Evil Venerable of the Sword Dao-Chapter 649 - 082: Qi and Blood Transform into Dragon

"Insolence! Little thing, you dare insult my brother like this!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the far void, and the voice shook heaven and earth.

Following that, an overwhelming energy like thunder rolled in! This energy, like furious thunderbolt heavenly tribulation, suddenly fixed the space, and immobilized Tianjun Main Peak.

All the cultivators still within the range of this main peak immediately felt that they could no longer move, their bodies out of their control.

However, it was not that all cultivators were physically restrained by the newcomer; it was rather an aura of majesty that created a powerful mental impact, creating an illusion. Although it was just an illusion, the sensation was indeed very uncomfortable.

From this alone, it was not difficult to discern that the newcomer was incredibly arrogant and domineering, unconcerned about others, flaunting a haughty, overbearing style.

And who else could be brothers with Hu Zhichun, apart from the fifth person of Heavenly Capital, Pang Wanchuan?

"Whoosh whoosh—"

"Splat—"

"You little mongrel, you dare—"

An angry shout erupted, followed by endless chaotic impacts; Tianjun Main Peak almost exploded instantly, while space seemed to freeze, with endless chaotic energy also solidifying.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat, a vague yet terrifying sensation passing in an instant, still unclear what exactly had happened.

At that moment, the void seemed to collapse, and Tianjun Main Peak suddenly trembled; next, the heaven and earth emitted deafening ’booming’ sounds.

Tianjun Main Peak, as if suddenly uprooted, with endless energy scattering in all directions, trees on the mountain severely ravaged and scattered about.

At the peak, countless ancient pines were uprooted, shattered in mid-air of the void, all dust and huge rocks turned to ashes.

That fixed, solidified energy, at this moment also turned to dust, shattering the void.

Twisted void, twisted energy, twisted laws and offensive, suddenly burst out, and then suddenly ended!

Even, no one knew how the attack was delivered, or how it was retracted.

After a brief silence, everyone finally saw the scene clearly.

Hu Zhichun’s head was severed at some unknown time, already dead. His severed head showed a fierce expression, his bulging dead fish eyes nearly popping out. His face covered with urine and feces, a typical look of dying with lingering resentment!

And even though he was dead, his head was still being stepped on by Hou Chen, who stood proudly, arrogantly aloof, his eyes carrying a confident, lone, and stern look.

In contrast, the suddenly appeared Pang Wanchuan, his black long hair which had been tied by a jade hairpin was now severed, his hair disheveled.

His messy hair flying about, his body streaked with spotty blood, breathing slightly rapid, looking somewhat disheveled.

"Second Refining Sword Tribulation? The fifth of Heavenly Capital? Is merely so! Since killed, I don’t mind killing one more! But before I kill you, I invite you to have a feast first!"

Hou Chen, with his hands behind his back, the pitch-black Soul Sword dancing beside him, flickering with an emperor-like sharp Sword Intent.

The soul within the sword seemed always hungry and restless, ready to move.

"Zhou Yan disregards the rules, slays a fellow sect member, gives no face to the Saint, causing the Saint to lose face; now, I shall act on behalf of the Saint, bestowing a holy punishment, and cutting down your Three Souls and Seven Spirits!"

Pang Wanchuan roared.

His voice spanning the sky, holding a top-level soul artifact slashing down, his Blood Qi soaring, shaking mountains and rivers.

A sword strike was made, heaven and earth again fluctuated, endless mountain ranges shaking.

"Boom," "Boom," "Boom"...

Sword Light condensed out, then suddenly exploded and scattered in all directions.

Hou Chen casually responded, not engaging with Pang Wanchuan’s words, because he insisted, letting Pang Wanchuan have an extra meal.

The so-called extra meal, was making him eat the excrement that was beaten out, and drink the urine that Hou Chen had scattered!

That was the extra meal!

Seeing this previous scene, all cultivators understood Hou Chen’s intention, and Pang Wanchuan understood too. Hence, it was exactly because of this that he became even more furious.

Also, under the watchful eyes of the Saint, being killed by the Zhou Yan Faction yet again, was this disregarding the rules? How would the Saint protect them this time?

Pang Wanchuan’s heart brimmed with a killing intent, not just because several moves had been ineffective, but also Hou Chen’s strong potential that made him fearful.

How old was this youth? To be so terrifying, succeeding the predecessors! Originally, he should have been competing with the next generation’s geniuses, but he was on par with this generation.

Keep in mind, nearly every twenty years, there was an era of separation between geniuses! Pang Wanchuan, nearly forty years old, still in his prime, considered very young.

Yet not to mention Zhou Yan’s age of twenty-six, today’s Hou Chen, absolutely would not be over ten years old; the heck, even starting cultivation from the womb wouldn’t be so ferocious, right?

Pang Wanchuan’s frustration could be imagined.

Exactly because of Hou Chen’s terrifying potential and young age, he was even more frightened, hence he struck even more ruthlessly.

...

Hou Chen, holding the pitch-black Soul Sword, a sword nearly identical to the Broken Worry Sword, stood proudly, finally stirring up his whole body’s Blood Qi.

He was serious now.

For someone to beat Pang Wanchuan so badly that he spewed filth was undoubtedly a fool’s dream.

But he had a chance, for he harbored Emperor Blood within his body.

Hou Chen derived an ancient Tai Chu Rune, which transformed the Emperor Qi Dragon Transformation Technique into a rune form, while simultaneously unleashing the Emperor Sword Soul of the Emperor Qi Sword Body, allowing the Sword Soul to transform into a dragon, exhibiting the Devouring Heaven Technique.

At that moment, the golden-red Blood Qi within Hou Chen surged upward, exploding with a boom like thunder shaking the heavens.

"Whoosh—"

The Blood Qi transformed into a dragon, covering this part of heaven and earth in a golden-red Blood Light.

Afterward, Hou Chen moved like lightning, with the Soul Sword in hand, his figure enveloped within the Emperor Qi Giant Dragon, as if putting on an outer shell of Dragon Form.

With a single sword strike, the Void trembled, time was frozen.

A mere move, without the support of Tao Rules, no Anomaly manifested, nor was there a Great Dao Resonance, and none of the magnificent astral phenomena of Combat Power Breaking Nine appeared.

Everything that should be part of Hou Chen’s attacking variations didn’t exist.

This single move, simple as Returning to the Truth, left an indelible impression on everyone. For to everyone there, there was only this sword strike.

This sword strike seemed even to surpass the Evil King’s peak sword strike of Contempt for All Living Beings Swordsmanship.

Hou Chen’s movements, though seemingly slow, were actually alarmingly fast.

Pang Wanchuan was tremendously shaken, his expression horrified, his figure suddenly enlarged, suddenly deriving a myriad of Ten Thousand Dao, transforming into countless Pang Wanchuans, to counter the endless killing intent of Hou Chen.

But Hou Chen’s figure was even faster, like lightning piercing through, his one sword transforming into thousands.

"Pu pu pu—"

With the Soul Sword continuously slashing, the countless heads corresponding to Pang Wanchuan’s figures were decapitated one by one, rolling in the Void, plummeting down, while the corresponding headless corpses also fell from the sky one by one.

Blood rained down from the sky.

This was real blood, meaning that each decapitated head appeared genuinely from Pang Wanchuan himself!

Hou Chen’s movements were incredibly fast, so fast that upon realizing the reality of these heads, the next time he swung his sword, he had already split open the heads like gutting a fish, turning the heads into pulp.

"Ah—"

Endless crying out from Pang Wanchuan could be heard; facing the Emperor Qi Dragon Transformation, his Realm and strength were inexplicably suppressed, making this battle extremely stifling, and strange impurities formed inside his body due to the fight.

These impurities weren’t normally frightening, since they could be refined into nothingness, but now they appeared, casting a grim look on Pang Wanchuan’s face, as he thought of the words "grand feast," recalling the fate of his brother Hu Zhichun.

The sky was dyed red by the blood, Hou Chen’s body shook, the Ethereal Giant Dragon flew out, opened its mouth wide, and in an unguarded moment, Pang Wanchuan’s many figures were devoured into the body of Emperor Qi Giant Dragon.

"Pu pu—"

The Emperor Qi Giant Dragon chewed twice, and those engulfed bodies immediately exploded.

The moment the bodies exploded, they were expelled by the Emperor Qi Giant Dragon.

The sky grew even bloodier. However, Hou Chen remained in his white clothes, untainted by any blood, his expression calm, like a dispassionate deity.

"Do you have any more tricks? Go ahead and use them, otherwise, in the next moment, I’ll beat you until you spew filth and then offer you a ’grand feast!’"

Hou Chen coldly commanded.

Pang Wanchuan was wounded, not even knowing why, one could imagine his frustration!

He bellowed angrily, summoning the full Combat Power of Sword Tribulation Realm! He tore off his Combat Armor, forsaking all defenses, wanting to engage in a true death battle with Hou Chen!

Amidst endless rage and madness, he broke free from the strange suppression of "Emperor Qi Dragon," his strength was directly elevated to its normal level!

This change spurred Pang Wanchuan, finally knowing how to resist the suppression of the Emperor Qi Dragon Transformation, no longer passive, thus his confidence surged!

In the previous battle, due to this strange suppression, his strength wasn’t even able to express a third of its capabilities; he was greatly stifled and then tricked twice consecutively by Hou Chen, suffering huge losses.

Now, he truly wanted to suppress Hou Chen, making sure Hou Chen never rises again, turning the women who admired Zhou Yan into lowly maids kneeling at his side!

...

In the distant sky, all the Cultivators were shaken, how could Pang Wanchuan, ranked fifth in the overall strength of Heavenly Capital, be beaten so helplessly? What was happening?

Not only this, but Pang Wanchuan’s Ten Thousand Dao Sword Dao, which normally would instantly possess the Combat Power of 108,000 Pang Wanchuans, was so stiflingly suppressed, even before it could be effective, so many "avatars" were decapitated, countless heads chopped off, and their blood almost vaporized!

Such a battle record was shocking!

In the depths of the Void, Moon Immortal, Fairy Die, and others’ eyes deepened as they watched Hou Chen, their expressions somewhat unusual.

Evil King, Yaochi Saint, Yao, Tai Guang, Heavenly Book Saint, and others then released a peculiar brilliance in their eyes, clearly somewhat shaken.

Below in the Void, Zhou Gucheng’s gaze brightened; he thought this move would be extremely difficult for Hou Chen, yet unexpectedly, Hou Chen directly stimulated the divine might of the Emperor Blood, triggered the Dragon Bloodline, driving the Emperor Qi Dragon Transformation, and showcased a terrifyingly effective technique!

Such means, so overwhelmingly invincible!

Zhou Gucheng seemed to see Zhou Yan becoming the young master, as if Zhou Yan stood here, towering over all, imposingly overlooking the world.