Chapter 2249 - 2238: Dongka’s Mutual Demise

With a sudden pause in his movement, Lin Zifeng’s sword-like eyebrows tightly furrowed. He quickly scanned the surroundings, finding that the originally almost azure ancient runes, which were about to flare to their utmost, were now flickering intermittently, unpredictably shifting from light to dark.

"What’s going on? Didn’t you say one minute would be enough?"

Faced with this unexpected situation, Lin Zifeng felt himself falling into despair for a moment and asked Mu Ruoyun in a deep voice.

Realizing the urgency of the matter, Mu Ruoyun didn’t have time to mind Lin Zifeng’s tone and hurriedly explained, "Did you forget? At that time, I told you to find a secluded place to set up the transmission array to avoid the residual elemental power in the air from your battles."

"But now, the Green-clothed presumably knows this formation, so that palm just now was deliberately exposed with elemental power, intending to disrupt the time order of the transmission array, preventing us from leaving!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zifeng was suddenly startled, only now understanding why he was able to withstand a strike from the Green-clothed Venerable. If it weren’t for the opponent deliberately exposing elemental power, he would have already been seriously injured!

Despite the shock, the most crucial task now was how to repair the transmission array. Lin Zifeng calmed himself, looked at Dongka, who was locked in combat with the Green-clothed Venerable and was subtly showing signs of defeat, and couldn’t help but ask, "Ruoyun, how long to repair the transmission array?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Ruoyun replied gravely, "Two minutes, that’s the quickest, and during this time, I can’t lend you my ability at all."

Two minutes...

In the eyes of ordinary people, two minutes is as fleeting as the blink of an eye, but to Lin Zifeng, who faced the Thunder Tribulation Expert at this moment, it felt as long as a century!

But now the arrow was on the string; it had to be released. Lin Zifeng let Mu Ruoyun start repairing the transmission array, just about to step forward when he heard Dongfang Ziyue beside him cry out in an almost tearful voice: "Master!"

Startled by Dongfang Ziyue’s sudden shout, Lin Zifeng quickly turned his head, worry surfacing on his sharply lined face.

He saw Dongka’s sword destroyed, fighting weaponless against the Green-clothed Venerable, eventually pierced through the abdomen by the opponent’s sword. The white runes covering his body flickered intermittently like the transmission array.

"No good, the time for the forbidden technique is running out!"

Lin Zifeng exclaimed, his figure flashed, and he rushed forward, but never expected that the Green-clothed Venerable in the field, with just a sweep of a long sleeve, sent Lin Zifeng flying backward.

With the longsword piercing his chest, the corners of Dongka’s mouth continuously seeped blood. Looking at the sneering Green-clothed Venerable before him, his slowly dimming eyes were filled with hatred.

"Hmph, feeble ant, no matter what you do, you can’t hurt me in the slightest. Just go below and join your dead master!"

Before the words finished, the Green-clothed Venerable unleashed a powerful punch, landing squarely on Dongka’s chest, sending him flying back like a kite with a broken string.

While still in midair, at the moment when the white runes dimmed to their utmost, the originally cloudy eyes of Dongka suddenly flared with two golden lights. Gripping the longsword thrust into his abdomen with both hands, the blade dug into his flesh as fresh red blood poured out. Yet even so, Dongka mustered the last ounce of his life to pull it out!

"Green-clothed, die!"

With blood-soaked hands gripping the green-brown longsword, Dongka’s figure flipped in the void, pouncing toward the Green-clothed Venerable.

The flash of sword light caught Lin Zifeng off guard—Dongka’s desperate strike had actually pierced into the breast of the Green-clothed Venerable!

One must understand, Dongka at this point was already on the brink of death. How could such a weak thrust harm the powerful Green-clothed Venerable!?

Lin Zifeng was shocked, and so was the Green-clothed Venerable. He could never have anticipated that the dying counterattack of a man on the brink of death would be so fierce. Just as the sword light thrust toward him, he had covertly activated elemental power to block it, but still, it was half a beat too slow. The longsword carved a bloody mark on his green robe before falling to the ground.

"Pah!"

At this point, Dongka’s white runes had completely dissipated, and blood pearls oozed from his entire skin. Blood-covered, he looked extremely terrifying; his previously handsome features twisted into a grimace, and a burst of fresh blood spewed from his mouth onto the Green-clothed Venerable’s face full of derision.

"Hahaha... Green-clothed, I, Dongka, could stab you before dying, and it’s not in vain!"

For some reason, Dongka still had the strength to roar, and before he finished speaking, he was already laughing wildly.

Seeing this, the Green-clothed Venerable’s heart surged with unbridled rage, his previously mocking expression turning somber. How could he have expected that someone he viewed as an ant could wound him in the slightest?

More crucially, Dongka dared to spit blood at his face! In the Beiyao Ancient Clan, the Green-clothed Venerable, who could summon wind and rain, had never suffered such an insult. His face darkened, and the green light in his hand surged to its peak, striking toward Dongka’s heart with a thunderous blow!

"Dongka, I will tear you to pieces!"

This blow, the Green-clothed Venerable used all his strength. A muffled sound emanated from Dongka’s chest, and his body was sent shooting into the sky!

"Swoosh..."

Dongka met a tragic end, and Lin Zifeng could feel his eyes grow moist, but beside him, Dongfang Ziyue’s delicate face was already streaked with shimmering tears. Seeing her master’s body flung backward, she cried out as she rushed forward, arms outstretched as if to catch Dongka.

Seeing this, Lin Zifeng inwardly cursed; Dongfang Ziyue going forward now was nothing short of suicide!

Without hesitation, Lin Zifeng’s eyes narrowed, and he delivered a swift chop to the soft pink nape of Dongfang Ziyue’s neck. The latter staggered, falling to the ground, as her beautiful eyes closed momentarily, her red lips still murmuring the words ’Master’.

"Bang!"

About ten seconds later, Dongka’s figure finally plummeted to the ground, crashing into it and leaving a gash. The thunderous noise echoed in Lin Zifeng’s ears, causing his figure to shudder involuntarily.

Not to mention the injuries... even falling from such a height, an ordinary person would be shattered to pieces. Let alone Mu Ruoyun’s inability to heal with her ability, even the Great Luo Immortal couldn’t do anything!

Thinking of the times spent with Dongka over these days, Lin Zifeng’s fists clenched tightly, veins bulging, as the beast lurking in the depths of his soul seemed to be roaring, wanting to break free of its cage.

Watching a companion die before his eyes, how could Lin Zifeng remain indifferent!? At once, his face darkened, and he took a sudden step forward.

But unexpectedly, Mu Ruoyun, though regretful, still spoke in a deep voice, "Master Zifeng, I know you are very... in short, I cannot assist now, whether to fight Green-clothed or otherwise, you must decide for yourself."

To fight or not to...