Chapter 182: Hangover
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Chapter 182: Hangover
Grey Beard, dont talk so loud.
Sage waved the old man away and covered up his ears to try and drown out the shouting. The old man started to move towards him and Sage felt power starting to build in the air. It was only at this point did he realize something was going wrong.
You killed him! I saw that spirit return to you. You killed Young Master Tang! You will face the wrath of the Tang Clan!
Wu Tang Clan? Where?
His mouth ran off before he could stop it and the old man glared daggers at him. There was more shouting, something about paying and escaping. Sage didnt quite hear it. He remembered he was plugging up his ears and then put his hands down, it probably wasnt a good time to miss details. A dozen of the cultivators on the second floor stood up and started to surround his table. Twice as many of the other patrons immediately started to run. Grey Beard pulled out a paper crane covered in array symbols and whispered to it before throwing it into the air. The crane came to life and flew off rapidly.
The soup hed been eating finally started to kick in and Sages head started to clear. It was only then that he began to understand just what hed heard earlier.
Merde!
Grey Beard was focusing completely upon Sage to make sure he didnt try to do anything, when suddenly many of his men started to call out. Sage had gauged the majority of them as being leveled around the mid-thirties. The few forties were helping surround him, and Grey Beard was the only one in the fifties. It had taken them that long to notice the small sounds of movement coming from within the walls, floors and ceilings.
Grab him!
Grey Beard yelled out as he shot into motion. Sage seemed to know exactly what was going to happen, diving to the side and rolling past one of the guards. That guard had his head turned to the side, distracted in just that instant. Making a quick turn he seemed to glide upon the wind and flew right out the window of the Tavern. A sword appeared in Grey Beards hand and a huge beam of sword Qi slashed towards Sages back. The old man swung his sword and a crescent moon made of energy flew out. It was like the force of his cut was so powerful it created its own energy in the world. Grey Beard had been aiming at Sages form as he fell from the second floor window to hit him mid-air when he couldnt avoid it.
Sages fall seemed to stop in mid-air, doing a quick pirouette on nothing at all, the sword Qi passing by harmlessly beneath him as if he knew it was going to be there. He floated forward while he completed the spin then seemed to be gliding on an invisible force, passing into an alleyway.
Grey Beard and his men were quick to give chase, but as they leaped out of the windows they were hopping into rapidly expanding roots. The tavern had been made into the supporting tree for the Sacred Banyan. The roots had already woven through all the outer walls and a large canopy was already expanding from the roof, many vines and roots were weaving over the windows and catching up the cultivators trying to escape the building. They used their swords to hack the roots apart to cut a pathway. Unfortunately for them, the sky roots had already extended outwards and were building a fence around the tavern. Layer after layer rapidly forming, it only bought Sage a few seconds of delay.
Grey Beard and level forties broke through the roots quite quickly, but the others couldnt keep up. Sage had instantly reduced his number of pursuers from the many dozens down to five. At least for the moment. A few followed directly into the alleyway where Sage went while others hopped up onto the roof of the buildings on either side to get a better view. The first one into the alley heard a sudden boom. A Formation Plate had been left in the center of the alley and released a huge pillar of flame. The plate consumed itself from the force of its own activation, working as an expensive land mine.
Distracted by the explosion, it took a few seconds for them to realize that one of the men on the roofs had slumped down to the ground. Another ran over to check him and called out that he was dead. Grey Beard hopped up and after a quick look it was just the same as what happened to Tang Zhelan. The body and its internal were completely fine, the man had lost the light in his eyes, staring like a vegetable. His soul was gone. The injured man stayed behind, volunteering to head back and help clear the way for the others trapped in the tavern. The five pursuers became three.
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Chapter 182: Hangover
Grey Beard, dont talk so loud.
Sage waved the old man away and covered up his ears to try and drown out the shouting. The old man started to move towards him and Sage felt power starting to build in the air. It was only at this point did he realize something was going wrong.
You killed him! I saw that spirit return to you. You killed Young Master Tang! You will face the wrath of the Tang Clan!
Wu Tang Clan? Where?
His mouth ran off before he could stop it and the old man glared daggers at him. There was more shouting, something about paying and escaping. Sage didnt quite hear it. He remembered he was plugging up his ears and then put his hands down, it probably wasnt a good time to miss details. A dozen of the cultivators on the second floor stood up and started to surround his table. Twice as many of the other patrons immediately started to run. Grey Beard pulled out a paper crane covered in array symbols and whispered to it before throwing it into the air. The crane came to life and flew off rapidly.
The soup hed been eating finally started to kick in and Sages head started to clear. It was only then that he began to understand just what hed heard earlier.
Merde!
Grey Beard was focusing completely upon Sage to make sure he didnt try to do anything, when suddenly many of his men started to call out. Sage had gauged the majority of them as being leveled around the mid-thirties. The few forties were helping surround him, and Grey Beard was the only one in the fifties. It had taken them that long to notice the small sounds of movement coming from within the walls, floors and ceilings.
Grab him!
Grey Beard yelled out as he shot into motion. Sage seemed to know exactly what was going to happen, diving to the side and rolling past one of the guards. That guard had his head turned to the side, distracted in just that instant. Making a quick turn he seemed to glide upon the wind and flew right out the window of the Tavern. A sword appeared in Grey Beards hand and a huge beam of sword Qi slashed towards Sages back. The old man swung his sword and a crescent moon made of energy flew out. It was like the force of his cut was so powerful it created its own energy in the world. Grey Beard had been aiming at Sages form as he fell from the second floor window to hit him mid-air when he couldnt avoid it.
Sages fall seemed to stop in mid-air, doing a quick pirouette on nothing at all, the sword Qi passing by harmlessly beneath him as if he knew it was going to be there. He floated forward while he completed the spin then seemed to be gliding on an invisible force, passing into an alleyway.
Grey Beard and his men were quick to give chase, but as they leaped out of the windows they were hopping into rapidly expanding roots. The tavern had been made into the supporting tree for the Sacred Banyan. The roots had already woven through all the outer walls and a large canopy was already expanding from the roof, many vines and roots were weaving over the windows and catching up the cultivators trying to escape the building. They used their swords to hack the roots apart to cut a pathway. Unfortunately for them, the sky roots had already extended outwards and were building a fence around the tavern. Layer after layer rapidly forming, it only bought Sage a few seconds of delay.
Grey Beard and level forties broke through the roots quite quickly, but the others couldnt keep up. Sage had instantly reduced his number of pursuers from the many dozens down to five. At least for the moment. A few followed directly into the alleyway where Sage went while others hopped up onto the roof of the buildings on either side to get a better view. The first one into the alley heard a sudden boom. A Formation Plate had been left in the center of the alley and released a huge pillar of flame. The plate consumed itself from the force of its own activation, working as an expensive land mine.
Distracted by the explosion, it took a few seconds for them to realize that one of the men on the roofs had slumped down to the ground. Another ran over to check him and called out that he was dead. Grey Beard hopped up and after a quick look it was just the same as what happened to Tang Zhelan. The body and its internal were completely fine, the man had lost the light in his eyes, staring like a vegetable. His soul was gone. The injured man stayed behind, volunteering to head back and help clear the way for the others trapped in the tavern. The five pursuers became three.
Chapter 182: HangoverGrey Beard, dont talk so loud.Sage waved the old man away and covered up his ears to try and drown out the shouting. The old man started to move towards him and Sage felt power starting to build in the air. It was only at this point did he realize something was going wrong. You killed him! I saw that spirit return to you. You killed Young Master Tang! You will face the wrath of the Tang Clan!Wu Tang Clan? Where?His mouth ran off before he could stop it and the old man glared daggers at him. There was more shouting, something about paying and escaping. Sage didnt quite hear it. He remembered he was plugging up his ears and then put his hands down, it probably wasnt a good time to miss details. A dozen of the cultivators on the second floor stood up and started to surround his table. Twice as many of the other patrons immediately started to run. Grey Beard pulled out a paper crane covered in array symbols and whispered to it before throwing it into the air. The crane came to life and flew off rapidly. The soup hed been eating finally started to kick in and Sages head started to clear. It was only then that he began to understand just what hed heard earlier. Merde!Grey Beard was focusing completely upon Sage to make sure he didnt try to do anything, when suddenly many of his men started to call out. Sage had gauged the majority of them as being leveled around the mid-thirties. The few forties were helping surround him, and Grey Beard was the only one in the fifties. It had taken them that long to notice the small sounds of movement coming from within the walls, floors and ceilings.Grab him!Grey Beard yelled out as he shot into motion. Sage seemed to know exactly what was going to happen, diving to the side and rolling past one of the guards. That guard had his head turned to the side, distracted in just that instant. Making a quick turn he seemed to glide upon the wind and flew right out the window of the Tavern. A sword appeared in Grey Beards hand and a huge beam of sword Qi slashed towards Sages back. The old man swung his sword and a crescent moon made of energy flew out. It was like the force of his cut was so powerful it created its own energy in the world. Grey Beard had been aiming at Sages form as he fell from the second floor window to hit him mid-air when he couldnt avoid it. Sages fall seemed to stop in mid-air, doing a quick pirouette on nothing at all, the sword Qi passing by harmlessly beneath him as if he knew it was going to be there. He floated forward while he completed the spin then seemed to be gliding on an invisible force, passing into an alleyway. Grey Beard and his men were quick to give chase, but as they leaped out of the windows they were hopping into rapidly expanding roots. The tavern had been made into the supporting tree for the Sacred Banyan. The roots had already woven through all the outer walls and a large canopy was already expanding from the roof, many vines and roots were weaving over the windows and catching up the cultivators trying to escape the building. They used their swords to hack the roots apart to cut a pathway. Unfortunately for them, the sky roots had already extended outwards and were building a fence around the tavern. Layer after layer rapidly forming, it only bought Sage a few seconds of delay.Grey Beard and level forties broke through the roots quite quickly, but the others couldnt keep up. Sage had instantly reduced his number of pursuers from the many dozens down to five. At least for the moment. A few followed directly into the alleyway where Sage went while others hopped up onto the roof of the buildings on either side to get a better view. The first one into the alley heard a sudden boom. A Formation Plate had been left in the center of the alley and released a huge pillar of flame. The plate consumed itself from the force of its own activation, working as an expensive land mine. Distracted by the explosion, it took a few seconds for them to realize that one of the men on the roofs had slumped down to the ground. Another ran over to check him and called out that he was dead. Grey Beard hopped up and after a quick look it was just the same as what happened to Tang Zhelan. The body and its internal were completely fine, the man had lost the light in his eyes, staring like a vegetable. His soul was gone. The injured man stayed behind, volunteering to head back and help clear the way for the others trapped in the tavern. The five pursuers became three.
