Read Novel Full Chapter 207: Only Nine Left
Chapter 207: Only Nine Left
Silence reigned, an eerie stillness enveloping the Hell Valley where the peaks blazed crimson and the ground lay damp.
At this moment, the sound of someone swallowing saliva could be distinctly heard, as the blood-stained youth in white resembled an ancient demonic mountain, pressing down upon everyone, making it hard for them to breathe.
“I do not wish to kill, yet there are always those who force my hand!”
A deep voice resonated. He stepped forward, transforming into a golden streak of light that surged into the crowd.
Everyone was struck with inexplicable horror; how audacious he was to disregard the powerful and charge in alone. Simultaneously, they felt an overwhelming rage, clearly sensing that they were not regarded at all.
Buzzzzz
The Tri-Origin Formation materialized, as a super expert at the peak Primordial Unity level stirred, activating a terrifying secret treasure. It was but a step away from becoming a divine weapon of the Immortal Ascension, crafted from rare materials that were scarcely found in the world. This was a treasure that would make even those from the Immortal Ascension Realm envious, and only a colossal entity like the Sword Immortal Sect could possess such grandeur.
Boom!
TheTri-Origin Formation was larger than a house, covering a significant portion of the sky.
Divine light cascaded down from it like great waterfalls, collapsing the very space around them.
Crack…
In response, Tian Fan made no unnecessary movements; a simple punch shot upwards against the void, proving more effective than any divine technique or battle skill. The enormous Tri-Origin Formation became riddled with cracks and then shattered with a resounding bang.
With the secret treasure destroyed, the man spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression filled with dread, yet his eyes betrayed a venomous hatred. He let out a long howl, his hair disheveled, and the remaining seventy or so individuals roared in unison, shaking the mountains and rivers for miles around.
Bang!
Above Tian Fan, a sea of azure waves appeared, emanating a faint golden glow that enveloped him.
He reached forward, his formidable physique akin to an unparalleled divine weapon, severing the heavens and shattering the void.
Poof!
Facing over seventy Primordial Unity cultivators alone, even with his god-like physique, he found it hard to endure at this moment. His cultivation was merely at the early Primordial Unity stage, lacking sufficient divine power to support him, causing his body to be sent flying, blood pouring from his mouth, suffering significant internal injuries.
Yet, this was him; had it been another, even a super expert at the peak Primordial Unity level would have faced certain death without a doubt.
In comparison to him, a few others on the opposing side fared even worse. Their rib cages shattered, several bodies split apart under this strike. Although they did not die immediately, they lost their combat effectiveness and could no longer pose a threat to him.
“Go, brother!” the little dragon shouted from behind, one tiny paw clutching a tuft of Zi Ying’s hair while the other waved incessantly towards the front.
Zi Ying looked on speechlessly, grabbing the little creature from her shoulder and rubbing its dragon face, saying, “Little Dragon, are you encouraging your brother to kill?”
“Um, no, I’m just cheering him on,” the little one replied, blinking its big, watery eyes, looking somewhat aggrieved.
Ahead, terrifying fluctuations surged forth, various divine lights and demonic glows flickering incessantly.
In Hell Valley, thirty or so of the one hundred and eight main peaks had already been destroyed, nearly matching the number of their fallen comrades. It was a bitter irony, emerging from the peaks only to be obliterated alongside them.
Poof!
At this moment, the aura around Tian Fan shifted, a blazing golden light piercing the heavens and shattering the clouds for miles. He resembled a golden-armored war god, moving at an incredible speed.
To the onlookers, he appeared as nothing more than a fleeting shadow. The few individuals ahead were obliterated in mid-air, their blood and remnants plummeting to the earth, painting the ground a ghastly red.
“You!” The members of the Sword Immortal Sect wore expressions of rage and terror. In the briefest of moments, three of them had been annihilated, all crushed by a single palm, unable to escape even their Divine Spirits, heading towards destruction alongside their bodies.
“As for me, you have no right to feel anger or fear.”
Although Tian Fan was also severely injured and his body was stained with a considerable amount of blood, he appeared unfazed, a faint golden divine light radiating from his body as he stepped forward, one step at a time.
At this moment, only over sixty members of the Sword Immortal Sect remained, and they were filled with fear and astonishment.
One person, under such circumstances, had annihilated more than forty powerful beings from the Primordial Unity Realm; if this were to spread, it would be enough to shake the Divine Martial Continent for months, bordering on the realm of myth.
“Kill!” someone shouted in anger, igniting a fuse.
The ground trembled violently, and everyone moved in unison, stones flying and the void distorting as cracks rapidly spread outwards.
Boom!
All sixty or so members sprang into action, some unleashing divine abilities and combat techniques, while others activated terrifying secret treasures. The entire realm was engulfed by a sea of dreadful energy, with many areas being obliterated; however, this terrifying force was ultimately blocked.
Tian Fan continued to walk forward unwaveringly, his golden battle body shining brilliantly, showcasing a terrifying aura. Forged under the cataclysmic heavenly tribulation, his demonic physique stood firm against the endless energy, as if it were an indestructible golden body. Yet, the price he paid was not small; although divine light flowed around his body, blood continuously surged from his mouth, and his white robe was completely soaked in red.
“Little Tian Tian!” Zi Ying’s voice was tinged with a hint of pain as she watched Tian Fan cough up blood. She felt heartbroken, repeatedly fighting the urge to rush forward.
On her shoulder, the little dragon growled softly, exuding a faint dragon might, yet it dared not take any action, fearing that those hidden in the shadows would harm Long Yuyun.
“Five Elements Seal the Heavens!”
A deep voice emerged from the endless sea of energy.
In the high sky, a massive silver formation appeared, its dazzling silver radiance spreading across the entire firmament. He pushed forward at the cost of his injuries, forcing himself before the powerful beings, the Five Elements formation consuming nearly sixty percent of his divine power, covering everyone below. Their movements were immediately hindered, as if they had sunk into a swamp.
It was at this moment that Tian Fan moved. The Divine Cloud Step unfolded, and his speed reached an extreme; compared to the members of the Sword Immortal Sect, he was a rabbit, while they were snails.
Poof!
Poof!
Poof!
His golden fists struck out, piercing through the chest of the foremost individual, shattering the body into pieces. He weaved through the crowd, executing no unnecessary movements, simply thrusting his fists forward.
A peak Primordial Unity powerhouse revealed a look of terror, watching helplessly as the golden hand descended, unstoppable, his head crushed into his chest, blood gushing forth.
Everyone displayed extreme fear, for his speed was too fast. Under the suppression of the Five Elements Divine Seal, they found it hard to resist, and his fists were more terrifying than divine weapons; anyone touched by them met a certain death.
“Ah…” The cries of despair echoed continuously.
Above the heavens, the Five Elements Seal slowly rotated, silver divine light cascading down like a waterfall, enveloping everyone below.
Tian Fan became a soul reaper, transforming into a streak of lightning as he swung his iron fists through the crowd, with more and more people falling, the crimson blood flowing like a small stream across the ground.
“How cruel!” Zi Ying murmured from a distance, then turned her face away, unable to bear the gruesome scene before her.
“Ahhhhh!”
The silver formation in the sky vanished, and several furious roars erupted.
Tian Fan knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, occasionally coughing up blood. Beneath his feet lay a mass of shattered b0dies, organs strewn everywhere, with some heads completely exploded, a gruesome sight of red and white that was utterly disgusting.
Among the one hundred and eight Primordial Unity experts of the Sword Immortal Sect, only nine remained standing, their faces marked by fear and anger, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
“Still nine more…” A weak voice emerged as Tian Fan’s body trembled violently.
Watching the man, whose entire body was stained red with blood, slowly rise to his feet, the remaining nine stepped back in unison, their faces filled with terror.