Immortal Martial Emperor

Chapter 583 - 579: Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Fist

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Chapter 583: Chapter 579: Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Fist

"Just kill everyone from the Hong Alliance."

Hai Wen’s tone was flat.

It was as if he weren’t talking about killing a group of living, breathing people.

It was like an ordinary person at home spotting a cockroach and casually saying, "Ugh, just step on those disgusting things and kill them all."

A callous disregard for human life.

"Heheheh, I’ve been waiting for you to say that."

Shou Kun roared with laughter.

Wang Qiong rubbed his nose. "My feather fan has long been thirsting to drink human blood. By the way, Hai Wen, are we only killing the Hong Alliance members? Not the others?"

"Them? Heh, a bunch of ants. Why waste our time?"

Hai Wen said flatly, then paused, suddenly changing his mind. "Wait. I don’t think we should kill them just yet. Let’s capture them for now. If that Hong Yu really did get a major Treasure, we can use them to force him to hand it over."

"Why go through all that trouble? If Hong Yu refuses to hand over the Treasure, can’t we just kill him?" Shou Kun said with a grin.

Hai Wen shot him a glance and said coolly, "The City Lord said we cannot afford to lose this Treasure. If not for the rule that existences of his Level cannot casually leave the core region, he would have come to kill them himself. A newly promoted True Dragon is naturally no cause for concern; he could kill him with a wave of his hand. But if that Hong Yu resists to the death, taking everyone down with him, and destroys the Treasure in the process, how will you and I answer to the City Lord?"

"No wonder you’re the City Lord’s top man. You really are more thorough than I am."

Shou Kun nodded, looking thoughtful.

Wang Qiong laughed heartily. "You, a violent madman, pretending to be deep in thought? Stop wasting what few brain cells you have and let’s just capture these people!"

"Haha, a piece of cake!"

Shou Kun bared his teeth in a wide grin.

A red light flared in his cold eyes, like two crimson bonfires burning not with firewood, but with human corpses.

An aura reeking of blood and tyranny erupted from him in an instant.

His black cloak began to pulse with a bloody light. Powerful fluctuations of energy filled the cloak, causing it to billow out as surging power coursed through his body.

BOOM!

Shou Kun charged forward recklessly.

An Iron Fist suddenly shot out from his loose black sleeve.

The Fist Gang was like a mythical ox from primordial times, possessing boundless strength.

The Fist Gang swelled in size until it was like a small mountain. Its terrifying force made the very air RUMBLE, as if filled with Thunderclaps, but it was merely the sonic boom of the air itself combusting.

"That punch is terrifying! Get back!"

Xuantian’s expression changed.

A massive Profound Turtle suddenly materialized behind him. This was the Mystical Power he had comprehended, one that dominated defense.

CRACK! CRACK!

The Profound Turtle enveloped him.

Xuantian’s body suddenly swelled to three times its size, a heavy Turtle Shell forming around him like a suit of armor.

"Profound Celestial Shield!"

Xuantian roared.

In the Essence River, his cultivation had broken through once more, reaching the Peak of the Primordial Embryo Realm.

Channeling the Profound Celestial Shield, he formed a massive shield fifty meters tall. A black light shimmered across its surface, upon which strange Runes flowed. It looked as if a giant Profound Turtle was shielding him with its back.

BOOM!

The fist had already smashed into the Profound Celestial Shield.

It erupted with a dazzling brilliance, as radiant as the sun, forcing everyone to shut their eyes.

"Oh? You actually blocked one of my punches? Your defense isn’t half bad. In that case, let’s see if you can block my combo of killing fists!" Shou Kun let out a savage laugh, his voice like rolling thunder. An aura like a tidal wave burst from his body as he unleashed five consecutive punches.

Each punch contained infinite power.

BOOM!

The first punch sent the Profound Celestial Shield shaking violently.

BOOM!

The second punch, and a crack appeared on the Profound Celestial Shield.

BOOM!

The third punch. The crack spread, and the shield began to teeter.

BOOM!

The fourth punch fell, its power equal to the first three combined. It shattered more than half of the Profound Celestial Shield. The terrifying aftershock sent Xuantian stumbling back several dozen meters. A tremor ran through him, his blood roiled in his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Xuantian’s face was grim as he turned and roared, "Get out of here! What are you all standing around for?"

"Let’s go."

"If we stay, we’ll just be a burden to Tiandu!"

The other seven experts from the Hong Alliance wanted to help Xuantian, but they knew they were too weak. Rushing in would only make things worse.

But just as they prepared to leave, they found their path blocked by the experts of the War Race.

"Get out of the way!"

Xuantian bellowed, "Mang Kun, you old dog! How dare you block them?"

"Heh heh, they didn’t say you could leave," Mang Kun sneered.

He was convinced that even if Hong Yu returned, he would be no match for the Divine Generals from the ten great Eastern Divine Cities. Believing he had backed the right side this time, he was naturally eager to put on a good show.

Xuantian’s expression was savage, filled with rage.

The seven Hong Alliance experts were blocked by the War Race experts and could only huddle behind Xuantian. At that moment, the fifth punch arrived, its power double the sum of the previous four.

’I can’t block it!’

Sorrow filled Xuantian’s heart.

His talent might be extraordinary, but he simply hadn’t cultivated for long enough.

BOOM!

A terrifying explosion of energy erupted. The fifth punch shattered the Profound Celestial Shield without any suspense. The Shaking Power made Xuantian spit blood, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

"Tiandu..."

"I’m fine."

Xuantian waved his hand dismissively.

His expression was incredibly grim.

Shou Kun laughed loudly. "You must be from the Black Tortoise Duchy, right? Hmm, not bad strength. If I gave you a little more time, perhaps even I wouldn’t be able to break your defense. A pity you’re still too green. I’ll give you a chance to live. Surrender and be captured quietly. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being merciless!"

"Tiandu, just hand us over!"

"With so many of us as hostages, they probably won’t make things too difficult for you."

"That’s right! You’re stronger than all of us. We can hold them off and let you escape!"

"With your defense, if you weren’t protecting us, you could definitely withstand their attacks and retreat easily. We can’t drag you down!"

The seven Hong Alliance experts knew escape was hopeless. A look of grim resolve appeared in their eyes as they looked at Xuantian with sincerity and gravity.

Xuantian suddenly felt a sting in his nose.

He didn’t actually know these seven men very well.

He had joined the Hong Alliance partly because he felt a kinship with oddballs like Feng Xue Xin and Yeban, and partly because he couldn’t stand how Emperor Xiahuang Wudi threw his weight around.

But deep down, he still possessed the pride of an Unparalleled Genius.

He hadn’t interacted much with the ordinary disciples of the Hong Alliance.

He had even, on some level, looked down on them.

But now...

Looking at these seven brothers, men he’d barely spoken a few words to, Xuantian felt a sense of shame. He took a deep breath, and when he looked at them again, his gaze was completely different.

He smiled faintly. "We are all brothers of the Hong Alliance. We advance and retreat together, even if it means walking through a mountain of blades or a sea of fire. How could there be any logic in one of us surviving alone?"

"Tiandu, you..."

All seven men sensed the change in Xuantian’s attitude.

Saying no more, the seven men suddenly felt their fighting spirit surge. They laughed heartily. "That’s right! In the Hong Alliance, we only have brothers who die fighting together, not cowards who survive alone. Today, we don’t care how powerful some so-called True Dragon might be! The eight of us brothers will risk our lives to tear a chunk of flesh off them!"

"Kill!"

The eight of them charged at Shou Kun together.

"Eight of you ganging up on me? Hmph, a group of ants is still just a group of ants!"

Shou Kun laughed coldly. A huge Meteor Hammer suddenly appeared in his hand. The iron chain rattled, CLANGING loudly as it cut through the air. The massive hammer head was covered in sharp, barbed spikes.

Each swing was like a howling gale.

"I’ll handle defense and keep him busy! The seven of you, find a chance to kill him!" Xuantian sent via voice transmission.

Immediately, the phantom of the Profound Turtle appeared once more.

This time, the entire Profound Turtle enveloped his body, forming a ten-meter-tall, humanoid turtle that charged forward.

"Profound Celestial Chaos Staff!"

Xuantian took a deep breath. His Primordial Weapon, a long staff, appeared in his hands.

His Staff Technique was overwhelming. He swung, and a thousand afterimages of the staff exploded with a series of BOOMS.

The staff’s afterimages fanned out like a peacock’s tail, brilliant and ferocious. They repeatedly crashed against the Meteor Hammer, the heavy CLANG CLANG of the impacts deafening, like Thunderclaps.

"Damn it!"

Rage flashed across Shou Kun’s face. "Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Fist!"

He suddenly put away his Meteor Hammer and threw a punch. It was like a stampede of ten thousand beasts, ever-changing and instantaneous.

The Fist Gang condensed into a colossal ancient elephant. He struck again, and this time it became a long, winding dragon.

The Dragon Elephant Power surged and howled.

As the dragon and elephant charged, the colossal ancient elephant wrapped its trunk around the great staff.

The long dragon roared, executing a Divine Dragon Tail Swing that swept toward Xuantian’s unprotected side, right under his arm.

"Not good!"

Xuantian roared. It was too late to react. A vicious glint appeared in his eyes.

BOOM!

The Divine Dragon Tail Swing, a Fist Gang, smashed into his ribs, breaking several of them and causing him unbearable pain.

But Xuantian gritted his teeth, blood trickling from his mouth, and viciously clamped his arm down, trapping the long dragon’s tail under his armpit. At the same time, he roared, "Now!"

"Kill!"

The seven men’s eyes turned bloodshot.

To ensure Xuantian’s injury was not in vain, they charged at Shou Kun with their lives on the line.

Pinned down by Xuantian and facing the coordinated attack of seven Hong Alliance experts, even Shou Kun’s expression changed. He growled, "Wang Qiong, what are you standing around for? Kill them for me!"

"Heheheh, I thought you could handle them!"

Wang Qiong chuckled.

With a sudden wave of his feather fan, countless Fine Steel Needles shot out. They filled the sky, a sun-blotting rain of needles showering down.

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!

Even with their all-out defense, the seven men couldn’t block them all. One had his skull pierced and fell to the earth, his body shattering into pieces on impact.

Another was hit by hundreds of Poison Needles. His body turned black as the poison took effect instantly, killing him.

But in his final moment, he turned and embraced a comrade, shielding him from the Poison Needles with his own body.

In an instant, three of the seven had died horribly.

The remaining four were filled with despair.

At that moment, Shou Kun recovered. He laughed savagely, "You almost managed to hurt me! Now all of you can just die!"

"Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Fist—Annihilate Everything!"

Shou Kun roared furiously.

The Unparalleled Divine Fist blasted forward with immense momentum, aiming to obliterate everyone from the Hong Alliance.

The members of the Hong Alliance wore looks of despair.

Just as the terrifying punch was about to annihilate them, in that hair’s breadth of a moment, a golden Palm Light suddenly descended from the heavens. The light, like a falling sun, slammed viciously into the rampaging fist.

It shattered the Fist Gang. Immediately after, a calm voice boomed from all directions, carrying with it boundless fury, chilling killing intent, and a thick sense of guilt...

"Sorry, I’m late!"

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