The Lycan patrol squad could not be found.
It could not be helped, since their carcasses had long been tossed down the slopes of the hill into some unknown heather. They could have long been feasted upon by vermin and carrion.
Nevertheless, it was a chance for Huang Sheng to make a name for himself and he had no intention of letting it slip past his fingers.
He led his people to the Lycan encampment.
With their greatest champion now dead, the best fighter among the Lycans was an Eighth-grade Beast Lord.
"I want an explanation, Lycans! Or none of you will see the next daybreak!"
Huang Sheng demanded imperiously.
The Lycans were none too pleased. Their best champion was only just killed not long ago, and now their allies were turning on them.
"This is unacceptable, Mustelids!"
Boom!
Huang Sheng's aura burgeoned in the blink of an eye and he fired an energy
Chu Xun's eyes glinted with a frosty gleam, even as his heart reeled with horror.His decision to come spying at night could have not been any more right."Who is Mr. Wu?"That he could unite the divided alien races made Chu Xun feel curious about him."Mr. Wu, it's..."In a sudden spray of sand and dirt tossed by Huang Sheng at Chu Xun's face, the former dove into the ground and vanished."An Earth element-based escaping magic!?"Chu Xun's hand came up to fire a small burst of energy to dispel the dust as he jerked his eyes at where Huang Sheng had vanished with a surprised look.But his lips curled quickly into a smirk. It was not any magic, just burrowing. Weasels are good at burrowing through the earth at incredible speeds.If not for Chu Xun who destroyed one of his arms, Huang Sheng would have made greater progress.In just the blink of an eye, he h
Hei Teng and Kong Tengfei made short work of the horde of thirty-or-so Mustelids.No more of their kind remained on Nether Mountain.The surviving pair of Lycans were naturally thankful for Hei Teng and Kong Tengfei's help.The two Ninth-grade Beast Lords helped to heal the Lycans and brought them to Wu Kejin and spoke on their behalf.The news about how the Mustelids had almost massacred the Lycans to the last wolf shocked everyone.Wu Kejin was hardly amused. He had been very clear: the alliance should focus on dealing with Chu Xun first."Filthy weasels," thought Wu Kejin quietly. "I gave you an inch and you want a mile. You must think I can be bullied.""Huang Sheng, show yourself!"Wu Kejin bellowed, using his magic that his voice thundered all across the vicinity of Nether Mountain.Minutes passed and nothing came. Huang Sheng was nowhere in sight.
Four mutant champions; two dead and two maimed.For all Wu Kejin's confidence and cool, Chu Xun had shredded his plan in its infantile stage.The ashen-pale face of the Ninth Presbyter of the Winged race illustrated his devastating despair at once again being at the Devil's mercy.The Winged race had been so glorious when it first emerged.But since the Devil's advent into the fold, the Wingeds had suffered nothing but a string of unfortunate events: he took their Reality Painting and the Suan Ni True Blood, their Legion was utterly decimated with only a paltry few of their number barely surviving, and now, he was once again soundly defeated with his Fan of Cosmos now seized by him, and he would never escape unscathed this time, by the looks of it."We Peacocks have no quarrel with you, Devil! You cannot kill me!" cried Kong Tengfei, who could not come to terms with his own imminent death. He had been magnificent since
The outpouring aura that came with the strength and force of a broken dam awed the warriors into silence.In their bewilderment, they realized how they needed to reassess their reception of this enigmatic young leader of the Lost Races' Crusade against Chu Xun."That's enough talking for now," said Wu Kejin easily, still as pompous as ever.This time, notwithstanding their chagrin and resentment, none of the warriors dared to contradict him.He who wields the sword wields absolute power.Immensely conceited, Kong Ying strutted around like a self-important peacock. Only, she really was one in her true form and she was certainly proud of it."Mr. Wu, the live broadcast is ready," she reported.Wu Kejin gave her a wordless nod."Well, now. So the whole world shall now be able to watch this Crusade live," remarked Wu Kejin.Eyes from all around Earth kept their eyes peele
Rumble! The ground sank beneath everyone's feet as a huge wave of shock pulsed and destroyed every piece of rock in its path into dust.Wu Kejin and Chu Xun staggered backward again.Wu Kejin looked not at all pleased. In fact, he looked rather furious. He had spoken loudly for the benefit of all the world that he could kill Chu Xun as easily as lifting a finger. Yet now… the outcome seemed rather contrary, if not humiliating.Without tearing his eyes off Chu Xun, he performed several hand seals.Rumble!The air around the battlefield felt suffocatingly tense as the incredible duels sent ripples of shock waves that caused the air to tremble with echoing reverberations."Thirty-two Strokes of Decimation!"A gigantic battleax the size of a mountain appeared in mid-air, looking dangerously real and corporeal. With shafts of sunlight glinting off its surface and a deadly hum that nev
One last trick: the accumulation of natural energies of the surroundings.Ten huge, blood-red silhouettes of the glyphs that Wu Kejin wrote on the piece of parchment with his blood hovered over like holograms."This is what we call the power of the Edict of the Assembly, Devil! Its ability to muster every iota of natural energies in the vicinity. The proof that you are against the will of Nature itself," proclaimed Wu Kejin with an albeit pale face."As if the Assembly has such right to bark commands at Nature," hissed Chu Xun sarcastically."How you hate to be wrong, Devil," retorted Wu Kejin venomously. He flicked a drop of blood from a cut on his finger onto the Edict.The magical parchment shone brilliantly all of a sudden like embers bursting to life. All ten blood-red glyphs hovering over it glowed brightly like the sun and a huge red dome of light burst forth like a tidal wave.Rumble!
The battered decree was basked in a dazzling glow on top of the Nether Mountain, exerting a terrifying pressure.It was a shocker that an edict by the Assembly of Immortals was capable of putting Chu Xun the Devil into such a miserable, injured state.Even the world fell into silence, let alone Huaxia.The infamous Chu Xun the Devil had killed countless enemies, stormed into the Western World by himself and caused a ruckus, and suppressed the Lost Races with his power alone.To think that such a powerful man was helpless against an edict by the Assembly of Immortals! This realization brought on a wave of horror. Just how powerful was the Assembly of Immortals?Everyone turned to look at Wu Kejin. The orphan of the Assembly of Immortals was able to suppress Chu Xun the Devil thanks to his many Sacred Relics.That led to another question. Were there other descendants of the Assembly of Immortals on earth?
The Purple Thunder Doom – Punishment from Gods!He might not have gravely injured Wu Kejin, but he definitely had reduced the leader of this Crusade into an utterly sorry state with his disheveled hair and tattered clothes.Wu Kejin was furious. He might not have been wounded, but the same could not be said for his pride and dignity."You're going to die a most horrible death, Devil!" he burst out angrily.A deadpan Chu Xun ignored him and quickly performed more hand seals.The Purple Thunder Doom – Destruction.Rumble!Lightning flared in the black cumulonimbuses gathering ominously overhead. They looked like dragons made up of lightning bolts streaking amidst the dark clutter.Swoosh!A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket came hailing down and struck Wu Kejin.Rumble!The deadly shaft of light engulfed Wu Kejin whole, causing another eru