Chapter 825: Chapter 471: Just You?
In the next moment, the cyclone transformed into a straight pillar of air that ruthlessly slammed toward the Holy Lotus.
Knowing things were looking grim, Zou Feng leaped high into the air without a second’s delay, positioning himself in the path of the rapidly descending pillar of air.
Fortunately, his Tribulation-Indestructible Body had already reached the Realm of Transcendence. Combined with the integrated physical flesh of the Golden-winged Roc, taking the blow head-on using the “Gold Block” shouldn’t be an issue.
Now, whenever Zou Feng circulated his Tribulation-Indestructible Body, his figure would indeed emit a faint golden glow. The name “Gold Block” was well-deserved.
CLANG!
Amidst the deafening, muffled boom, Zou Feng took the strike head-on, barely managing to halt the pillar of air’s forward momentum.
Unexpectedly, the pillar remained condensed and did not scatter. It didn’t fade away just because Zou Feng blocked it. Instead, maintaining the form of a giant cudgel of air, it changed its attack from a thrust to a smashing strike, continuing its assault.
CLANG CLANG CLANG…
Strike after strike pounded against Zou Feng, ringing out with teeth-aching metallic crashes. Simply because the Holy Lotus was right behind him, he couldn’t dodge.
This scene left Su Qingyu and the other women utterly appalled, yet they were helpless to intervene.
Zhu Caiwei could have helped, but just as she was about to move, a voice echoed in her mind. This made her pull back the foot she had just stepped forward with.
After enduring about a dozen direct blows, Zou Feng finally seized an opening and firmly wrapped his arms around the giant air cudgel. At the same time, his hands executed the Holy Lotus Rebirth, instantly causing lotus flowers to bloom all over the pillar.
The blooming lotuses heralded the purification of the pillar’s power, allowing it to finally scatter.
He had finally neutralized the South Heavenly Gate’s Door Opening Kill, but Zou Feng’s expression clearly showed he was in discomfort, looking weakened and greatly drained of energy. Fortunately, the South Heavenly Gate would need quite some time to brew its next attack, which afforded Zou Feng a chance to catch his breath.
Unfortunately, there was no way the Celestial Tribulation Cultivators would simply let him recover.
A moment later, the space in the center of the South Heavenly Gate constantly warped and flickered, and a figure slowly walked out. This person was clad in silver-white armor, holding a two-handed broadsword in his arms, and possessed an extremely valiant appearance.
Zhao Feixiong had, after all, stayed in the Tribulation Cultivator Camp for several years. The moment the silver-armored man appeared, he recognized him.
“The Sword-Suppressing Celestial King!”
Zou Feng had long known that anyone in the Celestial Court titled as a Celestial King had to have reached at least the Nascent Soul Realm Middle Stage. Thus, this guy was undoubtedly much stronger than the likes of the Giant Spirit Immortal and Guanghan Fairy he had encountered before.
That wasn’t all. Accompanied by a burst of eerie laughter, another Nascent Soul Old Monster emerged.
Zou Feng couldn’t be more familiar with this person. It was none other than Ink Ash Abyss, a cultivator of the Path of Rebirth, who had once hunted him down but instead had a wisp of his Divine Soul devoured by him.
In truth, upon coming to the Northern Domain this time, Zou Feng had long planned to lure Ink Ash Abyss out for refinement. However, likely still traumatized from suffering a loss at his hands last time, the guy had actually chickened out. According to the List of Gods, Ink Ash Abyss was clearly not far from him, yet he never dared to try and attack him again.
Now, with the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King and the South Heavenly Gate backing him up, Ink Ash Abyss finally puffed up his chest.
“Heh heh heh… Zou Feng, your luck ends here!” Ink Ash Abyss looked as if he had Zou Feng dead to rights, smiling gleefully. “Could it be you don’t know that undergoing a Celestial Tribulation consumes one’s luck?”
To be honest, Zou Feng genuinely didn’t know this. Even so, he couldn’t help but retort mockingly, “Do I need to rely on luck to kill trash like you?”
Such an arrogant statement actually amused the perpetually stony-faced Sword-Suppressing Celestial King. “It seems… you haven’t grasped your current situation?”
With that, the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King drew the broadsword from his hands with unusually heavy movements. “There’s no need to wait for the South Heavenly Gate’s next Door Opening Kill. When my sword falls… I will scatter your soul to the winds!”
As the broadsword left its sheath, ear-piercing spectral wails and demonic howls immediately filled the surroundings.
Heaven knew how many resentful souls this sword had absorbed, but one thing was certain: the power behind the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King’s strike would likely rival the South Heavenly Gate’s Door Opening Kill. It was worth noting that Zou Feng had already appeared to struggle significantly against the Door Opening Kill. Now, with the addition of the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King and Ink Ash Abyss…
However, all signs of Zou Feng’s earlier weakness vanished. Instead, he laughed along with them. “I thought the Ninefold Celestial Court sent a whole bunch of experts. Turns out it’s just the two of you and a broken door…
“You really overestimate yourselves!”
Now Zou Feng could be absolutely certain that this ambush wasn’t ordered by the Queen Mother. Otherwise, with her discerning eye, she would have easily seen that this current lineup couldn’t possibly handle him!
After taking the Door Opening Kill head-on earlier, Zou Feng had deliberately feigned huge exertion and poor condition just to get a good look at exactly how many people the Ninefold Celestial Court had sent. This was a helpless move, given that the List of Gods was still upgrading and currently inaccessible. Back when the List of Gods was fully functional, a single glance would have told him exactly which big shots had arrived.
The reason Zou Feng insisted on luring them out before getting serious was, naturally, because he needed to ensure these Tribulation Cultivators would witness what he was about to do next…
“Shameless boasting!
“Die!”
Too lazy to waste any more words, the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King waved his Sword Pointing gesture. The broadsword grew rapidly in the wind, extending to a full ten-plus zhang before fiercely slashing down.
Ink Ash Abyss naturally wouldn’t stand idly by; he hurled a small gray flag at Zou Feng. This flag was clearly a highly potent Magical Treasure. One look at it gave off a soul-snatching sensation, causing a person’s Heart Spirit to unconsciously sink into it.
It had to be said that Ink Ash Abyss was playing the role of a perfect support right now. His move wasn’t meant to vanquish the enemy, but solely to distract Zou Feng so that the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King’s strike could land smoothly.
Yet, Zou Feng showed nothing but undisguised disdain for the techniques they unleashed. This wasn’t carelessness; rather, from the very moment these two guys appeared, they had already fallen into his trap.
However, neither the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King nor Ink Ash Abyss realized they were caught yet. The ensuing outcome was naturally self-evident.
“Shatter… Mirror Flower Water Moon…”
The Sword-Suppressing Celestial King’s head suddenly spun with inexplicable dizziness. Fortunately, the vertigo didn’t last long. He quickly regained clarity, only to hear Ink Ash Abyss’s familiar voice beside him.
“Celestial King, did you really borrow the South Heavenly Gate?
“Wonderful, wonderful! Now that Zou Feng won’t be able to escape even with wings!”
Huh?!
The Sword-Suppressing Celestial King looked at Ink Ash Abyss with some confusion, feeling an overwhelming sense of déjà vu. Also, had he just been dreaming? He had dreamt that he had cornered Zou Feng and was about to draw his sword to take him down…
“Enough. This brat will be here soon. Let’s test his depth with the South Heavenly Gate first!”
When dealing with a Child of Fortune, the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King remained cautious. Using the South Heavenly Gate as the vanguard was perfect, while he hid himself to observe the situation. That way, if things took a turn for the worse, he could casually escape.
With that, the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King silently chanted a Technique to bring out the South Heavenly Gate. To his surprise, after chanting for quite a while, the South Heavenly Gate in his Storage Pouch remained completely unresponsive.
Frowning, the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King opened his Storage Pouch in puzzlement and reached straight in, intending to pull out the shrunken South Heavenly Gate first. However, as he reached inside, he didn’t feel the South Heavenly Gate. Instead, he distinctly touched something slick and slimy.
Eh?
The Sword-Suppressing Celestial King knew exactly what was inside his Storage Pouch. What the hell was this slick and slimy thing?
“Argh—!”
A sharp, intense pain struck instantly. Realizing he had been bitten by this unknown object, the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King yelped in agony and hastily yanked his hand out.
But in yanking his hand free, he brought out a whole string of things that definitely shouldn’t be in his Storage Pouch. Aside from the small snake clamped onto his palm, there were spiders, toads, centipedes, and scorpions—the Five Poison Creatures.
Moreover, these toxic creatures were unimaginably ferocious. The moment they emerged, they pounced all over the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King, biting frantically while continuously injecting venom.
Although the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King channeled his Spiritual Power in an attempt to shatter these poisonous creatures, he was horrified to discover it had zero effect. These venomous bugs were entirely unfazed by any of his methods, ruthlessly continuing their relentless biting in an unshakable manner.
“Fret not, Celestial King! I will help you!” Ink Ash Abyss’s voice rang out once again from behind him.
Unfortunately, what the Sword-Suppressing Celestial King got was not Ink Ash Abyss’s help, but rather… a pair of Poison Palms viciously slamming into his back.