Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 887 - 874: Powerful Belief

Amidst the void between Shi Feng and Luo Qingchuan, the seemingly miserable Mo Fanchen and Wuq Qianxuan remained silent.

They seemed to have realized that their lives were nearing their end, and saying anything more was pointless.

At this moment, Shi Feng no longer wasted words. His right hand formed a sword finger and swept forward, and instantly, Mo Fanchen and Wuq Qianxuan’s heads flew into the sky, leaving behind headless corpses continuously spraying fresh blood.

Luo Qingchuan dared not slacken, hastily sealing with both hands, the Nine Nether Technique immediately activated, and instantly, the powerful Power of Death was absorbed into Luo Qingchuan’s body, flowing into his Dantian.

Meanwhile, Shi Feng’s hands clawed forward towards those two blood-spewing headless corpses.

Two streams of crimson blood instantly rushed toward Shi Feng’s palms. The corpses began to shrivel and dry rapidly.

Even the flying heads had blood spraying downward, Wuq Qianxuan’s alluring face quickly shriveled and aged.

Following that, souls danced wildly from all directions, surging like a tide toward the two heads, ghostly mouths wide open, seemingly ready to bite!

"What a pity! Truly a pity!" Mo Xiaoyao looked at the heads, once beautiful and now shriveled, swallowed by the ghosts, and then saw the alluring body turn to a dried corpse, shaking his head with a sigh and a look of regret.

His elegant and handsome demeanor seemed to lament the destruction of a perfect artwork.

"They say one night as husband and wife gives a hundred days of grace. Second senior brother, share your thoughts now." Xiao Tianyi smiled teasingly at Mo Xiaoyao and said.

"Scram!" Mo Xiaoyao snapped irritably upon hearing Xiao Tianyi’s teasing voice.

"Haha!" Xiao Tianyi chuckled lightly and said no more.

Just then, Shi Feng’s low shout echoed ahead: "Yee Feng, extract their souls!"

As Shi Feng’s words fell, Lingg Yefeng responded promptly: "Yes!"

Immediately, Lingg Yefeng’s figure flew upward, heading toward the two heads engulfed by Yin Souls.

"Scram!" Lingg Yefeng coldly shouted at the dense Yin Souls, and instantly, the souls scattered in terror, leaving two shriveled, tooth-marked, pitch-black heads suspended there.

Two Supreme Martial Emperors, handsome and beautiful, reduced to such a state after death.

Lingg Yefeng’s hands clawed towards the ghastly heads and sucked, instantly extracting two semi-transparent souls from them.

At this moment, Shi Feng’s thoughts shifted, a fiercely burning blood-colored blaze shot forth from Xiao Tianyi’s blood monument, emitting intense and painful screams.

This sound belonged to that Supreme Nine-star Martial Emperor, Thunder God Emperor Ao Laixing.

Ao Laixing was defeated at Sky Demon Mountain by Ning Cheng, captured, and tragically killed by Shi Feng, who burned his soul continuously with extreme Yin cold blood-colored flames.

Until Shi Feng returned to the Netherworld Purgatory, making him endure the more gruesome Ten Thousand Ghosts Bite.

The blood-colored blaze, continuously echoing Ao Laixing’s mournful screams, halted only when it reached the airborne Lingg Yefeng, then Shi Feng’s thoughts moved again, and the blaze vanished, revealing a soul unusually weak, as if a gust could extinguish it.

Of course, Shi Feng would not let it perish or disappear; he intended it to suffer the Ten Thousand Ghosts Bite eternally!

Shi Feng commanded Lingg Yefeng overhead coldly: "Yee Feng, thrust the souls of these three wretches into the Blood River for the Ten Thousand Ghosts Bite!"

"Yes, master!" Lingg Yefeng obeyed, waving his right hand to brutally seize the three souls, then swiftly darted toward the Blood River’s direction.

Three Supreme Martial Emperors, fallen into wandering souls, were facing new torment worse than death, waiting for them.

The blood of two Nine-star Supreme Martial Emperors had been completely consumed by Shi Feng. The two ghastly heads and shriveled headless corpses were no longer attended to, falling downwards.

Yet below, dense Yin Souls rolled, claws bared, letting out mournful cries, eagerly awaiting their arrival.

These, Shi Feng and his companions paid no mind to; their focus was now solely on Luo Qingchuan.

At present, Luo Qingchuan had completely assimilated the Power of Death from the two Supreme Nine-star Martial Emperors. His Dantian’s Nine Nether Power was full, leaving only the comprehension of Martial Arts.

"Watch closely!" Shi Feng shouted lowly, addressing Luo Qingchuan. He then formed his right hand into a sword finger again, starting to draw in front of him.

Instantly, a robust and forceful pale-white character was inscribed by Shi Feng in the void, the "Nine" of Emperor Nine Nether!

As he moved, Shi Feng’s figure left another pale-white character swiftly, representing the "Star" of stars!

Moving and inscribing again, the next was the "Martial" of Martial Arts!

The final character, Emperor of "Empire"!

"Nine! Star! Martial! Emperor!" After inscribing these four sturdy pale-white characters, Shi Feng withdrew his sword finger, shifting his gaze toward Luo Qingchuan.

"Nine-star Martial Emperor!" Luo Qingchuan softly murmured, viewing the four characters his master wrote. They were plain four characters.

"What do you see in these four characters?" Shi Feng suddenly asked Luo Qingchuan. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"I see powerful, unmatched strength! I see a realm I once deemed unreachable, even..." At this point, Luo Qingchuan’s voice suddenly paused.

"Even what?" Shi Feng asked coldly, pressing on.

"Even I once believed that I could never reach this realm in my lifetime!" Luo Qingchuan answered truthfully.

"And now?" Shi Feng asked again.

"Now! At present! I am in the Eight-star Martial Emperor Realm, my Nine Nether Power is filled, I draw ever closer, just one more step, and I shall cross over! Soon, I will also be a supreme force in the Nine-star Martial Emperor Realm!"

As Luo Qingchuan spoke, a look of complete confidence and pride appeared on his face.

Seeing the expression on Luo Qingchuan’s face, Shi Feng nodded with satisfaction. In Martial Arts, having a strong belief in oneself is paramount; without such conviction, one cannot ascend to greater heights.

What Shi Feng was doing now was drawing out Luo Qingchuan’s belief in his own strength!