Saying thus, Yan Zhaoge’s figure abruptly flashed. Striding out, he was already before Xue Wuya!
Xue Wuya had already intuitively realised that something was wrong. However, as Yan Zhaoge moved now, he also didn’t dare to retreat. Only able to clench his fists and meet the battle, his fists punched out in unison towards Yan Zhaoge!
However, within the violent purplish-red blazing flames that was Yan Zhaoge’s illusory aura world, the lid of a furnace opened, and a massive ape punched out with its fist, its strength causing the heavens to roil and the earth to overturn!
The boundless sea of blood was forcibly ripped apart.
The next moment, before Xue Wuya’s eyes lit up numerous stars. Within the night sky, seven stars hung high overhead, worshipping the north.
Howling wildly, Xue Wuya drew on all of his strength to face Yan Zhaoge, the shattered sea of blood transforming into an all-encompassing blood rain that filled the entire sky, continuously descending as it merged with countless fist-shadows.
The boxing gloves on his hands, flickered with a strange spiritual light!
However, the Jade Dragon Sword within Yan Zhaoge’s hands roared, innumerable stars circulating alongside the changes in sword-intent as it seemed as though the orbits of the stars in the sky had truly shifted.
A jade-green river of stars descended from the heavens, keeping the fist-shadows of blood rain isolated on the outside, unable to draw close.
The river of stars streamed downward, directly piercing through Xue Wuya’s chest!
Xue Wuya opened his eyes wide, staring at Yan Zhaoge as he died with grievances.
Earlier, he had merely heard of Yan Zhaoge’s defeat of Liu Shengfeng and Xie Ziyi; having not seen them personally, he had no idea of the specifics as to what went on. He had completely not thought that Yan Zhaoge would actually be powerful to this extent, such that he was completely not his match!
Yan Zhaoge, however, didn’t place his attention on Xue Wuya.
Having already fallen, after Xue Wuya died, his corpse would automatically dissipate.
And the threads of blood connected to his back that stretched out into the dark fog also began to break apart, seeming as though they were right about to vanish.
Yan Zhaoge struck out with his sword once more.
Seven streaks of sword light locked in place those threads of blood that were about to be retracted into the black fog!
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 187: Forcing others to the dark side
HSSB187: Forcing others to the dark side
Yan Zhaoge’s sword-light locked in place those threads of blood that were about to be retracted into the black fog.
This way, the threads of blood did not dissipate, and Yan Zhaoge would be able to follow them to directly arrive at the core of the formation, not have to spend any more effort on continuing to play out the formation within his head as he sought it out.
Yan Zhaoge let out a slight breath of a relief. Only now did he pick up the pair of boxing gloves that remained on the floor following Xue Wuya’s death.
The blood red gloves now saw their colour gradually fade, revealing their original black colour.
Yan Zhaoge was slightly interested, “In that moment just now, this high-grade artifact actually temporarily possessed close to the power of a low-grade spirit artifact? Although it was temporary, and requires a long time to recover after the matter, it is a pretty interesting technique.”
A virtually solitary martial practitioner such as Xue Wuya, as a Martial Scholar, would find it very hard to get his hands on a spirit artifact even having joined the Decimating Abyss Organisation.
“The intelligence of others should not be underestimated ah; the time following the Great Calamity has also seen many capable talents, who’ve come up with quite a few good techniques,” Yan Zhaoge kept the boxing gloves, “Upon returning, I’ll research it a bit.”
Looking in the direction from which the threads of blood extended, he narrowed his eyes slightly, saying, “This major incident must first be settled.”
Yan Zhaoge proceeded along the thread of blood, red light that resembled lightning flashing every so often in the black fog before his eyes.
The ground beneath his feet began to heave up and down unstably, as if he were walking on waves.
Lowering his head, he could see innumerable complicated runes and sigils circulating about like flowing water.
Nearing the core of the formation, the spirit patterns here became more and more intricate, complicated and densely packed as they intermingled.
A powerful aura pulsed, surging ceaselessly.
That terrifying aura that bewitched one’s mind and caused one to feel afraid and lost also became denser and stronger, resembling a tangible, material entity as it seeped into the human body through every single pore, giving one a suffocating feeling.
Retracting his aura and stifling all sounds, as he proceeded onwards, Yan Zhaoge’s heart suddenly palpitated.
The entire devilish domain seemed to be trembling and quaking, as that terrifying aura abruptly skyrocketed!
Yan Zhaoge’s eyes turned severe, “This is the world barrier between the Nine Underworlds and the Eight Extremities World growing weaker and weaker, a gap in it sometimes visible whilst sometimes not, as a rift tunnel is truly soon going to be ripped out within!”
Although he was currently within the devilish domain, Yan Zhaoge could also feel that in and outside of the devilish domain, the clash between the martial practitioners of the various Sacred Grounds and the Decimating Abyss Organisation was also becoming more and more intense.
Soon, the Great Nine Underworlds Door would truly open.
Experts from the other Sacred Grounds aside from Turbid Wave Pavilion also arrived as reinforcements, and it gradually became hard for the Decimating Abyss martial practitioners to withstand them.
However, as the aura of the Nine Underworlds grew suddenly spiked, the fallen practitioners all vaguely had the momentum of a boat surging up on a high, constantly expanding tide!
Yan Zhaoge could especially clearly feel that the devilish formation at the bottom of Clear Concealed Lake, after having connected with the power of the Nine Underworlds, was also becoming more and more powerful.
Not only was the formation distorting space, opening the Great Nine Underworlds Door; as this devilish formation circulated, it was even beginning to switch from defence to offence, assisting the Decimating Abyss martial practitioners in suppressing the experts of the various Sacred Grounds!
Raising his head to look at the all-encompassing sky of black fog, Yan Zhaoge murmured to himself, “The backup plan has indeed also failed, with it now being time for a head-on fight. The Chief of Turbid Wave Pavilion’s reaction shouldn’t be slow, right?”
Of the current six great Sacred Grounds, Broad Creed Mountain and Infinite Boundless Mountain had Sacred Artifacts but lacked Martial Saints. Meanwhile, the other four Sacred Grounds all had Martial Saints sitting over them.
Turbid Wave Pavilion’s number one expert, their current Pavilion Lord, the Roiling Cloud Martial Saint, ‘Turbid Wave Roiling Cloud’ An Qinglin, was the sole female Martial Saint of the current Eight Extremities World, and thus the number one female expert of the current era.
Although Turbid Wave Pavilion was strictly neutral, not getting easily involved in outside matters, the lands of the Lake Domains were guarded by it like an iron barrel, with other powers also not able to easily encroach.
It was just this kind of formless, shapeless power of the Nine Underworlds’ Evil Devils that eroded people’s minds that could barely infiltrate.
However, such a major incident having occurred on the grounds of the Lake Domain, An Qinglin would not sit by doing nothing.
While it was a distance of five thousand kilometres, with a Martial Saint’s speed, rushing over here from Turbid Wave Pavilion, not all that much time would be required.
The only thing that worried Yan Zhaoge was that since the enemy already
knew their plans like the backs of their palms, they should also have counterplans for any follow up changes.
Yan Zhaoge didn’t know if the Decimating Abyss Organisation had a Martial Saint, or even an expert who could attain the level of a Martial Saint bolstered by the power of the domain of devilish qi.
However, he knew that if the enemy had planned beforehand for the Fire Devils at the East Sea to make use of this chance to create chaos, flanking them on both sides as they worked together simultaneously from the inside and the outside, let alone An Qinglin, even Jade Sea City’s City Lord, the Jade Sea Martial Saint Song Wuliang would have to keep a close eye on the situation on the sea, and would not have the time to hurry over here.
“That’s why I say that having spies, is truly something that gives one a headache.”
Rubbing his temple, Yan Zhaoge sighed, then continued forward.
Following the threads of blood, as Yan Zhaoge proceeded, he saw that through the black fog before him a bright light had actually begun vaguely shining.
As he progressed even further, the bright light became more and more piercing to the eye; red as blood, it appeared terrifying and mournful.
As Yan Zhaoge traversed the black fog, the scenery before him now instantly changed.
Enveloped by red light, that massive region was completely empty, with only a construct that resembled a tall tower standing erect at its centre.
That tall tower was completely gold in colour, yet emanated a blood red glow. Innumerable black spirit patterns were shining as they congregated in all directions, concentrated on that tall tower.
The black spirit patterns resembled numerous black chains as they tightly wrapped themselves around the tall tower.
Looking closely, Yan Zhaoge discovered that this golden tower, rising from the ground, seemed to still be gradually increasing in height.
The ground near the bottom of the tall tower flowed unceasingly, seeming as though it had a life of its own as mud clustered around the tower, helping it to add bricks and set tiles as its height increased endlessly.
At the peak of the golden tower, numerous streaks of red light shone, as they vaguely seemed to form a door!
This red door of light was projected on the ground before the tall tower.
What caused Yan Zhaoge to take notice was that the red door of light was currently shaking unceasingly in mid-air, trembling as it seemed as though it might open at any moment.
And on the ground before the tall tower, the projection of the red door of light was also trembling as if with excitement.
The space between the two doors continued to distort, causing the ground to also deform intensely.
It was as though something was about to tunnel up from beneath the ground, ripping apart a massive fissure and deep abyss.
Yan Zhaoge’s expression turned stern. The red door of light above the tall tower was the result of the formation, while its projection on the ground was the true Great Nine Underworlds Door that was about to open.
If that rift was truly opened, and transformed into something that truly existed in this physical plane, then the deep abyss below would lead, not to the underground of this Eight Extremities World, nor the mud and rocks of the bottom of Clear Concealed Lake.
But the Nine Underworlds of the legends!
Just by looking at this door, it was obvious that it was currently already in the midst of opening.
Yan Zhaoge’s gaze flickered as he saw that near the distorting projection of the red door of light, a few people were actually present.
One of them, was precisely the Liu Shengfeng who had previously met defeat at Yan Zhaoge’s hands!
At this moment, his pupils had yellowed as a red light shot out from within. Clearly, he had already been consumed by darkness and fallen to the dark side.
Beside Liu Shengfeng were two other martial practitioners, with the same slightly insane twisted smiles on their faces as him. They were similarly fallen practitioners.
Before the three of them, five people were lying limply on the ground, unable to move.
His gaze sweeping over them, Yan Zhaoge discovered that they were actually all people he knew.
Ye Zhongzhou, Ruan Ping, Li Jingwan, Xiao Yu, Zhang Yao.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 188: Cruel and Merciless
HSSB188: Cruel and Merciless
“Rip!”
Liu Shengfeng poked out with his finger.
A bloodied hole was instantly opened in Ye Zhongzhou’s arm.
“…” Ye Zhongzhou clenched his teeth, not uttering a sound, his eyes widened into circles as he stared angrily at Liu Shengfeng.
Liu Shengfeng smiled slightly, “A tough man, huh.”
Saying this, he tapped out with his finger once more. Heavily injured, Ye Zhongzhou was unable to evade it, able only to watch on helplessly as yet another bloodied hole was added to his arm.
Liu Shengfeng laughed rather maniacally , “I love torturing tough men the most; because they can generally can hold out longer, letting me play with them a few more times.”
Ye Zhongzhou let out a stifled snort, “Madman!”
He stared at Liu Shengfeng, “You torture me for the sake of making me fall into anger or despair, you want to make me hate you, you want to make me fall to the dark side just like you? Stop daydreaming!”
“I am indeed furious, and indeed hate not being able to kill the madman that you are, but I definitely won’t let these notions consume me, and become willing to be a devil just like you are!”
Liu Shengfeng said like it was nothing, “You are the one who shouldn’t daydream. You were originally already not my match, and now that you are heavily injured, how can you kill me?”
He smiled like he was playing a prank, “If you fall, your strength will increase, and you might even break through to the late Xiantian stage. Only then would you possess the qualifications to battle me.”
“Also, at the same time that you fall, you will obtain a chance for all of your injuries to completely heal. Look at me, originally having been beaten by Yan Zhaoge to the point of my Divine Mountain Tyrannical Body being forcibly terminated, with injuries serious to the point that I almost couldn’t even crawl up.”
“Under such circumstances, transforming into a devil, allowing devilish qi to refine and reforge my body, my injuries immediately healed, even allowing me to easily fight against the five of you simultaneously.”
Laughing, Liu Shengfeng once again pointed out with his finger, his aura-qi once again piercing a hole through Ye Zhongzhou’s arm, “My intentions are good. I’m giving you a chance to rise once again where you fell.”
Ye Zhongzhou’s forehead dripped incessantly with cold sweat as he clenched his teeth, completely ignoring Liu Shengfeng’s words.
Liu Shengfeng was also not in a rush, all smiles as he looked at Ruan Ping on the other side, “Turbid Wave Pavilion’s Junior Brother Ruan. Having been received by you a few days ago, I am truly grateful, and it is only right that I give you a return gift.”
Saying thus, pointing, a bloodied hole also appeared on Ruan Ping’s arm.
Ruan Ping let out a muffled groan, twisting his head to the side as he ignored Liu Shengfeng’s words.
Liu Shengfeng was also not in a rush as he laughed, “Actually, if the two of you both fall and join hands, perhaps you can even match me in battle; why not consider it for a bit?”
From the side, the two other fallen practitioners looked on at this in amusement.
Ruan Ping remained indifferent as he did not speak, while Ye Zhongzhou laughed coldly, “Dream on!”
Looking first at Ye Zhongzhou, then at Ruan Ping, the corners of Liu Shengfeng’s mouth revealed a cold and wicked smile.
Getting up, he moved away as he said carelessly, “Forget it, it’s fine. I, have never liked forcing people anyway.”
Saying thus, he moved over to Li Jingwan and Zhang Yao’s side.
Ye Zhongzhou’s face changed, “Liu Shengfeng, wha
t’re you doing?”
Liu Shengfeng said gleefully, “Nothing. I’m just greeting these two young Junior Sisters, as we get to know each other.”
Smiling, he squatted down before Li Jingwan and Zhang Yao. The two were still able to retain their calm, as Li Jingwan tightly pursed her lips while Zhang Yao clenched her teeth, closing her eyes.
Liu Shengfeng looked at them somewhat interestedly. As his gaze fell on Li Jingwan, he pointed out.
Li Jingwan’s shoulder instantly had a bloodied hole added to it.
The female disciple of Jade Sea City let out a pained groan. However, her gaze was still without fear as she who looked refined actually had a rather tough side to her.
Glaring angrily at Liu Shengfeng for a moment, Li Jingwan then abruptly shut her eyes, an abnormal redness surfacing on her face.
Her heavily injured body suddenly erupted with a powerful aura-qi!
“Activating the Heaven Flooding Tide under such circumstances; are you thinking to end yourself?” Liu Shengfeng was somewhat taken aback before he chuckled, quickly pressuring down with a palm to disperse Li Jingwan’s agglomerated aura-qi, “Sadly, the difference in strength between us is too great, and you are also heavily injured. In front of me now, it would be hard for you to die even if you wanted to.”
Li Jingwan opened her eyes, looking furiously at Liu Shengfeng.
Coming in front of her, Liu Shengfeng laughed, “After falling, your injuries will heal. If you want to commit suicide immediately then, perhaps I wouldn’t be in time to stop it.”
After looking furiously at Liu Shengfeng for a moment, Li Jingwan closed her eyes once more, still not speaking a word.
The smile on Liu Shengfeng’s face vanished, “Perhaps Junior Sister Li doesn’t understand me very well. I, rather fear death.”
“Therefore, to those people who view death as returning home, I feel especially a bit of…haha, not respect, but hatred.”
Saying thus, Liu Shengfeng pointed, and a haze of blood instantly erupted from one of Li Jingwan’s legs, paining her till her face turned pale as a sheet, “Therefore, I just love torturing those who don’t fear death. I have countless methods to make them feel worse than if they were dead, letting them know that not fearing death, is actually also nothing really worth mentioning.”
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