Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 720 - 708: The Magnificent Yue Shaochong!

Chapter 720: Chapter 708: The Magnificent Yue Shaochong!

Yang Xin’s right hand, which was covered with black hair, extended his Sword Finger toward Shi Feng’s Dantian.

At this moment, a cold smile hooked at the corners of Yang Xin’s mouth. Soon, he would witness the birth of a cripple!

Yet Yue Shaochong’s face was filled with anxiety. He didn’t understand why—the powerful Shi Feng had just stood before him, but now he seemed to have frozen in place. He didn’t counterattack, nor did he dodge or retreat, allowing that genius youth Yang Xin to target his Dantian.

To the person concerned, Shi Feng, who was about to become a cripple in the eyes of Yang Xin, remained indifferent, as if the Dantian being targeted by Yang Xin’s Sword Finger was not his own.

At that instant, Yang Xin’s Sword Finger fiercely jabbed into Shi Feng’s abdomen, and at that very moment, Yang Xin’s sneer, and Yue Shaochong’s anxiety, all intensified!

"His Dantian has been hit!"

But in that moment, the color drained from Yang Xin’s face as he suddenly felt a cold, sinister, and powerful force that sent chills to his heart. This unexpected surge of energy, entering his Sword Finger, far surpassed his own level of strength.

"This! This power!" In the face of that overwhelming force, Yang Xin’s complexion turned deathly pale, and his body began to tremble.

Above the Sword Finger, a crimson flame suddenly ignited!

Shi Feng’s Dantian, fused with the Sacred Flame, now contained an Eight-star Saint Grade Heavenly Fire. For a mere Two-star Martial Venerable to dream of breaking it was sheer fantasy!

Not only did Yang Xin fail to break Shi Feng’s Dantian, but he also suffered the burning of the intense Blood-colored Blaze. His two Sword Fingers were swiftly reduced to nothingness!

"My fingers! My fingers!" Yang Xin’s eyes bulged with disbelief as he looked at his right hand, now with only three fingers left, and let out an incredulous roar of anger!

"What’s going on! How can this be!" Caught off-guard by the sudden turn of events, Yang Xin was for a moment unable to accept or react, as if trapped in a dream.

At that time, from within Shi Feng’s abdomen’s Dantian, a tiny blood-red serpent of fire suddenly shot out, opening its maw as it flew toward Yang Xin’s abdomen to bite and gnaw at him!

Before Yang Xin could react, the Blood-colored Blaze serpent violently entered his abdomen. Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, like that of a fish bladder being stepped on and bursting!

Yang Xin’s eyes were still wide with astonishment, and he looked down at his abdomen in a daze. Then, with a sudden realization, he let out an agonized scream that was hard to accept, his voice cracking with strain, "No! No! No! My Dantian, my Dantian, it’s destroyed!"

"What’s going on! What’s happened! My Dantian is shattered! Shattered! Shattered!" Yang Xin might have somewhat accepted the burning of two fingers, but the destruction of his Dantian meant he would become a complete cripple.

This was something that he, who had always been called a genius and was naturally arrogant, couldn’t possibly accept.

At this moment, Yang Xin appeared to instantly lose his mind.

"Retribution, ah, retribution, hahaha, retribution!" Hearing Yang Xin’s Dantian was shattered and his wails of anguish, and seeing him behave like a mad dog, Yue Shaochong laughed heartily with gratification.

"Hahaha! Hahahaha! You’ve met your match today! Little Shi Feng, you’re truly formidable. You can burn off a finger and shatter a dantian without lifting a finger!"

With Yang Xin’s dantian shattered and reduced to a true cripple, Yue Shaochong felt no further scruples toward him and burst into laughter in front of him!

"You! You piece of trash, dare to mock me!"

Hearing Yue Shaochong’s mockery, this waste in his eyes, a mere three-star Martial Ancestor Realm, dared to laugh at him as a cripple. Yang Xin suddenly raised his head with a fierce and hideous expression; at that moment, he was like a mad dog, howling at Yue Shaochong!

"Hmph, nothing but a broken mad dog!" Yue Shaochong coldly snorted at Yang Xin with disdain.

"You! Asking for death! Ah!" Yang Xin let out a furious roar that could pierce the heavens and immediately tried to summon his strength, wanting to savagely kill Yue Shaochong, to pulverize him to dust.

But just then, Yang Xin suddenly discovered that there was absolutely no strength in his body he could use!

"My dantian! My dantian! My dantian!" Yang Xin howled in disbelief once again. Then he fiercely turned his head, his hideous face resembling that of a monster wishing to swallow Shi Feng whole, and he once again screamed at the top of his lungs:

"It was you! It was you, this trash! A mere one-star Martial King Realm piece of trash had the audacity to crush my dantian! Damn it! You truly deserve to die! This piece of trash, you dare to ruin my dantian! You will not die well, I will not let you go! I want you to die a most miserable death! Ah!"

"It seems this trash has completely lost his mind, failing to recognize the reality of his situation, failing still to see who the real piece of trash is." Looking at the crazed Yang Xin, Yue Shaochong spoke to Shi Feng, his voice rich with mockery.

"Ah!" Yang Xin howled frantically, his large hands covered in black fur stretching out towards Shi Feng, as if he wanted to tear Shi Feng apart.

"Presumptuous! A cripple who still lacks the awareness of being a cripple, and yet acts so ferociously!" Seeing Yang Xin’s actions, Yue Shaochong immediately shouted in anger. Then, he reached out his right hand and, moving faster than Yang Xin’s own hands, slapped him across the face.

With a crisp "bang", Yang Xin was sent flying by Yue Shaochong’s harsh slap, hitting the ground with a "smack" and kicking up a great cloud of dust!

"Exhilarating, truly exhilarating! So this is the delightful feeling of slapping a genius, a Martial Venerable Realm powerhouse, into the air! Haha, hahahahaha!"

At this moment, Yue Shaochong laughed carefreely; the young prodigy Yang Xin, once an unattainably superior being greatly admired by him. To have slapped him away was unthinkable for the former Yue Shaochong.

But now, it was done, effortlessly done. In an instant, Yue Shaochong felt a boundless pride, filled with a sense that he could slap away all the powerful beings in the world.

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough! Cough cough!" Amongst the dust, Yang Xin was choking and coughing violently; lying on the ground, his hair was disheveled, blood on the corner of his mouth, especially the left cheek where a vivid handprint stood out starkly, looking utterly wretched.

Yang Xin no longer had the lofty, haughty appearance of the skilled young prodigy.

Then, Yang Xin’s trembling body, lying on the ground, slowly propped up his upper body.

In this moment, it was Yue Shaochong who looked down upon Yang Xin, who in his eyes seemed like a feeble being struggling in his last throes.