Chapter 377 A Desperate Struggle
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 5
On the other side, Wang Muran also came charging at flying speed, gathering qi into a net and casting it over the tiny Lord Dragon Keeper—only to be knocked aside by a bang from Lord Dragon Keeper. Long Yu stood up on one leg, leaped to Mu Qingdai's side, and joined forces with Shen Mu and the others to attack Lord Dragon Keeper. "His body is too small—hard to hit. Shrink yourselves!" Shen Mu shouted. Mu Qingdai activated the mystic art within the Daoqi Jiayan Art, and her body immediately shrank, becoming a little girl a foot tall with long flowing hair trailing behind her. On the other side, Wang Muran also shrank his body, becoming a tiny dot. Only Long Yu had never cultivated such techniques, so he could only stand on one leg, cautiously on guard. His Heavenly Eye and Sword Heart were pushed to their full power, sword light shooting from his eyes, tracking the movements of the four little figures. But though his sword-eye was fast, it still struggled to catch Lord Dragon Keeper's tiny form. He could only see four tiny dots darting frantically through the air, flashing and vanishing to and fro. "Too fast... this is bad!" Long Yu saw Lord Dragon Keeper attacking him and hastily hopped up on one leg. The instant he jumped, he heard a crisp crack. He looked down and saw his other leg bone bent at an impossible angle. He thought to himself, This is bad. Thud. Long Yu dropped to his knees, nearly fainting from the pain. Lord Dragon Keeper's form appeared behind his head, his toe pointed at the back of Long Yu's skull. If it connected, his head would surely be kicked to bursting! But at that moment, the three-inch Sorrowless Sword flashed past, piercing through Lord Dragon Keeper's foot. The kick missed. Long Yu breathed a sigh of relief, then ruthlessly twisted his neck backward, his head turning directly behind him. Sword light burst from both his eyes, stabbing into Lord Dragon Keeper, sending him flying! "I did my best!" Long Yu nearly twisted his neck clean off. He cried out, then collapsed to the ground. Lord Dragon Keeper flew backward, his feet stepping rapidly through the air, treading on emptiness to disperse the power of those two sword strikes. He was a blood-born body with no dharma power, relying solely on his formidable physical body to contend with Shen Mu and the others. Moreover, the depletion of his divine blood was alarming, forcing him to use physical divine techniques to seize victory. Suddenly, a massive dark shadow appeared at the hall's entrance. The great deer, its body studded with flying swords, clambered to its feet. It shook its head, and its antlers flew off—a small branch stabbing viciously into Lord Dragon Keeper's back, piercing his heart. Lord Dragon Keeper's body exploded. In an instant, countless blood spheres rolled about and transformed back into a tiny Lord Dragon Keeper—only smaller than before. He leaped from the antler and landed on the great deer's bare crown, smashing down with a fist, about to split the great deer's skull open. Shen Mu thrust his sword at him. Lord Dragon Keeper dodged the strike—but then three tiny figures landed one after another on the deer's head. The great deer blinked, terror in its eyes. The four tiny figures darted back and forth across its body, trading blows, shaking it so hard its bones crackled and popped, as if about to break apart. "Yooo—yooo—" The great deer cried out in alarm and hastily charged toward the Dragon Qilin crouching in a corner of the great hall, trying to redirect the calamity onto it. The Dragon Qilin also had a dozen or so flying swords stuck in its body, but its sinews and bones were weak and sore, and it held a natural dread of Lord Dragon Keeper. It remained utterly motionless. The other wyrms also lay prostrate beside it—a few had been struck by swords as well, but all lay there, not daring to move. Fortunately, the Dragon Qilin had thick hide and ample flesh, covered in fat. Though it had taken a dozen flying swords, it was not se