Repugnant Gateway 3

by Zhi Bai

An Zheng laughed, "You have no backbone, but you've disappointed me. If only Su Qingnuan knew that all of you only had this amount of power, why would Su Qingnuan care about you all so much? "

  Just then, a man in a grey robe walked in slowly. "I've been waiting for a long time, and it's finally time for you to leave. Without that bald donkey protecting you, let's see if you can still live today. "

  Nineteen Demons put down his hat, looked at An Zheng gloomily: "Do you think that your fate is better than theirs?"

  An Zheng was not only not shocked, he laughed instead, "Do you think that I did this on purpose?"

  Chapter 296 - The Might of the Ancient Saints

  Nineteen Demons obviously did not think that An Zheng's target would be him.

  He looked around and saw several black paper umbrellas folded up around him. Du Shoushou, Qu Liuxi, and Gu Qianye were standing in the same direction. Including An Zheng, the four of them surrounded the Nineteen Demons from four different directions.

  "I was actually deceived by my own modification."

  Nineteen Demons sighed, "Moreover, it's not the Yaksha Umbrella's main body. It's just a few umbrellas. In the past, I had never placed something of this level in my eyes. But do you four really think that this is a trap for me? Why would the four of you want to kill me? "

  An Zheng kicked Xiao Wansheng away and did not even put these so-called great figures in his eyes. His target was the Nineteen Demons anyway. If he were to temporarily leave the State of Yan, the Nineteen Demons would be the biggest threat. An Zheng had already seen through all of these important figures. What they were most afraid of was the destruction of State of Yan, so they dared to make a move against An Zheng. They wanted to control this country, but did not dare make a move against Mu Qidao.

  "If you don't want to die, then scram."

  An Zheng swept his gaze across the big figures in front of him. The big characters were angry at An Zheng's rudeness, and they all ran away.

  "A young person's abilities must be respected."

  Nineteen Demons looked around, and in the end, his gaze landed on An Zheng: "I have a whole new level of respect for you, you won't die even like that."

  An Zheng: "I also find it strange, why didn't I die even like that? "When I thought about it later, it might have been because my mission in this life was destined to be to kill the wicked. If the wicked do not die, then I will not die."

  Nineteen Demons laughed out loud: "You are really thick-skinned. With your insignificant strength, you actually dare to boast so shamelessly. There is a saying that the ignorant are fearless, and you are such people. Because he was young and had some accomplishments, he felt that he was extraordinary. "Actually, you do not understand this world at all, nor the so-called martial arts world, much less who your opponents are."

  An Zheng: "Do you think you're awesome just because you're old?"

  Nineteen Demons's gaze turned cold: "Don't you think it's a pity that you died young?"

  A white lotus materialized behind An Zheng. "We'll talk after we beat him up if he doesn't die."

  At the same time, a white lotus appeared behind Qu Liuxi, Gu Qianye, and Du Shoushou. Nineteen Demons's face immediately changed: That old man, Jing Lian from Tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao?

  But very quickly, his complexion recovered. "Jing Lian, seven meridians. The four of you only have four meridians. You think you can seal me with this kind of mental cultivation method of a three-legged cat? You're all too naive. "

  An Zheng suddenly rushed forward, "No one wants to seal you, I want to kill you!"

  He waved his hand and the Nine Hell Magic Bell fell from the sky in a straight line. The nine bronze pagodas surrounded Nineteen Demons in the middle. Lightning flashed on the chains connecting the nine bronze pagodas.

  Nineteen Demons laughed out loud. "Use a demon artifact to deal with me? "You are really childish."

  He stretched out his hand, and the Nine Hell Magic Bell began to tremble: "No one knows the flaws of all magic equipment better than me, even the Purple-Rank and magic equipment. The demons had gone through a great war. Which magic equipment hadn't been damaged? Which of the broken magic equipment wasn't repaired by me? Are you sure you know how to use this thing? "

  An Zheng pointed forward with one hand: "I can kill you, I can use it however I want."

  Countless bolts of lightning shot out from the Nine Hell Magic Bell like countless sharp arrows towards Nineteen Demons.

  Nineteen Demons made a hand seal with his left hand and casually waved it, causing the Nine Hell Magic Bell to tremble even more violently. Soon after, a sound wave rippled out from the Nine Hell Magic Bell, heading towards An Zheng and the others.

  "I've said it before, any magic equipment has no meaning to me."

  Nineteen Demons raised his hand that was holding onto the seal into the sky, and the Nine Hell Magic Bell immediately flew up, hovering in the sky.

  "Did you see that? Your magic tool is actually under my control. "

  An Zheng coldly snorted, "Then I'll have to kill you even more."

  He threw forward, and an object flashed a green light. Immediately after, An Zheng's body disappeared. In the next second, An Zheng appeared in front of Nineteen Demons, and punched at his face.

  Nineteen Demons waved the wooden staff in his hand, and the dense grid on top of the wooden staff started to flicker with light, following which the huge net that sealed An Zheng appeared once again. However, An Zheng was not nervous at all, he punched the huge net. With a loud bang, this punch actually pierced a hole in the Purple-Rank and magic equipment!

  An Zheng's body broke through the huge net and rushed towards the Nineteen Demons.

  Nineteen Demons was shocked, he did not expect An Zheng to be able to rush over.

  "Even after I destroyed the Depressing Sword, it was still blaming me."

  An Zheng's fist struck towards Nineteen Demons's face, who blocked it with his wooden staff. When his fist landed on the wooden staff, it actually produced a ball of purple light. Nineteen Demons's body involuntarily floated backwards, his face starting to turn white.

  An Zheng's body moved like a shadow, moving swiftly in a frightening manner, "That resentment still remains in your lousy web. So I know where the hole in the net is, and even if you make it up temporarily, it won't be perfect. "

  When An Zheng spoke, he punched out two hundred times.

  Nineteen Demons kept retreating. He was not a close-combat cultivator in the first place, so once he was forced into close combat by someone like An Zheng, who was a berserker, he could not bring out his advantage at all. Borrowing the strength from An Zheng's fist, he quickly retreated, but there was a burning pain on his back. Turning around, he saw a white lotus silently appear behind him, almost touching his back.

  Nineteen Demons immediately turned around and threw a black light at him.

  A string of black buddhist beads rotated and hit the white lotus, causing Du Shoushou, who was dodging, to feel pain in his heart from the impact.

  "You've angered me."

  Nineteen Demons's body floated as he casually sprinkled the liquid on the ground, "In this world, I am the master of demonic artifacts. Even if you all have the Tranquil Lotus Heart Sutra, what can you do? If your cultivation is low and your strength is weak, I can crush you to death! "

  With a splash of his hand, countless black lights swooped down from the sky like densely packed snakes. Although none of them were perfect, there were too many of them. Furthermore, the quality of every single magic equipment was not ordinary. In these countless years, they had all been repaired by the Nineteen Demons. Although there were still flaws, the combat power was astonishing.

  Very quickly, An Zheng and the rest were surrounded by an endless amount of magic equipment, and all kinds of powerful magic equipment began to attack from time to time.

  An Zheng: "More? I have one too! "

  As he forced the magic device back, he threw it out at random. He also had quite a
few magic tools that he had collected over the years. The battlefield was the place where the majority of magic tools were lost. After their deaths, the magic tools were damaged and became ownerless objects. An Zheng collected all of them, he would cultivate whatever he could, and use those that cannot be cultivated as temporary weapons. In addition to the magic tools he had collected from the business all these years, his quantity was also terrifying.

  This kind of fight was completely unreasonable.

  The two casually threw out magic tools, as if they were magicians throwing out cards.

  The higher the quality of the demonic equipment, the stronger they were. But in terms of quantity, they were inferior to An Zheng. The number of Demon Equipment was already a little low, but the things An Zheng had collected over the years were just too many. In Du Shoushou's words, he was even more greedy than those who picked up trash.

  At this point in time, the greater the number of people, the better the advantage. An Zheng and the others took this opportunity to charge towards Nineteen Demons again.

  "Although his cultivation is strong, his body is too weak to fight in close quarters. Everyone, think of a way!"

  An Zheng shouted, attempting to summon the Nine Hell Magic Bell back. But right now, the Nine Hell Magic Bell seemed to be lost. It did not listen to An Zheng nor the Nineteen Demons, it just floated there in mid air without moving. But when the giant net intended to pounce at him again, the Nine Hell Magic Bell suddenly charged towards the giant net. The two Purple-Rank Magic Equipment were fighting in midair, the intense fluctuation of energy in the field caused the houses to shatter one after another.

  Several of the powerful figures who had been unable to escape in time were killed by the sound wave. And those guards were hired with money, how could they really risk their lives? Even the Death Soldiers that he raised couldn't approach him at this moment.

  Actually, An Zheng's deduction was accurate, these important figures no longer had much of a trump card to play. With just one State of Yan, the number of cultivators in the Higher Completion Stage would not even be enough to use one hand. And most of them, were even directly killed by An Zheng a few years ago in the Mount Cang Man. As for the remaining cultivators, the Lower Completion Stage was already at their peak. After fighting with the Empress Dowager Su, the number of experts in the Lower Completion Stage greatly decreased.

  When they besieged Zhuge Chouyun that day, the people from the various great families weren't easy either.

  The ones who truly possessed power, such as the Tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao, wouldn't step out and help those guys at this time. The Tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao's goal was not to control the Swallow King, but to have the Dao Sect become the State of Yan's Orthodoxy. Therefore, they were more willing to be closer to An Zheng.

  Qu Liuxi healed An Zheng's injuries using the method of refining Purple-Rank pellets. Not only did it heal his injuries, it also made An Zheng's body comparable to Qi Tian's. Qi Tian absorbed the essence of ten thousand years of sunlight and moon while An Zheng relied on the refining process of Purple-Rank Divine Artifact and Purple-Rank pellets. The amount of energy absorbed by his body was equivalent to the amount of sun and moon essence Qi Tian had absorbed for several thousand years or even close to ten thousand years in a short period of time.

  Although An Zheng's cultivation did not increase much, he was still in Captive Stage. However, the toughness of his body was something that not many people in the world could compare to.

  As the four people surrounded and attacked Nineteen Demons, the latter was enraged to the extreme. He swung his wooden staff and the ball on top of the wooden staff suddenly separated out and quickly grew in size.

  It was actually a skull!

  The skull was sparkling and translucent, as if it had been carved out of jade. Not only was there not even the slightest terror, instead, it was emitting a pure and holy light.

  The skull of the ancient saint!

  The moment this skull appeared, even the battle in the distance between the huge net and the Nine Hell Magic Bell was suppressed. In an instant, the four white lotuses that An Zheng and the others were originally about to close turned into dust.

  Almost all four were injured at the same time, and were sent flying backward at the same time.

  The advantage that he had built up with great difficulty instantly vanished into nothingness.

  Nineteen Demons's face darkened, "I have truly underestimated the few of you who could force me to such a state. Initially, you were not qualified to let me use this thing, but now, I will bestow upon you the glory of dying under its might! "

  As he shouted, the light on the skull became even brighter. Those lights were like sharp arrows, and every arrow was powerful to the point that it made one's heart palpitate! That was the power that belonged to the Ancient Saints, and it was even the power of the Ancient Sage's skull. It was not something that the Captive Stage of cultivators could resist. Even Chen Shaobai's father had suffered some injuries from the Ancient Sacred Skull. If not for this Ancient Sacred Skull, Chen Shaobai's father would have been able to kill the Nineteen Demons that day. And the reason why Nineteen Demons had the guts to look for Chen Shaobai and the others, was because he was well aware of how terrifying the power of the Ancient Sage's skull was.

  "Ancient Saint's Void, I send you to hell!"

  Nineteen Demons pressed down with one hand, a wave of unstoppable force fell down like mountains towards An Zheng and the others.

  Unstoppable!

  Chapter 297 - Golden Light Skeleton Body

  The radiance on the skull of the Ancient Sage was like that of ten thousand arrows shooting at the same time, and the power of each light arrow was so strong that it was suffocating. Even though this Ancient Sage had been dead for many years, even if it was just a skull, the power contained within it was still not something that current cultivators could match up to. This kind of power caused one to feel despair.

  There had been no sainthood in this world for ten thousand years. No trace of what had happened ten thousand years ago could be found.

  An Zheng struggled so hard that he split all eight Holy Fish Scale s. He gave three to Qu Liuxi, the other three to Gu Qianye and the last two to Du Shoushou.

  A "pu" sound was heard!

  An Zheng's chest was pierced by the light arrow, and his body was thrown backwards.

  Seeing An Zheng getting hit by the Ancient Sacred Skull's pressure, Nineteen Demons laughed out loud. "Cultivators these days are really too inexperienced. You all are simply unable to resist the remains of the ancient sage. People like you are already great if you have some small achievements, but you can be considered an overlord in such a small place like State of Yan. But in actuality, your tiny bit of strength is like a small loach in the martial arts world. If it was ten thousand years ago, your strengths wouldn't even be worthy enough to carry someone's shoes! "

  He pressed down with one hand, and the Ancient Sage's skull continued to sink. The pressure became even stronger.

  Qu Liuxi and the others had the Holy Fish Scale s to block them, but An Zheng was almost unable to straighten his body. The three of them desperately tried to save An Zheng, but it seemed as if there was a ten thousand ton mountain pressing down on them, making it difficult for them to even move a single step.

  An Zheng clenched his teeth as he persevered. The pressure on his head and shoulders became greater and greater. He even heard the sound of his bones being overwhelmed, and the buzzing in his head was like countless people beating drums.

  His chest was bleeding.

  However, it was unknown whether it was because of the Blood Pearl Bracelet or because his current body was strong enough to repair itself, but the place on his chest that was hit by the light arrow, stopped bleeding very quickly and the wound was slowly healing.

  An Zheng felt as though his neck was about to break, but the innate ruthlessness caused him to fiercely howl out, and then, he forcibly endure
d the enormous pressure as he stood up once again.

  BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

  An Zheng who had stood up straight, suddenly felt a huge crater beneath his feet. All around them buildings were destroyed, and bricks and pieces of wood were flying everywhere. The surrounding soil leaned towards the crater like water, as if wanting to bury An Zheng. However, An Zheng's body became even straighter, and unexpectedly released a faint purple light.

  He raised his head and looked at the ancient sacred skull in the sky.

  "I respect you as an Ancient Saint, but now that you have fallen into the hands of a criminal, I can't respect your remains!"

  He stomped on the ground and his body was sent flying by the huge pressure.

  Nineteen Demons's expression changed, "Let's see how long you can hold out for!"

  He pressed down with his hand once again, causing a circle of ripples to spread out from the Ancient Sage's skull. Vaguely, there seemed to be the sound of clanging war drums. It was as if there were countless golden horses in the sky. An Zheng's body that was originally in the air was fiercely pushed back again. His body dropped like a cannonball, smashing into the ground with a bang.

  "Childish, ridiculous, idiot."

  Nineteen Demons coldly said: "But he did make me look at you in a new light. No wonder he chose you as his blood culture. After he kills you, it'll be hard for him to recover. At that time, he won't even be able to lift the Ming Emperor Sword up, let's see what else he'll take to fight with me! If I kill him, I will become the Demon Lord! "

  "All weapons are on the move!"

  Nineteen Demons faced the sky and roared, all the surrounding demon equipment flew back, densely packed and floating beside him. The magic equipment then smashed against each other, quickly forming a gigantic black demon. The demon was dozens of meters tall, and its body gave off an enormous pressure.

  "Destroy!"

  The Nineteen Demons pointed forward, and then the Demon Artifact Giant raised its leg, and guessed where An Zheng had fallen.