The thin metal that was coiled on the wrap-around on his forearms glowed gold and slid down to his outstretched hand.As it slithed down it had the shape and structure similar coral snake but its elegance was that of a goddess snake. Despite its smooth and aesthetic appeal, its motions were fast because Syin was summoning it. This metal did seem like snake discounting the absence of a head, but it was far from any thing living

As soon as it touched his palm, it transformed into a medium length Jian.The Jian was casted from folded carbon steel that was finally polished to a perfect lustre which shimmered unapologetic under the moonlight. Its surface was so clean like it had never been used before so much so it duplicated the shape of the moon on its surface. Its double edges were carefully crafted to a ultra-supreme cutting edge such that they could slice through the toughest wood with minimal effort.As for the top mid-sectiom of the knife , it appeared as if had random black inked HanZi on it but that was a verse from an ancient immortality-cultivation scripture. This HanZi is magnification spell.Meaning that it enhances the inuput power of its user to the maximum of their current cultivation level or Qi level. so depending on the strength of the sword-fighter,this sword has the potential to tear the core of the earth if its user has cultivated to the highest level of Qi.

There are only few kinds of such mass distraction weapons, each of different abilities depending on the cultivation scripture embedded on it. This one was given to Syin when he was young , he hasn't fully harnessed its full power for one reason only. He has no purpose to execute such high level of output power that would melt the sun and shatter the sky. He knows that he carries a bomb on his hand but as long as he knows how to control it then it should be of no problem...

Anyway as he held the handle that was made of entwined black leather , the tassel that was hanging on the end of the knife danced in the wind..

Syin closed his eyes to try and attain focus because all spells have to be initiated with a great level of mental serenity ,otherwise it is just a order of chaos..

Within a few seconds, he blast open his gorgeous oracles and they glowed golden as is the HanZi on his Jian.He had managed to make a bridge to his weapon in order to give it instruction in a cognitive level.. There are two ways to have this weapon work and the most common one is by brain waves..The brainwaves are like the puppet master while Syin s body will be the strings holding onto the puppet. To know for sure that the connection has been made the lettering have to glow otherwise, any spell cast cognitively will be shamefully useless..

Syin slashed through the air with the golden sword. But instead of holding onto the Jian he let it fly to the moon ..

As soon as the sword was in the air, it began to spin clockwise rapidly so much so that it seemed as if it was just a single glowing line..At that instant Syin reached for the secret pocket on his leather wrap-around and he pulled out five dirty-yellow strips of Lajian paper, and he threw then to the spinning sword.The papers stuck to the circumference of the sword like glue and gradually began to accelerate circularly about the sword

After that , Syin walked away swiftly. The five papers were gaining momentum around the sword like XingXing around the big fire ball in the sky ...

As the papers orbited, the glowing metal got even brighter such that the papers were gradually getting engulfed in its light..

When Syin was just eight feet away , another Lajian shoot out of the flaming ball at lightning spped and it stuck to the large palace gate doors like adhesive.

As it stuck onto the large panel doors, its fire like exterior slowly cooled from bright orange to orange and slowly to yellow. The papper had HanZi that seems to be branded on it because as it cooled the HanZi emitted black smoke

Syin continued walking ahead with his eyes glowing golden..

He could see everything clearly but it's like it ws hightened with the use of the weapon, however like any energy consuming strategy, using such power is going to leave him exhausted as he hasn't mastered the inexhaustible Qi core skill.

As he was at the foot of the fifty steps leading into the palace air , Syin shoot into the sky and flew from the first step to the last.

As soon as his feet touched the cemented floor, Syin outstretched his palm and faced it to the doors making them blow open.. The instant he did that his feet carried him into the place.

Of course, he should be worried about guards but there is not a single guard on-site so far and this can not be a good thing In any circumstance.Besides it's not like they can do anything to him

He walked into the place but as soon as he did that, he felt a large blunt-end object attack his sternum sending him flying backwards..The attack had made him hunch and air-bourne within a manner of seconds

He landed onto the bottom of the stairs but he didn't fall back in spite of being unstable and as stood there he was immediately inclined to bend over and cough a little.

He wrinkled his forehead as he could fell that whatever hit him was definitely strong not to mention that it was unexpected..

It's true he was confused as to what exactly is happening and how his attacker is attacking him, but he failed to react to this.He should fight back but how do you fight an invisible enemy.How do you catch what you can't see but most importantly what's the point of fighting when losing is undeniably quaranteed.

As he was standing there ,bent over, ransacking his neurons for a fool-proof stategy, he subconsciously elevated his body so as to stand right.

Bad move..

He was sent flying once more into the air as he was kicked once more on his chest.Syin closed his eyes as the pain surged through his body like his blood was replaced by scorpions and they were nibbling him alive whilst poisoning his organs.

His thoughts didn't cease to go rampant for a solution to this whirlpool disaster however when he was mid-air , he was kicked once more and this time so forcefully that he was eventually thrown on the large palace gate doors.

His body made a large thud on the wooden large panels and was immediately reflected off the door panels making his hair escape from his hairpiece.. Syin landed six feet away onto the ground like a large sack of sand..He collided onto the ground and he laid there on his belly with the hair strands concealing his painfilled visage.He was trully injured because this time blood trickeld from his porcelain glass shaped nose like candle wax He could feel the warm liquid on his face inspite of being in so much pain

He wrinkled his forehead as most of his bones were metamorphoing to dust.The perspiration on his temple had successfully managed to make his hair strands stick and even curl.He was not doing much but it takes some serious respiration to stay alive when getting these kinds of beating moreover since Syin was already weak.He is not denying that if he stays here he is going to be beat to death.

He pulled his hand that was to his thigh to the side of his rib-cage.He then positioned the arm such that he prepared to propel himself upwards.As he placed his palm on the ground, the coldness rushed through his bones and collided with the heat of the pain making him grinch in pain.He might have dislocated a joint because the pain he was feeling was just too much. But then again he has a dog's endurance so he should be able to bear it, right?

He clenched his teeth which also hurt and loaded all his weight onto the supporting arm.These motion did hurt so much that he had fought the need to vomit.He could feel the tears welling up in his eyes but there was no way that he will cry.It felt like he was placing his hand on fine pointed nails because the pain surged at pin-point accuracy with every neuron..He raised his torso and pulled his other arm that was underneath him and he also used it to support himself. Simultaneously though extremely nerve-wrecking, he pulled his legs inward so that he is kneeling.. Finally he was on his fours and his long hair was hanging on the side of his face, saturated with moisture

The blowing wing was getting warmer because the sun was about to rise however it still had a chill to it, which he felt evaporatibg the perspiration on his face.He huffed slowly so as to catch his breath but before the air could rush into his lungs, he felt a snake like tentacle wrap around his neck

Syin reached for the throttling object however halfway from his destination, Syin was elevated once to the air , spinned three times in the air before being shot full force onto the castle doors.

He landed onto the heavy doors with his face and he was reflected backwards to the first step, making him landed onto the ground with his side and cracking a rib. He coughed blood as he laid on his severely injured side.

He was losing strength by the second and he could no longer keep his eyes open.He felt drossy and subconsciously he let his body aquire supine position to relieve pressure off the broken ribs..He could feel that his internal integrity was without a doubt compromised.Nothing on his body didn't hurt.The reminants of the blood that he coughed up earlier was now, trickling out his mouth.

Out of the blue ,a large impact was made onto the door panel he was currently facing..Syin forced his eyes open to identify the source of the sound..He turned his heavy head to the side and his blood-dressed orbs fell on a shiny object with pointed ends burried half-deep onto the wooden door..

The black edged star was cast out of the same material as Syin s sword. It had perfectly shaped central holes that enabled the user to make a death chain. The said lethal neck-object is made when a very thin wire is through a number of shurikens. Afterwards the user then holds the eds of the wire and starts moving their wrists in orbits..As such the stars will begin to spin very fast, the user should also start piruetting to increase their momentum.

Once the desired speed is reached, the user can let go of one of the wire ends and the stars will start shooting out in many directions like arrows from a supernaturally deranged lunatic of an archer..

There is only one being under the sky who shoots black stars.

Syin reverted his attention to the other side from where the star was shot