Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 1397 - 1382: Crippled Hands

The storm, endless demonic annihilation!

The wind rises, clouds surge!

In the blink of an eye, the surging storm merges into one, turning pitch black. Between heaven and earth, the demonic intent is overwhelming, the murderous aura is boundless.

At this moment, even Murong Fengyun's figure completely disappears in the dark storm of swirling black clouds.

"Storm, endless demonic annihilation? This move should be enough to kill an ordinary Four-star Half God Realm Martial Artist." Staring at the surging black storm, Ziyi said.

Ziyi continued, "For Murong Fengyun to comprehend such a powerful killing move, he can indeed be considered a genius."

Upon hearing Ziyi's words, Shi Feng chuckled disdainfully, saying, "Hmph, though this person can comprehend such a killing move, he lacks the temperament, so his achievements in this lifetime will be limited."

While saying this, facing the torrent of violent black clouds, Shi Feng's expression remained calm as he spoke to the front, "Trash, today you harbor a murderous intent towards me, constrained by the rules of the Sinister Demon City, I will cripple your hands, but if we meet during the great competition, I will definitely kill you!"

"Definitely kill you!" As the three words fell, an invisible force surged out from Shi Feng, rushing towards the ferocious black storm.

Next, the formless power from Shi Feng clashed with that black storm. The overwhelming demonic intent and murderous aura of the black storm disappeared instantly, revealing a young figure clad in bronze battle armor — none other than Murong Fengyun!

At this moment, Murong Fengyun's figure was suspended mid-air, trembling violently, as if constantly being struck by an invisible force.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Waves of painful screams continuously emanated from Murong Fengyun's mouth.

Until the screams stopped, Murong Fengyun fainted!

Then, the fainted Murong Fengyun fell to the ground like a pile of mud, lying motionless.

Shi Feng said he'd cripple his hands, his words were actions! At this moment, Murong Fengyun's hand bones had been shattered by Shi Feng's formless power.

"This... Murong Fengyun finally lost to this fierce young man!" Someone realized by now that this youth was truly ruthless, his actions decisive, and his words sharp.

By now, hearing the murmurs around them, even if the young man was unaware of Murong Fengyun's status, he should know his extraordinary background. Yet, he still repeatedly taught Murong Fengyun a lesson.

What else could he be but ruthless?

"Storm, endless demonic annihilation! Murong Fengyun's strongest killing move, rumored to be capable of defeating Four-star Half God Realm experts! Yet, who would have thought that this young man would break it in an instant! What kind of person is this? Since when has our Sinister Abyss produced such a genius?"

"Murong Fengyun, defeated so tragically!"

At this point, astute observers realized the extraordinary nature of this unfamiliar young man!

Moreover, the harsh words that young man spoke to Murong Fengyun echoed in people's hearts: constrained by the rules of the Sinister Demon City, I crippled your hands, but if we meet during the great competition, I will definitely kill you!

People realized once more that if this wasn't the Sinister Demon City, perhaps this ruthless young man would have truly killed Murong Fengyun of the Murong Family.

Amidst the noise of discussions, Shi Feng coldly scanned the surrounding crowd, and under his gaze, people immediately fell silent.

Under the momentum of this ruthless young man, they dared not speak further.

On the other hand, Murong Fengyun still lay there like a dead dog.

Despite Murong Fengyun's distinguished status, nobody wanted to be like him at this moment.

Then, Shi Feng and his two companions turned around, looking toward the Fallen Dragon Plaza.

From what had just transpired, several pairs of eyes from within the Fallen Dragon Plaza had been drawn over.

At this moment, seeing Shi Feng and his companions looking in this direction, many who were unable to sense the will of the Fallen Ancient Demon Dragon began to leave the plaza.

Suddenly, with some space opening up outside the Fallen Dragon Plaza where Shi Feng and his companions stood, none dared to step forward to claim it.

"Let's go." Shi Feng spoke to Ziyi and Miss Rou'er.

"Alright!" Hearing Shi Feng's words, Rou'er smiled sweetly in response.

She originally detested Murong Fengyun, and seeing Shi Feng teach that arrogant and domineering Murong Fengyun a lesson was truly satisfying for her.

Afterward, Shi Feng and his companions resumed their steps toward the Fallen Dragon Plaza.

Having waited so long and after all that happened, they could finally enter the legendary Fallen Dragon Plaza.

Though entering the plaza, if lucky, one might sense the sorrowful will of the Ancient Demon Dragon's demise.

However, by now, the people Shi Feng observed all wore expressions of regret and disappointment, suggesting that sensing the demon dragon's dying will — becoming that lucky one Ziyi spoke of — was almost impossible.

Seeing figures depart in disappointment, Shi Feng held no great hope; he was just going to try his luck.

Now, Shi Feng and his companions had entered the Fallen Dragon Plaza, standing below the gaze of the Demon Dragon Statue.

At this moment, Ziyi spoke again to Shi Feng and Rou'er, "Close your eyes, relax completely. Good luck!"

After Ziyi finished, he closed his eyes. Shi Feng and Rou'er followed suit, closing their eyes and relaxing their minds.

Then, they began to wait.

Waiting for hope and miracles to appear.

Around them, occasional sighs of helplessness were heard as people left and entered the Fallen Dragon Plaza.

Time passed slowly, yet no hope or miracles happened for Shi Feng; he did not sense the sorrowful will of the Ancient Demon Dragon's fall.

Time passed some more, and then Miss Rou'er spoke, inquiring, "Brother Ziyi, Brother Shi Feng, how are you faring? I think I can't sense anything."

Just as Miss Rou'er's words fell, "Alas!" a sigh rang out.

This sigh came from Ziyi. Hearing it indicated that he, too, failed in this venture to the Fallen Dragon Plaza!

"Brother Shi Feng, what about you?" Hearing no response from Shi Feng, Miss Rou'er asked again.

She thought that perhaps this demonic-like guy might indeed be able to sense something.