Fenrir's Journey : I Shall Devour The Heavens!

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...')

Wen Xiualan was shaken to hear Fenrir's words but, no matter how much she wanted to convince her that such a course of action was impossible, the words could not reach her lips. It wasn't until Fenrir had turned away from her and was about to disappear that she managed to mutter, "This...isn't what your Master would want..."As if the previous chill was just an illusion, Wen Xiulan felt as if her entire body was submerged in an impossibly cold bath. It didn't seem to matter that she practiced a cultivation technique that used Ice and Yin Elemental energy, granting her immunity to most cold temperatures...Without turning fully, Fenrir angled her head toward Wen Xiulan and stated in a cold tone that, if you listened closely, almost sounded like a sob, "Master...isn't here..."With those three words, Fenrir's figure vanished from the snowy landscape while, high in the sky, the building storm clouds were rapidly dispersing. When she saw this, Wen Xiulan fell to the ground, her legs having lost their feeling as an overwhelming sense of helplessness seized her.Though it would be possible to convince many that Fenrir was still protecting them, it wouldn't take long for rumors to circulate that she had abandoned them. Without their Guardian, their Sect was all but guaranteed to fade from the world as, if they tried to remain standing, they would be the target of everyone's scorn in the future.Wen Xiulan resisted the urge to shed tears as she knew there was a very limited amount of time for her to act. Fenrir wasn't the type to just wait around so there was a good chance she was already on her way to the Searing Sword Palace. This was a journey that would take her several days, at the very least, but even that wasn't enough time to smoothly disband a Sect...Shaking her head, Wen Xiulan muttered, "It was not fair to have burdened her with our problems. I'll just take Jia Cai with me and flee to the south..."While she felt an obligation to protect and guide the Sect's remaining disciples, Wen Xiulan knew she lacked the power to do so. Even if she led a mass exodus, they would be easily tracked by any of the large Sects. There would even be powerful bandit troupes pestering them along the way so, the only real option was to flee with the people she cared the most about without looking back.After releasing another profound sigh, Wen Xiulan collected herself before taking to the sky to view the damage to the city. The very least she could do was eliminate what remained of the enemies still within the city. She had a lot of pent up frustrations toward them as, without their interference, there was a chance that Fenrir would have remained their Sect Guardian for several years, at the very least.If time allowed, Wen Xiulan would have wanted to track her attackers back to their actual origin but, as they would undoubtedly be dealt with by their own enemies after experiencing such a loss, she knew it was unnecessary to do so. All she could really do was vent on what few enemies remained in the city, joining hands with the Mercenary Guild to restore some semblance of order...(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Master...')

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...!')

Chapter 90: Building Storm