Absolute Gate

Chapter 92 The Swallows Return
"Brother Jianglongmu, you...you...you are actually..."

Onion's eyes reddened when he realized that Wu was the first generation.

He remembered Wu Zhong's promise to him. No wonder he was so confident. It turned out that Wu Zhong himself was a clan ancestor.

"I'm saved!" Onion exclaimed, both surprised and delighted.

However, he had long been accustomed to his wretched life and still felt no fear of death.

Upon seeing McGonagall flee, he instinctively stepped in to stop him: "Don't even think about leaving!"

During the fierce battle, McGonagall was astonished that Wu had finally captured the evil energy, and briefly shut down the multiverse.

The original intention was to eliminate the evil energy within Wu Zhong's body, but it clearly failed, and instead caused the curses binding everyone else to disappear.

So when McGonagall ran away, the others had regained their strength.

They all thought they were doomed. Six against one, and it was a sneak attack, but they were killed five of them. How long could the last one hold out?
The answer is that the last one was destroyed by the other side.

Perrin's eyes never left Wu Zhong from beginning to end; he was completely dumbfounded by the battle between Wu Zhong and McGall.

He truly hadn't imagined that Wu Zhong's combat strength would be so astonishing.

This is outrageous! So he's a gold tycoon?

At first, he thought Wu Zhong was weak and just Yang Chunsha's follower. But after witnessing his strength, he began to take him seriously, though he still thought it was because of Yang Chunsha's abilities.

Only now did he fully realize that Yang Chunsha was just a high-level player, while Wu Zhong was the real main force. He thought to himself: "Your team is playing pretty fancy."

For a moment, Perrin's mind started racing. Wu Zhong was truly someone he could look up to.

His social circle only included those at the Silver level, and even then, they were extremely small. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to curry favor with Yang Chunsha after learning she was a Silver-level person.

As for gold-level combatants, he had no connections to get acquainted with them and had always wanted such an opportunity.

And now, such a powerful figure has actually partnered with him, yet he only found out now; he must have been blind.

Perrin was very frustrated; he had performed terribly.

His squad had barely done anything in the previous battle before being wiped out.

He had only just sealed away one piece of evil energy, but to McGonagall, this was utterly ridiculous: "Why don't I just change my host body and borrow the power?"

This battle was essentially a one-on-one duel between Wu Zhong and McGonagall...

"No, I have to do well."

Perrin's eyes sharpened, and his gaze toward McGall was no longer fearful; he was eager to improve.

The direction McGar was running in was closest to him, and Perrin rushed towards it without hesitation, giving it his all.

"Holy Silver Binding Evil Chains!"

Perrin tore open his shirt, revealing his muscular physique and chest covered in runes, from which several holy silver chains suddenly emerged.

The chains are not physical entities, but rather composed of countless flowing silver runes linked together, with a core shimmering with a warm white light.

"Puff puff!"

Chains were intertwined and bound together, binding McGonagall's hands, feet, and torso, and even his neck was wrapped with a chain.

Fel energy corroded the chains, the runes flickered violently, the silver light surged, and a clear, resonant hum emanated.

Although it was constantly weakening and decaying, it managed to hold on for a while.

However, although the chains didn't break, McGonagall's escape was incredibly powerful.

Perrin was suddenly pulled into the air and dragged away.

"Brother, be careful!" Shi Changpu was startled, shocked that Pei Lan was so proactive, actually using the Holy Silver Evil Binding Lock.

This spell has a strong suppressive effect, and the chains themselves are also very powerful, capable of pulling an elephant.

However, this thing consumes a lot of energy. Once Perrin uses it, he can't use any other spells that day, which is equivalent to turning him into an ordinary person. This is very dangerous for mercenaries.

It's fair to say that Perrin is going all out.

Shi Changpu rushed to help, an orange whip spreading from her palm, lashing McGonagall's back and wrapping around his neck.

The brother and sister worked together to stop McGonagall from fleeing.

"I caught him!" Perrin roared, as if he wanted the whole world to know.

Compared to his complicated thoughts, Onion didn't hesitate. His obese body spiraled forward, and he crawled straight up.

"Battle Aura Impact Drill!"

Onion used his fighting spirit to create an extremely bizarre, spiky, spinning top-like outer shell, and generated tremendous power, spinning at high speed to crash into it.

This is also his trump card; even thick city walls can be breached and destroyed by him.

"Pfft!"

Taking advantage of McGonagall being locked up, he thrust all his strength into the man's back, aiming to kill him.

McGonagall screamed, "Ughhh!"

Blood spurted from his back as if he had been struck by a giant electric drill, though it was painful and his flesh was mangled.

However, his bones, which had been modified and tempered by fel energy, stubbornly held on.

"Get out of here!" In an instant, with a low roar, he unleashed the Fel Energy Surge once more, and a massive green shockwave erupted in all directions.

Onion's protective aura shattered instantly, causing him to cough up blood and fly backward. His body was covered in fel energy asphalt, as if dripping wax, leaving him with numerous burns.

"You dare to block my way?"

McGonagall disdained such tactics; he spun around, and his demonic blade slashed at the chain net.

The fel energy and the ordered energy attached to the chains collided and burned violently, but in the end the fel energy prevailed and melted the chains.

Even though the three of them worked together, they couldn't stop him, but at least they delayed him for a moment.

"Bang!" Wu finally caught up and delivered a heavy punch.

"Run away? What's the point?"

"Are you planning to never breathe again?"

This punch sent McGonagall flying, finally landing him in a hole in the manor's grass.

The evil energy rapidly corrupts the land, absorbing the surrounding life force to heal wounds.

McGur stood up again, his face turning green.

Wu Zhong was right. His escape was useless. McGonagall was actually unable to breathe and was being supplied by fel energy.

However, this also means that he must rely on multiple energies to survive. What will happen once the multiple energy period ends?
After the multi-dimensional moments end, enlightened beings are basically just ordinary people.

Wu Zhong's suction door was sealed shut, posing a fatal threat to him.

"Fight!"

McGonagall retaliated again, his massive demonic blade unleashing a green aura. "Whoosh!" Wu Zhong swiftly raised his right hand, his tortoise-shell gauntlet instantly deflecting the aura.

The malevolent blade energy cleaved a fissure in the ground, causing large patches of plants to rot and die, while Wu Zhong remained unharmed.

However, McGonagall's second attack followed closely, but it wasn't aimed at Wu Zhong; instead, it was aimed at Yang Chunsha, who was following behind him.

"Kill these people, then let's see who you can suck your bounty from!"

McGonagall thought to himself that he had actually used his full strength in the second strike.

Wu Zhong stared intently at the trajectory of the green light, then leaped up like a great bird, intercepting it in mid-air.

McGonagall sneered, followed by a second strike, and then a third.

The green blade energy surged continuously, whistling in and out, appearing here and there, and in an instant Wu was put on the defensive.

He could only desperately try to stop them, being led by the nose by McGurt.

"You all, get back!"

Wu roared, finally managing to stop one of his attacks.

Although he was strong enough to move very fast in a straight line, it was too difficult for him to intercept the continuous sword energy when he was jumping left and right in the grassy area with no leverage.

"Chichi!"

The rocks rising from the spring sand were easily blasted apart by the blade's energy, exploding and flying everywhere.

"No!" Her pupils contracted sharply, as her head was about to be pierced through.

Seeing this, Wu Zhong's eyes widened in fury, and he wanted to rush to the rescue, but he had just intercepted an attack and, due to the reaction force, was being forced to retreat in mid-air in another direction.

At this moment, his body was actually moving in the opposite direction to the sword energy. Only by landing and kicking with tremendous force could he leap again.

But it was obviously too late; Yang Chunsha was doomed!
"De Biao!"

Wu Zhong's nerves reacted very quickly. At this moment, he was completely focused, and the sword energy seemed to move in slow motion to him.

However, even though he could see the trajectory clearly, he couldn't escape the fact that forces are reciprocal.

At the critical moment, Wu Zhong suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

In the instant his body plummeted away, his left foot suddenly stomped down, as if stepping on a step made of rainwater and air.

With a loud "bang," the downward momentum abruptly stopped, and the person leaped like a swallow, chasing after the blade energy.

"Snapped!"

He slapped his right hand outward, swatting away the blade energy. The tortoise shell on his palm grazed Yang Chunsha's nose, almost giving her a big slap.

The strong wind pressure lashed against Yang Chunsha's cheeks, making her lips slit open and her cheeks sway and bulge.

“We made it…” Wu Zhongli stood in front of her, his right hand at his side, slightly out of breath, a smile on his face.

Yang Chunsha stared at him blankly, then burst into tears: "Ugh... I almost died."

This level of combat is not something she can approach casually.

It was thought that Wu Zhong had won by letting McGonagall escape, but in reality, McGonagall was still powerful, and he was more scared away by Wu Zhong.

Now that we're determined to fight to the death, killing Wu might be difficult, but killing them would be easy, wouldn't it?

"Haha, were you scared to tears?" Wu Zhong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was alright.

Yang Chunsha blinked and hurriedly asked, "Can you win?"

Wu Zhong chuckled: "As long as you're alive, I'm guaranteed to win."

He suddenly turned around, and in one or two steps, before he even landed after his first leap, he bounced up again on the grass!
His movements were as swift as lightning, carrying an indescribable air of elegance. He gracefully floated to the side of the following blade of energy and slapped it away with a palm strike.

After swatting away a blade of energy, he found himself in mid-air with nowhere to grab onto.

But Wu Zhong was able to twist his waist and hips in mid-air, lightly touching the back of his right foot with the toe of his left foot, and his body drew an incredible sharp angle in the air, like a swallow returning to its nest.

He instantly floated to the new trajectory of the blade's energy, once again deflecting McGonagall's attack.

"Left foot stepping on right foot?" McGonagall's hair stood on end.

This was a technique that Wu Zhong didn't know at all. He had never used it once in the previous fierce battles, as his movements were extremely clumsy.

McGar said at the time that Wu Zhong's fighting skills were very mediocre.

That's the main point. He wasn't flexible and adaptable enough. Otherwise, there would have been many opportunities to kill him when he was in a state of great ferocity.

However, McGurr defended with all his might and relied on his superior experience and skills to survive.

However, Wu Zhong is now unusually agile.

His figure flickered in the rain, leaping and changing direction six times in succession, like a circling swallow, intercepting his sword energy one after another.

McGonagall's long-range sword energy is not unlimited; after a dozen or so consecutive strikes, it becomes weak.

He was panting heavily, feeling a sense of despair.

Sure enough, Wu Zhong landed, grabbed the Yangchun Sand and took two breaths, then pushed off with his feet, soared into the sky, and then glided down.

"Die!" Magel's fingers unleashed a burst of fel energy.

Wu Zhong watched carefully, then spun around in mid-air like a top, easily dodging the attack, before striking him in the face with a whip kick.

"puff!"

McGonagall flew through the air, his face covered in blood.

"Whoosh..." Wu finally landed beside him, her posture calm and elegant, like a bird returning to its forest.

Wu Zhong's speed was not slow to begin with, but he mainly relied on his internal energy and muscle strength to propel himself.

In reality, it faces enormous resistance and is not adept at changing direction.

However, Jordan's statement that one can develop lightness skills after mastering the Longevity Technique is indeed true.

He began to grasp the basics of lightness skill. It turned out that the Longevity Mantra could greatly reduce air resistance and make a person extremely smooth in the air by enveloping any part of their body with its true energy.

Conversely, it can also increase the resistance to external forces, allowing one to walk on snow without leaving a trace and change direction in mid-air.

Therefore, stepping on the right foot with the left foot to gain leverage actually means that while a huge force propels oneself, the resistance to rotation and upward movement is reduced, while the resistance to downward movement increases, causing the body to rotate like a spinning top and drift like a falling leaf.

As long as the body exerts force, it is combined with techniques that reduce or increase resistance in the flow of true qi.

Sometimes the resistance is high, sometimes it is low, or the resistance is high under the feet and low under the upper body, which allows you to perform all sorts of incredible aerial maneuvers.

Wu finally mastered the art of lightness skill, his movements became agile and skillful, and he no longer had to clumsily charge around.

"As agile as a swallow, able to leap and whirl at will, let's call this light-body skill 'Cloud Swallow Whirlwind'."

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(End of this chapter)