Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 273: Eighty Times Gravity

Chapter 273: Chapter 273: Eighty Times Gravity

"Not only Yang Zhong but also on the treetop of a Blood Tree not far from him, there was a one-armed young man with a Black Iron Greatsword on his back and wearing black samurai garb. He too glared hatefully at the dark figure on the giant’s shoulder. Both had already reached an agreement with this person to exterminate Shi Feng together—he absolutely must not be allowed to live."

"As for any fondness for giants, Shi Feng really had none at the moment. He was already walking on the edge of danger. Discovering the secret of the Stele would be uneventful, but if he couldn’t, the next moment would involve facing the giant’s furious onslaught."

"As Shi Feng ran upward, suddenly, he felt his entire body tighten—a powerful gravity promptly pressed down from above. At this position, he was already under thirty times the normal gravity."

"However, thirty times was still within Shi Feng’s acceptable range. But just then, thirty times instantly passed, and forty times the gravity weighed on Shi Feng, gradually bending his body downward."

"Look! The Black-clothed Death God!" The Martial Artists, with their superior eyesight, surpassed ordinary people. At that moment, a Martial Artist seeing Shi Feng’s body bending down, declared with schadenfreude, "Haha, that’s right, that’s right—the higher up this mountain, the stronger the gravity will be! This guy must be under at least thirty times the gravity by now, huh! Thirty times, and maybe forty, fifty, sixty times further up! Huh, let’s see how long he can hold out!"

"Crush him! Crush him!" said a Martial Artist enviously, who had seen the giant’s favor towards Shi Feng.

"Crush him!" Even Yang Zhong clenched his fist and cursed.

"Be careful!" Princess Zi Yun also noticed Shi Feng’s condition. For some reason, she started to worry about this young man she hadn’t known for long. Then, Princess Zi Yun asked herself, "Could it be that I really have feelings for him... this... this can’t be... he is a man after all..."

Under forty times the gravity, Shi Feng’s bent body soon straightened once again, but then fifty times the gravity quickly emerged. Shi Feng’s mouth was filled with Pills to restore Primordial Power, almost used up, he quickly swallowed the Pills.

Blood-colored Flames started to blaze over his body, operating the Nine Nether Power to resist the oppressive gravity. Immediateley after, Shi Feng also wore the Blood-colored Battle Armor he had acquired at the underground plaza for defense.

"That Battle Armor!" When Shi Feng wore the Blood-colored Battle Armor, the young man with the Black Iron Greatsword immediately showed a ferocious expression. The Battle Armor, initially his, resulted in him losing a hand without owning it, leaving his left hand empty now!

"Ah!" Enraged, the Big Sword Young Man roared towards the sky like a wild beast, the roar echoing through heaven and earth.

"Huh? What are you howling about!" All of a sudden, atop another Blood Tree not far from the Big Sword Young Man, a Martial Artist, already jealous of Shi Feng gaining the giant’s favor, heard the sudden loud shout and said irritably as if the other had gone mad.

"Hm!" Hearing that, the Big Sword Young Man angrily turned his eyes, glaring like a Fierce Beast at that young Martial Artist.

Being stared down with wrath, the Martial Artist instantly felt a chill in his heart, but soon he thought to himself, "We are both in the Martial Master Realm, why should I be afraid of you!" With that thought, the young Martial Artist disdainfully said, "What? You can’t accept it?"

The Big Sword Young Man quickly leaped toward the top of the Blood Tree where the young Martial Artist was. At the same time, with a "clang," his Black Iron Greatsword was already unsheathed. Gripping it tightly in his right hand, he raised it high above towards the young Martial Artist and suddenly slashed down!

"F*ck! Mad dog!" Seeing the Black Iron Greatsword slashing down, the young Martial Artist cursed loudly, and immediately, a long sword appeared in his hand. Utilizing all his Primordial Power, a dazzling white light flashed on the long sword, horizontally positioned above his head, blocking the descending Black Iron Greatsword.

"Die!" The Big Sword Young Man roared angrily. The Black Iron Greatsword fiercely slashed toward the long sword, flashing white light. Right after, a "clang" sound was heard, and under the astonished face of the young Martial Artist, the long sword broke in response, as the Black Iron Greatsword gradually loomed larger in his eyes, chopping towards his face.

"No!" A reluctant, terrified cry echoed as a Martial Artist was cleaved into two by the Black Iron Greatsword. Blood red blood violently splattered, and the two halves of the body fell to the ground.

"Ah!" Some nearby Martial Artists saw someone suddenly erupting with murder here, and the Big Sword Young Man now had a fierce face smeared with fresh blood, looking like an Evil Ghost. They quickly leaped off the Blood Tree and fled to a nearby place, escaping from this evil person.

At this moment, Shi Feng felt the pressure of sixty times gravity on his body. Originally, with his current strength, under sixty times gravity, his body was almost pressed down, but with the Blood-colored Flame protecting him and the Blood-colored Battle Armor on his body, the situation had somewhat improved, but he still felt extremely strenuous.

Next came seventy times the gravity. Shi Feng estimated that if he reached the mountaintop at this current rate, the gravity could reach a hundred times. A hundred times the gravity, damn it!

If his Realm had not been suppressed, let alone a hundred times, even two hundred times the gravity, with his Fifth-stage Physical Strength and One-star Martial Sect Realm, he could have endured even two hundred times the gravity, but now...

In an instant, the giant took Shi Feng into the eighty times gravity zone. Shi Feng’s body, transformed into Blood-colored Flame, was heavily pressed down, looking like a hunchbacked Blood-colored Fire Man. Inside the Blood Flame, Shi Feng’s face had turned fiercely twisted. He clenched his fists tightly and was still standing firm, his body beginning to tremble slightly. The Pills he had just put in his mouth to recover Primordial Power were also being swallowed one after another by Shi Feng.

Eighty times the gravity had already put Shi Feng in such a state, but what awaited him next would be ninety times, and even a hundred times the gravity.

"Ah!" Shi Feng let out a violent roar. The young face within the Blood-colored Flame was full of defiance. Then, biting his teeth tightly, he pushed his bent body upward, "Eighty times gravity! What can eighty times gravity do! I have Blood Flame protecting me, and the Blood-colored Battle Armor on my body, this eighty times gravity can’t take my life, ah!"

Teeth tightly clenched, fists tightly gripped, body trembling, with a roar, Shi Feng forcibly straightened his body, which had been bent by the eighty times gravity.

"Little Human Clan, are you alright?" At this moment, the giant running noticed something was wrong, stopped his running steps, and asked Shi Feng with a thunderous voice. Shi Feng was his hope, forcing him to be concerned.

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