1175: Chapter 1168: The Belated Arrival of Yan Tianjue 1175: Chapter 1168: The Belated Arrival of Yan Tianjue Even an Initial Stage Emperor Level powerhouse couldn’t easily blast the head of Corpse Saint Zhao Wuji into ashes, yet now Zhao Wuji’s head has turned directly into ash?
This caused Ghost Saint Huang Chongtian to involuntarily open his mouth slightly in shock; he couldn’t believe everything he was witnessing.
As for Xu Hongwen, Li Nan, and Lin Xinyi, who were slumped on the ground, they couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Ye Chenfeng resolve Zhao Wuji.
Ye Chenfeng had once again brought them a pleasant surprise.
As for Ye Chenfeng who was rapidly retreating, the skin on his right hand was completely burned.
He had to extract his own blood from the Deep Red Earthflame Crystal, then use Soul Force to release the fire attribute energy within the crystal.
During this process, Ye Chenfeng’s hand had to be in contact with the Deep Red Earthflame Crystal.
Ye Chenfeng had just clearly felt the power of the Deep Red Earthflame Crystal; had he retreated a second or two later, his entire right palm might have been burnt to ashes.
A cold sweat broke out on his back, fortunately, the Deep Red Earthflame Crystal was used against Zhao Wuji.
If it was used to deal with Ghost Saint Huang Chongtian, then it definitely would not work.
If Corpse Saint Zhao Wuji had limbs to fight back just now, Ye Chenfeng would never have been able to stuff the Earthflame Crystal into Zhao Wuji’s mouth.
Even if the Earthflame Crystal was forced into Zhao Wuji’s mouth at the end, if Zhao Wuji had grabbed Ye Chenfeng, the final outcome might have been that they both would be burned to ashes by the flames.
After being stunned for a moment, Ghost Saint Huang Chongtian gradually came to his senses, realizing that Ye Chenfeng’s novel tactics were endless.
No wonder he was able to kill the Saint Level Peak Zhong Liyang.
This made Huang Chongtian increasingly suspect that Ye Chenfeng might still have aces up his sleeve, as he watched with indecision in his eyes.
“Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!——”
Sounds of dull thuds reverberated incessantly around the clearing.
The thousands of zombified bodies had their heads explode one after another, and the sound of heads bursting continued from within the forest.
The zombies in this Corpse Mountain Paradise were all connected to Corpse Saint Zhao Wuji by threads of connection.
Now that the Corpse Saint was dead, they no longer had a reason to stay alive, and so their heads burst in succession.
The bursting sounds lasted for a good seven or eight minutes before gradually stopping.
A powerful figure from the Heavenly Alliance, the Corpse Saint, had thus fallen by the hands of Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng had sustained some internal injuries within his body.
Now that he had dealt with Corpse Saint Zhao Wuji, he immediately felt a relief in his heart.
He cast his gaze toward Ghost Saint Huang Chongtian in the distance, knowing he must quickly deal with Huang Chongtian as well; otherwise, it would truly be troublesome if Yan Tianjue arrived here.
Upon feeling Ye Chenfeng’s gaze, Ghost Saint Huang Chongtian felt the Soul Force inside his body churn slightly.
He spoke up, “Ye Chenfeng, don’t think that just because you killed the Corpse Saint, you will also be able to kill me.
The Corpse Saint died purely due to his own carelessness.”
The burns on Ye Chenfeng’s right hand were healing rapidly; the bracelet that suppressed the red gas was already on his right wrist, and he had a button stuffed into his ear, ready to enter a controllable Berserk State at any moment.
And just at this time.
A formidable Soul Force was faintly transmitted from the distant forest.
The expressions of everyone who felt this Soul Force were varied.
Ye Chenfeng and Xu Hongwen, among others, felt a sense of unease—they reckoned that the newcomer was very likely Yan Tianjue.
Ghost Saint Huang Chongtian casually twisted his wrist and said, “Ye Chenfeng, it seems I won’t have the opportunity to play with you anymore.
The Young Master has already arrived.
I’ll be waiting to watch you die at the hands of the Young Master, hahaha——”
Just as Ghost Saint Huang Chongtian’s voice fell, a figure appeared above the clearing.
Upon seeing Ye Chenfeng, his facial expression quickly twisted.
This person was Yan Tianjue, who had used the Emperor Soul Pill to advance to the Initial Stage of the Emperor Level.
Along the way, he saw that the forest was strewn with the corpses of zombies, and now, seeing thousands of zombie corpses on the clearing, he couldn’t help but ask, “Where is Corpse Saint Zhao Wuji?
Don’t tell me he was killed by Ye Chenfeng?”
Ghost Saint Huang Chongtian hurriedly replied, “Young Master, Zhao Wuji was indeed killed by Ye Chenfeng.”
Hearing this, Yan Tianjue nodded, glanced at Xu Hongwen and others who were collapsed on the ground, and then focused his gaze on Ye Chenfeng.
His body suddenly shuddered, “Rip!
Rip!” His clothes suddenly burst apart, revealing his two metallic arms.
Yan Tianjue’s face showed a mixture of madness and excitement as he shouted, “Ye Chenfeng, as the Young Master of the Heavenly Alliance, I have ended up in such a state, all thanks to you.
I will make you kneel and beg me to end your life quickly.
You will know the difference between us, that you, Ye Chenfeng, will never be a match for me, Yan Tianjue, never.”
Yan Tianjue, almost delirious with madness, suddenly amplified his Soul Force of the Initial Emperor Level within him.
His muscles twitched slightly, and the extreme Soul Force of the Initial Emperor Level made Xu Hongwen and the others worry for Ye Chenfeng, who was still at the Peak of the Venerable Level.
It was nearly impossible to challenge someone of the Initial Emperor Level beyond one’s own rank.
If it were another expert at the Peak of the Venerable Level fighting against someone at the Initial Emperor Level, Xu Hongwen and the others wouldn’t even use the word “nearly”; it would simply be deemed impossible.
However, they still held a glimmer of hope for Ye Chenfeng who had repeatedly created miracles.
After Yan Tianjue boosted his Soul Force of the Initial Emperor Level, Ye Chenfeng activated a button in his ear with his Soul Force.
A series of infuriating images flooded his mind, causing the red gas in his Dantian to stir up.
Soon, Ye Chenfeng’s hair turned pale red, and a faint red aura swirled around him, abruptly advancing his strength from the Peak of the Venerable Level to the Initial Stage of the Saint Level.
Ghost Saint Huang Chongtian, seeing Ye Chenfeng suddenly boosting his power, was taken aback; he was previously unaware that Ye Chenfeng possessed such a move.
It filled him with surprise, and he could sense that Ye Chenfeng’s momentum was no less than his own.
Had Ye Chenfeng not used his full strength while fighting Corpse Saint?
Ghost Saint couldn’t help but feel even more puzzled about Ye Chenfeng, thinking to himself, “Ye Chenfeng indeed has some tricks up his sleeve.
However, the Young Master is now at the strength of the Initial Emperor Level and will undoubtedly overpower Ye Chenfeng.”
Upon noticing Ye Chenfeng’s increase in strength, Yan Tianjue revealed a disdainful smile and bellowed, “Ye Chenfeng, don’t think you’re still as lucky as before.
Didn’t you enjoy tormenting me last time?
Soon, I’ll break every bone in your body one by one, making you kneel and call me grandpa.”
Yan Tianjue’s emotions were completely out of control.
If it weren’t for the appearance of Ye Chenfeng, he would still be a Young Master in the Heavenly Alliance with boundless prospects.
However, since Ye Chenfeng’s appearance, he shattered Yan Tianjue’s confidence, pride, and everything about him.
Now, to kill Ye Chenfeng with his own hands, Yan Tianjue did not hesitate to take the Emperor Soul Pill, which reduced his lifespan to just one year.
In Yan Tianjue’s eyes, it was Ye Chenfeng, this bastard, who ruined his life.
He couldn’t wait to flay Ye Chenfeng alive and drink his blood.
The Soul Force of the Initial Emperor Level emitted from Yan Tianjue caused Ye Chenfeng to feel waves of invisible pressure, making his chest feel stifled.
He knew that with his current strength, even if he could enter a controllable Berserk State, his chances of defeating Yan Tianjue were slim.
However, Ye Chenfeng had no other choice but to forge ahead as there was no retreat left for him.
Ye Chenfeng pushed his Soul Force of the Initial Saint Level to its limits.
Clenching his teeth tight, he knew the real battle was just beginning.
Should he lose this fight, he – Ye Chenfeng – would perish.
Therefore, this was a battle he absolutely could not afford to lose.
The fighting spirit within him surged forth mightily.
…(To be continued.
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