Chapter 2048 - 2045: Weren’t You Good at Showing Off?

"You said earlier, you killed a Nether Talisman Master from the Heavenly Nether Sect?"

Xu Wendong’s eyes flashed with a cold sharpness.

Even Zhao Ying’er showed an expression of disbelief.

In the entire Heavenly Nether Sect, the number of Nether Talisman Masters is not many, and those capable of entering the realm of the Netherworld Talisman, there are only two, one is Xu Wendong, the other is Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran is among the top disciples in the Heavenly Nether Sect.

His strength is beyond doubt.

But this time, the opponent they face is a top Heavenly Pride from the Da Yin Dynasty, so it is quite normal for Zhou Ran to be killed, it’s no big deal.

Moreover, Li Jiayin has summoned all the disciples of the Heavenly Nether Sect, yet Zhou Ran was the only one missing, showing that he is already dead.

Almost everyone was mentally prepared for this.

But Xu Wendong did not expect that he could actually encounter the killer of Zhou Ran!

"Heh, that’s right." Yun Changshan sneered coldly, finally attracting Xu Wendong’s attention: "Weren’t you acting all high and mighty just now? Weren’t you ignoring me? Why are you losing your cool now?"

"Kid, do you think being strong in the Heavenly Nether Domain means you’re strong in the Da Yin Dynasty?"

"In my eyes, you’re just an ant!"

Yun Changshan spoke disdainfully, casually pulling out a longsword, which was a fifth-grade treasure.

Surely being a disciple from a major power of the Da Yin Dynasty, the things they bring out are so precious, and if placed in the Heavenly Nether Domain, it could become a sect’s treasure.

"Now, how about I send you underground to reunite with your brothers?"

Yun Changshan spoke coldly, raising his longsword.

"You truly deserve to die, daring to kill Brother Zhou!" Zhao Ying’er bit her silver teeth, her face showing a trace of anger.

Although Zhao Ying’er had little to no relationship with Zhou Ran and Xu Wendong, they were from the same sect. It would be inhuman to hear news of Zhou Ran’s murder and remain unmoved.

Xu Wendong really had no intention of avenging Zhou Ran.

In life, birth and death are up to fate, wealth and honor are up to the heavens, some matters are destined by fate.

But now, Yun Changshan not only admitted to being the killer but also harbors intentions to kill Xu Wendong, which successfully angered Xu Wendong.

"Hahaha, don’t worry, girl, I won’t kill you." Yun Changshan still hadn’t realized anything amiss, his eyes flickered with a hint of lewdness as he said, "Rest assured, after I kill this person, I’ll come back to enjoy your body thoroughly."

"If you are sensible, I can make you my furnace, and ensure you a life of riches and honor."

"If not, then you’ll die together."

With that, Yun Changshan made his move.

A massive surge of soul power erupted, an eerie wind blew, terrifying power emerged in a flash, undoubtedly demonstrating a cultivation level of the Eighth Layer of the Tongyou Realm.

But just as his sharp sword thrust towards Xu Wendong, Xu Wendong suddenly drew out a huge blade.

This was something belonging to Qi Huan, the chief disciple of the Fire Lotus Saint Sect, also a fifth-grade treasure.

"Killing you can also be considered as avenging Brother Zhou." Xu Wendong said indifferently, then suddenly slashed out with the blade.

The blade’s energy raged like a tornado, instantly engulfing Yun Changshan.

The terrifying power swept out, forcibly driving Yun Changshan back, his face revealed a look of shock and his entire body trembled with fear.

"How is this possible!"

"You’re just a waste from the Fourth Level of the Tongyou Realm, how could you possess such terrifying power?"

Yun Changshan retorted, then immediately counterattacked.

"Divine Skills, Flowing Water Sword Technique!"

A wave shimmered out, the air filled with moisture, as Yun Changshan maneuvered his sharp sword like a serpent, attacking Xu Wendong.

"What bullshit Flowing Water Sword Technique, is it a sword technique that gets beaten to a pulp?"

Xu Wendong sneered, flickered his body, and directly used the Dark Dragon Roaming Step.

He appeared behind Yun Changshan, his large blade suddenly slashing out.

Swish.

The blade light flickered, instantly slicing off Yun Changshan’s sword-wielding arm.

Blood splattered, and for a moment Yun Changshan froze.

"Aaaah!"

When he finally reacted, looking at the severed arm on the ground, an insurmountable pain swept across his body, "How did you appear behind me? How could my arm... arm be cut off by a waste like you?"

Yun Changshan found it hard to believe.

He was a disciple of Wind Thunder Pavilion, how could he be defeated by a country bumpkin?

His expression was hideously twisted and terrifying.

The immense pain made it impossible for him to focus his mind.

"Pah, you’re the waste!" Zhao Ying’er huffed, angered, "You killed someone from the Heavenly Nether Sect, you should have expected this outcome! Don’t think you’re so great just because you’re a disciple of Wind Thunder Pavilion. Killing you here, no one will know."

The Nether Ruins do not communicate with the outside world, so news cannot be transmitted.

Killing here carries no psychological burden.

Xu Wendong held the large blade, pointing towards Yun Changshan, "You can’t even match me, a waste; what does that make you?"

"You..."

Yun Changshan was so enraged he couldn’t speak, the agony of losing an arm made it even harder for him to speak.

Just moments ago, he thought he could easily take down Xu Wendong.

But at this moment, he realized he’s no match for Xu Wendong.

This kid is terrifying, with incredibly strange Divine Skills.

He could instantly appear behind him!

Seeing Xu Wendong approaching step by step, Yun Changshan gritted his teeth through the pain, roaring, "Kid, I’m a disciple of Wind Thunder Pavilion, my Lifebound Soul Lamp resides in Wind Thunder Pavilion, if you kill me, Wind Thunder Pavilion will know."

"When Wind Thunder Pavilion sends someone, you won’t escape, your Heavenly Nether Sect won’t escape!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Wendong burst into laughter.

"Facing death and you still dare to threaten me? Just because you’re from Wind Thunder Pavilion, does that mean I can’t kill you?"

"I dare to kill Imperial Family members, let alone you?"

With that, Xu Wendong swung his large blade down, instantly beheading Yun Changshan, this guy was just a waste, Xu Wendong didn’t struggle at all to kill him.

Though his cultivation level was only at the Fourth Level of the Tongyou Realm, with the Nine Netherworlds Manual, every strand of soul power in his body was incomparably strong.

This was the foundation of his ability to fight beyond his level.

"Lin Mo, killing this person will likely bring real trouble." Zhao Ying’er observed, somewhat helplessly spreading her hands, "We may have to hide for a while."

"No worries, I am the one who killed him, it’s nothing to do with you."

"What are you saying, thinking I would leave you alone?"

Zhao Ying’er put her hands on her hips, huffing.

She’s not that kind of person!

But with Yun Changshan killed, several more gusts of wind approached from afar.

"More people?"

Xu Wendong slightly frowned, speaking with a hint of confusion.

Moments ago, there was no one, but now people keep coming, what is going on?