Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 881 - 868 Nine-star Martial Emperor

The brutal war, and the merciless fall of life. Corpses transformed into mummified bodies, raining down on the earth like a storm.

Shi Feng’s Soul Power was rising again, having now stepped into the Four-star Emperor Level, while the Bright Camp, with its millions of troops, had mostly either fled or perished, leaving less than half remaining.

Meanwhile, the energy in Shi Feng’s Dantian, formed by the Power of Death from the deaths of millions and the absorption of their blood, was gradually reaching fullness, approaching a breakthrough!

He was about to return to the Nine-star Supreme Martial Emperor Realm!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!" On the battlefield in the void, hoarse cries continued to echo.

Mummified bodies kept falling to the ground.

At that moment, a white light flashed on Shi Feng’s body; Shi Feng had finally returned to the Nine-star Martial Emperor Realm!

"Congratulations to the Great Emperor for returning to the peak!"

"Congratulations to the Master Ancestor for returning to the Peak Realm!"

Seeing Shi Feng’s breakthrough, Ghost Charm by his side and Ning Cheng beside Lingg Yefeng immediately congratulated him.

Lingg Yefeng, still gripping the Death God Scythe, knelt in the black void, continuing to absorb the information entering his mind.

"Nine-star Martial Emperor! The power of this seat!" At this moment, Shi Feng’s face still wore a cold smile, his hands turned into claws, sensing his current Martial Arts Power.

At this moment, Shi Feng could feel that his Martial Arts Power at the Nine-star Emperor Level had surpassed his previous life!

In this life, the journey had been full of danger and obstacles, nearly perishing once more. This life’s Dantian fused with Sacred Flame required far more energy to break through than his past life.

And now, having stepped into the Nine-star Martial Emperor Realm, this Martial Arts Power exceeded even before.

However, upon internally observing his Dantian fused with the Sacred Flame, Shi Feng suddenly felt alarmed, realizing that his Dantian had become a bottomless pit!

He could feel that the energy required could never fill it! Even if he devoured the Power of Death and Dantians of a hundred Supreme Martial Emperors, it might not be enough.

And on the Tianheng Continent, where could he possibly find so many Supreme Martial Emperors to kill and absorb!

The previous Nine Nether Emperor had his Martial Arts Realm at the Nine-star Martial Emperor Realm, but his Dantian was always full; it was the inability to comprehend Martial Arts Enlightenment at the God Realm that held him back.

In this life, Shi Feng found that even if he mastered the Secret of Becoming a God and comprehended the God Realm, his abnormal Dantian would keep him at this stage!

Although initially pleased that his Martial Arts Power exceeded his past life, Shi Feng then revealed a bitter smile, murmuring, "Could it be that I, Netherworld, am destined to never reach the God Realm in this life? God Realm, oh God Realm!"

Unwilling to resign, Shi Feng communicated with the Sacred Flame through Soul Power, asking, "How did you evolve to the God Realm back then?"

"Hmm!" Hearing Shi Feng’s words, the Sacred Flame let out a disdainful snort, then said with scorn, "At that time, the living beings on the Tianheng Continent weren’t as weak as they are now!

I was born with the power to devour, and my mighty Blood Pattern Tribe even sacrificed Divine Grade beings for me, unlike you."

Hearing the Sacred Flame’s words, Shi Feng realized that his time and their time were entirely different worlds.

In ancient times, let alone hundreds of Nine-star Martial Emperors, even Divine Grade beings weren’t rare.

But now, in the world he lived in...

"Alas!" Shi Feng sighed lightly and continued to circulate Nine Nether Power, continuing the frantic devouring.

Meanwhile, a flash of blood-colored light appeared in Shi Feng’s hand, and the Bloodthirsty Sword emerged. The Artifact Spirit Blood Yin Beast, in its growth stage, also manifested, opening a devouring mouth with two rows of sharp fangs.

Shi Feng allowed the Bloodthirsty Sword, Blood Yin Beast, and himself to devour the fiercely surging Blood Sea together.

Currently, the grade of the Bloodthirsty Sword and the level of the Artifact Spirit Blood Yin Beast were only at the One-star Emperor Level Realm, but if they continued to break through, they could further enhance their battle power!

Power of Death, blood, and souls continued to be absorbed by Shi Feng tirelessly until his Soul Power reached the Five-star Emperor Level, and the incoming energy began to decrease, eventually becoming empty.

The front battlefield had ceased, nearly tens of millions of the Bright Army had been annihilated, and the void was filled with a thick smell of blood.

In the meantime, the Bloodthirsty Sword in Shi Feng’s hand and the Artifact Spirit Blood Yin Beast flashed three times with blood-colored light, having evolved from the One-star Emperor Level to the Four-star Emperor Level.

Gazing at the densely packed shadows clad in dark armor ahead, Shi Feng thought, reintegrating the Artifact Spirit Blood Yin Beast into the Bloodthirsty Sword. The Bloodthirsty Sword then flashed again and transformed into a blood-colored sword pattern on Shi Feng’s right middle finger.

In the Tianheng Continent, what could be said to be the bloodiest battle in nearly a thousand years finally ceased. This battle was enough to be inscribed in the annals of the Tianheng Continent; from now on, only the Dark Army remained in Central State, and there was no more light!

However, Shi Feng sensed that out of the million elite Ghost Soldiers he brought from the Netherworld Purgatory, over 60,000 had perished at Sky Demon Mountain and in this brutal war!

Only 938,977 Ghost Soldiers remained.

Yet, after the baptism of these two wars, Shi Feng could feel the remaining Ghost Soldiers, their battle spirit and killing intent had become increasingly intense.

After the fierce war, what remained was the jubilant survival of the soldiers who had fought!

The millennia-long enemies of light and dark had now fulfilled the will of their ancestors, completely destroying the light. How could they not rejoice?

Though comrades fell, some even lost brothers, fathers, or sons, these emotions could not affect the millions-strong army.

"They’re back!" Shi Feng murmured as he looked up at the vast army in front of him, seeing Mo Xiaoyao and his three Ghost Generals returning.

Mo Xiaoyao held someone in his hand, a woman who appeared like mist, named Wuq Qianxuan.

Gui Jie, one of the Eight Ghost Generals, held a battered-looking Life Emperor, Mo Fanchen.

Wuq Qianxuan seemed unscathed on the surface, showing Mo Xiaoyao’s reputation for being handsome wasn’t unfounded, truly knowing how to cherish beauty, unlike the rough cruelty of the Ghost Generals.

Upon seeing Jing Tianyu’s demise, they began to flee; Mo Xiaoyao and the three Ghost Generals pursued them while the other two Ghost Generals, along with Andang and Miee Tian, charged into battle, destroying the Bright Army.

"Hahaha! Hahahahaha!" As Mo Xiaoyao approached, a hearty laugh came from his mouth, seemingly delighted at capturing Wuq Qianxuan.