Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 18 The Seventh Disciple of Emperor Nine Nether

Chapter 18: Chapter 18 The Seventh Disciple of Emperor Nine Nether

A streak of white clashed with a streak of blue, the two formidable Sword Qi’s collided with a thunderous boom. In an instant, the violent energy exploded from the point of collision, wreaking havoc in all directions. The crowd watching the battle quickly retreated backward in panic.

But those who were too close couldn’t escape in time, "Ah! Ah!" screams echoed continuously one after another.

The citizens of Moon City were mostly ordinary people and low-level Martial Artists, unable to withstand the might of the Martial Spirit-level energy.

A number of civilians were instantly engulfed by the raging power, their bodies bursting apart.

Several Martial Disciples tried to resist by circulating their Primordial Power, but they too were swallowed by the ferocious energy, leaving behind only their screams of agony.

Across from the Hai Family, less than a hundred meters away, stood a white-robed young man and an elder beside an open wooden window on the second floor of a restaurant.

The white-robed young man appeared to be in his twenties, fanning himself with a paper fan, handsome and elegant, with a dashing and graceful demeanor.

The elder had a head full of white hair and an imposing face. He too wore a white robe, but his presence felt immovable as a mountain.

His Cultivation Level was immeasurable!

"This young man indeed possesses a talent you rarely see in this world!" The elder said as he looked out towards the battlefield in front of the Hai Family.

Upon hearing the elder’s words, the young man turned his attention toward the elder and said, "Master, even you think so highly of him?"

"Chen’er, you have followed me over the years and only learned the ways of power and strategy; you know little about Martial Arts. This youth is a rare talent indeed. If you could bring him under your command, he might become a great asset in your struggle for the throne," the elder spoke.

The white-robed youth was none other than Long Chen, the Fourth Prince of the Yunlai Empire, and the elder was one of the top ten powerhouses of the Yunlai Empire, the current State Preceptor, Nalan Yuan.

"Oh?" Long Chen’s eyes sparkled after hearing Nalan Yuan’s words, then he said, "Why don’t you take him as your disciple, Master? I think if he knew it was you, he would definitely be very willing."

Unexpectedly, Nalan Yuan shook his head, "I would like to, but unfortunately, he already has his own sect inheritance."

"That’s not a problem," Long Chen said nonchalantly, "If you were willing to accept him, would he refuse to change sects? In the Yunlai Empire, I don’t think anyone could resist such a temptation."

"Heh heh," Nalan Yuan laughed, his laughter tinged with self-mockery, "Chen’er, remember that there is always someone better out there. If you knew about this youth’s sect inheritance, you wouldn’t be saying that."

"Oh? Is his sect even more formidable than yours, Master?" Long Chen still appeared unconvinced.

Among the Yunlai Empire’s top ten powerhouses, although there had been no actual competition, the voices were loudest for the Sect Master of the Skywind Sect, Feng Qianyu, and the State Preceptor Nalan Yuan as number one.

"If I’m not mistaken, the Primordial Power he used to execute his Martial Skills is the supremely yin and cold Nine Nether Power. His inheritance comes from Emperor Nine Nether!"

Upon hearing the name mentioned by Nalan Yuan, Long Chen, who usually had little expression and had become unflappable after many years of power struggles, suddenly trembled in shock and exclaimed, "Emperor Nine Nether... Wasn’t it said that he perished in Demon Ridge fifteen years ago? And this youth is only about fifteen or sixteen years old, how can this be possible!"

Even after fifteen years, the name of Emperor Nine Nether was still vividly etched in people’s hearts.

"Back then, rumors were that Emperor Nine Nether perished in Demon Ridge under mysterious circumstances, which shocked the entire Tianheng Continent. However, the Great Emperor had taken in seven disciples before his demise," Nalan Yuan said.

"Death Emperor Ling Yefeng!"

"Emperor Xiaoyao, Mo Xiaoyao!"

"Heavenly Desolation City Lord, Leng Aoyue!"

"Undying Mountain’s Luo Qingchuan!"

"Saint Grade Alchemy Master, Xiao Tianyi!"

"Proud Sword Manor’s Yun Yimeng!"

"World’s No. One Pharmacist, Qin Rufan!"

One by one, these titles and names were respectfully spoken by Long Chen. These people were like divine spirits to them, any one of whom could easily wipe out his Yunlai Empire with a flick of their hand.

Nalan Yuan nodded silently, analyzing, "The Death Emperor is in Central State, both Heavenly Desolation City and Undying Mountain are in the North Domain, and Proud Sword Manor is located in the Western Region. These four dignitaries are tens of thousands of miles away from our Yunlai Empire."

Hearing Nalan Yuan’s words, Long Chen also nodded, adding his own analysis, "The only ones left are those three dignitaries whose whereabouts are always elusive, particularly Emperor Xiaoyao, who is rumored to have pursued freedom and leisure his entire life, traveling to famous rivers and historic sites all across Tianheng Continent. His footprints are everywhere, and it is said that someone once had the fortune to encounter the Emperor in a small, rundown city. Could it be..."

"My analysis is indeed no different from yours, Chen’er," Nalan Yuan affirmed with another nod.

"Hiss!" Long Chen inhaled sharply. If this youth truly was a disciple of Emperor Xiaoyao, then it would be an event that would shake the entire Eastern Domain. Not to mention recruiting him to help in his own fight for the throne, if this youth wanted to become the Emperor of the Yunlai Empire, even his Father Emperor would have to step down respectfully.

Could he dare to recruit such a person under his command?

"Hehe," Nalan Yuan, who was by his side, seemed to see through his thoughts, chuckled lightly and said, "I’m not actually telling you to truly recruit him under your command, but to pretend you do not know his identity and to accidentally reveal your status as a Prince in order to become friends with him. Remember, you must not let anyone see through your scheme, or else you will suffer the consequences."

"Disciple thanks Master for your guidance!" Long Chen bowed with a fist held to Nalan Yuan.

Shi Feng was still wandering between life and death at this moment, unaware that someone was secretly scheming against him.

Beneath the covering sky of spear shadows, Shi Feng lost count of which wave it was. If it weren’t for his mysterious movement technique and the help of Dark Evil in blocking, he might have already become a pool of flesh at the Hai Family’s doorstep.

Shi Feng moved, looking as if he were drunkenly staggering, but when the torrential spear shadows hit the ground, it turned out he was unharmed.

"You little bastard, I’ll see how you dodge this time!" A domineering shout came from above Shi Feng’s head as Hai Batian appeared in mid-air above Shi Feng, the Black Iron Xuan Spear trembled, and with another loud shout, "Mountain and Sea Shattering!"

Immediately, a brilliant blue light surged on the Black Iron Xuan Spear, and the sound of roaring waves echoed through the heavens and earth, pressing down upon Shi Feng.

Shi Feng instantly felt the might of surging waves. They came one after another, piling up layer upon layer. At this moment, he felt like a lonely boat amidst the raging waves, in danger of capsizing at any moment, about to be engulfed and ground into pieces by the waves.

"Hmph! You think I’m going to die just like that? I’ll break it and show you!" Shi Feng growled lowly. As he spoke, a vicious Earth Stab burst from the ground beside him, aiming at Hai Batian’s incomparably powerful shot.

"Hah!" Hai Batian let out an angered cold shout. The long spear, shimmering with deep blue light, collided with the Earth Stab, "Bang bang bang bang bang!" The Earth Stab shattered into pieces, with stones violently spraying everywhere.

But just as the Earth Stab was breaking in half, suddenly a fair fist appeared, punching violently towards the Black Iron Xuan Spear, specifically at the tip where the blue light was the brightest.

"Boom!" The sound of the energy collision resounded like an explosion in mid-air; shaking the remaining half of the Earth Stab completely apart, revealing Dark Evil in his Moon White Robe, violently shaken to the ground, crashing beside Shi Feng’s feet.

"Humph!" And in mid-air, a muffled grunt came. Hai Batian’s stalwart figure was shaken, forced to fly backward.