Daily life of a cultivation judge



Mythical creatures could be considered to be children of the Dao which gave them absurd power to the point they could bend the world around them through the power of their tongues.

Mastering their language, equated to mastering a part of their abilities related to which tongue you had mastered. 

Learning the language was hard enough even just at the beginner level was as hard as mastering a gold-grade cultivation art to the emergent level, and then came another problem, executing the art. 

For the language to reach its full potential, one needed a body that was endowed like a mythical creature. If their body was in any way lacking, they invited risks when executing the art, such as being consumed by the art when learning it or when executing, and if they had enough tenacity to push through without having a mythical creature's body, they still suffered a tremendous backlash on their bodies to release it.

The backlash could be temporary, while in other cases it could be severe and permanent, depending on how much power you drew from the language.

Wei Ying was pale white, with collapsing capillaries all over her body. Using the art had drained her blood essence, which considering as trade-off for executing the art was pretty tame.

Yang Qing had no doubt she offset the backlash with the pearl she used earlier, which if his guess was right, was a wisdom pearl of a constellation whale, and from the undulations released from it, it was one that at the very least was at the later stages of the palace realm.

"Senior Wei Ying sure has some good stuff.." Yang Qing enviously thought before he froze when he saw a bloodshot Wei Ying come his way as she muttered something over and over.

"That damn snake hag will repay it all, even if I have to wring her dry to the last drop.."

She stood over the central rune with a blue glyph lit up on her bleeding emaciated fingertip.

[qxceiegam]

She muttered a strange incantation that instantly triggered a reaction from the whole turtle dragon down to the seal below.

The red thorn that had been gaining ground and had pushed the glyphs down to the 300-meter mark was halted by a massive wave of blue light that pushed it back 200 meters, then the red thorn retaliated in return.

A blitz of blue and red light hit the body of the Ba She before it finally settled on the 400-meter mark. However, even at a statement between the glyphs, that wasn't the end of it.

The five characters along with the seventh sword, had started consuming and assimilating the part of the body of the Ba She they had bound, and they converted it into pure energy that was fed to the turtle dragon, which grew in strength by the moment.

"Violence is the only language a spirit beast understands. Let's behead her.." Wei Ying viciously said.

Her vicious look coupled with her emaciated beat-up appearance, made her seem like the villain compared to the snake.

Scary

The four judges chose to look away from her deranged look as they geared up for what would likely be their final attack.

The turtle dragon pumped up with qi siphoned from the Ba She roared with renewed vigor and strength, and a hint of bloodthirstiness, no doubt it had more to do with Wei Ying, than it did with the blood, flesh, and qi it had gotten from the Ba She.

A violent brawl took place as the turtle dragon used its arms that had been pinning the Ba She down to claw at it, tearing its scales and flesh apart below the Ba She's neck. 

Miasma-filled blood poured from it as it squirmed and twisted trying to break its head free that had been gripped in place by the elongated neck and head of the turtle dragon.

No matter how it moved, it couldn't defend the attacks, however, the blood-red thorns in its body forcibly stitched back its wounds and healed them.

With half its body immobilized, and its attack power sacrificed to whatever the red thorn was, it could only passively take the beating from the turtle dragon.

Death star ruin

Silver void nexus

Quasar breaker of the purple firmament

The three judges seized the opportunity Wei Ying had created.

Dai Chen was to the right of the Ba She, Mo Liwei was to the left, and Zhang Qingge was above it.

They had all poured their last reserve and trump cards for this final attack.

The world changed behind each of them. 

Behind Dai Chen, the skies had darkened, filled with an air of desolation and grandness. There was a weak starlight in the midst of that darkness, that looked like it could go out any moment. However, that dimming starlight carried a radiating power of disintegration. All would crumble beneath its light.

On Mo Liwei, he was a silver glimmer, with a silhouette of a majestic bird surrounding him which had entire pathways of the void engraved on its beak. With that beak, it could pierce everything and anything within a flash.

Zhang Qingge colored the skies purple behind her. A purple cosmic whirlpool and in that whirlpool there was a luminous object that carried a catastrophic power that would render everything asunder.

The Ba She on detecting the terrifying attacks about to befall it, tried one last ditch effort to escape, but alas it was too late.

The attacks were the full-power trump cards of some of the greatest talents of the Order, there was no way the Ba She, who was half paralyzed, panicked, and without vigor, be able to evade their attacks.

The attacks arrived in unison; disintegrating, eviscerating, and piercing through the Ba She aiming to decapitate it.

The Ba She shrieked in pain, but even that was drowned out in the catastrophic attack, the only thing that seemed to be surviving was the red thorn that was desperately trying to keep its head in place.

The three attacks had left but an inch of flesh at the center, which was desperately trying to tie the head to the rest of its body with the help of the mysterious red thorn.

Aaaaaaargh!!!!

Wei Ying let out a roar as she poured everything she had into pulling the head of the Ba She with the turtle dragon's limbs.

Her infectious roar infected the rest as they let it out themselves pushing their bodies to the extremes for that one final push.

Bit by bit the flesh was being torn apart by the four forces till finally..

Snap

A head the size of a small mountain rolled upwards with a flabbergasted look filled with fear from the massive beast that had the reflection of its killers. Tinier than even one of its scales, but released a power that terrified it to its very soul.

The last scene before life escaped those eyes, was that of sandy, cracked, poisoned crater crater-filled ruin.

A place that once brimmed with life, but was no more, the same as it, now.