Chapter 548: Chapter 546: Bro, Take Him Down—Finish Him
"Brother, what do we do?"
"Hehe, don’t be fooled by his high-tier True Monarch cultivation. His strength is unbelievable, and his willpower is terrifying. I think he’s using the Evil Soul to temper his own willpower."
"Then should we..."
Hiss!
...
"Shi Hu, you go ahead on your own."
Xu Yang spoke through the dense evil qi, his voice trembling slightly but still full of strength.
"Are you really alright?" Shi Hu asked hesitantly.
"Don’t worry!"
"Alright!"
Shi Hu nodded slightly, then turned and rushed forward at high speed.
The others, seeing this scene, all had their eyes light up.
Without the entanglement of the evil souls, it’s easy to move forward, so they immediately seized the chance and sped away.
Xu Yang stood his ground and let it corrode him.
It was as if he was enduring the tortures of hell.
His will and soul grew even tougher and stronger amid the raging corrosion.
Even his Minghuo had refined several times over.
At a certain moment—
Boom!
The evil qi surged wildly, revealing Xu Yang’s figure.
"I feel now that I can draw several more strands of evil qi into my cauldron at a time."
The effect of tempering with the evil soul was truly extraordinary.
Suddenly—
Xu Yang’s brows furrowed slightly; he looked up in suspicion.
He saw the surging evil qi suddenly churning violently, frenziedly converging overhead above him.
In an instant, it condensed into a gigantic ferocious face, looming over the heavens, sending chills down everyone’s spine.
An unimaginably terrifying pressure descended, as if the world had overturned, weighing down everyone’s hearts.
Countless martial artists felt their scalp tingle, eyes wide in shock.
"What’s going on?"
"Damn it, are those followers of Chi Xue Daozhu crazy?"
"Even if Blood Ming Divine Sparrow woke up, there’s no need for such horrific methods to stop us!"
"Enough with these bullying tactics! When I get out, I’ll spread the word—this is too much."
...
The monstrous giant face kept drawing in the surrounding evil qi, and its oppressive power kept growing.
Just a glance made people shiver all over, as if plunging straight into hell.
The faint-hearted, under the gaze of that giant face, had all sorts of terrible memories dredged up.
Shi Hu suddenly took a sharp breath: "Isn’t that face targeting Xu Yang?"
Boom!
Roar!
The giant face suddenly opened its mouth and let out a deafening howl. A tidal wave of noise swept out, making many martial artists groan in pain, their faces twisted.
Some were directly injured by the shock, blood spurting from their mouths.
Immediately after, countless evil souls shot skyward, plunging together into the giant face.
The giant face suddenly seemed even more demonic.
Its eyes, mouth, and nose all surged with bizarre, captivating shadows.
It was as though the face was stitched together from tens of thousands of evil souls.
The oppressive, corroding might instantly soared severalfold.
Swish!
The giant face undulated, pressing straight down towards Xu Yang.
Many martial artists recoiled in panic, yet were somehow frozen in place.
"Why is that thing going after him?"
"Could it be...?"
Seeing this unfold, the crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief, but their eyes were filled with pity.
Getting such attention—talk about bitter luck.
Even the top-level True Monarch Perfection martial artists were left shaken.
"That kid’s done for now."
"I bet what he did just now, attracting all those evil souls for tempering, got spotted by Chi Xue Daozhu’s followers. Now they want to teach him a lesson."
"Those followers are nothing but trouble!"
...
Xu Yang’s face darkened; the pressure and impact from that giant face made his scalp crawl.
It fused massive evil qi and easily over a hundred evil souls—giving him no way out!
Fuck!
Xu Yang couldn’t help but curse to himself. Using this thing to temper one’s will?
He wasn’t worried about losing his mind, but his Minghuo would certainly suffer heavy damage.
This was far beyond the limit his Minghuo could handle!
"Kneel!"
As the giant face neared, Xu Yang suddenly saw its huge mouth open slightly, a vague and sinister voice coming out.
Trying to make me kneel?
Xu Yang was momentarily stunned, his gaze turning cold. A sneer flickered in his eyes.
"Hmph!"
"I’ll play along with you!"
No way this is all just the evil qi and evil souls—someone’s pulling the strings behind the scenes.
It’s obvious who it is!
Xu Yang’s thoughts flashed, and he sat down cross-legged on the spot.
Above the evil cloud, the two followers were startled to see this.
"He’s not running away?"
"What’s he trying to do?"
"Hey, that looks like a pill cauldron! Is he also a pill master?"
"Damn, he really is an alchemist!"
"Interesting. He took out his pill cauldron—what’s he think he’s doing? Is he counting on his status as an alchemist to get by?"
The two were baffled, but couldn’t help but mock him.
The original intent was just to scare Xu Yang—to make him ’kneel’, and that’d be it!
But unexpectedly, Xu Yang actually didn’t flinch despite the crushing pressure!
If you won’t back down, don’t blame us!
Plenty of martial artists have died in Chi Xue Daochang anyway.
If you dared to come here, be ready for death!
Meanwhile, many martial artists nearby crowded closer.
If it’s the followers targeting someone, it had nothing to do with them.
Everyone just wanted to watch the show.
Shi Hu was deeply worried.
"Fuck, no sense of honor!"
Shi Hu glanced up at the sky. No doubt, those followers were enjoying the show at this very moment.
He gritted his teeth, thinking if things got ugly, he’d have to reveal his identity.
But upon seeing Xu Yang bring out the pill cauldron as if preparing for alchemy, Shi Hu was totally befuddled.
What was he doing?
"What’s he trying to do?"
"A pill cauldron, spirit fire, alchemy?"
"He must be insane. I mean, I’ve heard some alchemists can refine evil elixirs or poison pills for attack, but this giant face, forged from such dreaded evil qi and evil souls—he can’t possibly refine this shit!"
A wave of murmurs rose all around.
Shi Hu ignored them, eyes glued to Xu Yang’s movements.
Boom!
Swish!
The giant face slowly pressed down.
Terrifying ripples, mixed with countless evil soul screeches and shrieks, though focused on Xu Yang, even the onlookers felt their scalps tingle, clutching their spirits tight.
Xu Yang looked up coldly, then suddenly unleashed the Heaven-Devouring Spirit-Eating Skill!
Boom!
A horrifying suction erupted, stirring up a wild whirlwind in the air.
Clouds of evil qi around the giant face were ripped away, pouring into the pill cauldron.
The giant face trembled, but its might was shocking; Xu Yang’s Heaven-Devouring Spirit-Eating Skill was far from perfected and couldn’t budge it yet.
But this scene already left the crowd dumbfounded.
Not only did he not dodge, he’s actively provoking it?
"This guy’s insane."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
The surging evil qi poured into the cauldron, spirit fire roaring, essence being refined into pills.
Xu Yang formed hand seals, constantly, without pause.
With the giant face hovering just a few yards overhead, the terrifying pressure made Xu Yang tremble uncontrollably, like a leaf in the wind.
He felt his Minghuo on the brink of being snuffed out.
His flesh felt like it was being ripped apart!
Agony beyond words!
The scene chilled everyone to the bone!
What kind of pressure and pain do you endure beneath such a monstrous face?
Just imagining it was enough to make one’s scalp tingle!
"Trash, if you’re so tough, let it smash down on you!"
Xu Yang gritted his teeth, suddenly raised his head, enduring the crushing force, and shouted coldly.
"What?"
The crowd stared in shock.
Provoking it at a time like this?
The two followers up on the evil cloud shook with rage, furious.
"Damn, too arrogant!"
"I’m going to kill him!"
"Just you wait!"
"Brother, hit him! Smash the giant evil face down!"
