Chapter 722 - 420: Heaven’s Pride of the Divine Domain

’Wang Tianhu and his men... they’re seriously injured?’

The thought had barely crossed the minds of Zou Feng and the others when several of Wang Tianhu’s subordinates suddenly let out a series of miserable screams.

It was as if a swarm of insects was crawling beneath their skin, causing their bodies to bulge grotesquely and continuously. The men were in agony.

The screams didn’t last long. A moment later, with a loud POP, their bodies exploded, turning into a mist of blood that filled the air.

Seeing this, Wang Tianhu didn’t stop in his tracks despite the deaths of his subordinates.

He didn’t even pause for a moment of mourning, instead continuing to race toward the Flying Celestial Ship, the panic on his face only intensifying.

Since Ye Chenhua was relatively familiar with Wang Tianhu, he was the first to go out and meet him.

"Brother Wang, what happened to you...?"

Seeing it was Ye Chenhua, Wang Tianhu’s expression eased slightly, but he still looked terrified as he said, "Junior Brother Ye, quick... help me... I’m about to..."

To see a True Disciple of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect in such a sorry state, anyone would be curious about what he had just been through.

But now was not the time for questions. Ye Chenhua hurried forward to support Wang Tianhu and brought him back onto the Flying Celestial Ship.

At the same time, he continuously channeled Spiritual Qi into him to help him recover from his injuries.

Once Wang Tianhu was aboard the Divine Ship, Zou Feng and Jiang Wanzhao naturally came forward immediately to check on his condition.

At first, Zou Feng thought the man might have been poisoned, but upon closer inspection, he realized that wasn’t the case. Wang Tianhu probably wasn’t poisoned at all.

’Instead, there’s a distinctly strange evil energy inside his body...’

"Quick, help me suppress this wicked Skill... or I’m afraid I’ll end up just like those men from before..."

Wang Tianhu was utterly panicked. The dignified bearing expected of a True Disciple of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect had been thrown to the nine heavens; his only thought was survival.

Unfortunately, although Zou Feng and the other two were all trying to treat him, their efforts had little effect.

Gradually, just like with the others before, violent bulges began to appear beneath Wang Tianhu’s skin.

But there was nothing to be done. Since Zou Feng and the others had never encountered a similar situation, they couldn’t think of a way to save Wang Tianhu on such short notice.

If Wang Tianhu had been poisoned, Zou Feng would have been the man for the job.

After fumbling about uselessly for a while and seeing no signs of improvement in Wang Tianhu, Ye Chenhua asked, "Brother Wang, calm down first and tell me what exactly happened."

He needed to get to the bottom of things before he could find the right cure.

Wang Tianhu was, after all, a True Inheritor of an Immortal Sect. Seeing that his situation was hopeless, he unexpectedly became resigned to his fate.

"I was hit by an Evil Art from the Royal Family of the Dubhe Divine Domain. The bastard calls himself Gongyang Wuji..."

Although he didn’t say it outright, Zou Feng and the others immediately understood. Wang Tianhu must not have been with the main force of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect. Instead, like the three of them, he had been out hunting for targets of opportunity.

Unexpectedly, he ran into a tough opponent and got counter-killed.

According to Wang Tianhu’s description, this Gongyang Wuji was likely one of the aces of the Dubhe Divine Domain.

Although he only appeared to be at the Golden Core Realm Middle Stage, his actual combat power was such that even an ordinary Golden Core Realm Late Stage cultivator might not be his match.

Needless to say, the man was a true genius among geniuses—a ruthless character, much like Zou Feng, who could dominate others within the same Realm.

"If you run into that bastard... you must be extremely careful... His Skill... it makes the Spiritual Qi and blood in my body burn... It’s almost impossible to suppress..."

At this point, Wang Tianhu seemed unable to bear it any longer. He grabbed Ye Chenhua’s shoulder and said, "Junior Brother Ye, I’m begging you, please take care of my wife and daughter..."

A martial brother entrusting the care of his family to another on his deathbed—normally, Ye Chenhua should have agreed without hesitation.

But for some reason, he felt that taking on the responsibility for Wang Tianhu’s wife and daughter would be an unbearable weight for him, so he actually hesitated.

"Junior Brother Ye?"

Just as he was about to ask again, Wang Tianhu’s expression changed drastically. The bulging under his skin became even more exaggerated, and it looked like he was about to explode just like the others.

Fortunately, when Zou Feng heard Wang Tianhu mention his blood was burning, an idea struck him. Taking a shot in the dark, he unleashed his exorcising Yangsui Fire and infused it into Wang Tianhu’s body.

Zou Feng wasn’t confident this would work; it was just an attempt.

Zou Feng guessed that when Wang Tianhu said his Spiritual Qi and blood were burning, he was most likely so tormented that it was just an illusion.

’The real culprit wreaking havoc inside him is probably an evil spirit!’

It was a presence similar to the Dragon of Evil Qi that Zou Feng himself could unleash.

’That Gongyang Wuji’s Skill probably involves implanting something like the seed of an evil spirit into his opponent’s body.’

’Then, these invading evil spirits absorb the host’s negative emotions, continuously growing stronger until they ultimately perish along with the host.’

That’s why Zou Feng naturally had to try using his Yangsui Fire, which specialized in countering evil creatures, to see if he could save Brother Wang Tianhu.

Fortunately, the move worked wonders.

Just as Wang Tianhu was about to explode, the evil creature inside him was incinerated by the Yangsui Fire, causing him to let out a bloodcurdling shriek.

The scream didn’t last long, quickly coming to an abrupt halt.

At the same time, wisps of something like fly ash began to rise from Wang Tianhu’s body, a deeply unsettling sight.

Although Wang Tianhu had been saved in the nick of time, the ordeal had still aggravated his injuries.

Unable to bear it any longer, Wang Tianhu’s head lolled to the side, and he fell unconscious.