Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 34: Dark Evil Speaks

Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Dark Evil Speaks

Feeling the new power within him, Shi Feng still shook his head dissatisfiedly, "No, it’s still too slow and too weak. Right now, the power of one punch is at best that of a Five-star Martial Master."

Within the time it took for three sticks of incense to burn, Shi Feng’s physical body strength had increased from that of a One-star Martial Master to a Five-star. If anyone knew, they would see it as a mythic speed in their eyes, but the blood, sweat, and inhuman torment he endured, only Shi Feng himself knew clearly. It was akin to playing with his life, a slip up would send him straight to the Netherworld.

"Tomorrow, once Long Chen sets up the sixty-five times gravity, I must reach the Martial Spirit Realm in physical body strength; otherwise, it will be too late." Shi Feng was aware of the urgency of time; in two days, two people from the Skywind Sect would come to destroy him. To not be destroyed, he must use overpowering strength to obliterate them.

"Hm? That sensation again!" Suddenly, Shi Feng once again experienced that extremely uncomfortable sensation.

"Get the hell out!" Shi Feng turned around, his back against a large tree, and yelled at the jungle. This unbearable person, whether they were Long Chen’s people or not, he must put an end to them. Anyone slightly detrimental to him, he would completely annihilate.

The mountain forest was deadly silent, not a trace of movement, but that extremely uncomfortable feeling persisted for Shi Feng.

However, Shi Feng did not relax his vigilance for even a moment, still sensing every little movement of the grass and trees around him.

"In the future, I should also cultivate my soul. As long as the Soul Power is strong enough, nothing within a certain range can hide from me." Shi Feng thought to himself that cultivating Soul Power was always the most challenging. It couldn’t be achieved overnight, so for the current situation, he still focused on the enhancement of his strength.

"Hmph! Finally can’t help but make a move, huh!" Shi Feng snorted coldly as he moved swiftly, dashing to the right.

"Boom!" Suddenly a loud bang erupted, Shi Feng darted about seven or eight meters away and turned around quickly, only to see the large tree he had been leaning on split into two and "Boom! Boom!" it fell in response.

Shi Feng saw, not far behind where the large tree had stood, a figure standing, giving off a hair-raising eerie laugh in the darkness, "Hehe... Hehe..."

Seeing that figure, Shi Feng’s eyes widened instantly and he shouted, "Li Ru? No! What exactly are you?"

"Hehe... Hehe..." Li Ru held a pitch-black pig-killing knife, laughing sinisterly at Shi Feng, from whom he sensed a mysterious and bizarre power.

"Dinner should know its place and act accordingly. It’s not for you to know the name of one such as I, Hehehe..." Li Ru let out a grating, sharp, and hoarse strange noise. As she spoke, she lifted the pig-killing knife in her hand and slashed fiercely at Shi Feng.

A huge Sword Shadow instantly formed in the night sky, chopping down directly towards Shi Feng’s head.

"The power of the Mid-stage Martial Spirit?" Shi Feng felt the power on the Sword Shadow; this strike had at least the strength of a Five-star Martial Spirit. "Hmph! So what!" Shi Feng let out a cold snort as he employed his movement technique, kicked off the ground, and rapidly dodged to the left.

During the evasion, Shi Feng quickly uttered a low cry, "Dark Evil!"

"Boom!" As his words fell, from beneath Li Ru, a vicious Earth Stab suddenly burst from the soil, stabbing straight upwards.

And just then, Shi Feng discovered that the vicious Earth Stabs had spiked more than five meters high, yet they carried not even a shadow. It was at that very moment, Li Ru had suddenly disappeared.

"Not good!" Shi Feng, who was in the middle of dodging, cursed internally, sensing danger in his heart.

A dark edge gleamed within the nocturnal forest. Shi Feng looked up to see Li Ru inverted above him in the void, holding a pig-killing knife in both hands, stabbing directly downward at him. Suddenly, a barrage of Sword Shadows poured down like a violent storm, densely packed and enveloping Shi Feng, sealing off every avenue of escape.

"Damn it! Courting death!" Shi Feng let out a low shout. A blood-colored longsword appeared in his hand; as white Nine Nether Power surged into it, the longsword was tinted with a ghostly white hue. Shi Feng thrust his sword towards the heavens.

A fierce streak of White Sword Qi shot out from Shi Feng’s thrust, piercing through the Sword Shadows, heading straight for Li Ru above.

Meanwhile, a white figure emerged from the ground beside Shi Feng, leaping automatically above his head and throwing a punch to block the barrage of Sword Shadows falling upon them.

Shi Feng’s eyes widened, and he swiftly yelled, "Dark Evil! Foolish!" Shi Feng couldn’t understand why, this time he hadn’t given Dark Evil any orders, yet it had leaped above his head on its own, shielding him from the attack.

From his previous understanding of Dark Evil, this Absolute Evil Corpse was indeed different from the Yin Corpses he had seen before. Other bodies turned into Yin Corpses after mutating underground, marking the start of a new life, a new consciousness. Dark Evil, however, seemed to still retain memories of its past life, albeit vague.

But Shi Feng still couldn’t comprehend why Dark Evil would block the attack for him without his command. Even if it had regained its past memories and its will had become clear, he and Dark Evil didn’t share a deep bond.

He had always treated it just like a weapon imbued with Dark Evil energy, like a mere sword.

"Screech!" A piercing and harsh scream echoed through the night sky, sounding as awful as the cry of a mouse set ablaze.

"You ants dare to hurt me! You vile woman, how dare you defy my will, seeking death! Aaaah, you ants! I will return!" The shrill and unpleasant voice roared angrily as Li Ru’s figure vanished into the night sky.

Dark Evil, however, remained silent. Despite dispersing countless Sword Shadows with a punch, its physical body still bore the onslaught of the dense Sword Shadows, its body quickly showing the marks of slashes and even its arms were severed, sent flying away.

Everything happened too swiftly, not even giving Shi Feng the chance to react. He could only watch as Dark Evil fell to the ground, collapsing right at his feet.

"This...why did you have to do this," Shi Feng murmured, looking down at Dark Evil. It was as if he was speaking to himself, yet also addressing Dark Evil: "Do you realize how great a loss it would be for me if you were to perish?"

The barrage of Sword Shadows had just fallen, multiple attacks from a Five-star Martial Master. If Shi Feng were to use his techniques to block them, he would inevitably pay a steep price. After blocking, the Battle Power he’d have left would be unable to withstand the next wave of the enemy’s attacks.

So, Shi Feng had instead chosen to injure his opponent, bearing the brunt of the Sword Shadows that followed.

Yet he hadn’t anticipated Dark Evil spontaneously leaping from the ground to protect its master, ending up badly wounded with both arms destroyed, lying on the ground, barely alive. Shi Feng felt a pang of sorrow looking at the wreckage.

"Great... Emperor..." Dark Evil looked at Shi Feng weakly, managing to gasp out the three words in a broken voice.