Inside The Black Mist-Chapter 149 - Sword of Thunder
Ji Yu and the others couldn’t comprehend the meaning of “Devil Fruit.” They had never seen the scenes of those roots and stems preying on dark folk, digesting humans.
Previously, Tianyang couldn’t understand the purpose of these roots. But now he had a theory: these strange underground plants probably existed solely for that fruit.
Humans and dark folk, once captured and digested, were transported to that strange object resembling a pregnant woman, which served as a relay station.
Perhaps the flesh essence transmitted by the roots was further refined or transformed there, before being sent to this towering tree, all for the purpose of producing that fruit containing immense energy.
Tianyang looked again at the giant tree. Below it, the Black Prince had already stood up from his throne. He walked toward the fruit, but didn’t pick it immediately, as if waiting for something.
“Is he waiting for the fruit to mature?” Cang Du murmured with a hint of uncertainty.
Kunlan grinned excitedly, “Who cares! I’ll go kill him now!”
That fruit was condensed from countless lives. Calling it a devil fruit was hardly an exaggeration.
Suddenly, Ji Yu’s voice rang out.
“Look, the Black Prince is moving.”
Kunlan drew his hooked blade, pressing it against Tianyang’s arm, “Are you letting go or not?”
Tianyang snapped, “Now’s not the time to act recklessly! That fruit might contain the life essence of everyone in this battle, including the fallen dark folk! The Black Prince has been hiding here, waiting for the fruit to mature. Clearly, that fruit is very important to him!”
“If he eats it, he might evolve into a Black King! If you rush out and alert him, he might eat the fruit directly, and then our mission will fail!”
Tianyang quickly grabbed him. “Wait!”
Kunlan looked coldly at Tianyang. “Let go, White-hair. Or be prepared to lose your hand.”
Tianyang shook his head, “You’re no match for him. Back when our Raven Squad encountered one, it was just a newborn Black Prince, and we still couldn’t capture him. This one is clearly undergoing transformation.”
Tianyang continued, “No, we can still do something. Like stalling him or destroying the fruit. Either way, as long as we hold out until the captain arrives, our goal will be achieved.”
Kunlan withdrew his hooked blade. “Fine. Now take your hand off. And listen, White-hair, I’m not following your command. It just so happens that your plan aligns with mine, so I’ll tolerate working with you.”
“Say whatever you like.” Tianyang focused on the giant tree and the Black Prince. “I have a plan: the three of us will keep him occupied, and Ji Yu will cover and support us. Once there’s an opening, we’ll strike at the fruit.”
“That way, the sacrifices of those before won’t have been in vain!”
Kunlan stared blankly at Tianyang. He hadn’t considered these things before. Now, after Tianyang’s words, his raging battle spirit began to calm down.
“So, we’re not going to do anything?” Ji Yu couldn’t accept that; just waiting was something she couldn’t handle.
Kunlan and Cang Du took positions on either side, forming a triangle formation with Tianyang, heading toward the giant tree.
Behind them, Ji Yu snorted, “Impudent brat! Call me sister! Have some manners!”
Her star power flared, bowstring taut as a full moon. Ji Yu unleashed her aura, locking onto the devil fruit hanging from the branch!
“Let’s do it.” Kunlan drew his twin blades, eager, “Now, can we move?”
Tianyang nodded and said softly, “Ji Yu, shoot that fruit.”
As he spoke, the youth was already dashing forward.
At the end of his silver glow, Tianyang unsheathed his battle sword and struck at the Black Prince’s back.
The Black Prince’s gray hair floated up, and without turning his head, he swung his right hand, which was holding an arrow, precisely hitting the blade of Tianyang’s sword.
Tianyang suddenly felt like he couldn’t hold onto his sword, almost letting go, as the impact from the Black Prince’s punch forced the sword downward.
As soon as they moved, the Black Prince sensed it, sharply turning to look in their direction. Before he could see Tianyang and the others, he noticed a glow in the darkness.
The next moment, a star arrow shot through the air, aimed directly at the crimson fruit above the Black Prince’s head!
The Black Prince let out a shrill scream, both furious and startled. He reached up with lightning speed, catching the star arrow. The impact sent him sliding back a few steps before he stopped, a silver glow curving around the tree, flashing to his back.
The Black Prince thought he had successfully blocked the attack. But just then, there was a sudden whooshing sound above him.
It was Kunlan, who had leaped forcefully, his twin blades slashing down toward the devil fruit on the branch. “Shatter for me!”
The Black Prince grunted, stamping his right foot on the ground. A shockwave rippled out, making Tianyang and Cang Du stagger backward as if they were drunk.
On the other side, with a sharp sound, Cang Du lunged with his Springwater Sword, aiming a fierce thrust at the Black Prince’s face.
The Black Prince raised his left hand, catching the sword in his palm with a metallic clang!
With a loud ring, the Springwater Sword halted.
Kunlan’s face changed as he was thrown back, landing over ten meters away.
Just then, Tianyang steadied himself and raised his left hand, which now held a gun—the Death Knell!
Aiming at the Black Prince’s exposed back, Tianyang pulled the trigger. The gun’s muzzle flared, illuminating the Black Prince’s figure.
The Black Prince quickly raised both hands, shielding the fruit with the outside edges of his wrists, blocking Kunlan’s blades!
Clang! Clang!
With two clashing sounds, Kunlan’s twin blades were deflected. The Black Prince suddenly lunged, kicking Kunlan squarely in the chest.
Blood splattered, and flesh flew.
Tianyang barely had time to react before he saw the blood and flesh being pulled back by an invisible force, flowing back into the wound on the Black Prince’s body.
They filled the wound, quickly healing, leaving Tianyang wondering if he’d just had a hallucination.
Bang!
A gunshot echoed under the giant tree, and the branch holding the fruit quivered slightly.
As the light faded, the Black Prince’s figure reappeared, his back armor shattered by the Death Knell, leaving an irregular gap in his flesh.
Cang Du charged in again, a glint of red in his eyes, a sign of his Level 3 ability—Battle Intent!
Battle Intent heightened an ascender’s emotions, temporarily surpassing physical limits, and slightly diminishing pain perception.
But its primary function was to accelerate the flow of star power, making each strike increasingly powerful!
The Black Prince, injured, was hit by Ji Yu’s rain of arrows, each one aiming for the fruit’s stem in rapid succession!
Sensing the danger, the Black Prince let out a long screech, his body tensing as his fingers pulled threads of black lightning between them.
The arcs shattered Ji Yu’s star arrows one by one, leaving none to hit the fruit!
As the Black Prince prepared to pursue, Kunlan spun into position, his twin blades forming a ring, preventing the Black Prince from advancing.
Tianyang slipped behind him, moving with silent steps, his Crimson Moon battle sword gleaming red, and he stabbed at his opponent’s back.
Just as he was about to strike, his vision blurred, and the Black Prince appeared several meters away, Crimson Moon meeting Kunlan’s blades, forcing them both to retreat.
Cang Du, with a spray of silver light from his wrist, layered his arms with the Silver Wrist technique. His aura now surged powerfully.
With a shout, he raised his sword with both hands, delivering a powerful blow toward the Black Prince’s shoulder.
The Black Prince struck with his fist, black lightning crackling, as it met the sword’s blade. The clash of fist and sword created a burst of light, sending Springwater Sword recoiling, forcing Cang Du to retreat.
A series of rapid sounds erupted as the Black Prince finally gripped his sword hilt.
An intense sense of danger flooded Tianyang’s mind. He shouted, “Get back!”
He moved quickly, retreating in a streak of silver light.
Near the giant tree’s throne, the Black Prince raised his hand, and the mighty sword at his side flew into his grip.
Cang Du shouted, charging in with a flurry of sword strikes like a dense curtain!
The Black Prince calmly swung his sword, using only its sheath. Even without unsheathing it, he easily blocked Cang Du’s relentless attack.
Thunder sparked from the ground as thin arcs sliced through the ground, leaving a dense network of cracks!
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The Thunder Sword’s blade extended, forming a meter-long thunder blade. The edge of the blade crackled with electric arcs, its shape alone intimidating, making Kunlan swallow nervously.
Kun Lan and Cang Du both followed suit, retreating at the sound.
At this moment, the Black Prince drew his sword. But what emerged from the sheath, entwined in black and silver, was not a cold blade, but a massive surge of flickering black lightning!
The Black Prince pulled a wave of thunderous light from the scabbard and gave a fierce sweep, the black lightning roaring out like an evil dragon, sweeping across in all directions.
Wherever that black thunderstorm passed, the ground instantly carbonized, forming a layer of black crystals. Moments later, the crystals shattered, scattering into dust.
The thunder sword lengthened, dispersing its blade shape and transforming into a large wave of lightning that crashed toward Kun Lan.
Kun Lan dared not face it head-on, letting out a strange cry as he desperately dove to the side.
The Black Prince lowered his arm, the lightning sword pointing at the ground, then suddenly gave an upward sweep in Kun Lan's direction!
Kun Lan rolled a few times on the ground, then looked up to see a black trench left where he had just been standing.
No matter how arrogant Kun Lan usually was, this time he broke out in a cold sweat.
