Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 191: Nine Nether Sword Technique Fifth Form

Chapter 191: Chapter 191: Nine Nether Sword Technique Fifth Form

The giant fist, formed from black Demonic Qi, ferociously smashed into the midst of the Black-armored Flying Cavalry, like a fist plunging into a dense colony of ants. "Boom!"

"Ah!" Suddenly, cries of agony filled the field.

When the black giant fist lifted, it was stained with a vast expanse of fresh red blood. Beneath it, at the heart of the dense Black-armored Flying Cavalry, lay a large swath of mangled corpses—a harrowing sight.

Immediately after, the black giant fist continued to pummel downwards, "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Ah!" Life was as insignificant as ants. Two thousand Black-armored Flying Cavalry men, lacking the leadership of a strong commander, were annihilated by Long Ao’s black giant fist—the space was scattered with unrecognizable corpses. With his right palm facing that direction, Long Ao drew in a breath, and a vast tide of fresh red blood surged towards Long Ao like a raging flood.

"No!" Chen Gang let out a heart-wrenching scream of grief. His Martial Sect Realm younger brother, Chen Ran, had died, and his strongest combat force, the Black-armored Army, had been instantly wiped out by Long Ao. These were the resources he had been preparing to leverage during the world’s chaos, to contend with powerful rivals and establish his dominance. It was over, now all was lost!

Unable to withstand such a tremendous blow, Chen Gang fainted on the back of the black-winged fire ox beneath him.

With Chen Ran, a Martial Sect Realm expert, slain by Long Ao in a single stroke, and two thousand Black-armored Flying Cavalry easily destroyed, the various lords truly realized the horror of Long Ao. With such a force as Long Ao, who else could possibly be his opponent!

"You all, who else is hiding a powerful warrior? Now is not the time to hide. Call them out to battle Long Ao, or else we will all fall to his cruel hands!" a lord looked around and exclaimed.

"Yes, Marquis Wujiang is right. Everyone, if you have strong warriors, stop hiding them! Slaying a tyrant is the priority." Someone immediately chimed in.

At this moment, they looked at each other, wondering who else had the backbone to be as bold and confident as Chen Gang had been. But they found that everyone had become disheartened. Martial Sect powerhouses weren’t common as cabbages on the streets; for the Yunlai Empire to have produced a few was already a defiance of the heavens—how could they keep appearing one after another?

Suddenly, they all thought of one person, their gazes simultaneously shifting toward the distance. That evil demon, the undefeated legend of the Yunlai Empire, the most notorious of the Yunlai Empire. Since his debut, every powerful enemy he encountered was deemed certain to defeat him, all believing him to be doomed to die. Yet, he had time and time again done the unthinkable, pulling off earth-shattering feats and earning his name as the evil demon.

Even the number one sect, Skywind Sect, had been destroyed by him, and the rumor was that the Sect Master, Fengg Qianyu, was a Two-star Martial Sect.

The battle between Shi Feng and Shi Xuan continued, but everyone noticed that Shi Xuan was becoming increasingly weary and strained, signs of an impending defeat were appearing. In contrast, Shi Feng seemed to gain more energy as he fought. Then, to everyone’s amazement, they saw a flash of white light on Shi Feng as he advanced.

"He! He actually advanced during the battle!" someone shouted in surprise, unable to contain their astonishment.

"This demon! He truly is a peerless demon! Perhaps only he truly has a chance to fight against the tyrant."

"Have you guys noticed that in the fight between Shi Feng and Shi Xuan, Shi Xuan is the one constantly changing his movement techniques to attack, while Shi Feng’s body has been firmly standing on Shi Jintian without moving an inch?"

"That’s... true! And while fighting, he even advanced in level!"

Earlier, when the Beiling King’s army of twenty thousand was annihilated by Long Ao, Shi Feng, with his keen sense of the Power of Death and Soul Power, had already absorbed both the Power of Death and Soul Power. Then came the Power of Death and Soul Power from the Beiling King, followed by the Power of Death and Soul Power of the Martial Sect Realm expert Chen Ran, and finally the two thousand Black-armored Flying Cavalry. This series of energy absorption allowed Shi Feng’s Martial Arts Cultivation to advance by one star, achieving the rank of a Two-star Martial Sovereign.

Because of the absorbing of so much energy, Shi Feng’s energy grew more and more abundant as he fought Shi Xuan, and under Shi Feng’s assault, Shi Xuan began to show signs of defeat, his strength apparently waning.

Underneath Shi Feng’s feet, the Blood-colored Fire Man that was Shi Jintian had stopped screaming. It was unclear whether he was already dead or had simply been tortured to the point of no longer having any strength left to even let out a scream.

At this moment, Shi Feng lifted his right foot that was stepping on Shi Jintian’s back, and then, with a swift motion, he ferociously stomped down towards Shi Jintian’s head!

"No!" Seeing Shi Feng’s action, Shi Xuan cried out in anguish. His spear danced fiercely, suddenly intensifying his offensive against Shi Feng, and the spear shadows once again swept towards Shi Feng like a violent storm. The fatigue that had shown earlier seemed to have momentarily vanished.

"Hmph! This young master intends to trample this beast to death with one foot," Shi Feng said disdainfully, "and you think you can stop me?" As he spoke, he thrust out his sword, the white sword shadows blocking Shi Xuan’s assault while he continued to step down hard on Shi Jintian’s head.

"Boom!" With a stomp, a blood-red fiery head burst beneath Shi Feng’s foot, instantly getting crushed and extinguished. A figure of blood-red flames remained, now without a head, leaving just a headless fiery torso.

"Ah! No! Father! Father! Aaaaahhh!" Shi Xuan howled like a madman. At the age of four, he had left his parents to learn martial arts in the mountains for eight years, never once seeing them during that time. Eight years later, upon his return, he finally reunited with his long-missed parents, enjoying the joy of family. Shi Xuan felt that the time spent with his parents was the happiest, most blissful moment of his life.

But now his beloved father, right before his own eyes, was being trampled to death by this demon. Shi Xuan’s heart felt as if it were being sliced apart; it was as if the entire sky had fallen. His hair disheveled, his entire being plunged into madness, like a lunatic, he tightened his grip on his silver spear and with all his might, he brought the spear down towards Shi Feng, the spear shimmering with the phantom image of a silver dragon, the angry dragon’s roar shaking the heavens and the earth.

Beneath Shi Feng’s foot, the flame that was Shi Jintian’s head extinguished as the fire rapidly curled back into Shi Feng’s own body. King of the South, Shi Jintian, a Five-star Martial Sovereign Realm expert, had now completely vanished from this world.

As Shi Xuan lunged with his spear, Shi Feng coldly scoffed, "Considering your current state filled with flaws, you still dare to resist me? I’ve trampled that beast Shi Jintian to death, and now I’ll send you to join him."

As he spoke, Shi Feng uttered a low shout, "Nine Nether Sword Technique, Fifth Move, Phantom Sword!" The moment his words fell, Shi Feng’s white Bloodthirsty Sword parried the onslaught from Shi Xuan’s spear. Simultaneously, three cold, white figures of Shi Feng appeared to the left, right, and behind him, each holding a white long sword, and all three swords violently slashed towards Shi Xuan at once.

"Clang!" The Bloodthirsty Sword collided with the silver dragon spear shadow, blocking Shi Xuan’s smashing attack, while the other three phantom images of Shi Feng slashed at Shi Xuan’s body fiercely.

(Chapter 189: The Victor is Evident. If you can’t read normally, add QQ: 280793601)