Chapter 737 - A Murderous Spirit Breaking Out
It was only an unreal shadow which had suffered grave injuries and vomited blood.
He only executed his true killing strike at this moment.
After the blazing [Supreme Ice Flame] had been injected into Jiang Xiaohan's body, its power was enough to incinerate everything. Even though she had mastered the Black Demon qi, she could feel the crisis of approaching death.
"Change... break up the body, the [Black Demon Split]!" she yelled, urging the Black Demon body to the extreme. Her shapely, curvaceous body was engulfed in the surging, scorching Black Demon qi as it kept splitting into demon doppelgangers.
Finally, the [Supreme Ice Flame] incinerated her original form into ice cinders, as if removing an ulcer close to her bones. She was reborn into a completely new body.
"You... deserve death!" Jiang Xiaohan's voice was ice-cold, without a trace of human feeling, causing one to shiver.
Although the [Black Demon Split] could pass the unreal for the real, allowing her to substitute a false body for the real one, doing so gravely depleted her foundation. For her, this was a real and heavy injury which almost killed her.
She had expected this battle to be an easy win. She had made Huang Tayun set the traps one by one and draw Ye Qingyu into an impossible situation, because she wanted to shame him completely. She wanted to strip Ye Qingyu of his former arrogance and destroy her previous self-inferiority, to remove the last black mark in her martial heart and bid farewell to the former her forever.
She did not expect...
... herself to be nearly killed.
It was really... unforgivable.
On the opposite side.
Ye Qingyu's heart suffered a shock as well.
In the past, the [Supreme Ice Flame] technique had always been invincible. As long as it could get injected into an opponent's body, even a superior at the peak of the Immortal Step realm would be decimated in body and spirit. Yet, despite all his desperate attempts, his [Shadow Flowing Kill] could break through Jiang Xiaohan's defense but could not kill her...
By now, his injuries were already quite serious.
Ye Qingyu wanted to use the unfinished [Blood Drinker Sword] but there was no blood here, neither was this a mass fight. Besides, Jiang Xiaohan's Black Demon body vacillated between the unreal and the real, so the [Blood Drinker Sword] could not affect her either.
"Kill!"
Jiang Xiaohan struck out angrily again.
Ye Qingyu was not frightened at all and fought back ferociously.
Their bitter, terrifying, frantic combat continued.
In an instant, a day and a night had passed.
The two superiors could not kill each other; each had so many ways to preserve their own lives. However, they too suffered grave injuries. Blood was everywhere in the [Fallen God Abyss].
A superior in such a realm had mighty reserves of power in their blood essence. One drop could revive a corpse or kill tens of thousands. Every lost drop meant a corresponding depreciation of cultivation and lifespan.
Within a radius of a few thousand kilometers beyond the battlefield, the land had all been leveled: the granite rocks were pulverized and mountains had become deep craters. The ground was dyed red with blood and the stench of blood was everywhere.
"Ah... " Jiang Xiaohan cried loudly as she severed Ye Qingyu's arm.
And Ye Qingyu's Ice Flame Sword pierced through her slim waist at the same time.
The battle had reached a point of extreme brutality. Their every stroke sought to kill their opponent without regard for their own life.
Their strengths had reached a certain level. Almost instantaneously, their severed limbs had grown back; the wounds were healed. Yet, the speed with which they healed themselves became slower and slower. Their faces became more and more pallid. Their bodies were pierced with countless stabs. Their footsteps faltered; each strand of their hair was stained with their opponent's blood, as if they had been in a bloodbath.
In an instant, another day and night had passed.
The battle continued.
Crimson blood soaked the earth.
The blood of a superior existence seemed unquenchable, like a flowing fountain, forming blood pools and rivulets on the ground. The flowing blood was absorbed into the earth under the [Fallen God Abyss].
A mysterious, invisible force was surging in the depths of the earth.
The taste of streaming blood seemed to have awakened a horrific presence underground. The earth trembled slightly; some terrible force was awakening.
Almost instantaneously, both Ye Qingyu and Jiang Xiaohan had sensed an uncomfortable, quaking force.
Their faces changed color.
Yet the battle continued unabated.
Both Ye Qingyu and Jiang Xiaohan were fighting with a true, inner fire. They kept engaging each other, unable to stop; stopping would mean defeat, which in turn meant imminent death.
Another day passed in an instant.
By now, even Ye Qingyu had to admire Jiang Xiaohan.
He himself had undergone so many difficult battles; he had a wealth of combat experiences and a brutal fortitude. Yet Jiang Xiaohan had been able to last as long and fight with such ferocity and fervor. This was beyond Ye Qingyu's expectation. He could look down on this woman no longer.
One had to admit that Ye Qingyu saw in Jiang Xiaohan the shadow of a supreme fighter. This woman was terrifying: she had an indomitable will and was determined to give up everything to attain her goal. This alone would make her a fitting sovereign.
Yet this fact also surprised Ye Qingyu.
The last time he saw Jiang Xiaohan, she was trembling at the feet of Ao Tianzun--a small girl succumbing to his every will and whim. Yet now, she could muster such strong battle will and grit...
This was terrifying.
The din of killing was deafening.
Their fight was like a battle between thousands of troops and horses. The evil blood qi had permeated into the sky. Blood was streaming like a river on the ground, flooding the earth and flowing into the distance. Several thousand kilometers away, even the Blood Demon Grass herbal field had been inundated. The blood sank deep into the bowels of the earth.
A disturbing, terrifying aura had become more and more distinct. The battling Ye Qingyu and Jiang Xiaohan felt a horrific pressure; their muscles and bones were chilled, as if a stabbing cold had penetrated their bodies. A murderous spirit crept out from the crevices of the earth and permeated the place, as if trying to shred them into pieces.
"What power is that?" Jiang Xiaohan was shocked, sensing the approaching danger.
Ye Qingyu's own unease grew stronger as well.
The Chief of the Black Armor Race had said that a superior at the Great Saint level had perished here. This must be true. Otherwise, there would not be so many magical, divine herbs at the bottom of this abyss. They had grown to their full proportions but no one had harvested them.
There had been no abnormalities in the [Fallen God Abyss] in the past. It made Ye Qingyu neglect this terror. Now, his heart once again missed a beat.
He distinctly felt that, had that terrible presence under the [Fallen God Abyss] awakened and spread upward, he would be instantaneously slain.
Was it the power which had strangled and killed the Martial Saint?
We cannot continue here, or the consequences would be unimaginable. Ye Qingyu grew anxious.
Jiang Xiaohan was even more anxious than him.
She had mastered the Black Demon qi and could sense even more strongly the terror in that deep, underground power.
Their mad fighting continued.
Gradually, Ye Qingyu began to gain the upper hand.
He mobilized the Wuji Divine Force and his strength increased exponentially. The silver Sky Dragon armor that clad his entire body flashed indistinctly. The brutal physical force began to show its power as their inner yuan started to deplete. Jiang Xiaohan had injured her foundation, but she executed the mysterious Black Demon Race technique. She was not able to execute it with the ease she had at the start...
Boom!
Ye Qingyu delivered a punch. His fist was bloody and his finger bones were ashen white.
Jiang Xiaohan was thrown back directly.
"No... !" she growled loudly, fighting back madly.
Ye Qingyu edged forward and pounded his fists away like they were hammers the size of mountains, dashing everything into bits.
Jiang Xiaohan was thrown backward again.
She could not take her defeat lying down.
At this moment, a sudden transformation occured--
Boom!
A wisp of mighty, vast and terrifying qi curses broke out from the crevices of the earth, streaming out like from a distant spring and shooting into the void like a sharp sword.
"Puff!"
The place where Ye Qingyu was standing was the very spot where the wisp of qi activity had burst out from. He could not dodge it. The wisp chopped at him, severing his arm.
Blood splashed through the air.
Jiang Xiaohan saw this and was elated. She took the opportunity to attack frantically.
Ye Qingyu's situation was now precarious.
The wisp of qi had emitted from under the earth. It was most horrific and contained infinite grievances. Even with his cultivation, Ye Qingyu could not make his severed limb grow back. He felt even more strongly the power of that cursing grievance madly eating into his blood, flesh and strength at the site of the wound.
Boom!
Ye Qingyu was thrown back.
Jiang Xiaohan's disheveled hair was stained with blood, like that of a female demon. Her Black Demon sword had successfully slashed Ye Qingyu's body and thrown him back into the distant cliffs.
Swish!
Another terrible qi curse burst out from the bowels of the earth.
Jiang Xiaohan was almost hit as she stepped backward frantically.
Swish, swish, swish!
Streams of terrific curses burst out from the crevices of the earth and soared into the sky like a spring.
Everywhere it soared, the Black Demon qi melted and disintegrated.
Jiang Xiaohan kept on dodging.
"There's no way I can stay here, the apocalyptic murderous spirit has ascended into the world. Those horrible creatures underground will be formally revived... " She stared at Ye Qingyu, drenched in blood and struggling in the distance, and wanted to kill him. But the series of terrible curses emitting from the ground prevented her approach.
Ye Qingyu was imprisoned all around by the cursing qi as he ended up in the most hopeless of situations.
"Even Heaven is helping me in this battle. Admit defeat! I will not kill you, but I doubt you can live anyway... " Jiang Xiaohan sneered coldly; looking at Ye Qingyu, the emotions in her stare became somewhat complex. "I will erect a monument for you. You can rest assured and die."
Her voice subsided.
Her figure turned into a scintillating Black Demon qi as she soared into the sky. She wanted to leave the battlefield and the [Fallen God Abyss].
However at this moment, a fissure appeared in the void and materialized without warning above her. Its terrifying suction force began to suck Jiang Xiaohan into it, something she was totally unprepared for.
"Walking on the void!"
Ye Qingyu displayed his mysterious Void technique and burst out from his previously impossible position. A power drew Jiang Xiaohan into the Void fissure. Almost instantaneously, space changed and the heavens and the earth switched places. By the time Jiang Xiaohan had clambered out of the fissure, she was already in that perilous spot Ye Qingyu was originally in.
"Ah...!" Jiang Xiaohan shrieked hideously and piteously.
Her body had been penetrated in six places by as many streams of the terrible cursing qi. It disintegrated...
"The Black Demon [Blood Curse Split]... Ye Qingyu, I won't die. I'll come back for you. Between the two of us, only one can live!" She struggled madly as a black flame began to consume her from her heart. Her body instantaneously turned into thousands of wispy, spangled, Black Demon qi, permeating and dissipating into the Void.
At the same time--
Baboomboom!
The [Fallen God Abyss] began to shake violently. Layers and layers of earth cracked open and drifted into the sky. A viscous, bloody light streamed out from the crevices and dyed the world red. Even the ubiquitous Black Demon qi had been dissipated...
The terrible cursing qi had completely erupted and surged powerfully in every direction like the torrential tides, permeating the heavens and the earth.
"Oh no... there's no way to leave."
Ye Qingyu was astounded.
He quickly brought out the [Cloud Top Cauldron] and prepared a sacrifice, encasing himself in it to protect his body. This was the only way out he could think of. He hoped that the [Cloud Top Cauldron] could counter that mysterious, terrible, cursing qi and murderous spirit from the bowels of the earth.
The next moment, the copper cauldron shook violently.
That terrifying cursing qi had burst out in a series of explosions, submerging the [Cloud Top Cauldron] completely in its midst.