Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 680 - 668 Ten Thousand Evil Sky Serpent

Chapter 680: Chapter 668 Ten Thousand Evil Sky Serpent

Undying Mountain, Yin Corpses dance chaotically!

When Evil Emperor Mo Yan saw the dancing Yin Corpse Group below, he remembered Luo Qingchuan’s identity and recalled a person famous throughout the Tianheng Continent, he quickly felt his liver and gallbladder shatter with fear and a strong desire to retreat surged within him!

This place, I must leave it now!

However, just at this moment, when Evil Emperor tried to fly upwards, he suddenly felt a Formless Power blocking his path!

When he struck towards the Formless Power with a palm, the formless space rippled, and from the spot hit by his fist, a stream of black Aura of Death emerged like black smoke.

"Aura of Death! The smell of death! It’s really the Death Emperor!" When Mo Yan saw the black Aura of Death emerging from the air, fear filled his entire body!

The black Aura of Death indicated that the Death Emperor had arrived! Moreover, the Death Emperor had used his power to seal this space!

"No! No! Run! I must escape! Otherwise, it’s all over!" Mo Yan, filled with fear, recalled that terrifying figure in his mind and frantically began punching and hitting the void, hoping to blast open a path of escape.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Series of explosive sounds, like thunder, continuously resonated in the void.

However, each time Mo Yan struck, the space rippled and black Aura of Death emerged, but no matter how he struck, he could not break through the Formless Space blocking his path.

"What is this scoundrel doing!" Among those below in the Luo Family Martial Artists, hearing the great commotion above, they shifted their gaze from the dancing Yin Corpse Group to the sky above. The Luo Family’s young girl, seeing Mo Yan hitting the void, her little face full of surprise and confusion, spoke incomprehensibly.

Luo Family’s Second Elder, Luo Qingming, looking at the Yin Corpse Group and sensing the changes in the world around and then looking at Mo Yan striking the void, spaces rippling and black Aura of Death emerging, suddenly realized something and exclaimed loudly:

"Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses! The world we are in has been laid out with the Death Emperor’s Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses! There’s no mistake, I was fortunate enough to have seen it once, it is indeed the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses!"

"What!" Hearing Luo Qingming’s words, the Luo Family Members all showed shocked expressions, as being Luo Family Members, their Family Head Luo Qingchuan’s great elder brother, the Death Emperor Lingg Yefeng, renowned throughout the Tianheng Continent; they naturally knew his Ultimate Skill was the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses!

Next, the Luo Family Members’ gazes shifted, looking towards a young man in white robes not far from them, now surrounded by dancing Yin Corpses.

"Those Yin Corpses are his doing; then that means, he laid the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses!" Luo Family’s talented youth Luo Chen, spoke, full of shock.

Not only does he know the Luo Family’s Destruction Fist, cultivating Destruction Fist to perfection, but he also knows the Death Emperor’s ultimate skill, the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses!

"Who exactly is this person!" Second Elder Luo Mingming, looking at the young man, then turned back to ask the Luo Family Martial Artists.

One by one, the young Luo Family Martial Artists shook their heads, indicating they did not know. At this time, Luo Chen spoke to Luo Qingming, "Second Elder, he said he has connections with Uncle Qingchuan, he came looking for Uncle Qingchuan.

Initially, we fought with him; not only does he know our Luo Family’s Destruction Fist, but his cultivation in Destruction Fist surpasses mine, it can be said, he has reached the Peak Realm!"

"What! He knows our Luo Family’s Destruction Fist!" Hearing Luo Chen’s words, Luo Qingming and the Luo Family Martial Artists let out another cry of surprise!

"This man, harbors ulterior motives towards our Undying Mountain. Our Luo Family Destruction Fist must have been stolen by him. And not only did he steal our Luo Family’s Destruction Fist, but he also stole the Death Emperor’s ultimate skill, the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses! Such a person is truly detestable!"

Luo Hao, a young member of the Luo Family, still harbored resentment from Shi Feng’s previous lessons.

"Luo Hao, you must not speak nonsense!" Luo Chen, hearing Luo Hao’s words, hastily scolded him.

This younger brother was narrow-minded, something Luo Chen knew all too well.

With the kind of Destruction Fist that person had used, how could it possibly be something he learned secretly!

"But, brother..." Hearing Luo Chen’s scolding, Luo Hao wanted to argue further, but Luo Chen immediately interrupted him, "You should stop talking, lest you make a big mistake!"

As Luo Chen spoke, a pair of invisible cold lights shot from his eyes. Sensing Luo Chen’s chilling aura, Luo Hao quickly held his tongue! However, his gaze turned once more to the white figure, filled with hatred!

"All right, scum! Stop wasting your effort. Today, you are undoubtedly going to die!" Just then, amidst the flying Yin Corpse Group, a serene young voice sounded, echoing throughout the heaven and earth.

"A young voice? It doesn’t seem like the Death Emperor!" Above, Mo Yan, who was still fiercely bombarding, paused his assault, lowered his head, and looked down at the midst of the Yin Corpse Group to see a young white figure.

"Is it you who’s speaking?" Mo Yan, staring at the white figure, his face showing surprise, asked.

However, Mo Yan’s gaze was searching, looking for the horrifying figure in his mind.

"It’s me!" Shi Feng responded.

"You? Was it you who set up this Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses?" Mo Yan asked again.

"Yes, it was me!" Shi Feng answered indifferently.

"It’s you! It’s you!" Hearing Shi Feng’s response, Mo Yan murmured to himself. Then, feeling a weight lifted off his shoulders, his demonic face broke into laughter:

"Ha ha, I thought it was the Death Emperor himself! I didn’t expect it to be just you, a little kid! You really scared me to death!" At that moment, Mo Yan felt as if he had regained his life.

"If I’m not mistaken, you are a disciple of the Death Emperor, right?"

"Don’t concern yourself with who I am. Just know that today, you’re definitely going to die!" Shi Feng retorted coldly.

"Oh?" Upon hearing Shi Feng’s words, Mo Yan let out a light "Oh," his demonic face revealing a playful smile:

"If it were the Death Emperor himself, I would have exploded my Dantian and committed suicide by now! But with just an Eight-star Martial Saint Realm kid like you, I do want to see whether your Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses can trap me, let alone kill me!"

While Mo Yan spoke, his palm was already surging with evil energy, following which he ferociously slapped downwards: "Ten Thousand Evil Sky Serpent!"

Suddenly, a black serpent appeared in the void below Mo Yan, as if countless black serpents were emerging from the void, then thousands upon thousands of densely packed black serpents, like a violent storm, swiftly plummeted downwards.

Each black serpent contained the powerful Force of Martial Emperor!

"Heh heh heh! I, the Emperor, shall first annihilate these Yin Corpses of yours and see how this little brat can still be arrogant and insolent!"