127: Chapter 127 She's Injured

Outside the Inheritance Chamber, dark purple Spirit Runes lit up in response to Zhao Linger's voice.

The Shadow Clan's trap, which had been lurking in the ancient Inheritance Chamber for who knows how long, had finally waited for the most fatal moment.

Dark purple Spirit Runes surged from the cracks in the floor like greedy snakes crawling from the depths, rapidly spreading into a dark purple spiderweb that completely enveloped the three-meter radius beneath Wang Sheng's feet; the dark purple light appeared extraordinarily glaring against the golden runes.

Dark purple chains of shadow surged from the ground, aiming straight for Wang Sheng's feet—the Shadow Lock Chain, a sealing trap specifically designed by the Shadow Clan for Holy Light Warriors.

Like the most venomous snakes, the dark purple chains sprang from the ground and coiled around Wang Sheng's feet. His spirit power was devoured by the shadows within the Shadow Lock Chain, and the golden Power of Holy Light gradually dimmed amidst the dark purple links.

Wang Sheng attempted to break free by erupting with his Savage General Rank 1 spirit power, but the Shadow Lock Chain was like a sturdy shackle, pinning his feet to the spot. The speed at which his Power of Holy Light was being devoured within the Shadow Lock Chain far exceeded his expectations; under the blockade of the Shadow Lock Chain, his Savage General Rank 1 spirit power could only maintain the golden spirit power within his body from being completely devoured, leaving him utterly unable to break free.

In the shadows outside the Inheritance Chamber, five dark figures appeared silently.

Five members of the Shadow Clan stepped out from the darkness; their dark purple robes seemed to flicker like dangerous ghosts in the golden light, and their dark purple vertical pupils shimmered in the shadows, radiating a cold, sinister light.

They were five Savage General Rank 1s, a full major rank stronger than the Shadow Clan members in the outpost. Shadow spirit power permeated the air of the Inheritance Chamber like a cold tide, and the golden runes gradually dimmed under the erosion of the shadow spirit power.

The leading Shadow Clan warrior was shrouded entirely in a dark purple shadow robe. Beneath the robe, a pale and sinister face was revealed, with dark purple vertical pupils flickering in the shadows like two scarlet stars of blood.

"Chief of the Bright Tribe, Lord Ying Wuyue was right; you would come."

His voice was cold and hoarse. His dark purple vertical pupils watched Wang Sheng, who was pinned in place by the Shadow Lock Chain. There was no excess emotion in those vertical pupils, only the coldest calculations of the shadows, like a cold snake finally baring its fatal fangs at the moment its prey was most vulnerable.

"Lord Ying Wuyue originally intended to come and retrieve the Light Wing Flight inheritance personally, but since you opened the Inheritance Chamber yourself, we shall accept it on his behalf."

The five Savage General Rank 1 Shadow Clan warriors closed in on Wang Sheng, who was pinned in place by the Shadow Lock Chain. Their Phantom Daggers lit up with dark purple light in the shadows, like the fangs of the most venomous snakes.

Five streams of shadow spirit power surged toward Wang Sheng simultaneously, the Savage General Rank 1 shadow spirit power gathering into a cold tide within the Inheritance Chamber.

The golden sun rune on the dome of the Inheritance Chamber dimmed by ten percent under the erosion of the five shadow spirit powers; the golden light amidst the erosion of the shadow spirit power was like the radiance of a setting sun before a storm.

Liu Ruyan suddenly appeared before Wang Sheng like a silent ghost. Her Phantom Daggers lit up with silver light in the darkness, as if two silver meteors had traced the most resolute arcs through the shadows.

The night-walking suit clung to her slender, willow-like waist, flowing gently like water in the shadows. The curves of her chest were full and pert beneath the night-walking suit, and her long, slender legs stepped out in mysterious, dancing steps within the darkness.

"Back!"

Her voice was soft but firm, more unquestionable than any other sound. Before the Shadow Clan warriors, the Phantom Assassin was a sharp, unsheathed sword. Her slender body stood between Wang Sheng and the five Savage General Rank 1 Shadow Clan warriors, a small but resolute shield.

However, facing five Savage General Rank 1 Shadow Clan warriors, the gap between them and Liu Ruyan, a Barbarian Warrior Rank 3 Phantom Assassin, was like a chasm. She knew she could not stop five Savage General Rank 1s. Yet she did not retreat; she remained standing before Wang Sheng, forever the quietest guardian.

Phantom Clone. Liu Ruyan's phantoms bloomed in the Inheritance Chamber, splitting into three. Three identical figures of Ruyan were in the Inheritance Chamber, confusing the Shadow Clan warriors' perception like a delicate illusion as the three figures moved in three different directions simultaneously.

The night-walking suit clung to her slender, willow-like waist as she moved; her waist bent into an elegant arc while dodging, as if storing up the power to rebound. Every step landed precisely in the blind spot of the Shadow Clan warriors' perception.

Her round, firm buttocks traced charming arcs in the shadows beneath the wrapping of the night-walking suit, but no one cared about those curves at this moment, because every movement of the Phantom Assassin was a search for the precise entry point for a fatal strike.

Phantom Dagger. Silver light flickered in the shadows as one Phantom Dagger precisely severed the shadow barrier of the foremost Shadow Clan warrior. The silver dagger was like a sharp scalpel cutting open the thinnest shell of the shadow; the shadow barrier cracked open a fatal fissure in the silver light of the Phantom Dagger, and the shadow spirit power of the Shadow Clan warrior suffered a half-breath of chaos the instant the barrier was cut.

But the Savage General Rank 1 Shadow Clan warrior backhanded a palm the moment the phantom clone was seen through, and the shadow spirit power surged toward Liu Ruyan's physical body like a turbulent tide, exploding within the Inheritance Chamber.

Liu Ruyan's phantom clone shattered instantly under the impact of the Savage General Rank 1 shadow spirit power, like a fragile flower in a violent shadow storm, instantly torn into fine petals.

"Bang!"

Liu Ruyan's body was lifted by the giant wave of shadow spirit power, flying out like a willow leaf caught in a massive wave; the shadow spirit power invaded her body as if a venomous snake had bitten into her.

Under the impact of the shadow spirit power, her night-walking suit tore from the right shoulder; the dark purple clothing ripped open from the shoulder, revealing the fair, exquisite, white-porcelain-like skin beneath her right shoulder.

The snowy white area beneath her collarbone, which had been hidden by the night-walking suit for too long—those milky-white breasts—shimmered with a faint light amidst the golden runes of the Inheritance Chamber, her skin trembling slightly in the aftermath of the shadow spirit power.

The tear in the night-walking suit extended from the right shoulder all the way down to below the collarbone, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and the side edge of those full, pert curves below the collarbone. Once the restraint of the night-walking suit was torn open, the fullness and softness of her chest appeared even more shocking to the eye.

A shadow burn extended from her right shoulder to her upper arm; the dark purple mark on her fair skin was like a tattoo drawn on white porcelain. The traces of shadow spirit power erosion wound down from her shoulder, passing over the snow-white skin below her collarbone, and then extended along the inner side of her upper arm, leaving kiss marks on her snow-white skin.

Her blood seeped from the shadow burn, bright red blood beads blooming on her porcelain-white skin, sliding down her slender right arm drop by drop.

Fresh blood slid over the snow-white skin below her collarbone, and the fullness of her white breasts was also revealed, partially hidden and partially visible.

"Liu Ruyan!"

Wang Sheng's voice was like iron seared by a blazing fire; his Savage General Rank 1 spirit power surged violently within the Shadow Lock Chain, as if crashing crazily against a cage.

He watched as Liu Ruyan's body flew out amidst the shadow spirit power, watching as her slender, willow-like waist bent into a fragile arc under the impact of the shadow spirit power.

Watching the large expanse of fair skin revealed after her night-walking suit was torn at the right shoulder, and the image of the dark purple marks of the shadow burn winding down her porcelain-white skin; watching her deep eyes, which remained open despite the agonizing pain of the shadow burn.

Those eyes held no fear, only the most resolute, the quietest, yet the brightest light.

She fell beside the stone wall of the Inheritance Chamber. The shadow burn on her right shoulder and the tear in the right shoulder of the night-walking suit revealed a large expanse of fair skin and the shocking snowy white beneath her collarbone; the full, pert curves remained perky beneath the restraint of the night-walking suit.

But that shadow burn below her right shoulder was like a cruel paintbrush having drawn a heartbreaking stroke on the most perfect white porcelain.

The left shoulder of the night-walking suit was intact, but the right shoulder had been almost completely shredded by the shadow spirit power; shreds of cloth fluttered gently on her right shoulder, refusing to fall. Her smoky, mist-like eyes were still looking at him, with no fear and no pain, only bright love.

Wang Sheng was furious.