Chương 71: Man in Black Against Devils and Beasts

Biên tập viên: Rainystars

“You are absolutely right. My return favor to you then would be to show you the path to hell.”

The words betrayed Ling Xian’s murderous intent.

The four supreme rulers and countless hideous creatures collectively let out a terrifying roar.

“Damn him, this arrogant prick! We must kill him!”

“Yes, we must! How dare he? Doesn’t he know how many of us there are? We’ll bury him!”

“Conceited, egotistical nobody! He dares to mock our rulers! He’s asking for it!”

A thick layer of dust rose from their feet. The army stomped hard on the earth, readying themselves to charge on command.

The Golden-Mooned Wolf was covered from head to toe in a delicate layer of silk-smooth fur that glittered in a dazzling, unadulterated shade of gold, a half-moon shaped mark covering the middle of its forehead. He eyed the youth with an unspeakable look of contempt and said, “Send us to hell? Sounds impressive. Let’s see you try!”

“Come try me.” Ling Xian extended out his left hand and gestured for the Wolf to attack.

“A weakling not yet at the foundational level, but dares to speak with such pride. I think you can’t wait to die. Let me help you then!” The Tiger joined in on the taunting.

An invisible force rose up into the air, which stirred obscurely. The next moment, the invisible killer cloud charged towards Ling Xian at full speed.

It was one of the Snow Tiger’s most deadly skills – the Roar of the Forest.

Ling Xian shut his eyes, unfazed. Extracting powers out through his pores, he formed a transparent shield around his body and effortlessly deflected the invisible weapon.

“Hommmmm!”

An earth-shattering, ear-splitting sound echoed from the point of impact. The enormous force cracked open the earth and sent beasts flying through the air.

The power of a beast of the eighth realm was equivalent to those of a human at the foundational stage of training. The Tiger had only used 70% of its strength in this act.

However, Ling Xian was as firm as a rock. Seeing the Tiger’s shocked face, he mocked, “This child’s play deems you the most powerful of the four rulers? If the rest are anything like you, you are all definitely headed for hell today.”

[He’s got some skills. I see how he managed to kill so many of us.] The Snow Tiger pondered in silence, forgetting to wipe the shocked expression off its face. He had expected that 50% of his powers was more than enough to send this human to his death.

But the truth hurt. This human so effortlessly resisted its attack without moving an inch.

This was unbelievable to him, and the other three leaders of this beastly army had already begun to recoil in fear. They couldn’t grasp how this human had come to be so powerful.

There was truly nothing unusual about this. An average cultivator would have been disintegrated by now. But Ling Xian had broken through to the Undefeatable Realm. This was no challenge whatsoever.

This realm was not known as the Undefeatable Realm for nothing. Its powers were comparable to those of the foundational realm.

On the journey of cultivation, major boundaries were clearly defined. Minor boundaries could sometimes be blurred, such as a cultivator of the second realm being defeated by one from the first, as long as the spells were comparable and skills were leveled.

On the contrary, major boundaries were rarely breached.

When a cultivator broke through to the foundational level, the compounds within his body are fundamentally altered. As such, when battling an enemy still in his meditation period, it could be said that a rock was battling a piece of tofu. There was no battle to speak of.

Similarly, when a cultivator reached the tenth realm or this Undefeatable stage, the chemicals in his body will be altered. Battling an enemy from the foundational realm was no longer a lost cause.

As a result, every cultivator dreamt of entering the Undefeatable Realm, but very few can.

“What? None of you dare to challenge me next?” Ling Xian frowned. Knowing that he could not slaughter all four of the ruling beasts, but according to his own estimates, carving out a bloody path for himself straight to the exit and escaping from this dreadful place was not going to be difficult either.

Therefore, he decided to launch an offensive attack.

“Bastard!”

The Snow Tiger was overcome with fury, but it hesitated to act. It tried but couldn’t deduce the true depth of Ling Xian’s powers.

The other three rulers hesitated as well. Ling Xian had succeeded in implanting fear.

“A bunch of useless morons! Didn’t you just call me a nobody? Why are you hesitating?” Ling Xian threw them a degrading look. “I think you are the nobodies.”

“Goddamn bastard! Everybody! Charge!”

The Snow Tiger roared with hatred. The creature was born with a suspicious nature. It did not wish to take on someone it wasn’t certain it could defeat.

The other three followed suits, barking at their army to attack.

The four rulers had no regard for the lives of their soldiers and fellow creatures.

The earth and sky were instantly covered by a thick, enormous cloud of dust.

Hundreds of thousands of raging beasts charged towards Ling Xian.

Their killer instincts swallowed the stars as everything from rivers to trees recoiled in fear.

A man in black was taking on a giant army of devils and beasts all by his lonesome.

“Ha ha, don’t stop coming!”

Ling Xian raised his head to the sky and let out a sinister laughter.

There was one thing on his mind.

KILL!

Kill until rivers turn to blood!

Fight until corpses become mountains!

Ling Xian stood unfazed in the face of a herculean army.

“Die!” Ling Xian summoned his forces until a boiling point. The clouds turned pitch black. The tails of falling comets lit up the sky. The lights rained down on the incoming army.

Two ginormous hands appeared in the dark sky, circulating the Qi of Yin and Yang in their palms. The hands suddenly flipped, palms to the earth, and came crashing down.

“HOMMMMMMMM!”

The hands struck the earth and split it in two. Beasts too slow to react perished instantly into an unrecognizable pile of slush.

The force disintegrated at least 50 beasts in a flash.

With his Heaven Shadowing Palm Technique, the old Ling Xian could at best destroy a few beasts with a single strike, but the Ling Xian of the Perfect Realm was now infinitely more powerful.

“My God, what is that?”

“Unbelievable! Is he still at the meditational level? So many casualties with a single strike!”

“Goddammit, he’s a thousand times stronger than he was a year ago!”

The army of beasts panicked. Terror and fear descended upon them seemingly out of nowhere. They continued charging at the command of their rulers.

But they had already lost their fighting spirit.

With their spirits gone, they were doomed.

Ling Xian did not rest there. When the enemies were still reeling over the devastations of his first strike, a pair of magnificent wings appeared behind him. With a gentle flap, Ling Xian reappeared inches away from a terrified beast.

In a flash, the poor beast fell over and breathed no more.

Others saw, others came. Working as one, the army charged at Ling Xian from all sides.

Spells massacred the air. Magic lit up the dark sky. Mountains split. Rivers drained.

Unfortunately for them, battles between enemies, unless the enemies come from the same realm, were decided before they even began.

The collective power of thousands of beasts of the ninth realm cannot be disputed. But regardless of where they struck, they could not penetrate Ling Xian’s protective shield. This shield was formed out of powers from a realm way beyond their reach. Naturally, regardless of their number, it would be impossible for them to penetrate this shield.

The boundaries of cultivation were clearly defined for a reason. Enemies from different levels could never compete fairly.

Ling Xian’s powers had reached the levels of a foundational cultivator. He could not be defeated by these inferior opponents.

Of course, if none of the beasts gave up and use every last drop of their powers to carry this fight until the end, then Ling Xian will equally need to draw on every last drop of his powers to defend himself. Eventually, his powers will be drained, and he will die.

He cannot carry on a fight without his powers.

Killer instincts on the battlefield continued to sharpen from all sides. Blood splattered across the delicate fields of green. Ling Xian disappeared and reappears across the battleground, every time taking the life of another enemy with him. Mere moments later, piles of mutilated corpses became mountains of the dead.

Devils and beasts continued to rage but could not help but retreat. Fear controlled their footsteps. The human was too strong, too resilient.

The spirit of the beastly army had all but vanished. Nothing could inspire them to keep fighting as Ling Xian’s sword became bloodier and bloodier.

On the contrary, Ling Xian was as calm as a rock. Every strike took another life. Every strike took him another step closer towards the gate of the Hidden Territory.

His goal was never to slaughter as many enemies as he could lay his sword on. He could but never intended to kill. His goal was to leave. When he reached the door, the Untainted will be there to destroy the Hidden Territory and guide him home.

But just as Ling Xian came within steps away from the Gate, a gigantic golden wolf stepped into his path.

“You goddamn human, this is for killing so many of my subjects!”

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Chương 72: The Last Laugh

Biên tập viên: Rainystars

Covered in the most luxurious coat of gold, a forehead marked with a half-moon and a torso as large as a small mound, the Golden-Mooned Wolf stood between Ling Xian and freedom.

The vast majority of the slaughtered beasts had been its subjects. Even though it didn’t particularly cared for their fates, seeing the twisted corpses of so many of his clan tugged tightly at its heartstrings. With the number of followers reduced by this much, even if it did survive the day, it would be isolated by the other three with bigger followings.

The wolf could not let that happen. It had to act.

Ling Xian eyed the wolf with a look of contempt. His lips curled, “Just you?”

“Human, I admit you are indeed strong. But against me, you are lacking.” The wolf glared at him through its magnified pupils.

“Just as I said before, let’s see you try.” Ling Xian threw the creature a condescending look.

This was the last straw. The Golden-Mooned Wolf roared in anger, lifted a paw and smashed it onto the earth.

Instantly, a giant paw-shaped cloud came crashing down with the force of a scriptural earthquake, aimed directly at Ling Xian’s head.

Ling Xian frowned and powered his wings. With a gentle flap of the wings, a soft feather fell from the frame and floated patiently towards the descending paw. The objects met.

“Hommmmmmmm!”

Dust spiraled into a sandstorm. The entire realm trembled in fear.

Ling Xian propelled himself high into the sky, looking down at the Golden-Mooned Wolf, he shouted, “Stop testing my powers. If you’ve got something, let it all out now or I’m leaving!”

The wolf returned him a condescending laugh and said, “Human, I got a good read on your true powers from that last test. Even though I don’t know how you’re able to withstand my attack, but one thing is for certain, you have yet to break through to the foundational level.”

“So what?” Ling Xian frowned, puzzled.

“So what? Ha ha ha…” The Golden-Mooned Wolf roared in laughter. When it finally found its breath again, it continued, “You’re a nobody until you’ve reached the foundational level. A nobody is a nobody, and a nobody can never stir up waves in the ocean.”

Ling Xian responded coldly, “Before I began my journey of cultivation, I was most commonly referred to as useless. Now, it seems that I’ve been upgraded to a nobody. I can’t wait because that means if I defeat you, you’re less than a nobody!”

“You have a sharp tongue, but I have no time for that.” The Golden-Mooned Wolf calmed down, its tone less proud but no less condescending.

The last exchange proved to the wolf that Ling Xian had yet to reach the foundational period. The creature feared no more.

The beast was nonetheless one of the four supreme rulers of the Hidden Territory. A young cultivator couldn’t possibly threaten it.

“Then let’s cut the pleasantries and get on with it!” Ling Xian eyed his gate to freedom, so near yet so far. Inside his head, he was desperately searching for an exit plan.

Even though Ling Xian had reached the Perfect Realm, he was still half a step away from crossing that major boundary. He couldn’t defeat this powerful beast, but the beast couldn’t hurt him either.

It would be difficult to get rid of the wolf, especially with the other three watching.

“Even though you just slaughtered many of my subjects, I do admire your skills. So I give you the option to surrender. If not, you die!” The Golden-Mooned Wolf took a leap forward.

“I choose the third option, you die.” As his pupils turned black and white, a bloodstained sword appeared in his hands.

“My advice to you, do not harm yourself, come join me, be my subject. That is your best choice.” The wolf demanded sternly.

“In your dreams!”

His sword came down before the echo of his voice vanished.

Shuuuaaaaaaaaa!

The Sword of Extinction displayed its newly sharpened blade. The bloodstains became more real as the sword rushed in closer.

Ling Xian did not wish to keep up this exchange of insults. It was time to carve out a path to freedom with his sword. The appearance of this ancient sword rendered the wolf and his companions dumbstruck.

They knew their powers were no match for the sword. They trembled at the mere sight of it.

The wolf’s eyes sparkled. The creature knew it was hopeless against the sword. In an act of desperation, it summoned its most powerful spell.

The wolf’s body began to glisten and shimmer and magnificent rays of gold created a blinding aura around it. The half-mooned mark on its forehead detached and floated up into the air. The mark expanded rapidly and became a golden full moon.

This was the ultimate power that gave the Wolf its identity. This was the weapon it had used to defeat great opponents and helped seal his status as one of the four supreme rulers. Ling Xian’s doom had been spelled.

The blinding rays shot out of the beast’s body and crashed into the bloodstained sword.

“Hommmm, Hommmmmmm, Hommmmmmmmm……”

The sound of heaven and earth shattering pierced through the ears of every living being inside the Secret Territory. Sword against light, Ling Xian was not yet powerful enough to resist the onslaught. Under the endless dulling of the lights, his sword broke into long, thin strands of air and escaped back into his body through his pores.

A draw!

Two opponents, one from the meditational period, the other foundational, but the result of the first round was a draw!

Every beast, including the three rulers of the realm, who had witnessed the event of the last round, took a deep gulp of air. This violates the laws of cultivation. How was this possible?

Ling Xian frowned and muttered to himself in disappointment, “The tenth realm is still ways away from the foundational level.”

Of course, no one else heard his complaint. If they did, they wouldn’t be so quick to show him sympathy. A mere cultivator of the meditational period, taking on a beast of the foundational period, forcing it to showcase its most powerful skill and drawing the match!

“What an evil sword!”

The Golden-Mooned Wolf was stunned and instantly withdrew his bias and contempt. Its' young opponent was suddenly an equal.

Drawing on his most powerful spell! What else does he have?

However, the battle had begun. There was no turning back.

“Human, you are indeed a gem. But unfortunately, you will die here today!” The Wolf howled. His body morphed into a thin, golden strand of hair which headed directly towards Ling Xian. Before anyone, or beast, could react to what was happening, the giant paw came crashing down.

Ling Xian did not falter. Gathering the Flame of Purity inside his right hand, he lifted his fist to meet the descending paw.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!”

The Golden-Mooned Wolf let out an agonizing scream of terror, its paw charred by the flame. The creature did not withdraw. Instead, it kept its paw against Ling Xian’s fist and summoned the last spell again.

The wolf was one of the four supreme leaders of the realm. Aside from its obvious powers, the creature understood strategy and war. A paw for a life, this seemed a fair trade.

The beast was confident that attacking with its most powerful skill in such close proximity would ensure its victory.

Unfortunately, its confidence was misplaced.

Ling Xian had just spent a century inside the Fantasy. His level of experience in both life and battle was unrivaled. He saw straight through the wolf’s plan the moment it struck.

Ling Xian watched as the golden full moon expanded once more. He showed no signs of panic. Instead, he extended his pair of magnificent wings and gently flapped them up and down, loosening their features which fell around him to form a protective cocoon.

“Hommmmm!”

Yet another deafening roar shook the earth.

Ling Xian was fundamentally unharmed. But his wings had been disintegrated. This moment of calm following the explosion was all the time he needed to redirect his powers to his left fist and take a swing at the wolf’s face.

The full power of a tenth realm cultivator was unleashed onto the wolf. The beast stumbled backward in pain.

“Dammit, I shall kill you!”

The Golden-Mooned Wolf had been truly enraged. At this point, it had wanted nothing more than having this human dead. However, its powers alone were not enough. The wolf hollered at its comrades, “Don’t just stand there, come help! Don’t you want him dead?”

At his command, the other three rulers of the realm came rushing to the wolf’s aid.

The Snow Tiger unleashed the Roar of the Forest.

The invisible mass extended much farther this time. Every living creature of the realm fell to the earth, covering their ears and quivering in fear.

The giant Basilisk stuck out is slithering tongue and hissed, unleashing a cloud of black, toxic smoke. Where the smoke touched, every flower, every plant wasted away.

The Bare Winged Crane opened its beak and let out an earsplitting screech. The moment the bird extended its flaming red wings, the features turned into broadswords and rained down indiscriminately onto the earth.

Three supreme rulers letting out all of their most cherished spells all at once. This was not a sight for the faint-hearted.

Ling Xian had his strength. But theoretically, he hadn’t yet broken through to the foundational level. Confronted with the joint attack from such powerful beasts, he stood no chance. However, his expression showed no fear. Instead, he curled his lips, shot them a mysterious smile and said, “What an incredible sight! Too bad, none of you can defeat me.”

As the echoes of his voice trailed off, a splendid, ethereal figure emerged from behind him.

It was the shadowy figure of the one that truly ruled heaven and earth, the all-powerful form of a legend, a myth that lived through the ages.

In an instant, real fear descended on the battlefield.

All the spells that were still flying through the air vanished. An earthquake began to shake the entire Territory. Giant crevasses appeared in the earth. Every living beast, including the four supreme leaders and the Spirit of the realm fell to their knees in one swift and uncontrollable motion.

A voice trailed off. A figure descended. All creatures kneeled.

Such was the stunning entrance of the Untainted.

She needed not speak a word. Even in her current fleshless, weakened state, 200,000 years of glory radiated through her mere presence. Such was the charisma of the Keeper of Land and Sea.

“What…”

The four beasts were paralyzed with fear. Confined by the power of her presence, they stood like trees rooted to the earth and observed the mythical figure of immortality with confusion, astonishment, but mostly shock.

Shocked by the sudden appearance of such a terrifying killer; confused about how humanity can amass such strength inside a Hidden Territory.

“Let’s go.”

The Untainted threw an indifferent glance towards the cowering crowd. Then, with a soft wave of her hand, split the wall behind them to create a tiny gap.

Ling Xian nodded gently. Without uttering a word, he exited the Territory through the gap.

Just before his figure exited the gap and disappeared behind the wall, a soft laughter could be heard echoing back from the other side.

The laughter was soft but insolent.

The smile was lovely but disturbing.

The four supreme leaders of the realm watched him leave with indescribable rage. But such was life. There was nothing to be done. Ling Xian had the last laugh.

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