C1348 Complete Annihilation
C1348 Complete Annihilation
Then, a voice, seemingly calm yet thunderous, broke the silence. "Why is there a great battle here? Would you two care to join me above?" The voice echoed in every direction. In an instant, the numerous warriors clashing within Yi Chang City stood petrified, unable to move as if the entire Void had solidified. The cacophony that had filled the air was abruptly replaced by a deafening silence. The eerie turn of events filled the warriors with dread. What kind of formidable expert had arrived? Surely, even an Emperor Level Expert couldn't possess such power?
Simultaneously, the wind howled, the heavens shifted hues, and a colossal palm hundreds of meters wide materialized from nowhere, reaching for the two combatants in the sky. Only Zhou Yanshun and Muyi, the two Emperor Level Martial Cultivators, retained their mobility. Witnessing this, Zhou Yanshun's body shook uncontrollably, and fear was etched across his face. But the giant palm was too swift, its presence far too overwhelming for him to evade.
With no chance of escape, he gripped his spear with all his might, launching his most powerful attack. A piercing white beam shot forward, a strike potent enough to critically wound or even annihilate Muyi. Yet, against the immense white palm, it was pitifully feeble. The attack shattered into fragments mere meters from its origin, utterly ineffective, as if it had never been.
"Damn it! How could I possibly encounter such a fearsome expert?!" Zhou Yunshun trembled with shock, his face a portrait of utter despair. His most formidable blow hadn't even come close.
In a place as remote as Yi Chang City, encountering an Emperor Level Martial Cultivator was exceedingly rare.
Where could such a formidable individual have emerged from? Perhaps he was an expert in the late period of the Martial Monarch Stage?
It was truly baffling.
Mu Yi, witnessing that Zhou Yunshun's offensive had no impact, also recognized the vast disparity between them. He offered no resistance.
A white, colossal palm enveloped them both.
Inside the palm, they felt an overwhelming energy that far exceeded their own capabilities, quashing any remaining thoughts of resistance. The world seemed to spin around them.
When they finally touched down on solid ground, they realized they were standing on a deck.
Aboard an immense Flying Ship.
The vast shadow they had seen earlier belonged to this very Flying Ship.
The formidable presence emanating from the Flying Ship caused their eyes to bulge with astonishment, sending shivers down their spines.
"This... This is..."
"A High-grade Emperor Level Flying Ship? How can this be?"
Both hailed from one of the six major powers on the Dongyuan Continent and were of Emperor Level themselves. They instantly knew this was a High-grade Emperor Level Flying Ship, the most prestigious class of flying ship across the entire continent.
They were well aware of the significance of a High-grade Emperor Level Flying Ship. Even the six most powerful factions on the Dongyuan Continent possessed only a handful, and they were not deployed lightly.
How, then, did a High-grade Emperor Level Flying Ship appear here so unexpectedly?
And who could possibly command such a vessel? Surely it had to be one of the continent's peak late period Emperor Level experts?
Their minds were awash with waves of astonishment.
Looking back, they saw two figures and a beast before them.
Leading the group was a strikingly handsome young man with an aura of immeasurable depth.
Next to him stood a middle-aged man of unremarkable appearance and stature, yet his presence was equally inscrutable, standing as if he were a servant.
On the other side was a blood-red, fierce-looking demonic beast of an indistinguishable species.
All three were strangers to them.
Yet, each exuded an aura as terrifying as the deepest abyss.
At that moment, they even felt that the other might be as formidable as a Sect Master.
No, could it be that he was even stronger than a Sect Master?
Terrifying conjectures flooded their minds.
Yet, at that moment, they felt as insignificant as ants, unable to speak or move, completely at the mercy of another.
"Hmm? So they're from the Devil Cloud Sect."
"Tian, I'll leave it to you."
The young man opposite them spoke with a calm that belied his chilling detachment.
His words sealed the fate of everyone from the Devil Cloud Sect.
Zhou Yan Shun wanted to say something, but was utterly powerless.
The blood-colored demonic beast opened its mouth and expelled a breath.
Zhou Yan Shun's world turned a ghastly shade of red before he lost consciousness, and with it, his life.
Mu Yi, standing beside him, could only watch in horror as Zhou Yan Shun, previously no match for him, perished and became a desiccated corpse, plummeting to the ground.
His fear intensified.
The adversary was indeed inscrutable; Zhou Yan Shun had not stood a chance.
Could it be that this person was indeed a Sect Master-level powerhouse from one of the six major forces?
Yet, such peerless experts were few on the Dongyuan Continent, each renowned and celebrated.
He had met and heard of them all, and none matched these figures.
Fortunately, it seemed that this person bore a grudge against the Devil Cloud Sect.
His side, including Yi Chang City, appeared to be spared.
Mu Yi also witnessed countless fine blood filaments descending upon the Emperor Level High-Grade Flying Ship.
It was these blood strands that had devoured Zhou Yan Shun's lifeblood, unbeknownst to him.
The disparity was truly alarming.
Below, countless martial cultivators were rooted to the spot, unable to flee.
They could only watch the myriad blood strands descend with unspeakable dread.
The strands pierced through the black-clad Devil Cloud Sect warriors, consuming them, leaving behind only mummified remains.
Whether at the Crystal Transformation Stage or the Martial King Stage, all met the same fate.
They were utterly defenseless.
Everything transpired in the blink of an eye.
The blood strands soared back up to the Emperor Level Flying Ship hovering in the heavens.
The city was left with nothing but the corpses of the Devil Cloud Sect warriors.
Yet, not a single other warrior was harmed.
The precision of control was unparalleled.
The countless blood strands disappeared into the maw of the blood-colored demonic beast.
"Awoo!"
The beast uttered a low moan.
"You haven't had your fill yet, have you? Don't worry, there's plenty more where that came from, much larger too."
Lin Xuan affectionately stroked Tian's head and smiled.
The annihilation of the hundreds of Devil Cloud Sect warriors didn't weigh on his mind in the slightest.
Subsequently,
Lin Xuan turned his attention to the deck ahead, where Muyi stood with a bow.
"Who are you? Come on, tell me, what's all this about?"
Muyi snapped back to reality, his whole body trembling with excitement.
He had just realized that he regained control of himself.
Yet his demeanor grew even more deferential.
This formidable stranger had, after all, saved his life.