《The Hidden Myth of Ji Dara 》Chapter 98: Trunk Splitter!
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Thus he looked over to Kang and nodded;
Aaarrrgghh!
Kang and Meng roared to the sky and exploded forth with every shred of cultivation they had as their hair and clothes began to whip about without the presence of any wind…
Then they placed the hit of their sword to their chest and bellowed simultaneously;
"Trunk Piercer!"
"Be careful!" Dara tried to warn the burly guy but it was too late…
Kang and Meng flashed across the cage, thrusting their swords ahead with all the energy they could muster;
Chink! Clank! Puchi!
Meng's sword pierced towards the burly guy's chest, and due to his flashing speed, the burly guy could only manage to raise his left arm to provide any little form of defense…
The sword pierced into the chains, broke past the chains, stabbed into the burly guys arm, came out through the other side and lodged itself deep in the center of the burly guy's chest…
Cough! Cough! Splurt!
The burly guy coughed twice and the third cough was accompanied by a mouthful of fresh blood as he winced in pain…
Beads of sweat poured out of his forehead as his face lost a bit of color…
"Argh! Haha- haha!"
Meng laughed in joy when he realized that his attack was actually a hit, but just as his laughter reached the peak, he suddenly saw a big wide hand magnify in his face till its clamped on his face and squeezed tighter than a vice...
Then what started as a battle cry, that turned into laughter, now returned into a scream of agony…
The burly guy then showed a lethargic smile;
"I might die and I might not, but you will not live to see which one of the two outcomes pans out…"
Slam! Crack! Splurt!
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The burly guy slammed Meng's skull straight into the cage bars, and everyone saw Meng's brain matter spill out the corner of his head whilst his eyeballs popped out of his skull as his head squeezed straight between two cage bars…
Lurch!
He then removed the sword from his chest and began to bleed out as he staggered to a fall, but just as he was about to hit the ground, two slender arms and a chest cushioned his descent as he looked up to see the face of Dara smiling back at him…
"It's alright, I've got you… you can rest now…" Dara soothed the guy as he finally succumbed to exhaustion…
"Leader, we need to leave, one of the two guards outside managed to shoot up a flare, and we don't know how much time we have till reinforcements arrive…"
The moment Dara heard this, he instantly gave the burly guy to three tribesmen who went on to form a make shift sick bed by simply tying the ends of a sheet of cloth to two wooden logs…
Then he freed the rest of the people in his cage whilst the five experts who were wielding swords earlier picked the keys to the rest of the cages and freed the rest, smashing their swords with all their strength onto the chains till they all broke apart…
They carried the unconscious soldier whilst Dara had the Obuns give the Qi Stones they were carrying to the freed slaves…
Then the 500 Obuns and the rest of his troop surrounded the group in protection as they speedily marched out of the cave with Dara being the last that left the cave, but not after falling the flame torches and setting fire to the entire cave…
The entire group marched ahead of Dara as quick as possible whilst Dara broke a branch full of leaves and used it to sweep their tracks off the ground…
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About ten minutes later, two figures landed in front of a burning cave with flames billowing out of the entrance like a hole had been poked into the barrier that separated hell from the mortal realm…
"No… No, no, no, no, no!" The Left Elder fell to his knees as his face paled in terror;
If the cave had been left the way it was, then at least they could have resumed their Qi Stone farming and would simply strengthen the defense of the cave by bringing in more soldiers from the royal capital...
But now, the entire cave had been set ablaze which meant they just lost a source of income, and the King might get deadly pissed at him if he hears about it;
"Hehe, His highness will have your head for this…" Elder Yun mocked with a ridiculous laughter;
"Like you will escape unscathed too…" The Left Grand Elder growled back;
"Eh… Bit I am not as stupid as you…"
"All I have to do is return to the royal capital tomorrow and report this to the Emperor telling him that it was when I came for inspection that I found the entire cave already burnt to ashes…" Elder Yun jeered;
"Hmph! Like the drivers won't testify against you…"
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about them… They will keep shut as long as I have something they deeply care about…" Elder Yun spoke as he turned around to leave;
"Who would have thought I wouldn't even need to lift a finger to get rid of you for good…"
He said as he walked away whilst the Left Grand Elder realized the gravity of the matter; If everything turned out the way Elder Yun predicted, then if he was lucky he might end up losing his position whilst Elder Yun would be fined a maximum of a months' worth of wages...
But if he was unlucky, then he might actually die whilst Elder Yun would still only walk away with a maximum of three months of wages, and this meant that he would lose tragically to Elder Yun in both instances…
Instantly, a desperate thought seeped into his mind as the Elder Yun who was whistling happily off the scene abruptly saw the tip of a sword pierce through his heart from behind;
Ahk! Splurt!
Elder Yun thre out a mouthful of fresh blood as he fell to his knees whilst the crazed Left Grand Elder looked down on him through the bridge of his nose;
"Now, no one would know about what happened here today…" The Left Grand Elder grinned evilly;
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