Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 81 Demon Wolf Roar

Chapter 81: Chapter 81 Demon Wolf Roar

The more powerful the Martial Skill, the greater the strength consumption, just like when Shi Feng had barely managed to execute the Nine Nether Four Extremes Seal to kill Hai Batian, his Dantian ran dry of Nine Nether Power and could not sustain it, further injuring himself, as he had to stimulate his body with Essence Blood.

As a result, he was left covered in wounds, his Dantian half shattered.

The flames of the Sacred Flame that Shi Feng ignited were powerful, but the consumption of strength was also enormous.

"Kid, there are two guys coming over there, and by the look of them, they seem to have a grudge against you!" the Sacred Flame said.

"One-star Martial King and Three-star Martial King, huh! They think the old man’s strength is exhausted and want to rob amid a fire? In the old man’s hand, there is a group of living strength!" Shi Feng snorted coldly, and suddenly, in his left hand, Jin Lin let out a heart-wrenching howl.

All the blood inside Jin Lin’s body flowed backward to his head, then erupted from his seven orifices and converged toward Shi Feng’s palm, where Shi Feng absorbed it.

Jin Lin’s body, like a deflated tire, rapidly withered away, turning into a century-old mummy before Shi Feng devoured his Soul Power and the Power of Death; then he tossed him aside as if discarding trash.

After devouring the entire body’s blood and the Power of Death of a Three-star Martial King, Shi Feng’s exhausted strength was instantly replenished, even his Cultivation Level grew a little bit.

"Boom!" Shi Feng stamped down forcefully, instantly crushing the head of the Golden Eagle beneath his foot, devoured the Power of Death, and burst forth with his body, wielding the Blood Sword, charging toward the oncoming Hee Long and Weiy Han. "Dare to covet the old man’s things, then die!"

"Vice Commander, something’s not right, his momentum seems to have completely changed! His strength is on the rise! We might be in danger," Weiy Han, running beside Hee Long with an ice-blue long spear, suddenly said aloud.

"Kill! No matter who he is, whatever his Martial Arts Cultivation, even if he’s the Heavenly King’s old man, I must kill him to avenge Xuan’er!" Hee Long, wielding a Black Iron Double-Handed Great Sword, said viciously through clenched teeth.

"Something’s wrong, this feeling is..." Running, Weiy Han suddenly slowed his pace as a premonition of danger, a warning of an impending threat, arose in his heart.

This feeling was innate to Weiy Han, and because of it, time and again, he had turned misfortune into fortune in times of crisis. Everyone said Weiy Han was a Prophet; in fact, no one knew that Weiy Han was born with the ability to sense danger, not even the Commander Hee Long.

Back when the Demon Wolf Mercenary Group was battling their sworn enemy, the Heavenly Stone Mercenary Group, it was this premonition that led the Demon Wolf Mercenary Group to avoid dangerous situations time and again, ultimately annihilating the Heavenly Stone Mercenary Group. Due to this merit, Weiy Han secured his position as the Vice Commander of the Demon Wolf Mercenary Group.

At this moment, this sense of danger was exceptionally intense. Having spent so many years with Hee Long, Weiy Han naturally understood Hee Long’s temperament and the importance of his son Hee Xuan to him. Just now, his warning of danger had fallen on deaf ears as Hee Long was completely blinded by hatred, and would not listen to reason. Weiy Han knew that anything further he said would be the same.

Right now, for Hee Long, the man in front of him was the murderer of his son, and he was eager to tear him to pieces. He didn’t even notice that Weiy Han, who had just been running beside him, had not caught up; seeing his son’s killer approaching, Hee Long raised his Black Iron Double-Handed Great Sword, with a ten-meter-long black sword light extending from the Great Sword, and following Hee Long’s movement, as if spanning the sky, the black long sword slashed down upon Shi Feng’s head.

"Hmph! Such strength, such poor Martial Skill, you dare show it off to embarrass yourself," Shi Feng snorted coldly. With a thrust of his sword into the void, a similarly snowy white sword light emerged; the sword light swept through, and the black sword light Hee Long had slashed down was immediately shattered.

"Scum! Give me your life! I will use your head to honor my son, Xuan!" Hee Long let out a thunderous roar, then transformed into a massive black Demon Wolf phantom, opening its maw wide. A strong Sound Wave blasted from its jaws toward Shi Feng, rippling the air within dozens of meters like intense water waves.

Demon Wolf Roar, one of Hee Long’s signature Martial Skills!

When a Martial King roared, Sound Waves killed Living Beings!

With a thought, Shi Feng activated the Nine Nether Technique, his whole body lighting up with a ghostly white brilliance. He directly used the Nine Nether Power to resist the Sound Wave.

Then he stomped on the ground with his right foot and, facing the intense Sound Wave, shot forward like a bolt of white lightning, darting past the massive Demon Wolf phantom in the blink of an eye.

Time seemed to freeze in that moment. The onlookers of this battle only saw Shi Feng becoming a white light, passing by Hee Long’s transformation like lightning, and what exactly happened in that instant, whether there was a clash or not, no one could tell.

After coming to a stop, Shi Feng spun the Blood-colored Longsword in his fingers before placing it into his Storage Ring.

On the other side, the immense Demon Wolf phantom shattered like glass, revealing Hee Long’s large and burly figure.

Hee Long’s eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief, when a crisp ’snap’ sounded. The Black Iron Double-Handed Great Sword he tightly gripped suddenly broke. Immediately after, a gush of fresh red blood sprayed from his neck, as if a blood vessel had burst.

Ultimately, amid a series of shocked stares from the Demon Wolf Mercenary Group, Hee Long’s towering figure slowly collapsed to the ground.

Hee Long was dead! The leader of the largest Mercenary Group in Demon Beast City, a Martial King Realm powerhouse, had died just like that!

One by one, the members of the Demon Wolf Mercenary Group seemed unable to believe what they saw was real. In their eyes, Hee Long was like a king. This man, who had led the Demon Wolf Mercenary Group to its strongest era and became a revered figure in Demon Beast City, was killed by a youth.

As their gazes returned to that young figure, they saw Hee Long’s blood, as though drawn by a force, gushing towards him. The moment it touched his body, it was immediately absorbed, leaving his white robe without a single stain of blood. When they looked back at Hee Long’s body, it seemed as though it had been completely drained of moisture, shriveled up like a mummified corpse.

After devouring Hee Long’s Power of Death and Soul Power, a flash of white light suddenly enveloped Shi Feng, advancing him to a Six-star Martial Spirit.

Having killed Jin Lin and devoured the Power of Death from the Golden Eagle, and after emerging from the Green Poison Swamp cave to this place, having slain many demon beasts along the way, now after devouring Hee Long’s blood and Power of Death, he finally moved up a stage.

The further he got, the more energy Shi Feng felt was needed for advancement.

Turning around slowly, Shi Feng looked down contemptuously at Hee Long’s shriveled corpse and said, "I thought you were somebody important. Turns out you’re just the father of that short-lived ghost, Xuan."

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