Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 21: Slaughter Feast

Chapter 21: Chapter 21: Slaughter Feast

"Blood-colored Skeleton!" Shi Feng gazed intently, his heart quaking, sensing an enormous oppressive force from this blood-colored skeleton as if a heavy mountain were bearing down on him.

This person must have been an absolute powerhouse in life, though it was unknown why he had fallen in such a place.

The skeleton emitted a flickering blood light; if an Alchemy Master were to refine it, it would definitely be a top-notch Artifact Refining material.

As Shi Feng was thinking this, the blood-colored skeleton within the golden light suddenly burst apart, breaking into pieces with sounds like popping beans.

Then, the entire golden light, like a meat grinder, wildly rotated the exploded fragments of the blood-colored skeleton, stirring them around.

It did not last long before Shi Feng saw specks of blood-colored powder sprinkling towards the ground, and afterward, only a blood-red liquid flowed within the golden light.

The Source of All Things had actually refined out the marrow of the blood-colored skeleton!

Did the Source of All Things intend to absorb this marrow?

As Shi Feng pondered this while looking at the blood-colored marrow in the golden beam, unexpectedly, the beam rotated and shot toward him, enveloping him in an instant.

And the blood-colored marrow within the beam rushed towards him swiftly, his body soon enveloped by the blood-colored marrow.

Shi Feng distinctly felt the flesh and marrow seeping through the pores of his skin, burrowing into his flesh.

"Ah!" He howled, and at that moment, Shi Feng felt a pain in his bones as if blades were etching across them.

"Ha ha, good!" Shi Feng, knowing the intent of the Source of All Things, laughed out loud despite the intense pain within him, for the Source of All Things was helping him to transform his bones. The skeleton must have been dead for many years, yet it remained immortal and still emitted a flickering blood light—it was truly extraordinary.

If his whole skeleton were cleansed by the blood-colored marrow and he fully absorbed it, it would definitely become much tougher.

"You’re still somewhat kind-hearted!" Shi Feng gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, and spoke to the Source of All Things, "Ah!" Shi Feng again could not withhold the severe pain and howled in agony, a pain that penetrated deep into his marrow.

"Ah!" Shi Feng could not recall how many times he had screamed out like this, nor how much time had passed. The intense pain made his face turn ghastly pale and covered in cold sweat, his body continuously convulsing. Even with his resolute will, he passed out from pain several times, only to be awakened by it again.

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"Huff huff... huff huff..." Shi Feng lay sprawling on the ground, apparently gasping for breath, looking as if he was about to die, "Finally... it’s over." The pain made even speaking tremble.

At this time, the golden beam that had been shining on him had also been retracted. Shi Feng inspected his physical body internally—his bones had turned blood-red, even emitting a flickering blood light. With a slight movement of his body, noises of "pili pala" akin to popping beans resounded throughout.

With a carp flip, Shi Feng sprang to his feet and clenched his right fist, throwing a punch forward!

"Whoosh!" As the fist moved, a slight sonic boom was produced due to the friction with the air, the fist stopping in the Void. Shi Feng nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, my originally feeble body which hadn’t yet undergone Body Refinement, now when I punch, possesses the strength of a One-star Martial Master."

"In the days to follow, before the Dantian is repaired, I will start the Body Refinement, and with the Great Success of the Nine Nether Body, I, with the Power of Physical Body, can sweep across the desolate wastes."

"Having acquired strong power, the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures will naturally become trivial." Having said this, Shi Feng cast his gaze toward another Light Pillar, within which the Blood Sword kept violently colliding.

Shi Feng walked over and stood outside the beam of light, speaking to the Blood Sword within: "Since you possess spirit, I believe you can understand my intentions. Today, let me subdue you and continue to create glory with you."

As he spoke, he extended his right hand rapidly into the golden beam of light and grabbed the hilt of the Blood Sword.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a thunderous noise erupted in Shi Feng’s mind as if lightning had exploded therein, and a blood-red world instantaneously appeared in his mind.

The sky was red, and so was the earth, everything enveloped in a blood-red hue.

Corpses were strewn all over the ground, stretching endlessly for miles around.

And these corpses all had the same feature: all had become shriveled and wrinkled, as if they were mummies drained of moisture.

Apart from the blood-red color, the world was also filled with the aura of death.

A tall, burly figure hovered in mid-air—that was a naked man, his body covered in strange, curved, blood-colored runes that looked sinister.

The man’s face was cold, his blood-colored long hair danced wildly in the storm, his eyes emitted a blood-red ghostly light as he stared ahead, his mouth coldly spat out one word: "Kill!"

With a swing of the Blood-colored Longsword, space itself was cleaved apart, and black spatial fissures spread endlessly into the void.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Suddenly, from the black spatial fissures, screams rose and fell, limbs and severed heads rained down like a storm onto the earth.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!" Chants of slaughter continuously erupted from the man’s mouth, the Blood-colored Longsword wildly danced in the void, black spatial fissures kept appearing, and the agonizing screams reverberated between heaven and earth—it was a feast of slaughter, and the sky was raining a "Corpse Rain."

Even Shi Feng began to immerse himself in this slaughter, as if killing had turned into a kind of enjoyment.

"Not good!" Shi Feng suddenly came to his senses and yelled: "Guard your mind!"

"Boom!" The blood-colored world in his mind collapsed violently, and Shi Feng returned to reality.

"Damn! That was close! I almost lost my mind and became a demon of slaughter." Looking at the Blood Sword in his hand, Shi Feng still felt a lingering fear, having almost succumbed to temptation just a moment ago.

At this moment, the golden beam of light had disappeared, the Source of All Things had vanished, and Dark Evil had retreated underground, leaving only Shi Feng with the Blood Sword in his hand in the entire passageway.

"The figure I saw earlier, what kind of existence was that? To cleave through space with a swing of the sword, crossing endless voids, killing enemies miles away—could that be the power of a Divine Realm Expert?" Shi Feng remembered the shocking scene that had emerged in his mind.

Among the corpses that fell from the spatial fissures, there were even many bodies of Martial Emperor strongmen.

Who exactly was that person? What kind of era was that?