Chapter 1060: Chapter 1059: Unpredictable Changes_1
"Kill!"
Well aware that the first to act has the advantage, the numerous Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors did not delay. The moment they spotted the Burial Martial Artists, they immediately unleashed their lethal moves.
The forms of the Vigorous Air varied, with some like dragons soaring to the heavens, some like enveloping palm shadows, and others like simultaneous sword and saber strikes, transforming into rolling torrents that easily crushed many of the Burial Martial Artists.
But at the same time, a vast expanse of pink mist also permeated through the protective Vigorous Air of the crowd and infiltrated their pores.
Shi Xiaole was utterly shocked.
He could sense clearly that the moment the pink mist entered the body, it immediately merged with the Vigorous Air and mental energy, affecting both the martial and Spiritual Paths at the same time!
There was no reaction in the short term, but he already had a premonition of trouble.
He remembered that whether it was the Transformation Flower or the Mutation Transformation Flower, both could only spread their effects through scent upon contact. But now, even the protective Vigorous Air could not block it.
It seems that the research of that mysterious man must have made significant progress.
Jingyun Palace was vast, but for Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors, traversing it was but a moment’s affair. Along the way, any Burial Martial Artist who appeared was blown to ashes.
Soon, the group charged out of Jingyun Palace, followed by some weaker Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors who did not qualify to vie for the weapons of Jingyun Tower, and even large crowds of Terrestrial Immortals and Dragon Gate Realm Lords.
"They have finally emerged. Capture all those from the Void Origin Realm alive, ignore the rest."
The gray-clad young master with a folding fan and laden with iron chains instructed, his gaze revolving over the approaching Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors, his smile growing thicker.
Indeed, indeed, there were dozens of Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors. If all were subdued, it would certainly boost the strength of the ’Burial Martial Association’ greatly.
"We will heed Young Master Qiong’s command."
No sooner had the gray-clad young master finished speaking than a great expanse of dark red fog suddenly wafted out from all directions, obviously a trap set in advance. A group of Burial Martial Artists with fierce smiles swung their iron chains and fearlessly met those who rushed out of Jingyun Palace.
"A bunch of despicable curs, die."
A Human Realm Martial Emperor swung his iron rod fiercely, clashing with the iron chain of a Burial Martial Artist, creating a clang. Then, something astonishing happened—the iron chain coiled around the iron rod and, with a violent swirl, struck back at the Human Realm Martial Emperor, leaving him spitting blood from his mouth and nose, with a sunken chest.
"How could this be?"
Many Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors looked sideways, their pupils shrinking continuously.
The strength displayed by that Human Realm Martial Emperor just now was less than that of a Ninth Tier Earth Immortal. But soon, a bone-chilling ice coldness surged through the bodies of these individuals because they found their own power rapidly regressing.
"It’s the deep red smoke, that is..."
A lower-tier Martial Emperor just thought of retreating when iron chains shot out from nowhere, piercing through his legs. At the end of the chains, a Burial Martial Artist yanked hard, flinging the lower-tier Martial Emperor backward where someone was ready to subdue him.
Not to mention Human Realm Martial Emperors and lower-tier Martial Emperors, even Earthly Realm Martial Emperors felt a surge of weakness at this moment.
Their power was regressing every moment, and their mental energy was also suppressed. One moment they had just slain dozens of Burial Martial Artists, and the next, they were being surrounded by even more, fighting off assaults on all sides with wounds mounting and only able to vent the frustration and panic in their hearts with roars.
As for the Terrestrial Immortals and Dragon Gate Realm Lords, they were directly reduced to cannon fodder. The iron chains swept through, killing swathes of them. Occasionally, a few who exhibited remarkable performance and struggled to stay alive drew the attention of the Burial Martial Artists, who would then deliberately spare them to be subdued.
Only the Heaven Realm Martial Emperors were slightly better off, but this was only a relative term. The surrounding area was already filled with various defensive Array Systems. By the time they could attempt a breakthrough, their power had already fallen to the Earthly Realm, even to the level of the Human Realm, temporarily unable to break through.
This delay meant that the deep red smoke grew denser, the power decline quicker, and the possibility of breaking through ever more hopeless, creating a vicious cycle. Soon, Heaven Realm Martial Emperors began to be overwhelmed and suppressed.
"Heavenly Fire Eighteen Strikes!"
This was a Heaven Realm Spear Emperor, who normally could kill a Burial Martial Artist with a mere flick of his aura. Now, however, they were swinging iron chains, repeatedly whipping him and spouting disdainful insults.
Pfft!
Weakened, the Heaven Realm Spear Emperor’s shoulder was pierced through, his arm wrapped up, then his neck was encircled by the iron chains, loop by loop. He was dragged away like a stray dog.
"Heaven Realm Martial Emperor? That’s all you amount to, eh?"
Several large feet trampled on the Heaven Realm Spear Emperor, angering him so much that he spat out blood and nearly fainted on the spot.
Not far away, the gray-clad young master—that is, Young Master Qiong—watched all this with a smile as if enjoying a thrilling drama. To him, this operation was effortless from the start.
The effects of Hell Burial Souls Fragrance had been tested; even top-notch Heaven Realm Martial Emperors could not resist for a hundred breaths.
Of course, the drug was not yet perfect; if one could endure for ten days, their power would gradually recover. But what a pity that, given his arrangements, who could last for ten days? Let alone ten days, not even a quarter of an hour was possible.
Glancing around, Young Master Qiong suddenly caught sight of a young man in green shirt, younger than himself, on the battlefield. His eyes curved up, and he instructed the Burial Martial Artists overwhelming the youth, "Nail this kid’s limbs down later. I want to meet him."
Young Master Qiu’s eyes conjured up the bewitching face of a woman – the woman he was infatuated with yet unable to reach. Wasn’t she full of admiration for this young man? No, even his own fiancée often sought information about the Kirin, revealing a look of yearning when she was alone.
He didn’t know what their faces would look like when he, dragging along this so-called number one talent of the Flying Horse Dynasty like stepping on a stray dog, introduced him to the Burial Martial Association and their other worshippers. It would surely be spectacular!
Just thinking about it made Young Master Qiu feel his blood boiling, aching to step right on the Kirin’s face that incited his jealousy.
"If this keeps up, I’ll be caught sooner or later."
More than two dozen peak Earth Immortals surrounded Shi Xiaole. At that moment, his strength had also plummeted to the level of a peak Earth Immortal.
"Kid, surrender quietly if you don’t want to suffer. You can’t escape."
The Burial Martial Artists were confident and shouted condescendingly. Seeing that Shi Xiaole had no intention of stopping, they sneered mockingly and swung their iron chains viciously forward.
Unlike the others who dodged out of the way, Shi Xiaole pressed forward. He gripped the hilt of his newly acquired Zhanfeng Sword and drew it. A long sword light pierced through the crowd, too fast for the eyes to even blink.
Pfft pfft pfft pfft...
Where the sword light passed, sixteen heads flew up simultaneously.
"What, he killed sixteen people of the same realm with a single sword stroke?"
The remaining Burial Martial Artists’ faces contorted in shock, unable to believe what they saw. These were not any ordinary people; they were peak Earth Immortals.
And it should be noted, the Hell Burial Souls Fragrance could not affect martial skills, only Vigorous Air. With Shi Xiaole’s current status as a peak Earth Immortal, in other words, his Vigorous Air might only be at the level of an Eighth Tier Earth Immortal.
Before everyone could come to their senses, Shi Xiaole raised his Zhanfeng Sword and cleaved downwards again. What remained of the Burial Martial Artists fell apart, dying with expressions of disbelief.
Seeing this, more Burial Martial Artists rushed towards Shi Xiaole, each one with a fierce look and swinging their iron chains wildly. Among them were peak Earth Immortals, Ninth Tier Earth Immortals, and even three Invincible Earth Immortals, all of whom had freed their hands after dealing with their own opponents.
In that instant, Shi Xiaole’s strength declined once more, nearly dropping below the peak Earth Immortal level, only above the Ninth Tier Earth Immortal. Facing the combined force of three Invincible Earth Immortals, more than twenty peak Earth Immortals, and over ten Ninth Tier Earth Immortals, no one could think of any possibility to turn the situation around.
No one could withstand it.
With a diagonal swipe of his arm, Zhanfeng Sword unleashed waves of sword light. Shi Xiaole became one with the sword, streaking like a comet. Before many could see it clearly, the sword light had carved a hundred-meter trail of light within the encirclement.
In a flash, severed limbs and fresh blood splattered into the sky. Where the hundred-meter light trail passed, not a single person managed to evade or survive.
Almost simultaneously, the Zhanfeng Sword struck by itself, piercing through more than a dozen Burial Martial Artists like skewering meat and including two Invincible Earth Immortals.
This was the Controlling Sword with Qi Skill. Although long unused, his skills had not diminished.
"No..."
"Ah, ghost, he’s not human, he’s a ghost..."
In the blink of an eye, the thirty or so Burial Martial Artists were reduced to just a few, all petrified with fear. The remaining Invincible Earth Immortal turned pale with horror and retreated frantically, as if afraid Shi Xiaole would target him.
No one could make sense of it all, how someone with lesser strength could subjugate them so effortlessly, as if the gap in realm meant nothing to him, making so-called experts seem no better than common chickens and dogs.
Even the likes of Thunderbolt Emperor and Ice Emperor were astounded, as if only at this moment did they truly see how unfathomable the widely admired genius shrouded in limitless radiance was, for he had never shown his full potential before.
Little did outsiders know, what they referred to as Invincible Earth Immortals and peak Earth Immortals were, in Shi Xiaole’s eyes, probably only at the level of Ninth Tier Earth Immortals. Not to mention, his strength at his own tier could defeat nine of himself, making the battle far too easy for him.
Of course, the current situation was still not optimistic, as there were simply too many Burial Martial Artists, and his strength was declining too rapidly – unless he resorted to a killing technique, but that would be far too extravagant.
Bear in mind that every time he used it, it meant that Shi Xiaole was sacrificing his qualification to cultivate a top-tier martial art.
"You... should... die!"
Young Master Qiu was enraged, or perhaps terrified by Shi Xiaole’s performance. In that moment, he suddenly made a move. As soon as the aura of the Human Realm Martial Emperor was released, it immediately suppressed everything around, invincible in all directions.
"Young Hero Shi, I apologize, Whirlwind Change!"
The heavily injured Thunderbolt Emperor moved with difficulty; he had almost failed to hold on to his high-grade Spiritual Weapon just a moment ago. The instant Young Master Qiu made his move, the Thunderbolt Emperor threw a hidden weapon from his sleeve.
Whoosh!
The whirlwind swept fiercely, and the dozen or so Earth Immortals besieging him instantly scattered like smoke. A hole appeared in the top-notch Void Origin Realm Array System in front of him, and the Thunderbolt Emperor took the opportunity to rush out and flee.
"Whirlwind Change," one of the Tang Sect’s top ten hidden weapons, possessed the power to slay a Heaven Realm Martial Emperor, but because it was so difficult to manufacture, even the Thunderbolt Emperor had only one.
This was his only chance; if he didn’t use it now, he would really fall into the hands of the Burial Martial Artists.
Meanwhile, nearby, Ice Emperor and Xuanming Taoist Emperor reacted quickly. After their strength dropped, the power of their high-grade Spiritual Weapons became more pronounced. At the cost of severe injuries, both managed to escape through the hole perilously.
