Fenrir's Journey : I Shall Devour The Heavens! 75 Dominance

From among the gathered Cultivators from the Blazing Sun Sect, the elderly man with the Golden Core and the middle-aged man who Fenrir a.s.sumed to be the Sect Leader both came forward . Each of their eyes blazed like small suns as the older of the two icily asked, "What is your relationship with the Devouring Moon Sect . . . ?" Though he already had an idea, the elderly man, w.a.n.g Xiaoping, wanted to hear the answer directly from Fenrir's lips . Her only response, however, was to snort as she said, "I just told you to stop antagonizing others . I'm not going to waste my time answering your questions . . . "

Unable to prevent her feelings of scorn from showing on her face, Fenrir scowled back at w.a.n.g Xiaoping before turning her back to the group . She didn't immediately move away, fully expecting them to set aside the dignity they pretended to have by attempting to sneak attack her . Thus, when the man she a.s.sumed to be the Sect Leader immediately moved like a phantom and tried to attack her, Fenrir wasn't even remotely surprised as she vanished from view and appeared behind him . The man had attacked with a pure red sword that radiated an intense amount of heat, causing small fluctuations in the void wherever it pa.s.sed .

Fenrir sensed the elderly man move to attack her but she simply responded by holding out her hand and overlaying several magical barriers while her other hand tore through the body of her would-be attacker and shredded him to pieces . She felt an immense force crash into her barriers, causing a splitting feeling to emerge in her head but it wasn't that difficult to bear . Fenrir used the rage welling up inside her to twist her body around agilely, using the momentum of her previous attack to send invisible blades of energy toward w.a.n.g Xiaoping .

Though he was incensed by the fact that Fenrir had killed another one of his people, w.a.n.g Xiaoping didn't have time to mourn as his hand twisted around, pulling the fabric of s.p.a.ce with it . A blazing inferno immediately formed in the void as he shouted, "Blazing Sun, Solar Flare . . !" with a voice so deep it sounded like the rumbling of the earth . The ma.s.sive swirl of fire elemental qi turned into a golden whirlpool that radiated so much heat that it immediately charred the already blackened stoned of the inert volcano below .

Fenrir felt her own ice elemental energy begin to stir, causing her skin to tingle annoyingly as she changed from using her [Severing Claws] to congregating a ma.s.sive amount of mana into her palm . This was a way she could blend together the attack techniques of Cultivators with the magic system she had learned from Eva, even if her use of the energy was still lacking . Even so, the elemental manipulation of mana seemed stronger than the influence of qi so Fenrir's attack was able to break through the torrential whirlpool of flames as she attempted to strike against w.a.n.g Xiaoping's chest .

Seeing how 'easily' the young girl had dealt with his attack, w.a.n.g Xiaoping felt like the hair at his temples was loosening as his brain buzzed in frustration . His left hand formed into a three-fingered claw with his index and middle finger forming one digit, his ring and pinky forming a second, and his thumb forming the third . Though it wasn't quite that fast, w.a.n.g Xiaoping's claw seemed to move like lightning as he attempted to grasp Fenrir's wrist and shattered the bones within . There was already a layer of intense fire elemental energy formed around the claw and, against a normal opponent, it wouldn't have been difficult for him to turn the target into ashes on contact . . .

Fenrir's eyes flashed with an icy blue light as her palm continued forward, earning a sneer from w.a.n.g Xiaoping as he fearlessly tried to complete his action . His claw continued forward, grasping Fenrir's wrist in a vice-like grip as he tightened his fingers with as much power as he could manage . There was a strange incongruity in w.a.n.g Xiaoping's mind as he felt absolutely no resistance, even though he clearly had grasped Fenrir's wrist without any major difficulty . His brain was never able to fully process exactly what had gone wrong, however, as Fenrir's palm pressed against his chest and completely froze his insides in an instant . Then, to the shock and horror of the yet to mobilize Elders, they watched as their Supreme Elder, missing his left hand, fell into the barrier below, shattering into pieces before his body parts turned to ash . . .

(Fenrir's Commentary: 'Only Master is allowed to touch me . . . ')