Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 817 - 804: Xuanyuan!

On the walls of Xuanyuan City, Shi Feng stood proudly in the void, having just turned around. His long hair danced wildly in the fierce wind as he coldly watched the incoming purple-gold palm print. A flash of blood-colored light covered him, and the blood-colored battle armor already adorned his body. A massive armored silhouette appeared, shielding him from the front.

With a "boom," blood-colored flames erupted once again from Shi Feng, burning towards the front, setting ablaze the phantom of the blood-colored battle armor, soon fusing with it.

Upon the giant phantom of the blood-colored battle armor, fierce flames burned, emitting an extremely chilling aura.

At the same time, blood-colored figures continuously flickered behind Shi Feng. Facing that incredibly powerful strike, Shi Feng released 2,600 members of the Dark Corpse Army from the blood-colored stone stele. In no time, they arranged the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses in the world around him!

In his left hand, a silver light shone, and a silver sickle appeared. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Shi Feng frantically infused the power of the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses and the energy within his Dantian into the silver sickle. Soon, the silver sickle in Shi Feng’s hand began to tremble continuously.

At this moment, the purple-gold palm print had already reached Shi Feng. The armored phantom engulfed in fierce flames disintegrated instantly under the impact of the dark purple palm print.

The palm print continued fiercely, striking towards Shi Feng.

"Slash!" Facing the purple-gold palm print about to hit his body, Shi Feng, with a cold expression, shouted violently. The silver sickle in his left hand swung down suddenly!

"Boom!" The silver sickle and the purple-gold palm print collided abruptly, and a violent roar echoed, akin to thunder exploding. The earth trembled, shaking the Xuanyuan City beneath violently.

With a "bang," the city wall below suddenly collapsed under the intense energy fluctuations.

Above, Shi Feng held the silver sickle, clashing with the purple-gold palm print, halting its advance.

The power of an Eight-star Martial Emperor, even with the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses and the silver sickle, made his body tremble.

Clearly showing signs of strain.

This was merely an attack launched from a distance by Xuanyuan Changyun, an Eight-star Martial Emperor. If Xuanyuan Changyun were to arrive and truly battle Shi Feng, attack after attack would be unbearable for Shi Feng.

Indeed, Shi Feng sensed a formidable aura rapidly approaching him.

"Xuanyuan! Changyun!" Shi Feng uttered this name coldly, then continued icily, "Good! Very good! You have more martial talent than your grandfather Xuanyuan Wuming! I killed your grandfather back then, and not long from now, I will come for your life!"

"Essence Burning! Nine Nether Escape Light Technique!" Shi Feng’s face twisted with ferocity and malice as he shouted angrily once more. With a "ugh" sound, a mouthful of fresh red blood was violently spewed from his mouth, landing precisely on the silver sickle.

"Boom!" A resounding explosion echoed once again. Under Shi Feng’s burning of his Lifebound Essence, the silver sickle in his left hand quivered suddenly. Spider-web-like cracks densely appeared on the purple-gold palm print clashing with the silver sickle.

The cracks spread rapidly in all directions, and the entire purple-gold palm print shattered with a thunderous crash.

Simultaneously, the 2,600 Dark Corpses behind Shi Feng flashed with blood-colored light, and in a brief moment, Shi Feng retrieved them all back into the blood-colored stone stele.

At that moment, Shi Feng transformed into a streak of ghostly white light, gliding swiftly backward like a ghostly white meteor, speed incredibly fast, resembling a stream of light, vanishing from this world in an instant.

Within three breaths of Shi Feng’s disappearance, a golden figure tore through the air, suddenly halting where Shi Feng once stood.

This person, with an icy cold face, appeared to be only in his thirties, wearing a golden Nine Dragon Robe, emanating imperial majesty from head to toe.

Indeed, in this prominent city of Xuanyuan City in the Western Region and dozens of surrounding cities, this person was like an emperor, high above, worshiped by millions, wielding the power over life and death. The lives here were all under his control. He was the current City Lord of Xuanyuan City, Xuanyuan Changyun!

It is said that his ancestor Xuanyuan, over ten thousand years ago, was the unmatched overlord of the Western Region, sweeping across half the lands of the Western Region, intimidating all tribes of the Western Region, establishing the Xuanyuan Empire.

However, it gradually declined, with heroes and powerful figures emerging in droves, creating rival factions.

After Xuanyuan Changyun’s arrival, golden-armored figures followed closely behind, stopping one by one behind Xuanyuan Changyun, who stood proudly still in the void. Upon a glance, there were countless, about a hundred thousand, all awaiting Xuanyuan Changyun’s orders.

Instantly, the atmosphere turned deadly!

Xuanyuan Changyun, with an icy expression, gazed in the direction of the ghostly white meteor’s escape. After a moment, he spoke coldly, gritting his teeth, "The aura of Nine Nether!"

For the term Nine Nether, Xuanyuan Changyun was not unfamiliar. In those days, the man he most revered in his life, his own grandfather, was killed by the one known as Emperor Nine Nether, the greatest under this sky.

His useless father never thought to avenge his grandfather, even bowing his head in fawning submission whenever he met that person, disgracing the surname Xuanyuan.

As a young Xuanyuan Changyun, he once secretly vowed that in his lifetime, he would personally slay this man.

However, unexpectedly, that man suddenly fell for unknown reasons sixteen years ago.

The inheritor of that man dared to be impudent in Xuanyuan City today and abducted Yan Rou; this person must be executed!

"Yun Jian!" Xuanyuan Changyun suddenly barked coldly.

"Present, general!" At this moment, a Battle General in golden heavy armor stepped forward from behind Xuanyuan Changyun, clasping his hands and responding in a deep voice.

This person, named Yun Jian, was the foremost Battle General of Xuanyuan City, his Martial Arts Realm in the Seven-star Martial Emperor Realm, just one star behind Xuanyuan Changyun.

"That person just now is severely wounded; he won’t escape far. Lead thirty thousand golden-armored soldiers to hunt him down! If you see this person, kill him without mercy!" Xuanyuan Changyun coldly commanded again.

"I will obey!" Yun Jian responded in a deep voice once more. Then, with his golden spear pointing forward, he shouted, "Men, follow the Great General to capture this man; whoever finds him will be rewarded with ten million Primordial Stones and a hundred beauties!"

Yun Jian’s voice resounded through the world.

Immediately, a resounding and neat response soared into the sky, filled with battle intent: "Yes!" In the sky, large clouds were scattered by the booming voice.