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Chapter 43: Quaternary Wrath, Someone Above the Ox Demon!
Chapter 43: Quaternary Wrath, Someone Above the Ox Demon!
Boom!
Boom!
The heavy footsteps, like a bell or a drum, approached from a distance, their dull thuds reverberating.
The thick layer of snow on the ground, mixed with rainwater, was stirred up like a shaking quilt, creating ripples that rolled and flipped, spreading from afar and slamming into the green stone steps in front of Xuji's Woodcarving Shop. The impact caused the snow to explode like a terrifying wave.
Wave after wave, each step seemed to create such ripples.
The wailing cries echoed endlessly, traveling from one end of the long street to the other.
It was as if the gates of hell had opened, and the wailing ghosts...
Cried out, haunting the night streets!
In the alleyway.
The old man listened to the approaching footsteps, sensing the intensely divine energy mixed within them. He gently patted the child, Lu Chi, beside him.
"Go, my foolish child."
"It's a bit much for a Divinity Cultivator to interfere in a battle among warriors."
The old man spoke softly.
Lu Chi's eyes showed no fear upon hearing this; instead, they seemed to burn like a blazing fire, fierce and intense.
"Master, leave it to me!"
"Consider it an early surprise for my future little junior sister!"
Lu Chi tilted his head with a crooked smile, revealing a brilliant grin.
The next moment, he reached into his bosom and took out a thumb-sized wood carving. Although the carving was small, it vividly depicted a child holding a red feather spear, with a bun hairstyle, wearing a red chest protector, and surrounded by red silk—a lifelike masterpiece.
It was undoubtedly the work of a master carver.
Wide-eyed, furious, and domineering...
Lu Chi held the thumb-sized carving to his forehead, and in an instant, particles of light began to float and overflow from within the carving. This was the divinity contained within the wood sculpture.
All of it flowed into Lu Chi's forehead as the carving turned into residue and sand, slipping through his chubby palms.
Lu Chi's forehead turned slightly red, his eyes blazed with anger, and his fury burned like fire!
"My future little junior sister is going to die a terrible death!"
"Ah! I'm so angry!"
"Prince, aid me!"
Lu Chi roared, his anger surging, his eyes glowing with fiery intent, and his aura rising with each breath.
The old man smiled, bent his finger, and a red silk scarf flew out, wrapping around Lu Chi.
Lu Chi's face was completely obscured by the overflowing divine anger, like a fiery mist!
The swirling wind and snow enveloped him, and the red silk danced around him, as if he were standing in a whirlwind, creating a terrifying spectacle! The old man stroked his beard and smiled, nodding slightly.
Wrath Divinity.
Prince of Furious Wrath!
...
...
The winter rain, mixed with snowflakes, fell with a crackling sound.
It plummeted from high above, landing on the oiled paper umbrella, bouncing like beads on the surface coated with tung oil.
Under the umbrella, a white-robed figure strolled, exuding an elegant and otherworldly beauty. His eyes were filled with melancholy, and a tear mole at the corner of his eye seemed to convey a thousand sorrows.
The hair on his forehead rippled slightly, revealing Si Mu Bai's face, on the verge of tears.
Holding the umbrella with one hand, he walked leisurely, each step causing the snow beneath his feet to roll forward, clearing a clean path as he went.
He strolled towards Xuji's Woodcarving Shop with a relaxed demeanor.
Regardless of the situation inside the shop, whether it was dire or urgent, such as Zhao Chuanxiong being beheaded by the Ox Demon or the four Blood Exchange Warriors engaging the Ox Demon in a thrilling and heart-pounding pursuit...
None of it affected his steady pace, showing no hint of panic.
"Zhao Chuanxiong is dead."
Si Mu Bai pressed his lips together, the vivid tear mole on his face seemed to overflow with even deeper sorrow. With tears welling up, he spoke in a voice filled with grief.
"What a pity... He's dead, and I'm so scared that Zhao Xuan Hai will come after me..."
"Divine Catcher, you killed him. I'm so scared and sad... Waaah..."
Si Mu Bai was enveloped in sorrow, nurturing his divine energy, the Seven Emotions Divinity... By harnessing emotions, one could awaken and harmonize with divinity, making it more vibrant and powerful in battle.
Emotional cultivation was a necessary practice for every Divinity Cultivator.
With tears welling up in his eyes, Si Mu Bai's gaze was clear and bright.
Looking at Xuji's Woodcarving Shop in the snowy night, his sorrow was tinged with gloom. The Ox Demon... had appeared.
Zhao Chuanxiong had boldly taken Chen Dabao away in broad daylight and then caused a disturbance outside Xuji's Woodcarving Shop. As expected, he had attracted the Ox Demon's attack.
But even Si Mu Bai had underestimated the Ox Demon's rapid improvement.
The trace of the 【Wrathful Crying to Repel Ghosts】 divinity he had left on Zhao Chuanxiong's body sent back information, revealing that the Ox Demon had already undergone Blood Exchange!
"So fast... This Ox Demon... Who is he?"
Si Mu Bai was genuinely curious.
He racked his brains but couldn't find anyone in his mind who matched the Ox Demon.
No matter if they were Martial Artists or Divinity Cultivators, none had found a compatible partner.
"This city... doesn't need heroes."
"Tonight."
"Let me send off this lone hero on his final journey."
Si Mu Bai held a paper umbrella, the rain dripping from its edge like tears of sadness.
But the thought of killing the Ox Demon hero made Si Mu Bai feel excited, his sadness uncontrollable. He couldn't help but want to smirk and laugh.
He seemed to be both crying and laughing, wailing like a ghost.
Suddenly, Si Mu Bai raised his foot and stomped down.
A dull thud echoed!
The snow, like a cotton blanket, was whipped up into a wave, crashing towards the distance.
His stiff neck struggled to lift, his face contorted in sorrow, frozen like a wooden sculpture.
The wave of snow, as it rushed forward, melted and turned into a river tide, as if a blazing fire was burning and melting the ice and snow of the entire street!
But then, on the wave, a child appeared.
The child's eyes blazed with fire, their face obscured, surrounded by red silk like dancing dragons, and their black hair whipped wildly like water plants.
Their chubby fingers, well-fed and plump, were clenched into fists, and they glared at Si Mu Bai with anger.
The intense divinity, like a blooming red lotus, was unrestrained.
Si Mu Bai's face was on the verge of tears, his sadness so thick it was almost tangible. He stared at the child, his hair standing on end.
"Such divinity... Wrath Divinity, Quaternary Rank... Prince of Furious Wrath?"
The entire street...
Under the high temperature, the rain and snow melted, and the falling rain from the sky turned into a torrential downpour, pounding on the umbrella, soaking Si Mu Bai, who had been elegant under the umbrella, and the rainwater trickled down from his forehead.
Si Mu Bai's face turned an abnormal shade.
He coughed violently, his eyes filled with sadness, now replaced by fear.
"Quaternary Rank?"
"Impossible! How can Thunderstrike City have a Quaternary Rank Divine Foundation?!"
"How is that possible?!"
"This Ox Demon... There's someone on top of him!"
...
...
Life energy roared like an angry python, and the rain that fell on the robust body instantly evaporated.
Li Che, wearing a cute bull mask, felt the rain on his conical hat. He was slightly puzzled, wondering why the snow had turned into rain. But he had no time to ponder the change in the weather as four fiery auras approached, trapping him.
He stomped his foot, and the ground cracked, spider web-like fissures spreading.
Li Che stopped, his robust, demon-like figure standing still. Beneath the mask, his eyes were indifferent.
Here, in the secluded area of Xuji Woodcarving Shop, far from their own compound, the four Blood Exchange Warriors had created an illusion of being trapped and forced into a dead end.
Li Che didn't retreat.
Three Blood Exchange experts from the Spirit Infants Sect formed a blockade in front of him, sealing off three sides.
They wore child masks, some crying, some laughing, some angry...
In the distance, Si Mu Bai's Blood Exchange Warrior, Guo Zhan, stood like a sharp spear, his bow drawn, his gaze cold. The rainwater flowed down his chin, gathering into threads.
Even the pouring rain couldn't shake the arrow he aimed.
"Run... Ox Demon, keep running..."
"You've taken the bait, no, the bull bait... and you still want to run? That's too easy."
The three Blood Exchange experts from the Spirit Infants Sect stared at Li Che with cold eyes behind their child masks.
"There's no escape... Surrender, and we'll capture you..."
"What kind of heroic face do you have under that Ox Demon mask?"
A Blood Exchange Warrior wearing a crying girl mask said with a cold smile.
Li Che, wearing the conical hat, had his elastic suit completely soaked by the rain, perfectly outlining his robust and muscular physique.
He lowered his head.
A dead end? No way out?!
At this moment, the situation had indeed reached a dead end.
[Dao Fruit: Dragon Elephant Vajra (Lv. 1, 90%)]
A Dao Fruit prompt appeared before his eyes.
Close, but not quite there yet.
But it was almost time.
Li Che suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with boiling battle intent and extreme murderous aura, no longer concealed!
After crossing into this world, the anxiety and unease in his heart, upon seeing the Spirit Infants Sect's rampant anger and murderous intent, no longer needed to be hidden!
It was time to unleash everything!
I will...
Kill! You! All!
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