Chapter 764: I Will Make Him Suffer a Fate Worse Than Death

Chapter 764: Chapter 749: I Will Make Him Suffer a Fate Worse Than Death

As Mu Feng launched his sudden attack, Nangong Wan found herself in a perilous situation. She flew forward with all her might, screaming for help.

But Mu Feng’s Fist Gang pursued her relentlessly!

The other two members of the Imperial Dragon Sect had grim expressions, but they grit their teeth and launched a furious assault from both sides.

“Junior Sister, get to the Teleportation Gate!”

One of them swung his longsword, and a crimson Sword Qi over twenty zhang long materialized, descending from the sky to slash at Mu Feng’s neck!

The aura of this strike was fierce and tyrannical. Its Sword Momentum swept out, instantly cracking and collapsing the ground in its path.

The other man wielded a Giant Axe that flickered with electricity. His attack was grim and savage, crushing forward at twice the speed of sound as he brought the axe down on Mu Feng’s shoulder.

The two were creating a diversion, hoping to stall Mu Feng long enough for Nangong Wan to enter the Teleportation Gate.

However, it wasn’t just the two of them who were shocked. Even Nangong Wan, who was desperately scrambling for the Teleportation Gate, never expected it…

Mu Feng completely ignored their ferocious attacks!

The punch he threw at Nangong Wan didn’t slow or weaken in the slightest. It continued hurtling toward her, carrying a power that struck terror into one’s heart.

CLANG! CLANG!

The Sword Qi and the axe light from the two Imperial Dragon Sect experts on either side struck Mu Feng, sending out a shower of sparks with the sound of metal on metal. They hadn’t even managed to break his skin!

“This is bad!”

The two Imperial Dragon Sect experts were terrified. Only now did they realize that the three of them had completely underestimated their opponent’s strength!

Just as Mu Feng’s punch, carrying the aura of death, was about to land on Nangong Wan’s back…

If this punch landed, Nangong Wan would surely die!

In that critical, hair’s-breadth moment…

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

A piercing sound of something tearing through the air was heard!

Two thin threads, gleaming with a blinding light, shot out from the woods. Though launched later, they arrived first, instantly wrapping around Mu Feng’s right calf!

Then, before everyone’s eyes, the Ghost-faced Person who had previously clashed with Nangong Wan appeared. He grabbed the two strangely glowing threads and yanked them backward!

GRIND! GRIND! GRIND!

A shower of sparks erupted from Mu Feng’s calf with a harsh, metallic grinding sound. His body lost its balance, and he suddenly stumbled!

At that fatal moment, the violent Fist Gang scraped past Nangong Wan’s left side and slammed into the empty air beyond the cliff!

Struck by the aftershock of the Fist Gang, the sprinting Nangong Wan spat out a mouthful of blood. She was sent flying, crashing into the Teleportation Gate at the cliff’s edge.

The surface of the Teleportation Gate rippled, and Nangong Wan vanished in an instant.

The two Imperial Dragon Sect experts stared at each other, stunned, for two seconds.

They had all seen how Nangong Wan had chased after Monk Bu Se because of a single sentence, eventually tangling with this Ghost-faced Person as well.

They never thought this Ghost-faced Person would actually help her in a moment of crisis…

“What are you waiting for? Go!”

Shen Lang shouted, then channeled his strength through his hands, dragging Mu Feng’s massive body back three meters!

Overjoyed, the two from the Imperial Dragon Sect cupped their fists toward Shen Lang and dove into the Teleportation Gate at the cliff’s edge like a whirlwind.

“It’s you!”

Mu Feng slammed a palm on the ground to push himself upright. He whipped around, saw Shen Lang, and immediately let out a beast-like roar.

However, an irrepressible fear showed in his bloodthirsty eyes.

It was as if a Fierce Beast had met its predator, instinctively wanting to flee.

“So you still recognize me? Guess you haven’t lost your mind yet, then?”

A glint flashed in Shen Lang’s eyes. Lightning crackled in his hands and instantly traveled down the Celestial Silkworm Silk to Mu Feng’s body.

CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE!

A terrifying net of electricity immediately enveloped Mu Feng’s huge frame!

“ARGH!”

Mu Feng screamed. His hand moved like the wind, forming a blade that he chopped downward.

SNAP!

The two strands of Celestial Silkworm Silk broke on impact.

Mu Feng stomped his right foot on the ground and shot like an arrow into the Teleportation Gate.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

The instant Mu Feng moved, three tangible streams of Sword Qi struck the spot where he had been standing, lingering there like embedded arrows.

‘He’s fast on his feet!’

Shen Lang took a few steps and landed where Mu Feng had been.

He glanced at the broken Celestial Silkworm Silk in his hand and frowned.

‘The desperate attacks from those two experts couldn’t break his physical defense. And this incredibly sharp Celestial Silkworm Silk couldn’t even cut his calf. The Abyss Lord’s Demon Power is truly formidable!’

Shen Lang muttered to himself, a look of delight appearing in his eyes.

Mu Feng’s physical strength shouldn’t have been much different from that of an ordinary King Martial Realm Seventh Heaven expert. But in less than two hours, simply by being tainted with the Abyss Lord’s power, his body had become this tough. Shen Lang was overjoyed.

Whether he used Thunder Power Body Forging, burned his meridians with Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, or soaked in Medicinal Liquid from the Ice Soul Water Jade, his Chaos Divine Body could grow at an unimaginable rate.

All of these methods could activate a large number of the Ten Divine Beast Particles in a short time!

‘For someone like Mu Feng to become so physically powerful in such a short period just by being tainted with the Abyss Lord’s power… it shows that the Demon Power has an incredible effect on cellular reconstruction…’

‘If I could obtain this Demon Power from the Abyss Lord, my Chaos Divine Body could reach a new level in no time!’

Shen Lang was as bold as he was skilled. Possessing the Chaos Divine Body, he was now actually scheming to acquire the Abyss Lord’s power!

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

With a flick of his wrist, Shen Lang put away the Celestial Silkworm Silk. Without any warning, he twisted and lashed out with his right leg like a whip!

His leg, whistling sharply, struck the face of Monk Bu Se, who had been sneaking up behind him. The blow sent the monk flying, leaving him completely dazed.

The Buddhist Undying Golden Body was impressive, but how could an ordinary King Martial Realm expert withstand the current strength of Shen Lang’s Chaos Divine Body?

Even before reaching the King Martial Realm Second Heaven, he had been able to trade blows directly with the Rock Demon Lord and had nearly broken through its formidable defenses.

Now, after advancing to the King Martial Realm Second Heaven, his physical strength had risen by another notch.

Before he could even get up, Monk Bu Se clutched his face and cried out, “Amitabha, Grand Martial Uncle, this disciple was just trying to play a joke… Ouch, it hurts like hell!”

“Does it hurt? Good, it’s supposed to. If you sneak up on me from behind again, I might just ‘quietly’ finish you off.” Shen Lang chuckled, then stepped into the Teleportation Gate at the cliff’s edge without hesitation.

Monk Bu Se winced and grimaced, clutching his face for a moment before scrambling to his feet. He quickly followed Shen Lang into the Teleportation Gate.

Almost at the exact moment Shen Lang entered the Teleportation Gate on the cliff…

Yin Tianchou and Duan Chenfeng of the White Banner Sect under the Five-Colored Banner finally entered the Hungry Ghost Dao.

Their clothes were in tatters and their hair was disheveled. They rushed into the Hungry Ghost Dao like madmen.

Where was the high-spirited and dignified bearing they’d had at the foot of the Dragon Scale Divine Hall’s steps?

In their wretched state, they were no different from the beggars on the streets of the Imperial Capital.

If there was any difference at all, it was only that these two beggars were a bit taller and more handsome.

It seemed they had suffered greatly while trying to forcefully break the Restrictions on the steps.

“It’s over, it’s really over… Why did it turn out like this!”

Yin Tianchou sensed the dead, stagnant air of the Hungry Ghost Dao and roared at the sky.

The Hungry Ghost Dao was supposed to be home to countless vengeful spirits and Fierce Souls, a place of howling yin winds and hidden dangers.

But now that they had entered, they only felt an emptiness. The silence was maddening.

There was no aura of any Ghosts.

There was no sign of any living creature.

There was no sound…

Even the surging Dark Energy that was supposed to be here could not be sensed in the slightest by Yin Tianchou, who was at King Martial Realm Second Heaven, or by Duan Chenfeng, who was at the Emperor Martial Realm!

In such a bizarre scene, even a fool would know that something major had happened in the Hungry Ghost Dao.

And for Yin Tianchou, this event was of the utmost importance.

The Heaven-Slaying Trident, one of the Ten Great Celestial Artifacts.

The recognition of a Ghost Venerable from the Soul Hall.

For any expert, this was an unimaginable stroke of fortune.

To have such a massive opportunity, once within his grasp, simply disappear… it was no wonder that even someone with Yin Tianchou’s disposition was losing control.

Seeing Yin Tianchou’s state, Duan Chenfeng’s eyes filled with even more panic, confusion, and an irrepressible fear.

‘It’s over. Even Junior Brother Yin, a man of firm will who rarely shows his emotions, is starting to go mad… Could the Heaven-Slaying Trident have really fallen into someone else’s hands? But how is that possible? Master said it was Junior Brother Yin’s destiny to obtain this Divine Weapon and win the favor of the Thousand Soul Hall!’

‘Although Junior Brother Yin was considered an heir to the Thousand Soul Hall, Wenxiang Ghost Venerable never seemed to like him much… That’s why Master had him come here this time, to help the trapped Netherworld Ghost Venerable break the Seal!’

‘All of this was supposedly guided by the legendary figure from the War God Hall, Senior Wu Xingkong… Senior Wu Xingkong is the strategist of the War God Hall, possessing a Witchcraft capable of calculating the secrets of heaven and earth. How could he have miscalculated? Besides, not even the people from the Demon God Hall knew what was happening inside the Yumu Cave Blessed Land!’

Duan Chenfeng watched Yin Tianchou’s frenzied state, his heart pounding in his chest.

This junior brother before him was the youngest and had the lowest cultivation, but he was by far the most terrifying.

He possessed outstanding talent and innate gifts. Despite his youth, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, making him the one their master favored most.

Moreover, he was as cunning as a demon, with a Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart that made his schemes astonishing… Among his peers, his only defeat had been to a girl named Zhuge Xian’Er during the Thousand Soul Hall’s selection process.

But the Yin Tianchou of now had completely lost his composure…

Duan Chenfeng grit his teeth and said, “Junior Brother Yin, this Hungry Ghost Dao is strange, but we can’t be sure we’re too late until the very end. Shouldn’t we head to the center of the Hungry Ghost Dao first and check if the Seal is intact?”

Yin Tianchou took a deep breath, his venomous gaze sweeping over the darkness ahead. He shook his head and said in a gruff voice, “There’s no need to check. I have a Talisman from the Thousand Soul Hall. Master said that with this Talisman, Senior Ghost Venerable would sense me the moment I entered the Hungry Ghost Dao and would naturally contact me.”

“But now…”

Yin Tianchou’s handsome face twisted into an inhuman snarl as he once again roared at the sky, “I don’t care who you are! If you dare to take my Heaven-Slaying Trident, if you dare to steal my position as the heir of the Thousand Soul Hall, I will make you regret ever being born into this world!”

“I will make him wish he were dead!”

The roar echoed endlessly through the empty Hungry Ghost Dao, filled with resentment and malice.

Without seeing it with their own eyes, who would believe that Yin Tianchou—the seemingly gentle and refined Closed-door Disciple of the esteemed White Flag Master of the War God Hall’s Five-Colored Banner—could have such a savage side?