Chapter 1950: Chapter 1943: Sunset Sect Takes Over
The disciples of the five superpowers unleashed their fury against the Divine Profound Hall and its lackeys. Once those peak combat strengths were held off, the remaining ones were just disciples. Who was afraid of whom?
Even if you’re slightly stronger in a one-on-one duel, our numbers are dozens or hundreds of times more than yours. No matter how strong you are, two fists cannot defeat four hands, right?
As for the empire forces that sided with the Divine Profound Hall, they now regret to the point of tears. Initially, they thought this was a good opportunity to curry favor, with promotions and wealth within reach. But they didn’t expect the vice hall master of the Divine Profound Hall to be swept away in such a manner.
Although their warriors also had many with Divine Cultivation Realm Grades Six and Seven, matching the disciples of the five superpowers in realm, their numbers even exceeded them.
But the combat strength of both sides wasn’t on the same level at all! The cultivation techniques and martial arts they practiced couldn’t compare to those of the disciples from the five superpowers. In battle, it was a one-sided scenario, and they paid the highest price for their wrong choice.
Of course, they weren’t entirely innocent, because they helped the Divine Profound Hall with countless matters. Not all disciples of the 17 superpowers stayed within their sects; many were out on missions, avoiding the major disaster.
However, the Divine Profound Hall did not intend to spare them. In their plan, if the people of other superpowers couldn’t be controlled, they must eliminate them root and branch, executed by the empire forces that had pledged loyalty to the Divine Profound Hall.
"Boom!"
A Divine Profound Hall elder was struck down from the sky. Simultaneously, a young man descended from the heavens, ruthlessly stomping on the elder’s head. With each strike, the ground trembled, the elder’s head distorted an inch, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The young man’s name was Aibien, one of the 8000 members of Zhang Menglong’s Funeral Love Family. He was a prince of a Ninth Grade Empire. When the Divine Profound Hall plotted to kill him, it was this elder who led people into his family, holding his parents and sister hostage.
To help him escape, his father self-destructed his cultivation, buying him precious time to avoid being killed on the spot. He had waited three years for this day of vengeance!
"This foot, for my father!"
"Crack!"
"This foot, for my mother!"
"Crack!"
"And for my sister!"
"How dare you!" The elder, despite being stomped on the head, remained defiant, "Elder Ge, save me!"
That Elder Ge immediately rushed to aid upon hearing the call for help. However, Aibien looked on with disdain. Having learned the second level of the Nine Nether Sunset Art, defeating junior and intermediate elders was like slicing melons. But confronting such senior elders was a bit more challenging.
Back then, Lei Poguan, having mastered two levels of the Nine Nether Sunset Art, could slaughter senior elders because of his exceptional gift, possessing multiple divine veins, activating more than one even at the peak of the Divine Cultivation Realm. There was still a gap between Lei Poguan and them.
Elder Ge launched a palm strike at Aibien, instantly sending him flying. A senior elder had strength beyond Dao Realm Grade Six!
"Do you really think mastering two levels of the Nine Nether Sunset Art makes you as invincible as Lei Poguan once was?" Elder Ge glared at Aibien. "Even Lei Poguan couldn’t defeat me within 10 moves relying solely on the second level."
"You, a Dao Realm Grade Six, boasting about lasting 10 moves against a pinnacle divine martial artist sounds rather arrogant, doesn’t it?" Although Aibien had taken a palm strike, he seemed entirely unharmed, merely brushing off the dust.
"But you’re right, I can’t compare to Senior Lei Poguan. When he comprehended the second level of the Nine Nether Sunset Art, he treated elders like dogs. I’m still lacking in skill," Aibien said as his aura began to rise.
"However, if I were to exhibit the third level of the Nine Nether Sunset Art, how would you respond?"
"Th... third level? You’ve comprehended the third level of the Nine Nether Sunset Art?" Elder Ge, initially confident, suddenly became flustered. If it were only the second level, he might defeat Aibien. But the third level was entirely different; not even a vice hall master could contend with him!
"You enjoy helping, huh?" Aibien’s body appeared ghostly behind Elder Ge. Before he could react, Aibien’s fist had already struck his head.
"Boom!"
In an instant, Elder Ge’s body fell lifeless beside the half-dead elder who had been struck earlier.
"Boom!" Another loud impact, as Aibien’s feet stomped directly on both their heads.
"Your camaraderie is quite admirable. Why not accompany each other?" Aibien’s feet exerted pressure, and suddenly the two heads exploded like watermelons.
"No more pretending, right? Then I won’t pretend either. Third level of the Nine Nether Sunset Art!" Seeing Aibien unleash his full power, the remaining ones eagerly displayed their strongest abilities. The elders of the Divine Profound Hall were already struggling; faced with these fierce Sunset Sect disciples, they were swiftly defeated.
"The third level of the Nine Nether Sunset Art..." The sect master of the Sunset Sect watched with trembling lips. He initially thought it impressive that these disciples could comprehend the second level of the Nine Nether Sunset Art, but they had each hidden their true strength.
"These outer sect disciples are monsters!" Several elders and disciples from the other sects were astounded. This group of more than 8000 was far stronger than the entire combat strength of the Sunset Sect.
"No more fighting, we surrender." The imperial troops, easily swayed, saw the scene and instantly lost their will to resist.
"See, your Divine Profound Hall wasn’t so invincible after all," Zhang Menglong glanced at the vice hall master of the Divine Profound Hall, who lay on the ground, half-alive.
"Don’t be too pleased yet," the vice hall master, resilient, sneered even at this moment. "Gu Xiao, don’t think victory is assured. The sect master possesses numerous methods and cards up his sleeve. Let’s see how long you can hold out!"
With these words, the vice hall master’s body suddenly started burning, "We’ll meet again next time!"
"This is a secret technique of the Divine Profound Hall," the Sunset Sect master said to Zhang Menglong, "invented by the current hall master. By burning one’s soul, the body can regenerate elsewhere, but it has severe side effects, used only in life-threatening situations."
"Like an eel, impossible to kill," Zhang Menglong remarked, indifferent to the vice hall master’s life, planning to retrieve him directly from the Divine Profound Hall next time.
"Gu Xiao, how did you escape from the Endless Land? Have you found an exit?" the sect master eagerly asked.
"In a way," Zhang Menglong replied, "if you want to train new disciples in the future, just throw them there. Our Sunset Sect will take over the Endless Land."
