Capítulo 1949: Chapter 143: Delivering the Dead
Jiang Wang disregarded everything, directly sweeping with fierce flas, intending to burn both this and that.
As long as all the phantoms were incinerated, any potential follow-up by the enemy would naturally be obliterated as well.
This was a masterful teacher, using righteousness to attack the strange.
Crack, crack, crack!
As if sensing so sort of danger, the skeletons climbing out of the mountain graves quickened their movents; so already had their upper bodies exposed, so were raising their skulls high, and others snatched a skeletal hand from other skeletons to attach to themselves…
And above all those skeletons, a white light spot leaped out from their bodies.
The light spots echoed each other.
Because these ghastly white spots, scattered among the skeletons in various mountain graves, seed to form so sort of chilling connection.
They were like nodes, like stars in a world of the departed souls.
And those phantoms, swiftly moving in the high sky, sketching out certain trajectories, were shrouded in pale white brilliance… As a result, they did not fear the flas.
This layered upon layered, intertwined attack…
The enemy in the shadows must have made extensive preparations.
This battle, which erupted suddenly, was backed by incalculable determination and calculation.
Jiang Wang had to respect his opponent’s effort.
He still stood unmoving, but his eyes scanned the red light.
His control over fire was far superior to before.
The fire line he manipulated, transford into fla sparrows, was far from simple!
Today’s fla sparrows were not the sa as the fla sparrows from yesterday.
In the eyes of every fla sparrow, there was a deep red dot, the seed of Samadhi True Fire branded upon them.
They were condensed by the fire essence of heaven and earth, but also carried the power of Divine Fire, and even Jiang Wang’s Samadhi True Fire could descend through these fla sparrows at any ti, used freely and varied infinitely, greatly enhancing the flexibility of the divine fire combat.
And what was displayed at this mont was…
All the fla sparrows flying swiftly in the air had their fla temperatures rise several tis, effortlessly breaking through the pale white light, pouncing on the phantoms!
In the blink of an eye, all the phantoms speeding through the air were incinerated to nothing.
At this ti, those skeletons hadn’t even fully crawled out of the graves.
Jiang Wang’s reaction was undoubtedly quick, his response was undoubtedly precise, and his Dao Technique was undoubtedly profound.
But as the fla sparrows dissipated, the temperature around suddenly plumted, the chilling sensation like a bone-attached ailnt.
Jiang Wang unexpectedly lifted his eyes and saw the strange and bizarre array patterns already drawn in the shadows of the sky…
The place where those phantoms truly had an effect was those dark trailing traces!
An alarm bell went off completely in Jiang Wang’s heart.
He realized that the opponent hidden in the dark was extrely familiar with him!
This understanding was not limited to knowing his combat capabilities.
It extended to having full insight into his combat style and response habits.
Is it Yisheng Feng?
The two had known each other since childhood, certainly qualifying as mutual understanding.
Moreover, according to the Huai Nation Governnt House’s intelligence, after the Mountain and Sea Realm, Yisheng Feng went specifically to find Tai Yin. Presumably, he hadn’t missed others who had fought him.
If it’s him… having this degree of understanding and targeting myself isn’t surprising at all.
As thoughts turned rapidly, Jiang Wang’s eyes completely turned crimson.
Qianyang Red Pupil was already activated, boundless flas winding around him.
Between heaven and earth, an expanse of red erged for this.
There were fla sparrows flying, fla flowers blooming, fla teors falling… A vibrant world of flas ignited in this desolate wilderness.
Brilliant, dazzling, bustling, and bright.
Centered on himself, he instantly unleashed the Fire Realm Art, still incorporating offense in defense. Without knowing the enemy’s details, raising the difficulty of enemy attacks on himself first, leaving himself more room to respond.
At this mont, the evil and strange array patterns between heaven and earth had already taken shape, the eerie and sinister formation set, beginning to show its influence.
The fire essence in this place was being expelled and scattered.
Everything once gentle to Jiang Wang now found it difficult to comply.
But Jiang Wang’s Fire Realm was presided over by Samadhi True Fire and supported by the Burning Fire Bone Lotus, unaffected significantly for the ti being without the supplentation of Heaven and Earth Yuanli.
However, to be as before, allowing flas to rise freely wherever his gaze landed, was now difficult to achieve.
The targeting is too strong…
What is the true nature of this formation?
And where exactly might the enemy be lurking?
Jiang Wang’s eyes, sharp as electricity, scanned the surroundings.
His Qianyang Red Pupil, still conspicuous under the cloak, was itself a cover for him—fooling the opponent into thinking he used these eyes to capture clues.
The Qianyang Red Pupil acquired in the Mountain and Sea Realm probably hadn’t allowed the opponent too much information.
The Qianyang Red Pupil’s ability wasn’t in ticulous observation, so his main ans of capturing the opponent actually relied on the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style.
Amidst this vigilant focus, suddenly his ears twitched as they caught an unusual sound—a sound of skeletons crawling was present in almost all the mountain graves, but this was particularly distinctive, the bones especially robust and vigorous.
It was so subtle, yet like a thunderclap in the world of sound.
And Jiang Wang was on the move!
The suppressive force from the sinister formation ca in waves, the air with a watery dens feel… but it couldn’t suppress Jiang Wang’s movent at all.
He remained unmoved until he moved, then only a cold light was seen.
He landed gracefully and casually, leaving behind the burning fire realm still contending with the formation’s power. Like a long rainbow, he already crashed with sword in person, traversing above a massive mountain grave—
This was an exceptionally large mountain grave, probably due to laziness in burying corpses in the past, burying many at once.
The corpse gas and ghost qi mixed, creating a suffocating stench.
The grave itself hadn’t been completely unearthed yet, five or six skeletal hands laboriously probing through the soil to breathe… finger bones stiffly bending step by step.
Jiang Wang arrived in a flash, with a light motion of his fingers already reversing the grip on the longsword, playing with it like a dagger at will, stabbing downward with decisive crispness!
Man descended, sword also descended.
Man and sword inseparable, even the hair was sharp.
The roaring Sword Qi directly shredded this mountain grave, grinding the bone hands, bone fras, all to powder!
The soil was split.
The skeletons manipulated by so force were cut apart.
The stench and highly toxic odor were also cut apart.
A black iron club erged from the pile of graves,
A fierce, sinister, and extrely mad evil qi, coiled around this iron club, engulfing the sharp Sword Qi.
The iron club was gripped in a rough large hand.
A man with a burly beard and bloodshot eyes lay reclining in the naless mountain grave in the wild, eting gaze with Jiang Wang who was cloaked.
He stared at Jiang Wang’s red eyes under the hood.
Within was an infinite, crazed killing intent.
This club was nad the Grieving Club…
This person was nad Du Yehu!
Since Jiang Wang debuted, the killing hadn’t ceased, fighting countless battles, never once hesitated in combat.
Never!
But at this mont, seeing this face, seeing this person.
He couldn’t help but freeze for a split second!
He had speculated who the hidden opponent might be, had calculated countless possibilities, yet even with Zhongxuan Sheng’s wisdom, even with Zhao Rucheng’s cunning, he couldn’t possibly have thought he would encounter such a person under such circumstances.
Instinctively, his hand holding the sword shifted sideways, letting the Sword Qi bypass Du Yehu, roaring into the ground.
But there was no hesitation in Du Yehu’s Grieving Club, continuing its ferocious trajectory, crashing straight down!
The club hadn’t even reached.
Jiang Wang’s cloak was directly shattered!
The disguise of the Ruyi Immortal Clothes as coarse clothing was shed, returning to the guise of a long-maintained blue robe.
The protecting Path Origin shattered on the spot.
The five Divine Power Lights circled his body, Jiang Wang completely out of a survival instinct leaned back—
The frenzied evil qi smashed onto him, sending him flying backward.
Blood spewed in the air!
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