txolops Chapter 23 A Gale of Suppression
Chapter 23 A Gale of Suppression
Chu Yunfei raised his magic sword high, its blade pulsating with spiritual energy, about to pierce the Black Scale Demon King's massive head.
The two guardians kept their divine senses completely locked on the demon king's corpse, fearing that there might be some remaining danger.
In that instant, Huang Chen, who was pressed against the shadow of the rock wall, flashed a fierce light in his eyes, and the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl he was holding in his palm suddenly dimmed.
The invisible force field that had enveloped the entire platform collapsed instantly.
The force field shrank so quickly that it contracted to within three feet of Huang Chen. The terrifying gale that had been blocked from the outside was now unstoppable, and like a long-suppressed raging dragon, it rushed in wildly.
"Whoosh—Boom!"
The howling wind ripped through the deathly silence at the bottom of the canyon.
"Not good!" Old Sun was the first to react, his face changing drastically.
But they had no time to make any defensive moves; the pitch-black gale, like countless invisible blades, brutally tore at their bodies.
"Snap!"
The protective aura surrounding the two guardians couldn't even last a moment, shattering like fragile glass.
"Ah!" A heart-wrenching scream echoed across the platform.
Old Li was closest to the eye of the storm, and his robes were instantly torn to shreds.
The flesh and blood of half of his body were shaved away layer by layer by the gale, revealing the stark white bones.
Chu Yunfei was also stunned by this sudden change. His "Primordial Chaos Shield" erupted with dazzling golden light, resisting the erosion of the gale. The surface of the shield twisted violently, emitting a creaking sound as it struggled to bear the weight.
"Protect the young master!" Old Sun shouted hoarsely, his head held high, as he shielded himself with a tattered shield.
late.
At the same moment the gale swept in, the dormant blood and qi within Huang Chen's body erupted like a volcano.
The Ancient Body Forging Sutra was running wildly, and the Elementary Witch Clan Battle Body was fully activated.
On his bare upper body, strange dark gold patterns quickly appeared, spreading to his neck and cheeks.
The bones crackled and popped, the muscles bulged, brimming with explosive power.
Taking advantage of the surging wind, Huang Chen broke the sound barrier, leaving no afterimage in the air, only a muffled explosion.
As Elder Li was desperately channeling his spiritual power to resist the fierce wind, he caught a glimpse of a dark golden streak of light approaching out of the corner of his eye.
"Bang!"
Huang Chen's right fist slammed solidly into Old Li's chest.
The fragile physical bodies of Core Formation cultivators are like paper in front of the Witch Clan's battle physique.
The violent force of the punch pierced through Old Li's chest cavity, and shattered ribs mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out from his back, scattering all over the ground.
Old Li's eyes widened, and his scream abruptly stopped.
The corpse was swept up by the gale and instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist.
"Old Li!" Old Sun's eyes widened in fury.
He turned his head sharply, staring intently at the dark golden figure bathed in blood rain.
"You brat, you're asking for death!" Old Sun roared, spitting out his natal flying sword, which transformed into a dazzling white streak, heading straight for Huang Chen's face.
Huang Chen activated the Wind-Fixing Pearl in his palm once more.
The raging winds around them suddenly stopped, forming a strange vortex of force. Old Master Sun's natal flying sword pierced into the vortex, its speed drastically reduced, and the sword trembled violently, as if it had sunk into a quagmire.
Huang Chen suddenly pulled his right arm back, and the raging blood and qi within his body surged like a river, frantically converging towards his fist. On his thick arm, dark golden witch clan secret patterns twisted and moved like living things. In the next instant, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and with a terrifying, destructive fist power, he slammed his fist hard against the white sword blade without any fancy moves!
"Clang—Boom!"
The deafening clang of metal clashing resounded across the platform like a great bell, and the violent shockwaves transformed into tangible air currents that swept outwards, instantly crushing the hard rock layers of the ground into spiderweb-like cracks.
The natal flying sword, capable of cutting through iron like mud, was violently bent by Huang Chen's bare hands, which were like those of a savage beast, emitting an extremely piercing and mournful cry. The brilliant white light attached to the sword collapsed and dissipated like ice being smashed by a hammer. The sword's spiritual light completely dimmed, and like a piece of scrap iron devoid of its spirit, it spun miserably and flew backward, embedding itself heavily in the distant rock wall.
When his natal magic weapon was severely damaged, Elder Sun, whose mind was connected to it, was struck as if by a thunderbolt. His eyes bulged out, and his originally rosy face turned ashen. He threw his head back and spat out a mouthful of thick blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs. His powerful aura as a Core Formation cultivator collapsed like a punctured husk, and he instantly became extremely weak. His legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground.
"Who...who are you?" Chu Yunfei finally came to his senses, his eyes filled with horror as he looked at the one guardian who had died instantly and the other who was seriously injured.
On the outskirts of these Hundred Thousand Mountains, someone actually dared to kill members of the Xuan Tian Sect?
Huang Chen didn't waste any words. He stomped his foot and sprang up again, rushing straight at Chu Yunfei.
"Get out of my way!" Chu Yunfei was shocked and furious, and he crushed a jade talisman.
A terrifying bolt of lightning erupted from the jade talisman, transforming into a thick lightning serpent that roared as it charged towards Huang Chen. This was a life-saving trump card bestowed upon him by his grandfather, its power comparable to an attack from a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
Huang Chen sensed the destructive power contained within the Razer Serpent, but he did not retreat.
If Chu Yunfei takes a step back, he might be able to catch his breath and unleash even more magical treasures.
"kill!"
Huang Chen let out a low roar, and the blood and qi within his body burned wildly. The dark golden patterns burst forth with dazzling light, enveloping his entire body.
"Boom!"
A violent bolt of lightning engulfed Huang Chen. Blinding flashes of electricity illuminated the entire bottom of the canyon, and the surrounding rocks melted instantly under the intense heat.
Chu Yunfei gasped for breath, staring intently at the center of the lightning.
"Dead, huh? A mere rogue cultivator dared to withstand a blow from a Nascent Soul cultivator..."
Before the words were finished, an arm covered in dark gold patterns and charred black and smoking tore through the lightning.
Huang Chen's figure rushed out, his left arm was blasted to a bloody mess by the lightning, even revealing the dark gold bone, but his speed did not slow down at all.
"Impossible!" Chu Yunfei screamed, his voice distorted with extreme fear. In a panic, he summoned his gleaming magic sword, desperately channeling his spiritual power into it, and slashed at Huang Chen.
Huang Chen neither dodged nor evaded, but swung his left arm sharply, directly using his bloodied and mangled arm to withstand the incoming magic sword.
"Clang—Squeak—"
A sickening metallic scraping sound rang out.
The sharp magic sword sliced through Huang Chen's flesh, but got stuck in his dark golden bones, unable to advance any further.
Sparks flew everywhere.
Chu Yunfei gripped the sword with both hands and pressed down desperately, but it felt as if he had struck a ten-thousand-year-old black iron mountain.
In that moment of stunned silence, Huang Chen's right fist, carrying overwhelming power, slammed into the "Primordial Chaos Shield".
"Snap!"
The Hunyuan Shield, which was said to be able to withstand a full-force attack from a Core Formation stage cultivator, shattered after only half a breath against the terrifying physical strength of the Wu Clan's battle physique.
The force of the punches remained undiminished.
"puff!"
Huang Chen's right fist pierced through Chu Yunfei's chest without any resistance.
Chu Yunfei lowered his head, staring blankly at the arm that pierced through his chest.
Blood dripped down Huang Chen's arm and hit the rocks.
"You... my grandfather is... the Xuan Tian Sect..." Chu Yunfei gushed blood from his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment and fear.
"Noisy." Huang Chen coldly uttered two words, his arm suddenly jerking.
A violent surge of blood energy erupted within Chu Yunfei's body, instantly turning his heart and internal organs into a bloody pulp.
The light in Chu Yunfei's eyes quickly faded, and his head drooped limply.
[Ding! Detected that the host has killed Chu Yunfei, a core disciple of the Xuantian Sect. This person carries a large amount of human resentment and blood, and his sins are heinous.]
[Mission complete! Their lifespan has been stripped and converted into karma points.]
[Gained Karma Points: 20000!]
Huang Chen pulled his arm out and shook off the blood.
Chu Yunfei's body lay limply on the ground.
Nearby, the seriously injured Old Sun was terrified when he saw this scene.
"Young Master!" Old Master Sun let out a desperate wail.
Chu Yunfei is dead. Even if he manages to return alive, the elders of the Xuantian Sect will extract his soul and refine his spirit.
"I'll fight you to the death!" Old Sun's eyes were bloodshot as he recklessly burned his essence and blood, wanting to self-destruct his golden core.
Huang Chen lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his figure appeared in front of Elder Sun like a ghost.
The muscles in his right arm bulged high like a coiled dragon, and his five fingers were pressed together like knives. He delivered a sharp chop to Old Sun's neck.
"Snap!"
With a chilling, bone-cracking sound, the last protective essence of the Core Formation cultivator shattered like paper under this attack. The violent, pure physical power directly crushed the hard cervical vertebrae, forcefully severing the destructive energy within Elder Sun's body that was about to self-destruct.
Under the crushing force of absolute violence, Old Sun's head, still bearing traces of madness and despair, was forcibly cleaved from his torso by this terrifying brute force, shooting into the sky with a spray of warm blood, and tumbling miserably in mid-air.
Having lost control of its head, the self-destructing spiritual energy instantly dissipated. The shriveled, headless corpse stiffened abruptly, and a fountain erupted from its smooth neck, spurting a column of crimson blood several feet high, which rained down like blood. Then, as if all life had been drained from it, the corpse fell straight forward, crashing heavily onto the cold rock with a dull thud.
The bottom of the canyon returned to deathly silence, with only the howling of the fierce winds raging around.
Huang Chen exhaled a long breath, the dark golden patterns slowly fading away, and a strong sense of exhaustion washed over him. A piercing pain shot through the wound on his left arm, the power of lightning still raging at the wound, preventing his body from healing itself.
He gritted his teeth, took out a Xuan Tian Sect Small Rejuvenation Pill from his storage bag, and stuffed it into his mouth.
The pill melted upon entering his mouth, transforming into a warm current that surged into his left arm, barely suppressing the injury.
Huang Chen walked to the corpses of Chu Yunfei and the two protectors and skillfully removed the storage bags from their waists.
Huang Chen put away all three storage bags, then activated the Wind-Fixing Pearl again, expanding the force field to a range of three zhang.
Braving the raging winds, they retraced their steps and struggled to climb upwards into the canyon.
Half an hour later, Huang Chen climbed out of the canyon and returned to the dense forest on the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains.
It had gotten completely dark.
The dense canopy of trees blocked out the starlight, and it was pitch black all around.
Occasionally, a few chilling roars of beasts could be heard from afar.
Huang Chen found a secluded tree hole, crawled inside, blocked the entrance with a few stones, leaned against the damp wooden wall of the hole, and gasped for breath.
The wound on his left arm was still bleeding, and the power of the thunder was still damaging his meridians.
Huang Chen closed his eyes, mobilized the qi and blood in his body, and began to gradually erode the remaining power of thunder.