Chapter 664: Chapter 499: Myriad Tribulations Demon Venerable (Part 3)
"Who made a move?!"
"Such dense Evil Qi! And that intertwining Sword Qi and Tribulation Qi, so domineering!"
"This aura... it’s the Demon Venerable of Ten Thousand Tribulations!"
"The Demon Venerable of Ten Thousand Tribulations?!"
"Fifty years ago, he fought to the death with the Eight Heroes of the Celestial River in the Celestial River Secret Realm."
"Those eight were top-tier Divinity Transformation Perfection cultivators, but in the end, only one barely escaped, while the other seven perished!"
"Hiss—"
Upon hearing this, the crowd’s expressions changed dramatically, and the sound of intakes of breath followed one after another. They looked at the slowly materializing figure in a yellow robe, their eyes full of awe.
"That kick just now was probably several times more domineering than when he dealt with the Eight Heroes of the Celestial River back then!"
"Why did he suddenly make a move? Does he have past ties with the Venerable Mingyu of the Zhang Clan with Hearts of Heaven? Or does he simply dislike Ember Flame Pavilion?"
The discussions rose again, but no one dared to speak loudly. All were communicating through Divine Thought, fearing to provoke the fierce master.
In the void, the Venerable Lianyang barely stabilized his posture, flames around him in chaos, though battered, he hadn’t suffered a fatal injury.
He looked up at Qi Mang, who was walking slowly, feeling burning shame on his face.
To be kicked away in front of so many Divinity Transformation cultivators was an utter humiliation.
But he knew well in his heart that the other had clearly held back; otherwise, that kick would have caused him severe injury.
The reputation of the Eight Heroes of the Celestial River was not weaker than his; with eight people joining forces, yet losing seven, it proved the ferocity of this Demon Venerable of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
Absolutely a monstrous presence among Divinity Transformation, even capable of confronting Refining Void Great Power head-on.
Suppressing his rage and humiliation, Venerable Lianyang cupped his hands and said:
"You must be the Demon Venerable of Ten Thousand Tribulations? May I ask why you have interfered in the conflict between my Ember Flame Pavilion and the Zhang Clan with Hearts of Heaven?"
"This matter concerns the face of my Ember Flame Pavilion; I ask the Venerable to reconsider."
Qi Mang walked slowly to the surface of the sea, his yellow robe fluttering without wind, with a colossal multicolored tiger silhouette faintly manifesting behind him.
His icy tiger eyes swept over Venerable Lianyang, his voice devoid of waves yet carrying a bone-chilling coldness:
"Are you threatening me?"
Before the words fell, he raised a claw and struck out!
The tiger claw instantly expanded, covering the sky like an enormous heavenly pillar crashing down, with a pitch-black Tribulation Dao Domain forming in its palm.
Countless Tribulation Marks flowed, carrying the Subtle Technique of "Ten Directions Refine Tribulation," pressing the surrounding void into violent turbulence.
Spiritual Qi vibrated like tides, forming countless visible whirlwinds.
"Not good!"
"It’s actually Dao Domain!"
Venerable Lianyang’s face changed dramatically, no longer able to maintain his composure. He never expected Qi Mang to be so brutal, striking as soon as he spoke.
And even stronger than the legends!
He dared not hesitate, bursting forth with the Dao Principle of the Great Day without reservation, transforming into a blazing sun roaming the heavens.
The blazing spear condensed all his mana, fiercely stabbing towards the tiger claw, attempting to break open the Tribulation Dao Domain.
BOOM~~~
The tiger claw and blazing sun collided with a thunderous roar, shaking the entire Purgatory Sea to tremble.
The crushing force of the Tribulation Dao Domain exploded instantly, the Great Day that Venerable Lianyang exhausted all efforts to transform shattered like glazed glass.
The blazing spear, sliced by Tribulation Marks, emitted sounds of breaking, crumbling into countless fiery fragments.
The power of this claw was so overwhelming, barely lessened, continuing to crush downward.
Blasting everything visible and invisible within the several hundred-mile long sky!
The air shattered, the void torn, even the surging seawater instantly vaporized into pale white mist.
Woo~~~
Interwoven currents of heat and cold swept across, causing the Divinity Transformation cultivators witnessing the scene to retreat in succession, fearing the impact of the aftermath.
Under the tiger claw’s cover, Venerable Lianyang’s entire body was blasted in mid-air!
Countless flesh scattered, but under the claw’s dominating force and the erosion of Tribulation Qi, instantly dissolved into nothingness, leaving not a trace.
Only a weak Primordial Spirit managed to escape, clutching a remnant soul, fleeing frantically towards Ember Flame Pavilion like a frightened bird.
In his heart, only one thought remained: escape! Must escape!
Swoosh~~
At that moment, the sound of Sword Qi tearing through the skies abruptly appeared.
Qi Mang waved his sleeve.
Billions of pitch-black Sword Qi crisscrossed, piercing countless spaces like dragons and snakes, instantly catching up to that Primordial Spirit.
In the vast expanse of Tribulation Sword Qi, Venerable Lianyang’s Primordial Spirit melted away as snow under a blazing sun.
On the sea’s surface, only a long deep gorge remained, stretching hundreds of miles wide, with its length unknown.
The blackened seawater rushed into it, yet couldn’t close for a long time.
With only two strikes, a top-tier Venerable with Divinity Transformation Perfection, able to escape from Refining Void Great Power, had vanished completely from the world, with even his Primordial Spirit not preserved.
Surrounding spectators stood petrified in the sky, a deep chill rising in their hearts.
"Too terrifying..."
"Such strength!"
"Even Refining Void Great Power might be no better!"
Zhang Mingyu struggled to float to the surface, her eyes filled with alarm and disbelief.
She looked at the domineering figure in a yellow robe standing in the void, feeling both fortunate and fearful within.
Bracing herself, she tidied her tattered blue clothes, cupping her hands and bowing:
"Thank you for your assistance, Venerable. Your great kindness shall be remembered forever by Zhang Mingyu."
Qi Mang slowly withdrew his tiger claw, turning his head slightly, his icy gaze glanced at Zhang Mingyu, his tone indifferent:
"You owe me a life."
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