The general stage cultivator arrives in front of Zhihui before she could react. His fist got covered in earth and Qi. Zhihui covers herself in a shining metal layer.
"First Style, Hunter"
The earth covers fist hit Zhihui's side. The metal sheet bends and twisted as it disperses some of the force behind the fist. Zhihui controls the winds beneath her feet as she jumps to the side. Holding onto her wounded side. Her ribs crack and her organs are badly damaged.
Zhihui soon landed safely on her feet as she points her wand at the charging general stage cultivator. The battle around them is slowly coming to an end. Her side is vastly outnumbering and outgun. Only Fen and the other three badly wounded cultivators were able to deal with the remaining commander stage cultivators.
When it comes to the warrior stage cultivators. Ru, Huan, and the other cultivators they have saved were doing too well against the warrior stage cultivators. If only Mors was here, this whole battle will be a lot easier. Zhihui channels her Qi as she sends countless lightning bolts to the cultivator in his charging bull style.
The lightning bolts hit the cultivator one after the other. His skin started to become black after repeated attacks. He soon crosses an invisible line as she moves her wand. A wave of sharp air flew toward the man. The man broke through the wind wave without breaking a sweat. A small cut appeared on his shoulders and chest.
Zhihui jumps upwards, going completely over the man. While still airborne, she points her want at the man beneath her. She started to gather Qi on top of the man's back. Soon the Qi started to collide with each other as its mass became too big to handle.
A small black hole appears on the back of the crouching man. The pressure of the black hole forces the man to dig his feet deep into the ground. The groundbreaking under the force of his muscles and Qi. The small wounds that Zhihui cause started to bleed as the blood flew towards the black hole.
Now it was a battle on who could the longest. As the black hole devour more of its surroundings, it grew. The Qi need it to keep the black hole open grew, so the point that amount of Qi leaving Zhihui's body became painful. She lost this match as she closes the black hole.
Her muscles scream in pain as her second Dantia tries to replenish the Qi as fast as possible.
'Shit'
Something grab her heel and the next place she found herself was against the ground. Her back crack and aches in pain. Her organs started to bleed as her ribs broke into pieces. Breathing became hard as blood started to get into her breathing. Her eyesight became cloudy and unfocused.
The man spoke as he got ready to end Zhihui.
"Fourth Style, Dead Meat"
"Lady!"
"Dragon!"
Zhihui smile as people became worried about her.
"Ten seconds have passed."
"..--"
Blood started to shower Zhihui's face and body. As the man on top of her started to bleed from his eyes, mouth, ears, and nose. His skin became pale white. His bones are as fragile as ice. And his breathing the breath of winter.
'How!?-- Who carries poison with them!?'
"Plan for the worse so you don't fear results."
Zhihui smiles at the man as she pushes him off her with great difficulty. The man that lay on the ground started to become an ice statue. His eyes froze with fear, making people wonder what he saw before his death. The battlefield became quiet as they look at Zhihui.
The fact that a healing potion appeared in her hand went over their heads. She opens the bottle and drinks it. This sped up her healing process somewhat. As her vision stopped being cloudy. Standing there, covered in blood, she looks like a manifestation of Death.
Her smile is a beautiful reminder of their mortality. Her eyes cast judgment as she points her wand at a random terrorist.
"Should we end the fight?~"
--------???-------
Huo could hear the battle that is taking in front of his house. He is currently inside a special bunker with his family. His two wives and four children. As the sound of the battle stopped, their hearts beats became all they could hear.
Dub-Dub Dub-Dub
Their hearts beat and the sound of footsteps became one and the same. Soon a sound came from the metal door blocking him and his family from the outside world. Silence consumes the room. Then the knocking happens again. Huo with a weak voice stood up.
"Who--goes there!?"
"Sir Huo is me, the terrorist has been dealt with."
"How can I know that you aren't lying!?"
Soon a female voice came from outside the door.
"Sir Huo, this is Wu Zhihui from the ele-"
Before Zhihui could finish talking the door opened and with a heavy thud hit the wall. Huo, the fish scale human bowed down as he spoke with fervor.
"I greet the great female Dragon of the Elemental Weapon Sect."
"Huh, well I am happy that you and your family are fine and safe sir."
"Oh, esteem cultivator, this mortal family does not require your attention."
"Worry not, now that this is all dealt with, I will go back to the sect."
"Please esteem Dragon, stay here and allow me to show you my hospitality. I still fear that there might be terrorists in the shadows."
"Um… I guess I can stay here for a day then."
"Thank you for your mercy."
[ For killing a general rank cultivator 5000 fate points given]
[2500 points share with spouse]
[ Name: Wu Zhihui
Cultivation: Commander rank 2
Stats:
Mind: 200
Body: 200
Soul: 200
Wisdom Elements: 200
Blood Line: Scholar(Emperor)
Legacy: Ever knowing Wisdom Speaker
Martial Arts:
[Wisdom Judgment(Primordial) Rank 2]
[Elemental Eater(Primordial) Rank 5]
[Creation of all Earthly Matters(Primordial) Rank 1]
[Spark of Inspiration(Divine) Rank 1]
[Decaying Bloody Elixir(Divine) Rank 1]
[Dead Metal Foundation(Divine) Rank 1]
[Dark Depressing Gravity(Divine) Rank1 ]
[Third Eye(Primordial) Rank 1]
Talents:
[Breaker of Fate] [Love by the Elements] [Elementals Veins] [Refine Mind][Wisdom Insight] [Knowledge of all Wrongs and Rights]
Fate Points: 48,500]