The Story Never Ends

"Eh, why did they stop following us?" The Lion questioned Thaddeus as it sensed that nobody was following them.

"Are you sure?" Thaddeus would never believe that they would let him leave alive.

"Yes, maybe they also ran out of Qi?" The Lion guessed.

"It would make sense," Thaddeus could only think of this reason.

After running away for a while, they could finally see a broken carriage infront of them.

"Damn, did they get ambushed by someone here?" Thaddeus looked anxious and he immediately jumped from the back of the Lion.

Few meters away from the carriage, he saw the city boy whom he had hired to drive the carriage lying flat on the ground. He came infront of him and put his hands over his nose and found that he was still breathing.

So, he slapped the boy on his cheeks and woke him up.

"Eh, where am I?" The boy tried to stand up but he felt his head hurt and grasped his head.

Seeing the boy waking up, Thaddeus asked, "What happened here? Where are the others?"

"Senior?" The boy could finally relax after hearing this voice.

"We got ambushed by someone here. But I passed out before I could see them."

When Thaddeus was about to enquire more, he saw that the Lion went to look for something.

"Did you find something?" Thaddeus asked the Lion.

"I smelled someone over there, Thaddeus. They might be your disciples." The Lion went over and saw two bodies full of blood lying over there.

The city boy heard that voice and when he looked over, he saw a huge black Lion. He got shocked and passed out.

Thaddeus could only shake his head after seeing this and went in the direction of the Lion. But when he saw this scene, he was full of anger.

"How dare they?" He took out some pills from his ring and put them in their mouth. He could only relax after this.

"But why did they leave them here in this state? Did something happen?"

He looked around and found some traces of the battle. There was some blood on the ground.

"There are still traces of dark energy over here." The Lion spoke when he sensed it.

"But Thaddeus, you should just forget about it and run. Those elders might still be coming after you. I am feeling some force trying to call me back."

After it finished saying this, a crack suddenly opened above its head. The crack became larger and it was pulled towards it.

"Make sure you improve next time when you summon me, Thaddeus. I didn't even get to taste a single human this time. So, I am still not satisfied. I wanted to stay here much longer." The Lion sighed and entered into the crack.

When the crack closed, Thaddeus rolled up his sleeves and looked at the tattoo on his right hand, and smiled, "You really saved me this time."

This time the tattoo was not burning like the previous time and looked very dim. He then glanced at his two disciples who were injured and thought, "I can't take them back to the city in this state. My Qi has also run out. So, I won't be able to carry them."

"I should take them somewhere near and hide."

***

This time the dark tentacles looked very sharp like spikes and approached them from the bottom.

They jumped sideways and managed to dodge it. But before they could land, a large number of dark spikes were coming straight towards them.

After leveling up, not only his spiritual energy had become stronger but the control of it has also become better. So, it was just a simple task to make those tentacles sharper.

They infused Qi into their sabers and blocked every single spike. They sure were experts.

But one of them was struggling as he had only one of his hands. Some spikes managed to pierce his chest and legs which made him immovable.

Seeing this, how could Davion wait and waste this good opportunity? So, he channeled a large part of his dark energy into the blade and threw it in the direction of that elder.

The elder was about to relax after blocking the last spike but he saw a black light coming towards him.

He thought that it was still the same spike that he had managed to block previously. So, he just infused the same amount of his Qi and tried to block it. But when it got closer, he panicked because it was carrying a very strong aura with it.

"Clang.."

His saber only lasted for a second before it got overwhelmed. His saber fell onto the ground and the black blade pierced his chest. As a result, he was pushed a few steps back due to the momentum. He hurriedly channeled all the remaining Qi and tried to use his hands to stop the blade from reaching his heart.

With great effort, he finally managed to stop the blade. But it had already done a great deal of damage. He coughed out a large amount of blood and was barely hanging on his feet. He was about to pull out the blade but saw a huge dark hand approaching infront of him.

This was none other than the spiritual art of the Bone and Devil Sect, the Dark Hands.