Chapter 698: The Nether World Appears, the Sage King Falls! [Part 2]

Chapter 698: The Nether World Appears, the Sage King Falls! [Part 2]



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"Die!"

As the Gentleman Sword's condition became increasingly listless, and they could even sense the continuous ebbing of his life force, the six members of the Wang family simultaneously cheered and roared fiercely.

They had already felt the arrival of an ultimate achievement, and the ultimate glory was beckoning.

The six of them formed a circle and attacked together.

They moved in circles, not a single thread out of place.

As experienced veterans of the martial world, they knew that the closer they were to success, the more they had to be steady and cautious, never giving their opponents any chance to recover.

"It's indeed the work of a monkey... You guys are all of different species, a mix of various breeds, yet you manage to coordinate so well. Truly, strange things in this world are becoming more and more common."

"A mutt can actually coordinate, hahaha... Look at your faces, you're like chimps, baboons, monkeys, and wild dogs... I can't believe it... How could they possibly get it on? What kind of drug does the Wang family use? Can you share it with me? My cat and donkey have never been able to mate, but with your drug, maybe they could do it just like your dad and mom did..."

Prince Jing continued his colorful commentary.

Fang Che had no intention of listening anymore.

Based on Prince Jing's foul mouth, Fang Che felt that this prince might have even more enemies on the continent than he did!

More than the combined number of Night Demon and Fang Tu's enemies?

This was not an impossible scenario.

With such a mouth, it was indeed a miracle that the Gentleman Sword had survived this long. Fang Che was astonished by his longevity.

However, Fang Che was unaware that because of this mouth, Prince Jing had missed out on the special training for the Guardians... because the Young Master was afraid to meet him.

Ding ding ding...

The sound of clashing weapons became increasingly intense.

The middle-aged man from the Wang family who was watching from a distance had eyes full of excitement.

The battle was about to end!

This super expert among the Guardians was about to fall at their hands!

With just one report back, the Wang family's glory would be within reach.

This person was none other than Wang Weixue, who had once deceived Sun Yuan.

This time, the family had come out to search for treasures, which were a large number of Xue Long Shen that their ancestors had cultivated in the Ten Thousand Spirit Forest using arrays.

The year had already arrived when the Xue Long Shen would mature; they took advantage of the natural cover provided by the heavy snowfall to come and retrieve them.

Although Wang Weixue was only at the Monarch level of cultivation, his bloodline was the pure and direct lineage of the Wang family's ancestor who had left behind the heritage.

And the power of bloodline was essential to opening the secret realm.

So, Wang Weixue, with his advantageous bloodline, was sent to join the team of six Sage King experts on this mission.

Who would have thought that they would encounter such good fortune upon their arrival?

A Guardian expert had been severely injured here...

Wang Weixue's combat power was not enough to join the fight, so he could only watch from the sidelines.

But... Wang Weixue suddenly rubbed his eyes.

Something seemed off...

It seemed like something had flashed in the blizzard? The next moment...

Wang Weixue's eyes suddenly widened to their limit!

Because he saw...

In the midst of the raging blizzard above, a figure suddenly appeared, tall and imposing, as if an ancient demon god had descended.

In the midst of the raging wind and snow, the figure appeared silently! At the same time, the heavens and earth, the wind and snow, and the mountains and rivers...

Crazily compressed and descended.

A spear suddenly opened up the gate to the Nether World, revealing a pitch-black world! In that world, countless ghosts silently roared, clamoring to break free!

Silently, it crashed into the battle circle!

That tall and imposing figure, carrying boundless death energy!

Rule Over All, First Style!

The spear that had once saved the continent was once again displayed here, piercing through time and space, disregarding all distance!

Pff!

Pff!

The Nether World's power was like a broken dam, piercing through the back of a Wang family expert, and then, carrying his body, it pierced through the back of another!

A violent explosion of power.

The flesh and blood of these two people instantly exploded violently, their bodies torn into pieces, and without a sound, they met their demise.

The aftereffects of the first style of Rule Over All were still in play as the Nether World pierced through the lower back of a third person! Piercing out from his abdomen.

Blood spurted.

With one spear, three Sage King experts were slain!

This was the full display of Fang Che's ultimate power.

His true trump card!

Although it was a sneak attack.

And even though the opponent was already weakened from prolonged battle.

But Fang Che's power of the Nether World was still evident!

"Ah..."

The third person whose body was pierced let out a miserable scream, and the other three were shocked, their souls trembling.

They were about to rush over to rescue their comrades.

However, the Gentleman Sword's combat experience was extremely rich, and such a reversal was not something they could disrupt. Although the situation had changed suddenly, Prince Jing reacted first.

The long sword suddenly rebounded and counterattacked, the sword light intensified, turning defense into offense, and instead enveloping the remaining three opponents within the sword light...

Spitting out blood, he laughed maniacally, "What's the rush? Your brothers are answering the call of your monkey, baboon, and chimp fathers, going to pay their respects... It'll be your turn soon enough, so I'll teach you a lesson. When you go down, don't rush to kowtow, make sure you figure out which one is your father first, because even your mother might not know, it's too mixed... It's best to do a blood test... If you still have any blood left, that is."

The man on the Nether World spear was not yet dead, but the myriad spear intents at the tip had transformed into a million sharp auras, exploding within his chest cavity. With a boom, a large hole was torn open in his chest.

The size of a small basin, it was completely pierced through.

He struggled to turn his head, wanting to see who had killed him.

But Fang Che's spear trembled, and the man instantly disintegrated into scattered flesh and blood.

With a single thrust, all the spirit energy in his meridians and dantian was completely drained.

However, a burst of explosive spirit energy suddenly erupted in his dantian, and the energy from the first pill instantly filled his entire body and limbs.

Fang Che's body seemed to rule over all, as he advanced with his spear.

His aura grew stronger and stronger, and as he moved forward, the raging snowstorm in front of him was directly pushed away by his aura, creating a hundred-zhang-wide vacuum zone!

In just three steps.

The power of heaven, earth, stars, mountains, water, wind, snow, battle, sharpness, and killing...

Reformed once more!

A raging torrent of mountain-shattering waves!

The spear tip shone brightly.

Fang Che's killing aura filled the sky!

The Nether World had emerged, and there was no escape from death!

The remaining three must not be spared!

Prince Jing, the Gentleman Sword, roared, no longer suppressing his injuries, and unleashed his full strength in a fierce counterattack.

This was the power he had prepared to make a final profit, and he didn't hesitate to use it immediately.

All-out attack!

The dense sword Qi enveloped the three members of the Wang family, instantly making them sweat profusely as they struggled to defend themselves.

As a super expert with insight beyond the Wang family members, Prince Jing, despite his severe injuries, still had his keen perception!

With just a glance, he realized that the expert who suddenly appeared to rescue him was not particularly strong.

If he had the power to crush them head-on, he wouldn't have resorted to an ambush.

Moreover, after killing the three, he paused, and his aura, which had dissipated, gathered again.

That meant he had exhausted his strength and was using a secret technique or spiritual medicine to regenerate.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have left such an opening.

The bodies of Saint King experts were incredibly tough. His final tremble of the spear was the last gasp of a dying force. That tremble was a reminder to himself that his next move must pin down the remaining three, or else both of them might die today!

But did this need to be pointed out?

For an expert of the Gentleman Sword's level, if he couldn't react to this, he would have wasted his entire life in the martial world.

Therefore, Prince Jing unleashed his full strength and perfectly coordinated with Fang Che before the spear trembled.

The remaining three were already exhausted from prolonged battle, and at this moment, their livers and gallbladders were splitting with fear!

The three brothers of the third-rank Saint King level died so easily.

They didn't have time to discern the true combat power of the attacker and were immediately swept into the sword light by Prince Jing's desperate counterattack.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh... In their panic, their bodies were already covered in sword wounds.

If they lost focus, they might die instantly under Prince Jing's sword.

They could only focus solely on the battle.

But Prince Jing's desperate attack was overwhelming, and with the power to make a final profit, they couldn't withstand it, immediately falling into a disadvantage.

The Nether World's light flashed.

A surging, ocean-like torrent of power suddenly surged towards them.

The spear moved like flowing light.

Puff, puff...

It burst into the battle circle. After a shocking impact, all attacks were intercepted by Prince Jing. The raging spirit energy caused the remaining three Saint King experts to stagger involuntarily!

An opportunity!

One of them was impaled by Fang Che's Nether World and flew into the air, blood spraying in an arc, his screams shaking the heavens and the earth.

Fang Che's expression remained unchanged, his mind calm as still water, as he continued his mad charge.

A loud clang rang out.

The opponent's sword clashed madly with the Nether World.

But he was immediately stabbed in the shoulder by Prince Jing, and as he hurriedly turned around, puff, Fang Che's five viscera were shaken, and blood sprayed from his mouth. However, the Nether World pierced through the man's back heart during this opportunity.

The boundless spear intent exploded, and with a miserable scream, the man turned into a pile of shredded meat.

The power of the second pill began to go wild in Fang Che's body, and his mouth, shaken by the impact, bled as he let out a fierce roar, controlling the long spear to soar into the sky.

He pierced the body of the man he had impaled, who was still in mid-air, with his spear.

The spear intent exploded again in his body, turning his body into a mess of blood and flesh.

After this battle, Fang Che and Prince Jing might not have the strength to move, but the opponent, who was pierced through the back heart and lifted into the air, might not be dead!

Leaving a breath of life was still a threat. What if the opponent consumed a pill like his during this brief period?

So, only a dead man posed no threat.

The last one screamed and endured three of Prince Jing's swords, his arm severed and flying away, blood gushing from his mouth as he turned and fled!

"Go to your mama's stinky cunt..."

Prince Jing cursed angrily, and his long sword suddenly flew out, transforming into a streak of light.

He himself fell to the ground, unable to get up.

The sword whistled through the air, piercing the chest of the fleeing man.

It entered through the back heart and exited through the chest.

The long sword, trailing a trail of blood light, soared through the vast blizzard, piercing through seven tall trees in rapid succession. With a loud 'Dang', it embedded itself into the eighth tree, causing a shower of pink mist to fall.

The long sword trembled, emitting a continuous buzzing sound.

In mid-air...

Fang Che descended with a force that shook the heavens and earth, brandishing his spear as he landed, and with a fierce thrust, he plunged the spear into the head of the man on the ground!

The Nether World Spear's blade was icy cold, effortlessly piercing through the man's body!

A loud 'Puff' sounded.

The man's head exploded, spraying blood and white matter in all directions for dozens of zhang.

The snow-covered ground was splattered with blood, flying wildly in all directions.

The man's body twitched once before going limp.

Spiritual energy surged within his body, and before Fang Che could gather it, the Nether World Spear's tip struck the ground, launching his body back into the air. In an instant, he took a step, covering a distance of a hundred zhang.

The Nether World Spear's tip emitted a fierce glow, rushing towards Wang Wei Xue like an enraged dragon, who was already terrified on one side.

He was about to be killed with a single spear thrust!

After killing this one, he would be completely safe!

"Don't kill this one!"

Prince Jing was already spewing blood, sitting on the ground with his buttocks, but he desperately tried to speak, "He has a treasure on him, that motherfcker..."

The warning came just in time.

Fang Che's spear tip was about to pierce Wang Wei Xue's head, but upon hearing this, he immediately adjusted his aim, and with the weight of thunder, he brought the spear down, striking Wang Wei Xue's head with the spear shaft.

Wang Wei Xue had intended to block the attack, but his monarch-level strength was far inferior to Fang Che's.

With a single blow from the spear shaft, the long sword was instantly shattered, and Wang Wei Xue was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.

Only then did Fang Che take advantage of the recoil, somersaulting down but failing to steady himself, he knelt on one knee and spat out another mouthful of blood!

He took a deep breath.

Only then did he truly relax.

Although this adventure resulted in the annihilation of the enemies, Fang Che was well aware of the situation.

If these six individuals had faced him in one-on-one battles, he wouldn't have stood a chance against any of them.

The reason he managed to assassinate the first three was due to the blizzard in the mountain forest, and despite the prolonged fight, Prince Jing never received any assistance, causing his vigilance to wane.

Furthermore, they had already fought to the point of exhaustion, like a bowstring at its limit.

However, when facing the fifth person, the clash of their swords with the Nether World Spear was so powerful that it nearly shattered his internal organs!

If not for Prince Jing's restraint, even after assassinating four of them, Fang Che would have undoubtedly perished at the hands of the remaining two!

Leaving just one half-dead opponent would have spelled doom for both Fang Che and Prince Jing, as Prince Jing had already unleashed his final burst of power, and after this strike, his entire body, down to his fingertips, would likely be immobile.

But... in the end, he emerged victorious.

A complete victory.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, then immediately flew towards Prince Jing's direction.

The Gentleman Sword's final burst of power had caused his internal injuries to worsen, and the spiritual energy that had suppressed the poison within Prince Jing's body.

Prince Jing was still conscious, but his vision was blurry. As he saw a figure approaching, he managed to crack a smile, "I'm so grateful..."

Fang Che immediately stuffed a pill into his mouth.

"Don't talk."

He genuinely didn't want to hear anything more from the Gentleman Sword.

This person had already stepped into the gates of hell, and even in his final words of gratitude, he was still spewing nonsense...

"What kind of medicine is this... it's so damn effective..."

As the medicine took effect, the Gentleman Sword mumbled incoherently before passing out.

"Indeed, worthy of being Dong Yun Yu's teacher."

Fang Che caught his breath, then took out three pills for future use. With great effort, he used his spiritual energy to revive the Gentleman Sword and placed a bottle in his mouth.

It was the Starlight Spirit Liquid obtained in the Incubation World, a divine item for dispelling poison.

Although it might not eliminate all toxins, as long as the Gentleman Sword's injuries improved, these poisons would pose no threat to him.

"Wuuu..."

The Gentleman Sword woke up, a bottle stuffed in his mouth, and he couldn't help but stare wide-eyed at Fang Che, making incoherent sounds, clearly wanting to speak.

But Fang Che wouldn't let him open his mouth.

With a forceful pull, he extracted the poisonous fang from the Gentleman Sword's foot.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp..."

Prince Jing had a bottle in his mouth, and Starlight Spirit Liquid continuously flowed into him. However, he desperately wanted to speak, causing him to choke and roll his eyes.

His body twitched and trembled.

Upon closer inspection, Fang Che found seven to eight rows of various-sized fangs extracted from the Gentleman Sword's body.

Then it was time for the largest one that had pierced through his body.

Fang Che stared into Prince Jing's eyes and said, "Gather your spiritual energy and protect your vital points. I'm going to pull out this largest fang."

Prince Jing bit the bottle's mouth, using his tongue to stop the flow of spirit liquid, unable to speak, so he just blinked his eyes.

Fang Che stepped on Prince Jing's shoulder, channeled his energy, and grasped the giant demonic beast's tooth with an eagle-like grip.

Spiritual energy surged through his body as he pulled with all his might.

With a 'whoosh', the massive tooth was extracted from the Gentleman Sword's body, leaving a transparent hole that went through his front and back.

Inside was crystal-like flesh and blood, resembling beautiful jade.

For the first time, Fang Che witnessed the flesh and blood of a high-level martial artist, which was qualitatively different from ordinary flesh.

Moreover, after extracting the poisonous fang, he could clearly sense that the gaping wound was suddenly filled with an abundance of spiritual energy.

It sealed the blood vessels, stopping the bleeding, and then, bit by bit, the internal tissues began to regenerate.

As the spiritual energy emanated, the poisonous black aura gradually dissipated.

Prince Jing held the bottle, his face contorted in pain, but his body continuously emitted a thick gray-black mist.

When the spiritual energy was almost depleted, Fang Che clearly saw that Prince Jing's body had a layer of crystalline substance.

His breathing became stable.

However, his face turned even paler.

It seemed that the oil had run dry, and the spiritual energy was insufficient. One pill was far from enough to recover from the massive injuries he had endured with his cultivation.

Fang Che reached out and removed the bottle from Prince Jing's mouth.

"I..." Prince Jing was about to speak.

Pffft! Another Holy Emperor's Instant Recovery Pill was stuffed into his mouth.

Then, with a smack, his mouth was blocked by the bottle again.

Prince Jing was choked, his eyes rolling, but he felt a powerful spiritual energy rising within him, quickly healing his injuries.

Endless spiritual energy surged, rushing into his mouth.

Then his mouth was blocked by the bottle again, and the spiritual energy rushed into the bottle, causing the starry spirit liquid inside to gurgle.

After a long time, about an hour later, Prince Jing's injuries finally stabilized.

The deeper injuries and the unhealed parts were left for him to figure out later. At least, for now, his life was no longer in danger.

Fang Che felt relieved.

He removed the bottle from Prince Jing's mouth, remembering the gurgling sound of the starry spirit liquid inside. He put it aside with disgust. How could he drink from it now? This whole bottle would be a waste for this guy.

It was dirty.

Prince Jing kept his eyes closed, still cultivating, unaware that the bottle in his mouth had been taken away.

His mouth remained open, his tongue sticking out, blocking the bottle.

It looked especially comical.

After a while, Prince Jing's tongue retracted, and he opened his eyes. The gaping hole in his body was almost completely sealed.

He finally opened his mouth, still not having opened his eyes, "This fucking starry spirit liquid... It's such a good thing, drinking it like this is such a waste, such a damn waste."

"..."

Fang Che was marveling at the recovery power of high-level cultivators when he heard Prince Jing speak.

He couldn't help but glare at him.

But now, he couldn't afford to provoke this guy.

This guy had lost nine and a half out of ten lives, yet he could withstand the six top experts of the Only Righteous Sect. Now that he had recovered significantly, Fang Che was no match for him.

"Thank you!"

The Gentleman Sword actually spoke human words, then said, "Damn it! That bastard Dong Yun Yu almost killed me!"

Fang Che sighed.

He went to pull Wang Wei Xue over and sat her on his lap as a cushion.

Wang Wei Xue was still unconscious, only managing a muffled grunt as she was sat on.

"Senior, have you recovered enough?"

Fang Che asked, "Can you return to the Guardian headquarters?"

Prince Jing nodded. "Yes, today was unlucky. I fell into a big sailboat in the gutter, so embarrassing... It's all thanks to you."

He looked up at Fang Che's face and frowned. "Are you Fang Tu?"

Fang Che was surprised. "You know me?"

"I have a dog-raised disciple under you, so of course I know you."

The Gentleman Sword spat out a mouthful of saliva and cursed, "Damn it! That idiot Dong Yun Yu got me into deep trouble!"

Fang Che didn't know how to respond to this.

He felt that no matter what he said, it wouldn't be right. Yet, he also felt that what the other party said seemed reasonable...

"I owe you a life."

The Gentleman Sword used his sword to prop himself up. His face was pale, and his body swayed before he steadied himself. He touched the gaping hole in his chest and cursed, "Damn it!"

"..."

Fang Che's head was filled with black lines.

"This person is from the direct bloodline of the Wang family of the Only Righteous Sect. It's said that the old ancestor of the Wang family planted a Blood Dragon Ginseng in this area, and it requires bloodline power to open the secret realm."

The Gentleman Sword pointed at Wang Wei Xue. "This guy is not a hybrid."

Fang Che's mouth twitched. "So that's how it is."

"This time... I'll let you have it. Kid."

The Gentleman Sword didn't know what to call him, so he changed it to 'kid' on the spot.

Obviously, he felt a bit pressured, knowing that he shouldn't say anything offensive to his lifesaver.

"Senior, why don't we search together? Later, we can split it evenly."

Fang Che said.

"How can I have the face to divide it with you? You saved my life. If I compete with you again, wouldn't I be a bastard?"

Prince Jing said, "Damn it... You kid actually have a hidden weapon... Damn, you're so sneaky... Rest assured, I'll keep my mouth shut like a sealed bottle!"

Fang Che coughed and rolled his eyes.

"I'm leaving!"

The Gentleman Sword patted his butt and stood up. "I know you can't stand the way I talk... But I can't change it. Damn it, one misstep, a thousand regrets... Damn... You figure out the Wang family's treasure... With your means, dealing with this non-hybrid Wang bastard should be easy... I'm also surnamed Wang, I forgot, damn it!"

(End of Chapter)

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