Chapter 34

"YOU!!" Xin cried as soon as he saw that man.

The man in black in front of him did not reply, as he continued to attack the barrier.

"Why are you here! WHY!"

Xin did not care he still shouted with all his might, not even noticing the barrier cracking around him.

'Of all the people why him' Xin cried with panic in his heart.

The Black cloaked person did not stop the attack, not even for a breath.

The barrier continued to crack, at this time it was filled with cracks spreading around at least half of the barrier.

At this time Ming also coming out of her daze due to the shock of incomprehensible power the Black Cloak showed.

As soon as she sobered, shaking her head, she looked toward Xin standing by her side.

Xin was standing straight, tense and pale, pale like someone whose soul had been stolen as if a ghost just passed him.

"XIN!" she shouted.

"Who is that?"

"That.." Xin said in a daze "person is...." Taking a deep breath," Founder of the Darkest organization" deep breath "he is...…Demon Lord of the Dark Guild"

"WHAT!!!!"

A voice boomed suddenly inside the barrier.

"So you recognize this lord, well never did I expect that"

Saying this the Black Cloak... No, the Demon Lord finally stopped his attacks finally.

"Why are you here Demon lord? Why did you attack us? Shouldn't you currently be in the Nether City "

"Oh so you even know about it, now I am curious, for who are you, and how do you know so much"

"Well whatever the answer may be I will be able to get them from you, or should I say your soul"

Then without one more word he attacks, this time it was no longer a simple punch, as he attacked the barrier, miasma appeared on his fist, greyish-black in color, it would have been pure black one if not for the faces that constantly appeared on it, screaming for release and salvation.

*CRASSSSHHHH*

Xin watched as the pieced of barriers dropped around him, disappearing just before they could hit the ground, and with them his hope.

Why did he lose his hope so easily, it was simply because even if he was Dark Gold rank and he could fight a rank above him at the very least, how could he fight someone who was a monster just billow him but 2 grades higher than him in cultivation.

After breaking the barrier, the demon lord did not stop, he directly attacked them.

Ming constantly keeping up her guard attacked him as soon as he broke the barrier.

"It's useless," Demon Lord said as he saw her strike.

He did not change his angle of attack and continued with his one punch.

Ming crashed with his fist, yes crashed, not struck, and as she did she flew or more appropriately blown behind as her hand which had crashed with Demon Lord was destroyed, turned to mist, a bloody mist.

Xin finally focused in front of him as he saw Ming being blown back.

"MING!"

He cried then he focused in front of him.

He recognized the first coming for him, it was the ability of Eight-Armed Darkhell Fiend Beast, one of the rarest hell type soul beast, the 'Prison of Ten Thousand Souls' a technique that used the souls of the ones killed by the user to power and strengthen the attack.

Takin a deep breath, under these conditions Xi finally had he calmest mindset he ever had since the time he came to this world.

The first true danger death, the stench of the hell invading his senses, at this time his mind finally changed, it changed from the soft cotton, stretched here and there, to something harder.

His hands which had become numb in nervousness became tense again, and his body was filled with explosiveness, but under that the racing heart of his started to beat slowly, but powerfully, sending raging blood of his all over his body.

'So, boy you have finally become a man.'

A sound ran in his head, but he did not care, for he only had his mind concentrated over one person, the Demon Lord.

Time seemed to have slowed for him, the incoming Demon Lord slowed, the world felt slow.

First came the fire, then water, the wind, thunder and earth, all of them appeared around his hand, they rotated endlessly around his fists and for the first time Xin experienced what true elements were.

They were not the servants of man, nor were they the might disasters, that destroyed man, no, they are the principles the base of the world, the did not create or destroy, they merely maintained a balance, the delicate balance that made the natural move.

But at this time he also knew that they how they could be truly welded, not by force, nor by praise, but by understanding their balance.

The balance they strived for.

As these understanding continued to flow through his mind, the five elements around his hands moved faster and faster, finally leaving a gray ring in front of his hands.

Finally, as the time started to go as normal, Xin punched out.

It was an ordinary punch, with no technique and no cultivation base, but as it descended the Demon Lord who was almost upon him finally felt some threat coming from the hand in front of him.

But like an arrow in flight, he could not stop, so he did not stop, he only did one thing that h could do, he strengthened his attack.

An even greater amount of miasma came out of his hands, forming a howling ghost face over his fist.

Xin this time in a special condition did not panic. He only said the incantation that had appeared in his mind.

"FIVE ELEMENTS ARE DISHARMONIOUS- CALAMITY"

As Xin said this the Gery ring in front of his fist started to rotate, n it was already rotating, what this time moved was not the ring no, it was the wind, the sand and all that was around him, it all move rotating around him, and the ring as they all were all sucked toward the ring's center forming a, what appeared to be a mesh of all the elements, ball.

Even though it took time to explain all the things happened in less than 3 breaths.

This ball met the hands of the Demon Lord, and........ there was no more 'and' after that.

The collision of both threw both of them back, Demon Lord was thrown back his hand bleeding profusely and a trace of blood appearing in his mouth.

Xin, on the other hand, was thrown toward Ming, handless but still breathing Ming.

His hand was as thin as twig his chest no more than a skeleton, his face a skeleton.

The last attack had been powerful no doubt but he had not been ready for it not yet, that spell had absorbed all his energy, even most of his life force.

So there he lay with Ming who did not look any better without her hands.

Demon Lord had disappeared, presumably to heal his wounds which were not light at all.

Xin coughed as he looked toward the sky, his vision darkening.

He believed he might have heard a familiar sound, but his eye did not stop closing, and finally, as he took a deep breath in him, his last breath came out of him.

He is dead, completely without hope.

….

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

A voice cried with deep grief as Xin passed away