Fenrir's Journey : I Shall Devour The Heavens!

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...!')

While the temperature throughout the entire city continued to drop, Fenrir was entirely unaffected due to the bluish-black aura around her body. Though the cold wouldn't have affected her, even if she were to bathe in the most frigid water imaginable, a very different kind of chill had settled into her.Sensing someone approach, Fenrir looked toward Wen Xiulan, finding the ethereal beauty nursing several burns and a vicious cut on her right arm. She could see a thin layer of Qi covering the area and, while it was extremely slow compared to the regeneration she was used to, Fenrir could tell that it wouldn't take long before Wen Xiulan had healed completely.Without beating around the bush, Fenrir asked in a tone that seemed to match the frozen wasteland around her, "Who...?"Wen Xiulan couldn't resist a shiver running through her body when she heard Fenrir's tone but, with her position as Sect Leader in mind, she did her best to put on a brave front. She even managed an apologetic smile as she explained, "They claimed to belong to the Searing Sword Palace but I don't believe that to be the case. The strongest among them wasn't much stronger than me...this would not have been the case if the Searing Sword Palace was involved..."As she had already learned about the Searing Sword Palace previously, Fenrir knew there was some truth behind Wen Xiulan's words. However, as there had to be some kind of connection between the despicable people who had attacked the city and the infamous Sword Palace, it was the best place to look for answers.Fenrir didn't particularly care about anyone in the city but, as she had promised to protect the Sect, the primary military force backing the Heavenly Moon City, she felt as if the attack was directed at her. There was even a chance she was their goal as, based on how the girly-man had reacted, they had been waiting for her arrival.After a long silence, Fenrir gazed up at the overcast sky above and muttered, "I hate this world...it is full of so much pain and sadness. There are so many evil people...I can't stand it any longer..."Wen Xiulan was slightly surprised when she heard Fenrir's words as, while it wasn't that uncommon for people to lament being born into this unforgiving world, the look in her eyes told a deeper truth. It was the gaze of someone who was reminiscent, intermixed with a profound and heartwrenching sense of loss.While it was largely just a rumor, there had always been stories circulating about realms above and beyond the four continents. It was said that, by reaching the pinnacle of Cultivation, you could travel to one of these distant worlds, a place where even the grass could be considered an Immortal Herb.It was impossible to be certain but, based on the peculiar aura surrounding Fenrir, Wen Xiulan was unable to shake the idea that the mysterious woman came from a higher realm. Her potential was so far beyond anything she had ever seen that it was almost impossible to consider her someone that had been born amongst the people of this world...Breaking Wen Xiulan from her thoughts, Fenrir turned her attention back to the woman and stated in a plain tone that caused the surrounding temperature to drop exponentially, "I tried showing off my strength to keep people at bay but they still attacked innocent civilians just to draw me out...I'm not going to anchor myself here any longer. I will go and cripple all of the strongest Sects. I will not stop until they are all destroyed..."(Fenrir's Commentary: 'I'm sorry Master...Fenrir can't be a good girl this time...there is too much evil in this world...I must...kill them...all...')

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...')

Chapter 89: Frigid