Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 26: A Sword Thrust into the Void

Chapter 26: Chapter 26: A Sword Thrust into the Void

The obstruction was shattered, and the Big Palm Print continued its descent unabated, pressing down toward Shi Feng.

At this moment, Shi Feng finally made his move.

Employing his movement technique, he stomped on the ground with his right foot. This time, instead of being blown backward, Shi Feng shot forward like a cannonball toward the Handprint. The tremulous, ghostly white sword in his hand thrust at the palm of the Handprint, which had been previously attacked by Earth Stab and Dark Evil.

"Boom!" The sky thundered as if a storm had broken out.

Shi Feng’s actions had caused quite a stir, and many villagers of Xiuling Village had already taken notice.

"What... What is that?" A young man who had just returned from the fields looked up, dazed, at the enormous Handprint in the sky nearby. Feeling the oppressive power of the Handprint, he felt as insignificant as an ant, completely powerless.

"Is there a figure in the sky?" A brawny man carrying a hoe, who had heard the commotion and was rushing in that direction, saw a giant Handprint appearing in the sky. Following this, a figure also appeared in mid-air, but compared to the enormous Handprint, it seemed incredibly small.

"That person... looks like Shi Feng?" Many villagers looked up to the sky, where they saw a young man wielding a ghostly white long sword, stabbing at the enormous Handprint.

Under the young man’s sword, thunderous explosions echoed through the sky, and in the villagers’ view, the great Handprint suddenly shattered into pieces under his single strike, and then dispersed like mist, leaving no trace behind.

Now in the sky, only the young man with the sword remained, his long hair fluttering as though a peerless Sword God had descended. His body quickly fell toward the ground, but the scene that had just unfolded deeply shocked the hearts of the villagers of Xiuling Village.

"I really didn’t see it wrong; that person is indeed Shi Feng from the Shi Family," exclaimed a villager, overwhelmed by the scene.

"I get it now; a demon wanted to invade our village and destroy our home, and Shi Feng alone defeated the demon and protected our home." Tianheng Continent is a world filled with bizarre creatures, demons, and real tales of heroes.

And since they had always lived ordinary, peaceful lives, never having seen a true Martial Arts expert in action, witnessing Shi Feng defeat what seemed like an evil force poised to destroy their village naturally made them think of the heroes from those legends.

"I understand now; Shi Feng is an Emissary of the Heavenly God, who bestowed upon him great power to protect our village from evil," a villager began to speculate imaginatively.

"No wonder Shi Feng suddenly became different from before. He defeated the six brawny men in the village effortlessly; it turns out it was the power given by the Heavenly God," another person chimed in.

"If Shi Feng is indeed the Emissary of the Heavenly God, then why did he fight with our villagers last night? I heard he even hit the village chief," someone questioned.

"That’s because they desecrated the Emissary of the Heavenly God," a slow-speaking elderly man with a walking stick responded. He slowly looked up, squinting towards the sky where Shi Feng had appeared, giving off the impression that he could actually see the Heavenly God, and continued, "They slandered the Emissary, accusing him of stealing someone else’s horse. That’s a desecration of the Emissary, and if I’m not mistaken, that horse was also blessed by the great Heavenly God to the Emissary. Not only did they desecrate the Emissary, they also desecrated the divine horse and deserve to be punished."

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At this moment, Shi Feng, unaware that the villagers had fantasized him as the Divine Emissary protecting the village, touched down on the ground only to find that Yang Zhong had already disappeared.

However, this was within Shi Feng’s expectations, having executed martial skills that transcended the limits of physical strength twice. If the soul residing within Yang Zhong didn’t leave now, it would never be able to leave.

However, having just executed the Nine Nether Sword Technique, Shi Feng had now drained all the Nine Nether Power within his body.

The Big Palm Print from the Void earlier was equivalent to a full-strength strike from a Six-star Martial Spirit. Shi Feng countered it using the Power of Earth, the inherent power of the Dark Evil’s Spirit Realm, and all the Nine Nether Power within him to deploy the Nine Nether Sword Technique, finally adding the strength matching that of a martial master’s physical body to block it.

It was only a block, after all!

Had he encountered a genuine Six-star Martial Spirit today, after blocking a single strike with every ounce of his power, he would inevitably become vulnerable prey.

On the other hand, although Yang Zhong had fled, Li Ru was still there. Just moments ago, under the immense pressure exuded by Yang Zhong, Li Ru couldn’t resist at all. She was kneeling on the ground, her face pale and her body trembling incessantly.

"Shi... Shi Feng... save... save me..." Li Ru pleaded, looking helplessly at Shi Feng as her voice trembled continuously.

She didn’t understand what was happening to her. She felt completely out of control, as if her body wasn’t hers to command.

"It’ll pass soon. At worst, you’ll be paralyzed from now on," Shi Feng said nonchalantly, glancing briefly at Li Ru and speaking with an indifferent demeanor.

Shi Feng felt no sympathy for this woman. How dare she involve her man to move against him, only to end up in this state due to her man’s influence. This was a result of her own making.

He had spared her life, which was already a magnanimous gift. Killing a woman like her would be no different from squashing an ant, and Shi Feng didn’t wish to dirty his hands.

Having said that, Shi Feng disregarded her helpless gaze and pitiful appearance, lifted his feet, and walked straight toward his home. Ling’er was waiting for him to come home to eat chicken legs.

Li Ru stared in disbelief as the merciless figure gradually disappeared from her sight, completely vanishing from her vision.

"Shi... Shi Feng..."

Li Ru couldn’t comprehend why that figure was leaving her at this moment. Hadn’t he said he liked her? Wasn’t this the best opportunity to show it?

Li Ru felt utterly helpless and innocent.

She believed herself to be the victim. She had been deceived by Yang Zhong; she had also heard the sound he emitted earlier—it was nothing more than the voice of an old man on the verge of death.

Li Ru was convinced that a demon or ghost, coveting her beauty, had taken the form of the young man Yang Zhong to bewitch her.

Yet Shi Feng had clearly driven away the demon and rescued her from the demon’s clutches. She couldn’t understand why Shi Feng had just left her. If he had stayed to take care of and comfort her, she might have given him a chance.

Li Ru didn’t know why, but since the moment Shi Feng had grabbed Yang Zhong’s fist, and then leapt into the air wielding his sword to battle the demon, his image had lingered constantly in her mind, refusing to leave.

Gradually, Li Ru found that her body stopped trembling and she could move freely again. She stood up from the ground, but still couldn’t erase that image from her mind.

"Shi Feng, I must find Shi Feng. I have to tell him that I have fallen in love with him."