Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

Chapter 1557: Heartless!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Boom!

A thunderous explosion rang out and reverberated millions of kilometers away; even those near the Teleportation Formation felt a sliver of the turbulence!

The scene was extremely hideous. The ground had been burst open, and a huge crevice had formed. Many Lunar Beasts that had sprung up to attack were blasted into pieces, and smoke rose from their corpses. The entire five-thousand-kilometer radius was destroyed.

Around a third of the hundred-odd pursuers had been hurt badly. Some had lost limbs while a dozen-odd had been severely wounded. Poison Spirit was even worse off; his lower body had totally disappeared, and he had crashed landed into the ground. His fate was uncertain.

The hundred-odd pursuers had fled at least fifty kilometers away. At this moment, seeing the smoke and dust billowing from the site of the explosion and those who had been severely wounded, they exchanged stares, at a loss at what was to be done. Many were silently cursing that formidable martial artist; if he was going to die, so be it. Why did he have to implicate others? Poison Spirit was already in an inescapable situation and could be easily killed; there wasn’t a need to self-implode, right? The formidable martial artist that self-imploded had destroyed his own divine soul in the process.

Swish!

A few You Clan members were still not assured as they flew to the epicenter of the explosion. Regardless of whether Poison Spirit had been killed by that explosion, they wanted to completely destroy his body.

“Eh?”

Five thousand kilometers away from the epicenter, two figures were flying rapidly. One was a puppet whose body was covered with swords and was bringing the other, a teen dressed in black. As they were so close to the epicenter of the explosion, the teen in black naturally could feel the violent turbulence in the spatial zone.

“Such a terrifying explosion? It should be a formidable martial artist self-imploding. The Purgatory Mystic Realm is so dangerous, and no one would come here normally. Could it be...?” The teen in black’s eyes shone as he suddenly had a premonition. He roared, “Sword Emanations King, faster!”

This teen was naturally Jiang Yi. He had immediately acted the moment Yi Chan and company had entered the Teleportation Formation. The Sword Emanations King was faster than Poison Spirit. As the latter had been fleeing for a couple of hours, Jiang Yi had also been rushing in the opposite direction.

Originally, the two sides were not supposed to meet as they were on different trajectories; if not for the explosion, they probably would have just missed each other. However, the horrific explosion had attracted Jiang Yi’s attention. Not many people would come to the Purgatory Mystic Realm. Furthermore, having sensed Yi Chan’s presence, Jiang Yi decided to go and take a look. It wasn’t that far away anyway.

“There are so many people!”

Five thousand kilometers was not far and Jiang Yi soon grew near. He could sense many people’s divine senses. As he swept his over, many divine senses also swept back at him. Both sides expressed shock at the same time.

“Poison Spirit?”

Jiang Yi detected Poison Spirit’s half-blasted body in a crevice far away as someone had just held onto Poison Spirit’s neck and was flying out from that hole. Jiang Yi’s eyes flashed coldly as his anger surged; he seemed as if he was going to burn the entire sky!

Why was Poison Spirit here? Who were those men? Why did they attack Poison Spirit?

These questions floated in Jiang Yi’s mind. However, he immediately cast them aside. Regardless of who they were and why they had attacked Poison Spirit, they were guilty by the fact that they had injured Poison Spirit. Jiang Yi was someone who cared for and protected his people; whoever dared to bully them, he would throw caution to the wind and ‘kill first, ask questions later’.

Buzz!

An old guqin appeared in his hand as his Wintry Pearl shone at the same time. Countless Sword Emanations Race beings appeared as he roared, “Sword Emanations King, kill—”

“Jiang Yi?”

The hundred-over men were stunned beyond measure. Some of those who were hurt even thought that Jiang Yi was an illusion; they blinked their eyes repeatedly and verified multiple times. Everyone could not understand: Jiang Yi was still alive after spending twenty days in this place?

“Not good—”

Soon, they found out that this wasn’t the time to think about this matter. Jiang Yi had already released more than a hundred thousand Sword Emanations Race beings soaring towards them with the intention to kill. The killing aura from the Sword Emanations King leading the pack was terrifying; many of them were extremely frightened.

“Kill!”

Encountering such a situation, no one bothered with saying anything anymore. Having seen their mortal enemy appear—since Jiang Yi had not died, they were going to end him here and now. The formidable martial artist holding onto Poison Spirit’s eyes shifted as he realized that he had a hostage in his hands. He shouted, “Jiang Yi, do not act recklessly; if not, I will immediately kill Poison Spirit...”

Clang-clang!

A soft sound rang out from the guqin, and this man’s words immediately ceased. All the formidable martial artists heading towards Jiang Yi also immediately stopped.

Jiang Yi’s Divine Sound Heaven Skill was how powerful now? Even he himself didn’t know!

Originally, his Divine Sound Heaven Skill could already affect Yi Tu and Mo Lingqiu. Now, his Massacre Intent had ranked up underneath the Divine Tree, and his Divine Sound Heaven Skill’s power had at least tripled. After that, he had attained the Entry Stage of quintessence and had studied it for such a long time; his Divine Sound Heaven Skill once again had grown stronger.

The hundred-odd formidable martial artists from many clans were all Demon-Killing Battle God-equivalent at least; many were even Titled Battle Gods. However, none were top-notch formidable martial artists. After all, all the top-notch formidable martial artists in each clan would be helming important positions or taking on responsibilities; they wouldn’t be wasted being bodyguards for Bai Ditian, Qiu Ren, and company. Hence, without exception, all the formidable martial artists here were instantly affected by the guqin’s sound. Their eyes became bloodshot, and it was evident they had been impacted by the baneful aura.

While they were being assaulted by the baneful aura, the Sword Emanations Race beings were not. Like streaks of light, their sword-like hands started to hack at these formidable martial artists.

Bang, bang, bang!

Some of those wearing supreme-grade divine artifact battle armor were more fortunate and had only been sent flying. Those without were killed and turned into mince flesh immediately. The man holding onto Poison Spirit was easily sliced by the Sword Emanations King as the Sword Emanations King brought Poison Spirit back to Jiang Yi.

Poison Spirit had already fainted. Fortunately, he was still breathing. Jiang Yi did not have time to care for him now; as long as Poison Spirit wasn’t dead, he could still be helped. The last time, both his legs had been cut off, and they had grown back eventually.

Jiang Yi controlled the Sword Emanations Race beings and continued the assault, continuously playing the guqin. After just one wave of attacks, more than half of the hundred over men had been slaughtered while the other half was sent flying.

“Pfff...”

Many people spat out fresh blood as immense pain rang out from their bodies. One of the You Clan formidable martial artists roared, “Jiang Yi, stop! This is a misunderstanding! If you kill us, the three Heavenly Kings would not let you off!”

“Right, right!”

Another man who had been startled awake also yelled, “Jiang Yi, your wanton killing previously had led to heavy punishment. If you dare to continue killing indiscriminately this time, Heavenly King Wu and Heavenly King Long would definitely sentence you to death immediately...”

“Jiang Yi, stop!”

Clang-clang!

All the subsequent words and voices were silenced by the guqin’s melody as everyone fell under its spell again. Jiang Yi’s face displayed no emotion. His heart was like steel now as he ordered the Sword Emanations King, “Kill all of them; not one is to be left alive!”

Since he had already killed forty to fifty of them, how could Jiang Yi stop now?

Killing one was a crime; killing ten thousand made one a hero; slaughtering nine hundred ninety-nine thousand made one a hero among heroes! Heavenly King Wu said that there was no justice in this word; might was right. While Jiang Yi did not know if his fist was already hard enough now, Jiang Yi’s heart was definitely brutal and cruel enough!

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Tens of thousands of Sword Emanations Race beings soared forward, surrounding the tens of enemies as they continued hacking at them. Jiang Yi used his guqin to assist as this group of men immediately was suppressed. The Sword Emanations King was unstoppable; every time it attacked, it would pierce through the supreme-grade divine artifact battle armor of the formidable martial artists; they would be killed without question!

One minute later—merely one minute later!

More than a hundred men had been hacked to death as interspatial rings automatically floated in midair. Those supreme-grade divine artifact battle armors that hadn’t been destroyed also floated in midair. Some formidable martial artists that had died had all their bones and flesh chopped up while many had their brains smashed; the sight was unbearable.

Swish!

Jiang Yi kept his guqin as he held onto Poison Spirit single-handedly and flew over. He kept all the interspatial rings and supreme-grade divine artifact battle armors first before taking out recuperation medicine to give to Poison Spirit. He then used his heavenly powers to help Poison Spirit heal.

“Pfff!”

Poison Spirit was triggered by Jiang Yi’s injection of heavenly powers as he spat out a mouthful of blood and groggily woke up. He looked at Jiang Yi for a moment as his eyes narrowed, and his face revealed his delight. His lips then moved slightly as he said with much difficulty, “Young Lord, hurry... hurry up and go and rescue your three madams. They are near the Teleportation Formation!”