Death was preferable to whatever the men had in mind for her and, while she may not have a Yin elemental Cultivation method, this didn't mean she wouldn't be toyed with until her death.Having already expected Gong Xinyue to attempt suicide, the two men at her flanks quickly moved to entangle her arms as the middle-aged man swept his fan down in a smooth manner that easily diverted the lethal strike away from its intended target. This caused Gong Xinyue to immediately try to bite her tongue but, just as she opened her mouth and tried to pull free from her attackers, they were all brought to stunned silence as the fan-wielding man's head vanished.The three men surrounding Gong Xinyue couldn't process what had happened before, following in the footsteps of their teacher, their heads also vanished from their bodies. They then fell powerlessly to the ground, leaving a stunned Gong Xinyue standing before a woman with midnight blue hair and scarlet red eyes...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'This one smells familiar...')

Though she felt the woman before her was familiar, Fenrir didn't particularly care to get caught up with her. It was more important to kill the people attacking the city so, just as Gong Xinyue was coming to her senses, she had already disappeared using [Shundo].With her mind struggling to catch up with what had happened, Gong Xinyue was left with her mouth agape for several seconds after her benefactor's disappearance. There was a lot she had wanted to say but, with the temperature around her steadily dropping, she couldn't help but shiver a bit as she collected herself and fled the area...---Only stopping to kill more enemies, Fenrir made her way toward where the strongest flames were burning. The sky above had turned grey and this point and, though she wasn't as prolific when it came to using water elemental magic, Fenrir had sent more than seventy percent of her reserves into the atmosphere to cause a torrential downpour to slowly wash over the city.Fortunately, with her Devouring Laws, Fenrir had been able to recuperate her reserves by drawing in energy from her victim's bodies. This wasn't the most efficient process but, as there were some who had much stronger foundations than the others, it was enough to keep her going without her having to slow down.After reaching an ornate wooden structure that, from above, looked like a giant oval, Fenrir landed on the ground like a meteorite right in the center of the now-destroyed arena. Her arrival brought a momentary pause to the ongoing battle while, just a few meters away, Wen Xiulan breathed a sigh of relief as she muttered in a gratified voice, "Guardian Mistress..."With their enhanced senses, almost everyone still present in the ruined building easily picked up on Wen Xiulan's words, including a young man still seated in the viewing stands. There was an old man seated to his left that gave off an intimidating aura that easily kept others at bay but, now that Fenrir had arrived, the old man finally rose to his feet alongside the youth.The moment she sensed movement, Fenrir's eyes had locked onto a man that looked younger than twenty. He was another girlish individual and, as if to emphasize this point, he even had what looked like red eyeshadow at the edges of his eyes. He even wore a silken robe and, though it had a dragon coiling around it and appeared masculine in structure, she couldn't help but compare him to a dainty woman.Seeing Fenrir looking toward him, the youth showed a radiant smile but, just as he was about to speak, his view was obscured by pure white. In the next moment, his Grandfather appeared in front of him, producing a wall of red flames that did absolutely nothing to stop the avalanche of ice and snow that Fenrir had spontaneously released. The last thing he heard before all thoughts ceased was an icy voice shouting, 'Nivis Casus~!"Following the icy outcry, the entire arena, which could have easily seated upwards of ten-thousand people, had been completely buried in a dense layer of snow, sparing only Wen Xiulan as the heavy rain above turned into frigid hail...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'I hate, hate, hate this world...! You can all get buried...!')

Fenrir hadn't been in a particular hurry to reach the Devouring Moon City but, after seeing plumes of black smoke and hazy red flames covering much of the city, she turned into a wispy blue phantom that left a black trail in the void as she tore through the air at hypersonic speeds.While doing her best to maintain her 'human' transformation, Fenrir landed within the city and, after looking around at the slaughter being carried out all over, her eyes began to blaze with scarlet light as she vanished from her landing position.To those that could perceive her, there suddenly seemed like multiple Fenrir all over the area for a brief moment before her actual body reappeared at the end of the street. Everywhere a version of herself had manifested, an ice sculpture of a man was left behind and, due to the heat of the flames, it wasn't long before they fractured apart and started flaking away into a pool of bloody viscera.Though she wasn't intending to scare them, Fenrir appeared before a woman hiding two children in one of the poorly maintained sewage ditches, asking in a wrath-filled tone, "What is going on here?"Fearing for her children's lives, the woman tried to shield them with her body, pushing them further into the muck and grime as she answered, tears in her eyes, "It is the Searing Sword Palace! They are slaughtering everyone! Even those they obeyed ended up being burnt to death! Please, help us...!"Fenrir scrunched up her nose as the woman tried to grab at her trousers in an effort to plead for the lives of her and her children. While she did pity them but, hundreds would die in the time she used to take the three to safety. Thus, after splashing the trio with clean water, she said, "Find somewhere safe to hide. I will kill the attackers..." before vanishing from her spot.The woman felt an overwhelming sense of despair when Fenrir splashed them with water but, as it actually cleaned the majority of waste from their bodies, clarity returned to her shortly after. It was only then that Fenrir's words resounded in her mind so, without hesitation, she grabbed her two children and fled toward one of the previously burning buildings. She didn't notice when it had happened but, while much of the city was still burning, the flames in the surroundings had been extinguished in their entirety...With her ability to sense the differences between certain kinds of Qi, Fenrir rapidly moved through the city, slaughtering anyone that even remotely seemed like a bad guy. Since there were many who sought to take advantage of the situation for personal gain, there were a lot more enemies than the original invaders. However, with a blackish-blue aura around her hand, Fenrir cut through them as if their defenses didn't exist, leaving many horrified as their bodies quickly turned into fragile ice.As she continued to make her way through the area, Fenrir found a heavy-set man trying to push down a young woman in the shadows of a destroyed wall. This caused her rage to build even further as, for a brief moment, the young woman made eye contact with her, tears staining her face.Before she willed it, Fenrir's body moved and, in less than a microsecond, the man had lost, not just his head, but the upper half of his body. His body was also ripped away from his victim and, as a result of the force behind the impact, it spewed blood in a helical pattern as it flew through the air for several tens of meters. By the time it hit the ground, Fenrir was already gone and, after several long seconds of stunned silence, the woman, her previously ragged figure covered in warm furs, crawled to safety with renewed vigor...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill...!')

Chapter 88: Precarious