Tarthocas : Chronicles of the Transmigrating Scribe

BANG!

The doors to the room burst open with a thunderous crash, startling Lei Tei and Lei Fei from their discussion. A Thunder Law Disciple, breathless and wide-eyed, stumbled into the room, his face a mask of terror.

“What is the matter?” Lei Fei shouted, his initial anger giving way to concern as he took in the disciple’s panicked expression.

“What happened?” Lei Tei demanded, stepping forward.

“Our sect has been—” the disciple began, but his words were cut short by a sudden, deafening explosion.

BOOM!

The disciple’s body erupted in a gruesome explosion, sending a spray of blood, guts, and organs splattering across the room. The metallic scent of blood filled the air, mingling with the acrid smoke from the explosion.

“Lei Fei, get out of here!” Lei Tei shouted, turning urgently to his brother’s side. But what he saw made his blood run cold.

“Brother, save me,” Lei Fei pleaded, his voice trembling. His entire body was bulging and contorting grotesquely, his skin stretching and splitting as if something inside him was trying to escape.

“No!” Lei Tei’s eyes reddened with desperation, but before he could reach his brother, Lei Fei’s body exploded with a sickening force, sending chunks of flesh and bone flying in all directions.

Lei Tei was thrown backward by the blast, crashing into the wall with a painful thud. He struggled to his feet, his vision blurred and ears ringing, as he surveyed the carnage around him. The room was a scene of utter devastation, the once pristine chamber now drenched in blood and gore.

He stumbled forward, driven by a mix of rage and sorrow, as he tried to comprehend the horror that had just unfolded. His heart pounded in his chest, and a sense of dread settled over him.

“I’ll kill whoever did this!” Lei Tei gnashed his teeth in fury. His eyes blazed with a mixture of grief and rage as he ran towards the window, launching himself out of the tower with a powerful leap.

BANG!

The earth burst apart as he landed with overwhelming force, creating a crater beneath his feet. The ground trembled under the weight of his fury, sending shockwaves through the sect.

“Who dares to invade our sect?!” Lei Tei shouted, his voice echoing through the mountains, alerting everyone within earshot. His scream was a clarion call, vibrating with the intensity of his wrath.

Lei Tei scanned the entire sect, his eyes darting from one corner to another, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The silence was almost mocking, and the stillness felt eerie in contrast to the chaos that had erupted moments before.

A sudden realisation struck him, and his eyes narrowed. “Ah, so it’s your doing, isn’t it?” he muttered, a grim smile forming on his lips. He straightened, his aura flaring as he raised his voice again.

“Masters of Disguise, Cultivators of the Moon, Priest of the Frost Temple, show yourselves! Supreme Yin!” Lei Tei roared, his voice infused with a commanding authority that sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it.

The air grew colder, and a dense mist began to form, swirling around him. Shadows flickered at the edges of his vision, and the temperature dropped rapidly. The ominous presence of hidden enemies began to materialise.

“So you finally figured it out. Took you long enough.” A voice, cold and devoid of emotion, responded to Lei Tei’s provocation.

“Shen Mingcheng! What are you doing here instead of fighting Xu Yangming?” Lei Tei shouted, his eyes widening with a mix of anger and surprise.

“Oh, shut up, you monkey,” Shen Mingcheng replied with a sneer, his eyes glinting with disdain. “Your Sect is quite useless, and I don’t lack any form of resource. I simply want to eliminate an opponent beforehand.”

“Simply my ass! You think I’m going to believe your words?” Lei Tei snorted, his voice dripping with scepticism as he began to prepare for battle, his muscles tensing and his aura flaring up.

RUMBLE.

The sky darkened as rain began to fall, each droplet shimmering in the faint light. The sound of lightning crackling in the distance sent a shiver through the air.

“I don’t care what you think, you monkey,” Shen Mingcheng snickered, his voice laced with icy malice. The ground around him began to freeze, and the falling rain turned to delicate shards of ice, tinkling as they hit the ground.

Supreme Yin Martial Technique - Frost Serpent Armor !

Thunder Law Martial Technique - Great Thunder Beast Armor !

Suddenly, a body made of ice began to form in front of Lei Tei, who was himself being bathed in lightning that gradually shaped itself into a suit of armour. His eyes narrowed as he observed the frost entity taking shape.

"Let's get on with this," Lei Tei muttered, his voice barely audible over the crackling energy surrounding him. In an instant, he appeared before the still-forming frost body, moving with blinding speed.

BANG!

With a single punch, Lei Tei obliterated the nascent frost body, shattering it into countless icy fragments. Rain gathered at a specific point and began to coalesce, reforming the Frost Body with an uncanny persistence. Lei Tei, frowning, destroyed it again with effortless ease.

"You moronic monkey!" a shrill voice exclaimed, filled with rage and disdain. Suddenly, a barrage of frost shot towards Lei Tei, its speed and intensity unlike any ordinary ice. This was frost loaded with Qi, a potent energy that crackled and hissed upon contact.

BOOM!

The impact sent Lei Tei flying backward, the force of the Qi-infused frost overwhelming even his lightning armor. He crashed into the ground, the earth trembling beneath him. Steam rose where the frost met the remnants of his lightning shield, a testament to the violent clash of elements.

Lei Tei gritted his teeth, pushing himself to his feet. His eyes blazed with determination as he surveyed the battlefield, the frost body now fully formed and emanating an eerie, glacial aura. The air around them grew colder, each breath a visible puff of vapor.

"I won't let you reform again," Lei Tei growled, his voice a low, menacing rumble. He clenched his fists, lightning arcing between his knuckles, and prepared to launch his next attack.

“That’s not even how this technique works but whatever.” The frost body made the gesture mimicking a sigh and began raining down flurries of punches upon Lei Tei.

Supreme Yin Martial Technique - Myriad Fangs of The Yin Serpent !

Lei Tei easily endured the attacks and launched one of his own.

This was no technique, no it was something greater.

With lightning crackling in his right hand Lei Tei quickly delivered a punch straight to the chest of The Frost Body.

BOOM !

The entire earth shook as, although the Frost Body had quickly disintegrated, the force of the attack hadn’t stopped. As if possessed by Lei Gong himself, the force of the punch mixed with the lightning to create an enormous Lightning Qilin! Its form crackled with energy, each movement sending arcs of lightning dancing through the air.

RRRRUUUUUMMMMMBBBBLLLEE

A deep, resonant hum reverberated through the air, growing louder and more powerful.

GRRRRAAAAAAAOOOOOOOMMMMM

The roar rose to a thunderous crescendo, a blend of booming bass and melodic overtones that echoed across the landscape.

HAAAAAAAARRRRRRRMMMMMMMM

Harmonious high notes intertwined with the powerful rumble, creating a symphony of majestic and ethereal sound. The dark sky scattered as the roar of the mighty Qilin even broke apart the clouds. Its eyes, glowing with an intense electric blue, looked towards Lei Tei.

“Oh Mighty Qilin! Imbue me with your power! Protect your remains, O mighty Myth!” Lei Tei roared as he kowtowed, his voice filled with both desperation and reverence.

The Qilin stayed still, its powerful form shimmering with energy, looking towards Lei Tei as if deciding its response. The air around them grew thick with anticipation, every creature in the vicinity holding its breath. Then, suddenly, another roar burst forth, this time colder and more chilling than the first.

CRRRRAAAAACKKKKLEEEE

From the shattered remnants of the Frost Body, a new form began to emerge. The temperature plummeted as an ethereal mist enveloped the area. The mist swirled and condensed, taking the shape of an enormous bird with feathers that glistened like crystal.

The Bingfeng, the Ice Phoenix, materialised with a blinding flash of light. Its body radiated a frosty glow, and its eyes were piercing ice-blue. Each flap of its massive wings sent a flurry of snowflakes cascading down, and its presence brought an eerie stillness to the battlefield.

SKREEEEEEEEE

The Bingfeng let out a piercing cry, a sound that cut through the air like a blade of ice. The ground beneath it froze instantly, and the very air seemed to crackle with cold energy. The Ice Phoenix hovered, its majestic form contrasting sharply with the electrifying presence of the Qilin.

“O Great Phoenix of The Eternal Frost ! I offer you The Spirit Qi of The Thunder Qilin !” Shen Mingcheng screamed.

SKREEEEEEEEE

The Bingfeng let out a cry of hostility towards it’s opponent, clearly provoking it.