Chapter 585 - 581: Divine General? Nothing More Than This

Chapter 585: Chapter 581: Divine General? Nothing More Than This

"Hong Yu, you’re courting death!"

The Nine Great Divine Generals were beside themselves with fury, their eyes blazing with rage.

Everything had just happened far too quickly. Hong Yu, who they had already judged to be as good as dead, had actually staged a desperate counterattack.

In a devastating flurry, he had crippled both of Shou Kun’s arms and even stripped the flesh from his legs, leaving only bare leg bones dangling beneath him. Just as they saw Hong Yu about to strike again to finish the job, the Nine Great Divine Generals finally snapped out of their stupor, roaring in fury as they charged over.

They were all True Dragons from previous generations.

Moreover, they had fought and killed in the brutal True Dragon Battlefield, each obtaining numerous opportunities and legacies.

Therefore, they held the new generation of True Dragons who had just entered the True Dragon Battlefield in utter contempt. Aside from a few at the very peak, no one was worthy of their notice.

But this time, they realized they had gravely underestimated Hong Yu.

"Hong Yu, release Shou Kun at once! Otherwise, you and your Hong Alliance will face annihilation!"

"With your strength, we will permit you to join the Eastern Divine City and even rank among the Divine Generals. This is a tremendous opportunity. But if you kill Shou Kun, you will become a mortal enemy of the Eastern Divine City. No one in heaven or on earth will be able to save you. Don’t bring this upon yourself!"

"Release Shou Kun and submit obediently to our Eastern Divine City, and we might spare your life!"

Hai Wen and the others spoke, their faces cold and their voices grim.

The competition among the Four Great Divine Cities was exceptionally fierce, and with the War Race eyeing them like a tiger, all four Divine Cities were constantly recruiting experts and absorbing new blood.

The combat prowess and talent Hong Yu displayed were enough to tempt them.

However... Hong Yu only sneered in contempt.

’Join the Eastern Divine City?’

Never mind the fact that he had no intention of serving under anyone; the simple fact that they had killed several of his Hong Alliance brothers meant Hong Yu would never stoop to their level.

Hong Yu merely gave the Nine Great Divine Generals a placid glance, then clenched his fist and smashed it into Shou Kun’s abdomen.

He didn’t use any energy for this punch, relying purely on his physical strength.

How powerful was his body now?

His strength was terrifyingly boundless.

A single punch was enough to shatter a giant Desolate Beast. Even with Shou Kun’s formidable strength, this blow struck him like a bolt of lightning, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes bulged violently, the whites turning completely red—a sign of extreme agony.

"COUGH, COUGH COUGH..."

Shou Kun’s mouth was full of blood. He could feel the Primordial Embryo in his Dantian completely shattering and dissipating. His eyes nearly split with rage. "You... you... you actually crippled me?"

"Did you think I was joking? Sorry, we’re not that close!"

Hong Yu replied nonchalantly and, with a wave of his hand, slammed Shou Kun onto the ground.

Just as Shou Kun had done to Yeban, Hong Yu planted a foot on his back, grinned, and kicked him fiercely.

"BANG!"

Shou Kun’s body shot like a cannonball toward Hai Wen.

Hai Wen frowned. A Divine General in black robes at his side flew out and carefully caught Shou Kun.

After a quick inspection, he looked at Hai Wen with an ugly expression. "His Dantian is shattered, and his Primordial Embryo has dissipated. Even if we save him with a Spirit Pill, he’s a cripple for life."

"CRACKLE!"

Hai Wen flexed his hands, his knuckles letting out a series of sharp cracks. Wisps of energy arced across the surface of his fists like little green snakes, creating tiny sparks every time they collided.

His frigid gaze was like that of a Blood Demon from the Nine Netherworld. Grinding his teeth, he stared at Hong Yu.

Cold, grim words squeezed out from between his teeth: "Good, good, very good. What a Hong Yu. You are seeking your own demise. How dare you oppose my Eastern Divine City? You will regret this. This time, not even surrendering obediently and offering up your great treasures will save you. I will make you wish you were dead!"

"Avenge... avenge me."

Shou Kun was on the verge of death, clinging to his last ounce of life as he glared venomously at Hong Yu.

Hai Wen nodded.

He slowly walked over to Shou Kun, squatted down, and gently placed a hand on his forehead.

Shou Kun seemed to sense a trace of fear, struggling desperately with his weak, ruined body.

Wang Qiong, who was a close friend of Shou Kun, frowned. "Hai Wen, what are you doing?"

Without looking up, Hai Wen spoke softly to Shou Kun, "Go in peace. I will avenge you!"

"No—"

Shou Kun roared hoarsely.

But soon, the light faded from his eyes, and his body shriveled like a deflated leather ball.

A ball of green light in Hai Wen’s hand traveled once through Shou Kun’s body, completely absorbing all the residual, dissipated energy within him.

Wang Qiong’s face fell. "Hai Wen, you dare kill Shou Kun?"

"No!"

Hai Wen shook his head. "I was helping him find release. It’s better for him to be dead than to live like this. Don’t worry, I won’t let him die with regrets. I will use the power I absorbed from him to slay Hong Yu and offer Hong Yu’s blood to the deceased Shou Kun. The Divine Generals of my Eastern Divine City do not die in vain!"

Wang Qiong gritted his teeth.

His eyes were bloodshot. He found it difficult to accept his friend’s death.

But thinking of Hai Wen’s terrifying methods, he could only clench his fists and endure it.

Instead, he vented his anger on Hong Yu. "This is all your fault! You’re the one who killed Shou Kun! I will avenge him!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Nine Great Divine Generals roared in unison, their killing intent surging.

Hong Yu watched the Nine Great Divine Generals with an amused expression and grinned. "Divine Generals of the Eastern Divine City, is it? Heh, I wonder what kind of combat power you so-called seniors have, after spending decades in a Cultivation Holy Land like the True Dragon Battlefield, where opportunities are everywhere. I hope you won’t disappoint me too much!"

"Hmph, all talk!"

"You can act arrogant now, but endless terror awaits you in a moment!"

All eight of the Divine Generals, except for Hai Wen, charged forward at the same time.

The eight of them understood that Hai Wen had a special status and wouldn’t attack so easily, so the task of leading the charge naturally fell to them.

"Eight Desolates Palm!"

One of them suddenly roared.

Primordial Mysteries circulated in his palm. It was a Secret Technique capable of turning a lush forest into a desolate wasteland.

The Primordial Mysteries surged forth.

Wherever it passed...

Plants withered, boulders crumbled, and even the earth itself nearly buckled, letting out a series of rumbles.

"Flying Snow Sword!"

Another person charged forward.

This man was a master swordsman. His Divine Sword was obtained from a secret land and was paired with the powerful Luoying Binfen Sword Technique, giving him wondrous methods of attack.

Illusions of the sword flew about, converging to form splendid snowflakes.

The snowflakes danced across the sky, obscuring everything and making it impossible to locate the true Divine Sword.

A mix of illusion and reality, it was extremely difficult to defend against.

"Divine Wind Fan, Eastern Gale!"

The one who attacked this time was Wang Qiong.

Though he had the appearance of a fair-faced scholar with a feather fan, a butcher’s cruel and vicious light surged in his eyes. His Evil Qi was so dense it seemed to coalesce into a terrifying Giant Beast.

It opened its cavernous mouth and spewed forth a storm.

The howling storm coalesced into a raging Flood Dragon of wind. It swept through the east—a true dragon of the eastern wind assailing its foe.

Within this storm were countless sharp steel needles.

Each needle could easily pierce the defenses of a Fifth-grade Primordial Weapon Armor; it was extraordinarily powerful.

He had even once used this move to slay a powerhouse at the Peak of the War King realm, an existence comparable to a human at the Peak of the Primordial Spirit Realm. It was an absolutely formidable technique.

Facing the attacks of the Eight Great Divine Generals simultaneously, Hong Yu was unhurried.

His expression was as grim as an unyielding ice peak—not cold or solemn, but filled with a battle intent suppressed to its absolute limit.

The Venerable Golden Bone—which had nearly finished fusing, with only the palm still lacking flesh—erupted with a brilliant golden light. The golden light surged madly, transforming into strange Runes that swirled around his arm. These Runes contained a Venerable’s enlightenment of the Great Dao. Even though he couldn’t use the Venerable Golden Bone to unleash Venerable Power right now, the Venerable Golden Bone itself was no weaker than a terrifying Primordial Weapon.

"Three Flames Palm!"

Hong Yu suddenly roared.

The Three Flames Palm, which he hadn’t used in a long time, might not seem high-grade, but its power was by no means weak, especially since he now possessed a trace of Phoenix True Flame.

Even though the Phoenix True Flame had been eroded by time and its power was greatly diminished, it was still not something ordinary mortal flames could compare to.

"RUMBLE!"

Nine Fire Dragons burst from his palm, twisting and soaring through the void, covering a vast distance in an instant.

Each Fire Dragon was lifelike, blood-red all over, with a faint golden glow as if Celestial Fire burned within its draconic body.

"BOOM!"

The nine Fire Dragons suddenly slammed into the ground.

A sea of fire immediately spread out. Amidst the WHOOSH of burning flames, chains of fire shot up from the inferno, continuously striking at the Eight Great Divine Generals passing overhead.

"Break!"

"Luoying Binfen, slay all!"

Sword light shot to the sky, the light of fists whistled through the air, and wild winds erupted.

Sharp sword light severed the fire chains, while fists directly blasted the flames apart, sending sparks scattering in all directions. Anything touched by the flames—be it mountain rocks or the earth itself—was incinerated, leaving deep, scorched pits.

The powerful energies kicked up a terrifying shockwave over the sea of fire.

Flashes of Thunder were faintly visible.

This was clearly the roaring blast of energy produced when the collision of multiple elemental energies pushed the power contained within the void to its limit.

"Hmph, is this all you’ve got?"

One of the Divine Generals sneered. His Steel Fists had just smashed a Fire Dragon to smithereens, and he looked at Hong Yu with disdain.

Hong Yu smiled playfully, then suddenly parted his lips and let out a magnificent shout, as resonant as a temple bell at dusk and dawn: "Great Destruction Fist—Heaven and Earth Have Me!"

As this fist shot out, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi within several hundred meters of Hong Yu was instantly squeezed dry, forming a vacuum of Spiritual Qi that enveloped the Divine General.

It was as if Deities were suppressing a horde of Demons.

A fist of light carrying destructive power suddenly appeared amidst the RUMBLE of energy.

This fist of light was like a Deity itself, glowing with a golden radiance.

"Hmph, comparing your Fist Technique with mine? You’re simply courting death!"

A burly Vajra silhouette materialized behind him. He cultivated the way of the Fist Technique and had comprehended the Vajra Mysteries, possessing the majesty and fierce power of a peerless Beast King.

He had once used his flesh-and-blood Fist Technique to brutally kill a supreme expert.

His strength was already close to Hong Yu’s back when he had first obtained the Thunder Emperor’s Divine Eyes.

As for comparing him to the current Hong Yu, well!

Heh heh...

"A Divine General? Is that all you are!"

Hong Yu grinned, and his arm shuddered again. The blue veins on it pulsed like Coiled Dragons, and the image of his fist instantly swelled to three times its size. He smashed this punch viciously toward the man.

"RUMBLE!"

An utter rout.

Without any suspense, the punch brutally blasted apart the burly Vajra silhouette. At the same time, the Divine General’s arm exploded completely, dripping with blood.

He screamed again and again.

But Hong Yu had already used the opportunity to close the distance, slapping a palm down on his head...

[Some people are always flaming Qiye’s update schedule. I want to clarify that three Chapters and ten thousand characters a day really isn’t a small amount. As for updating late, my 12:00 AM Chapter counts as the update for the *next* day. That’s the earliest time of the day!]