"Not good! Feng Yu getaway now!" He roared as he channelled all of his power and rushed towards the golden battle square.
As Feng Yu heard his uncle’s voice across the distance, he smiled wearily, as he couldn't even move his hands. He could only look helplessly as the spectral shade appeared before him, Zang Xu looked on with a hopeless expression as the spectral shade stretched its hand out and held Feng Yu by his neck.
"No! Let go of my son!" Feng Yunlong who was battling the Warrior realm corpse roared. However, the special corpse was stubborn as it firmly hindered each of Feng Yunlong's actions.
As Feng Junling rushed towards the platform, and Feng Yunlong along with Feng Xingyu struggled to escape their battles to save Feng Yu, the spectral shade finally spoke once more.
"Death!" As if it was proclaiming a worldly rule, a dark power controlled from the heavens themselves seeping deeply within Feng Yu's body as it slowly sucked away all signs of his life, feeling his life fading away and his soul disappearing, he cried out unwilling to accepting this fate. "I... I Feng Yu will not fall here!"
Quickly, his consciousness faded as he descended into everlasting darkness...
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Inside of this world of darkness, a box could be seen, it was a very unusual looking box that had a strange seal over its surface. As the box pulsated like a beating heart, a mighty and domineering power would occasionally be released as multi-colored thunder would shoot far away into the void of this dark world.
"I will not fall here..." The voice of Feng Yu echoed within this realm as if it heard a Feng Yu's last words the box shook as the seal on its surface started to loosen and bright multi-color lights blanketed the dark world...
Chapter 73
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Sudden Thunder? Severely Injured Ghost Master!
As the fierce winds blew across the battle platform, the robes of a lifeless youth fluttered gently, his neck gripped firmly by the hands of a dark spectral shade. This spectral shade floated quietly a few feet off the ground, as it indifferently cast its gaze across the battles occurring on the various platforms, noticing that the Cloudy Ghost Corpse Army was being diminished, a frown came upon its barely recognizable face.
Swish! Instantly, the figure of a youthful red-haired man appeared before its form whose gaze paused onto the body of the lifeless youth being held in one his hands. A maniacal look quickly came over the red-haired man's face, as his hair rose wildly with his body markings becoming more profound and abstruse, his eyes went full golden in color as he roared towards the spectral shade.
"You bastard! Pay for killing my nephew with your life!" Upon saying this, Feng Junling's Bloodline Prestige rose, climbing all the way to Third Layer strength as his powerful battle qi created a maelstrom within the area of the Chosen Battle Arena.
As they felt his overpowering battle qi, the battling practitioners belonging to various influences were shocked.
"Such terrifying warrior battle qi! How could a Warrior realm expert produce such a massive amount of strength? Is it because of their bloodline? Impossible, how can a bloodline be so powerful?" Xun Yanshan said in shock as he glanced at Feng Junling's battle form.
"It is indeed so, his cultivation is only at the peak low-level Warrior realm, it seems that by simply assuming his battle form, he is able of displaying a strength that scales beyond our understanding," Ye Shuye who was also paying close attention to the scene said.
Nei Sinian observed in silence as continued to launch attacks towards Fei Tan, who was growing more and more anxious as he noticed the spectral shade's appearance.
"Not good! Not good! I have to hurry and kill them before master grows impatient," Fei Tan said as he tried to find a solution to the corpse armies’ current predicament.
Sou! Moving like a bright flash of burning light, Feng Junling shot towards the spectral shade at otherworldly speeds, as his palm was placed before him giving off a burning sensation.
"Nirvana Battle Arts: Heavenly Blazing Hand!" Feng Junling roared as a massive burning hand shot from his palm that eclipsed the sky, as it descended towards the spectral shade that was still within the golden dome being protected by the outer ward covered by the 'Night Shield' spell.
BOOM! As the hand descended, it burnt away all obstacles in its path instantly destroying the protective ward and then golden dome at the central position of the Chosen Battle Arena, still descending with full momentum.
Dai Lin and the others looked in shock, as the palm seemed as if it was about to destroy all things without any consequence or remorse. A true sign of utter madness caused by Feng Junling's current state of mind.
As Feng Yunlong saw this scene from a distance, his eyes went ablaze as he shouted, "Junling are you an idiot? Have you forgotten about those inside the barrier?!"
Hearing this the madness within Feng Junling quickly subsided, however, as he tried to recall the blazing hand he realized that it was too late, "Shit! What have I done?"
Feng Junling said with a shocked look on his face.
Whoosh! The hand which was now within close proximity of the spectral shade started to turn the environment into flames, as Dai Lin and the others were forced to retreat further away to cling to their lives a bit longer. However, as if it didn't care for the blazing hand, the spectral shade looked on indifferently, as it tightened its grip around Feng Yu's neck as if it was using him as a means to release its boredom.
"A useless effort, if you wish to die so badly then I shall grant you that wish," The spectral shade as it indifferently stared upon massive blazing hand, it raised its hand and pointed a finger towards the attacks.
Voosh! A beam of dark light shot from its finger as it instantly collided with the descending blazing hand. However, there was no massive explosion or shockwaves, the hand simply started to corrode at an alarming speed, quickly vanishing as if it did not exist in the first place.
The beam of light soon after arrived in front of Feng Junling instantly colliding with his chest armor, a feeling of death quickly came over Feng Junling, who quickly called upon a fragment of the powers of his past. Instantly, a ripple spread out from the world as it destroyed the strange corrosive power from his armor.
"Cough! Cough! The Dao of Corrosion or is it Devouring? Shit! I'm losing my strength too fast..." Feng Junling said as he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, his battle qi noticeably decreasing with each passing breath.
Feng Yunlong and Feng Xingyu looked at the scene in shock while battling their Warrior realm corpses, Feng Yunlong couldn't help but frown in anger as he thought to himself, "This is not good! He is far too powerful for us to handle now, as a father I can't do anything, not able to even get revenge for my son... damn!"
As the spectral shade saw Feng Junling still alive upon receiving its attack, a look of surprise came over its indifferent face as it spoke once more. "Interesting, you were originally a fairly powerful being. To be able to use a fragmentation of broken Dao Truth to resist my Dao of Corrosion. I wonder, what or who could have made you fall to such a degree?"
Hearing this Feng Junling remained silent as he tried to regulate his hidden injuries and stop his energies from decreasing.
As the spectral shade saw his opponent ignore his question, he snorted and spoke, "Hmph! Fine then, it doesn't matter who you were or how strong you may have been, for today you shall meet your demise."
As it said this, the finger that was still pointing towards Feng Junling once again started to glow with dark light, only this time it was more profound as the powers of heaven and earth gathered in clusters around his form.
As he sensed the power of the being before him, Feng Junling couldn't help but grow desperate for he realized that even if he managed to recover to his former strength, he would not be the spectral shades match.
He sighed as he looked towards Feng Yu and spoke, "Yu child, it seems that uncle will be coming to join you soon..."
As he said this, he couldn't help but focus his gaze
on Feng Yu's face. But soon, a puzzled followed by a shocked expression came over his face.
As the spectral shade saw his opponent’s expression of shock, a satisfied feeling came over it as it didn't quickly finish him off but allow the lower being to bask in its awe.
However, it also began to feel something strange. It quickly sent out its ghostly sense across the entire region zeroing in on the youth that was held in one of its palms.
The spectral shade frowned, it looked at Feng Yu as it pondered, "What's going on here? I corrupted his soul and corroded his body's life essence, why is he still giving off a vague aura of life? No… this aura isn't that of life, what is this en---?"
The spectral shade pondered, but before it could finish its trail of thought, there was a change.
Crackle! The clear sky suddenly began to make loud thunderous booms, as if a terrifying thunderstorm was brewing.
White clouds formed above the heavens spread out for uncountable kilometers, looking closely at these clouds, one would see a myriad of different types of lightning energies that snaked towards the central position of these clouds, each giving an invisible divine prestige.
"Thunder? What on earth?" Xun Yanshan said as he looked at the sky in shock, many of the battling practitioners also momentarily lost their focus.
The ghostly corpses that were in a crazed state started to shudder in fear as if all the types of lightning from those clouds were their natural enemy.
The vast mass of dark cloud that stood about the ancient golden door also shook as if something inside of it was trembling towards the thunder from the white clouds, as the woman in white who now stood before the ancient golden door with her two companions looked at the sky with a profound gaze.
Feng Junling, who saw this exclaimed as he recalled a familiar scene. "Could this be?!"
As Feng Yunlong and Feng Xingyu looked at the sky with an excited expression as they laughed synchronously, "Ha Ha Ha Ha!"
The world grew silent, as only the rumbles of thunder and pulsation of a beating heart could be heard...
Ba-Dump. Ba-Dump. Ba-Dump.
Everyone looked on in silence, as Feng Yu who was within the grasp of the spectral shade, started to pulsate along with the beat of the surroundings. The eyes of the spectral shade widened as it finally realized what was going on, but before it could release Feng Yu. It was too late...
Dump! Within the last beat, the world shook as the thunderous energies that snaked towards the center of cloud finally ended.
Zap! Instantly, the sky become blanketed by a myriad of colors as a massive multi-colored thunder quickly descended towards Feng Yu's form, this thunderbolt was enormous with a diameter that could cover an entire 100 meters.
The instant it descended, a powerful prestige filled the region as if nothing under the heavens could resist its might.
"This is Supreme Divine Thunder! Oh no!" The spectral shade exclaimed in horror, as its body moved in slow motion with its hand almost about to let go of Feng Yu's neck. A pity, all was too late as the thunderbolt finally descended.
BOOM! A massive explosion occurred covered a wide area the blasted Zang Xu, Dai Lin, and the others away from Chosen Battle Arena. Feng Junling who was a distance away also managed to avoid its range, he turned into a remnant shade quickly retreating a distance away.
He then waved his hand causing an odd pull energy to carry the soaring forms of Dai Lin, Xia Rou, Xin Qing, Ye Wang and Zang Xu towards his position as he carefully observed the scene before him.
A body that was unnoticed fell through a large crack created by the explosion, as it fell towards the distant ground soon disappearing into the group of straggling clouds.
Zzzzzz! A buzzing electrical sound echoed throughout the area as they thunderbolt continued to linger for a while with two figures immersed at its core.
"Argh!" The spectral shade lifted its head and cried out in a ghostly voice, as the thunder relentlessly struck at its formless body. Soon, its body started to grow dim as if started to lose its ability to maintain this form.
Puff! After a bit of struggling it finally manage to escape the region of the thunderbolt and could only look at the form of the youth who remained at the central position of the lightning.
After a bit of time, the thunder finally ended, and the massive white cloud slowly started to fade away. The figure of Feng Yu could now be seen with his eyes closed standing at the epicenter of thunderous assault.
Within a dark space, Feng Yu looked upon a cracked seal that was placed upon a box, endless multi-colored thunder escaped from this box then began to paint this dark space into a scene of everlasting divine lightning.
A feeling of oppression soon came over Feng Yu's soul as he felt as if this were to continue, he could be destroyed by the overwhelming amount of lightning. As he was about faint, a voice echoed in throughout this space causing all of the towering powers coming from the box to come to an abrupt end.
"You are not ready!" As the voice ended, the world of thunder started to fade as Feng Yu left the confines of this dark, oppressive world. Once more awakening in his real body.
Looking carefully around him, Feng Yu noticed a massive crater within the center of the chosen battle arena as no one remained in sight, his body was bare as his clothing was destroyed, sparks of multi-colored lightning would occasionally streak from the ground as they shot towards distant places.
"What's going on? Where am I?" As he said this, he couldn't help but grab his head a few memories started to resurface. Soon, he remembered the spectral shade that had grasped his neck and was about to kill him.
"Where... where is that terrifying creature?" Feng Yu said as he quickly looked around the field. However, the moment he saw the spectral shade a look of shock came upon his face.
The spectral shade that stood outside of the range of the crater was almost dissipated, its body covered with fragments of multi-colored thunder, looking to have just fought an arduous battle against a thunder god.
Feng Yu who saw this exclaimed in shock, "What the hell is going on?"
His voice echoed throughout the world, as silence reigned supreme...
Chapter 74
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Opening the Door, The Dark Cloud Changes!
The world was silent, as the various influences and practitioners looked at the figure of the naked red-haired youth in surprise. A few female practitioners exclaimed as their faces turned crimson upon seeing this youth's well 'honed' features.
"Ah! Young Master's..." Miren Fei yelled in embarrassment as she quickly covered one of her eyes, her breath became unsteady, and her face was tomato red, taking on the appearance of the shy girl.
Lang Kuang looked on in silence as he started to compare himself with Feng Yu inwardly, while Dai Lin was currently seated with his eyes closed in the cross-legged posture.
If one looked closely, they would see sparks of a colorful electrical lights flowing on the surface of his body for a short period before vanishing.
Feng Junling who saw this was surprised as he thought to himself, "Incredible! Why did the clan not notice this kid's talent? Is his Special Physique even capable of adapting to energies of Supreme Divine Thunder?"
As the practitioners were dazed, some of the more strong-willed ones had recovered their bearings. Feng Xingyu and Feng Yunlong glanced at each other for a short moment before nodding.
Swish! Not wasting a single moment, Feng Xingyu swiftly charged towards the slightly dazed Warrior realm special corpse that was still affected by the thunderstorm, kicking up winds due to her immense speed.
As if it realized its mistake, the Warrior realm corpse quickly shifted its stance to that of combat posture once more as it tried to make a counter assault; however, it was too late.
Sou! Instantly, Feng Xingyu vanished appearing at the side of the Warrior realm corpse, her body blurred leaving a remnant shade as she leaned her body to the side and launched a series of kicks towards the chest of the special corpse.
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Pou! Pou! Pou! As her barrage of kicks connected with the chest of the Warrior realm special corpse, it was immediately suspended into the air as shockwaves rippled throughout the region.
Seeing her opponent where she wanted him Feng Xingyu smiled, she then jumped into the air and twirled her body gracefully causing her long red hair to dance around her figure like a curtain.
Soon, a twister formed around her form due to speeds of which she was currently rotated.
"You big pile of lump! Go die!" As she shouted this, her twirling body finally stopped carrying all of the gathered momenta with her left leg as it slammed onto the chest of the special corpse.
A deep depression formed as the corpse started to distort due to the amount of force behind the kick before shooting towards Feng Yunlong's location.
Boom! A booming sound rang out as the special corpse that was blasted away seemed to have broken through the sonic barrier.
Not missing this chance, Feng Yunlong quickly responded, channelling all of his battle qi into his fists as he punched the face of the peak mid-level Warrior realm special corpse.
Bang! As if it was hit by a truck, the tall corpse was blasted into the air towards the opposing corpse that was soaring towards them at sonic speeds.
Swoosh! Boom! Quickly, both corpses collided creating a shockwave that spread out for a few hundred meters. Due to the might of their collisions, both corpses were forced to remain in a temporarily stunned condition.
As Feng Yunlong saw this, the corner his lips rose as he leaned his body forwards and pressed his foot hard against the ground.
BANG! Clusters of scarlet flames burst out from his body as a crater formed on the ground where his feet stood, his form now soaring towards the two stunned ghost corpses with one of his hands stretched out before him enveloped by sacred flames.
Within moments he quickly arrived at the front of the two corpses as he swiped his palm downwards as if using an axe to cut through trees.
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