Nine Nether Dragon Emperor-Chapter 150: Big Brother, Which Clan Shall We Exterminate First?!
CLANG!
Their fists collided, ringing out like clashing metal. The sound was piercing enough to shatter stone. Some of the weaker Martial Artists clapped their hands over their ears, their faces twisted in agony. For others, it was even worse; blood seeped through the gaps between their fingers.
The resulting shockwaves possessed terrifying lethal force. Radiating from the site of the duel, they sliced ancient trees more than thirty feet away cleanly in half. Among the spectators, one Heavenly Realm Martial Artist standing too close was cleanly decapitated. These were merely the aftershocks, yet they held such power. The intensity of the duelists’ techniques was utterly horrifying.
Ningyang’s Dao Body had an ugly expression. To his horror, he discovered that the Divine Patterns Battle Suit on his hand had actually cracked. This was one of his most powerful techniques, yet it couldn’t withstand a single punch from Ning Xuan. What he found even more unacceptable was that he had once again failed to grasp the profundity within Ning Xuan’s fist. This feeling of being completely outmatched was infuriating for Ningyang’s Dao Body.
"Again!" Ning Xuan roared, throwing another punch.
You want to capture the profundity within my fist? Fine, I’ll let you! The strength lies in the man, not the fist!
An invincible belief surged within Ning Xuan’s heart. With this thought, he was astonished to find that the power of his punch grew even stronger.
Ningyang’s Dao Body growled. A thunderous clang erupted from his body once more as the Divine Patterns Battle Suit reappeared. This time, however, Ning Xuan caught sight of purple patterns within it.
Bloodline Power. This Dao Body of Ning Yang’s still possessed one of the twenty-four Divine Demon Physiques.
Ning Xuan let out a cold snort and punched out furiously.
CLANG!
A ringing clash, far louder than before, echoed through the air. The power was even greater. Fortunately, the spectators had been prepared and had already retreated to a safer distance. Otherwise, a few more heads would have been reaped.
BOOM!
After staggering back three steps, the Divine Patterns Battle Suit on Ningyang’s Dao Body suddenly exploded.
PFFT!
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Is this all your Dao Body is capable of?" Ning Xuan asked, sounding somewhat disappointed. He hadn’t even used his Bloodline Power yet. Is that it?
Many of the onlookers were stunned.
Listen to him! Is he even human? What does he mean, "is this all you’re capable of"? You’re just a Human Realm Warrior! If it were anyone else, they’d have been blown to bits by you countless times over! The fact that he can fight you like this is already a miracle. What more could you possibly want?
"You are a prodigy fit to soar the nine heavens!" someone couldn’t help but exclaim, giving him a thumbs-up.
Ning Xuan glanced over and paused in his tracks.
That guy isn’t cursing at me. He’s genuinely praising me. If I were killed, he’d probably be crying his grievances to Yama.
"Indeed! No wonder they dare speak of taking on the Four Great Families!"
"They have the arrogance to back it up, but the members of the Four Great Families won’t fight them on an even playing field."
Some people stared at Ning Xuan, their eyes gleaming. When Ning Xuan’s gaze swept over them, they quickly looked away, none daring to meet his eyes.
"Naturally, this is not all I have. However, I have no desire to play with you any longer. In one month, the Ten Clans Grand Tournament will be held here. I’ll be waiting for you on the Heavenly Ladder!" As Ningyang’s Dao Body spoke, his figure began to fade.
But Ning Xuan would not let him have his way.
"You’re not getting away!"
He took a single step, and the world trembled. A powerful restraining force suddenly filled the area, and in the High Heaven, what looked like a continuous mountain range seemed to be hurtling down toward them. The Majestic Pressure grew ever stronger, forcefully immobilizing Ningyang’s Dao Body in the void.
HUM!
Divine Patterns swirled around him as his terrifying aura twisted, as if a world-conquering sovereign was about to awaken.
Ning Xuan, however, simply reached out his hand.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The Divine Patterns transformed into sharp swords, slashing toward Ning Xuan as the void filled with their ringing cries.
Ning Xuan let out a low shout and punched with his left fist, advancing instead of retreating.
PFFT!
The swords of Divine Patterns were endlessly sharp. After Ning Xuan shattered one, the next pierced straight through his left fist. But his outstretched right hand had found its mark. As he retreated explosively, he now held a ball of True Blood. Purple light danced chaotically within it, its divine might unfathomable.
Many eyes fixated on Ning Xuan’s tightly clenched fist.
Divine Body True Blood! A treasure capable of creating another Divine Body! 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"Catch!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Ning Xuan tossed it to Sun Zhu. Sun Zhu, caught off guard, was stupefied as he instinctively caught it.
"What are you standing there dazed for? Swallow it!" Ning Xuan ordered, appearing in front of him.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Sun Zhu swallowed the Divine Body True Blood, an artifact countless people could only dream of obtaining. In the distance, many onlookers stared at him with eyes that wished they could skin him alive.
A renegade of the Human Realm! What a colossal waste of a heavenly treasure!
"You have humiliated me time and again. In one month, we will settle our score!" Ning Yang’s voice thundered across the sky.
Sun Zhu wiped his mouth and retorted defiantly, "Pah! You’re not worthy of fighting my big brother! In one month, I will fight you! A battle of life and death, until one of us is dead!"
This time, Sun Zhu had failed to break through to the Divine Realm, but witnessing his idol get brutally beaten by his big brother had a profound impact on him.
In one month, I will succeed or die trying! Otherwise, I’ll have failed my big brother!
"Heh heh..."
Following a faint chuckle, Ning Yang’s presence vanished without a trace.
"Damn it! I’m serious! You all bear witness for me!" Sun Zhu raged. Never before had anyone dared to mock him so.
Though impatient, Sun Zhu hadn’t forgotten Ning Xuan’s goal. He immediately asked, "Big brother, which family do we exterminate first?" Before Ning Xuan could answer, he turned to the crowd. "Which is closest? The Sun Family, the Kong Family, the Wu Family, or the Jun Family?!"
Naturally, no one answered.
WHOOSH!
Sun Zhu disappeared from his spot. He seized a man and hissed with murderous intent, "Talk! If you don’t, I’ll end you!"
"How dare you, you..."
The man’s companion was secretly delighted. Feigning anger, he was about to make a move, but the moment he opened his mouth, Sun Zhu’s aura surged. An Element Force Giant Hand shot out and crushed the companion’s skull.
BOOM!
A perfectly good head burst open like a watermelon.
"I’ll talk, I’ll talk! The Kong Family is the closest!" the man held by Sun Zhu shrieked in terror.
Damn it all! This is no renegade of the Human Realm; this is a powerhouse at the Peak of the King Realm! You son of a bitch! Why did you suppress your Realm just to get your ass kicked earlier?!
Sun Zhu’s face was expressionless. "Point the way."
"Th-that way..." The man shakily pointed, not daring to look directly at him.
Sun Zhu tossed the man aside like a piece of trash. Before the man even hit the ground, Sun Zhu was already back at Ning Xuan’s side, scratching his head with a fawning smile. "Big brother, are we heading to the Kong Family?"
Ning Xuan shook his head and looked toward the horizon. "They’re already here."
Sun Zhu followed his gaze and saw several silhouettes flickering at the edge of the sky.
"Don’t you run!" Sun Zhu roared before vanishing from sight.
Ning Xuan followed at a leisurely pace.
The onlookers in that direction scattered as if fleeing a plague god, hastily clearing a path. They may have had some ideas earlier, but after learning that one of the duo was a Peak King Realm expert, they lost all nerve.
Only after Ning Xuan was far in the distance did these Martial Artists finally breathe a sigh of relief. Those affiliated with the Four Great Families, in particular, were drenched in a cold sweat. They immediately hurried away. They had to inform the Four Great Families to prepare for what was coming.
