380: The Dangling Soul

After Zhuang Bifan and Heaven-Shaking Slave met again on the cableway, both of them hung from the suspension bridge, going back and forth, fighting an inseparable battle.

Moreover, the environment here was extremely special; both Zhuang Bifan and Heaven-Shaking Slave had entered a dead end and could not easily escape.

At this moment, the misty water vapor, like boiling steam, gradually covered the bottom of the cableway.

Shen Bei had already reached one end of the cableway, listening intently to the sounds of the struggle.

After roughly determining the two men's positions and range, Shen Bei found himself in an awkward situation.

Within the North Mansion, this was the only heaven-sent opportunity to kill Heaven-Shaking Slave.

Otherwise, if they were to encounter each other one-on-one again in the future, the risk of such a fight would be much greater.

Or rather, the risk lay with Shen Bei, an enormous risk with no resistance.

However, although Shen Bei was eager to kill Heaven-Shaking Slave, he did not dare to approach and help Zhuang Bifan.

The cableway, being old and dilapidated, had done quite well to withstand the struggle of these two adult men without breaking.

If Shen Bei were to approach further, all three of them would surely fall into the deep valley.

Even if the three of them were agile enough to grab the hemp rope net and swing away the moment the cableway broke, the twenty-meter-thick water mist below the cableway made it impossible to see which thick tree trunk they would hit.

If they waited until they hit something to realize, their intestines would probably already be spilling out of their pant legs.

After all, everyone was currently suppressed by the North Mansion, making them mere mortals.

They absolutely dared not joke around by resisting with their Physical Bodies.

Beneath the Wang Tian Tree, although hundreds, or even thousands, of years of withered leaves had accumulated, a fall might offer a soft, cushioning sensation.

However, heaven knew which sharp, upward-pointing branches and roots from broken trees might be hidden beneath those leaves, like daggers.

If anyone was unlucky enough to fall onto them with their Physical Body, they would surely become a living skewer, worse than death.

Shen Bei's intelligence was also very high, and he was very rational; he understood the weight of his own body, and although he hesitated for several seconds, he still did not rashly run over to intervene, as that would not only fail to help Zhuang Bifan but would also make him a pallbearer and a sacrificial victim.

So, Shen Bei took off the mountain-hook rope from his waist, aimed at the large tree crown behind Heaven-Shaking Slave, swung his arm in a full circle, and threw it with all his might.

After the iron hook, temporarily formed by the long knife, smashed into the tree crown, Shen Bei pulled it violently twice with his hand to test its reliability, then tied a suitable length of rope around his waist.

Shen Bei knew very well that if he used the rope's pulling force to swing over and unleash a killing move with Zhuang Bifan, Heaven-Shaking Slave's life would surely be forfeit.

Shen Bei pulled the rope tight with both hands, pushed off the swaying cableway with his feet, and shot up, hanging onto the rope.

Pulled by gravity, he flew like a green bird soaring through the forest, heading straight for the direction of Zhuang Bifan and Heaven-Shaking Slave's fight.

The swinging rope broke through the water mist, flying directly towards Heaven-Shaking Slave's position.

The result... an accident occurred.

Heaven-Shaking Slave was extremely alert, as if he knew someone was swinging towards him from behind.

Just as Shen Bei swung to a position symmetrical with Heaven-Shaking Slave, Heaven-Shaking Slave indeed wore a sinister smile and did the opposite; he grabbed Shen Bei with one hand, and his body, which had been pouncing through the air, became like a jumping monkey, crashing into and embracing Shen Bei with a bang, then, with the swinging of the rope, he completely detached from the cableway!

Seeing this, Zhuang Bifan's eyes nearly burst, and he cursed, "Are you a damn clown invited by a monkey?"

Shen Bei was also bewildered; he had come to help, but instead, he was used by Heaven-Shaking Slave, making things worse, and was now out of Zhuang Bifan's attack range!

"Holy crap!"

As Shen Bei panicked, Heaven-Shaking Slave's face appeared before him.

"My little darling, are you here to save me?"

Heaven-Shaking Slave laughed heartily, "Idiot, your skull must be filled with feces!"

At this moment, Shen Bei's jaw trembled.

He had to admit, he had indeed made a mistake.

But that didn't mean Heaven-Shaking Slave could escape!

The next moment, Shen Bei launched an unexpected counterattack!

Shen Bei suddenly let go with both hands.

The two rolled a few times under the rope, then were suddenly pulled taut by the rope around Shen Bei's abdomen.

With his hands free, Shen Bei grabbed Heaven-Shaking Slave's head, intending to twist his neck.

But Shen Bei had lost too much Qi, or Heaven-Shaking Slave's strength as an ordinary person was exceptionally powerful, as he couldn't twist it.

Shen Bei cursed inwardly.

With a fierce resolve, he opened his mouth and bit down directly!

An ear-splitting scream, almost shattering the eardrums, erupted from Heaven-Shaking Slave's mouth.

This scream, like the sharp fingers of a witch or a malevolent spirit, seemed capable of tearing apart the gloom that enveloped the entire valley.

A large chunk of flesh was savagely torn from Heaven-Shaking Slave's neck by Shen Bei's brute force, causing him to feel as if he had been electrocuted.

"Pfft!"

Shen Bei felt a fishy and salty and sticky taste on his tongue; he spat out the mouthful of human flesh he held, a streak of crimson like a meteor, falling diagonally into the deep, misty water vapor.

"You brought this upon yourself!"

On the mountain-hook rope swinging high in the air, the wind howled on both sides, and their entangled bodies, like a human battering ram, were completely out of control, heading for an unknown violent collision with one of the Wang Tian Trees behind the water mist.

Shen Bei knew that Heaven-Shaking Slave's hands were used to hold him, and he certainly wouldn't dare to let go, otherwise he would fall into the deep valley, which would save him trouble.

Shen Bei couldn't inflict fatal damage on him for a while, so he could only use the advantage of his hands to eat his neck piece by piece.

"Despicable thing!" Heaven-Shaking Slave's eyes saw stars from the pain, veins pulsed on his forehead, and his face became even more terrifying.

But Shen Bei completely ignored him; this was called kicking a man when he's down!

As he spat out the mouthful of flesh and prepared to tear at Heaven-Shaking Slave's neck again, the man, screaming in agony, suddenly stopped his cries and violently headbutted Shen Bei's face.

Shen Bei, after all, was not a giraffe, and with his body pressed so tightly against Heaven-Shaking Slave, it was difficult to dodge. His left cheekbone was hit with a 'bang,' and he immediately felt countless golden stars circling in half of his head.

Although he felt a sharp pain, Shen Bei pressed his hands against Heaven-Shaking Slave's face, not giving him a chance for continuous headbutts.

But the next second, Shen Bei suddenly felt a sharp pain in the web of his right hand, and with a shake of his arm, Shen Bei also had a thick piece of flesh torn off by Heaven-Shaking Slave.

"Damn it!"

Shen Bei hissed.

First, he had angered him, and now he had angered Shen Bei, their hearts burning with mutual hatred.

"Thump-thump"

The swinging rope's speed continuously increased, and after the hazy water mist, two thick trunks of Wang Tian Trees, one on the left and one on the right, flashed past Shen Bei's and his companion's Physical Bodies like speeding locomotives, the strong wind rushing into their chests.

The biting pain in Shen Bei's left hand instantly spread like countless steel needles throughout his body, an indescribably unpleasant sensation.

The surrounding trees whizzed past, and the visibility in the water mist had shrunk to ten meters.

However, the speed of the mountain-hook rope's swing, due to the sudden addition of Heaven-Shaking Slave's weight, increased dramatically, becoming even more terrifying at this moment.

This shocking sensation was like a rollercoaster suddenly plummeting upside down from its highest point, with the riders only able to hold on with their hands, completely without fixed protection.

The swinging mountain-hook rope had reached the end of its first arc, and Shen Bei and Heaven-Shaking Slave, like two small fish caught on a line, were suddenly flung to the highest point with a whoosh.

Countless tangled and chaotic branches crashed down on them with a clatter, emitting the snapping sound of breaking wood.

"Get ready!"

The instant the rope swung back, Shen Bei roared, telling Zhuang Bifan to seize the opportunity, jump up, and together kill Heaven-Shaking Slave!