The Records Of The Human Emperor Chapter 1383
Chapter 1383: Cheerful And Composed
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
There was a reason Ji Andu, even after joining the Righteous Alliance, was still viewed with great wariness by all the members of the Righteous Alliance, even elders like Sikong Yuanjia and Ouyang Changheng, with the only exception being Song Yuanyi. The Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art just had too infamous and terrifying a reputation.
At Demonic Emperor Zhang Wenfu's level, he was even able to suck a person dry of blood and energy from several dozen feet away, turning it into a bloody mist that flowed into him and became a part of his Stellar Energy, nutrients that he used to increase his cultivation level.
And this evil art was also known as the number one school for large-scale battle. The more people there were, the more it could exert its power.
In the world of sects, attempts on Demonic Emperor Zhang Wenfu's life had been made more than once. Each time, many experts had been gathered, but in the end, they had all been massacred. The more people there were, the stronger he was.
He seemed to never tire out, seemed to have a bottomless reserve of Stellar Energy. No matter how long the battle was, Zhang Wenfu had been able to absorb the energy he had lost from his enemies.
Even Righteous Alliance Lord Song Yuanyi found it difficult to stave him off, despite his Eternal Spring Stellar Energy's ability to repel his opponent's techniques and persist for long periods of time. But though there were countless people in the martial arts world who wanted to kill Zhang Wenfu, none of them had succeeded, not even Song Yuanyi.
The crowd rushed backward like a receding tide, and in the blink of an eye, a large region was left empty around Song Yuanyi and the Black Yin Ancestor. Even the Righteous Alliance and Five Ancestor Alliance disciples stared in pale-faced fright at Wang Chong as they retreated.
"Let me go!"
Song Youran still didn't want to leave, and she grimly clutched onto Ouyang Changheng's arm.
"Youran, now is not the time for you to be willful. That kid is that person's disciple, so no one can save him now. Moreover, the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art has a foul reputation and is terrifying to the extreme. Your cultivation isn't high enough, and remaining here is far too dangerous. The mere activation of the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art can cause a person to explode in a shower of blood Not even I can endure it, let alone you," Ouyang Changheng sternly said.
Song Youran was astonished by these words. After taking one last, complicated look at Wang Chong, she finally allowed Ouyang Changheng to take her away from the battlefield.
How formidable! As expected, anyone who can reach the peak of the Great General level and proudly look down upon the world is not easy to deal with!
Meanwhile, at the center of the battlefield, Wang Chong looked at those four titans of the martial arts world grimly staring at him, their energies locked onto him, and his eyes rippled with emotion. The Black Yin Ancestor had a bizarre and sinister martial art while Song Yuanyi's Eternal Spring Mantra came like an unceasing tide that reflected thirty percent of his attacks back at him. And the Myriad Ghost Ancestor and Xie Guangting were difficult to deal with in their own ways.
Wang Chong was an expert who had fought on many battlefields, but these four titans of the martial arts world were more skilled when it came to one-on-one duels.
What a pity that my Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art was thrown into disorder, each use of it worsening my injuries. Otherwise, I could have used this rare opportunity to hone my skills by fighting with them, Wang Chong quietly said to himself.
Fighting on the battlefield was completely different from the duels in the martial arts world. The edges of the weapons wielded by the martial artists of the sects were almost every day stained in blood, and their techniques and skills were far more profound. Alas, the people of the sects were independent and did not like being restricted, so they had always refused to be used by the Imperial Court.
No one could change such a thing.
"Alliance Lord Song, Black Yin Ancestor, you're quite bold. You know that I am the Young Marquis of the Imperial Court, the newly-titled King of Foreign Lands, and yet you dare to attack me?!"
Wang Chong focused his mind, and when he raised his head to look at the Black Yin Ancestor and Song Yuanyi, there was actually a smile on his face. The aura of a commander exploded from his body, making him just as dignified as Song Yuanyi and the others.
Although Wang Chong was only eighteen, he had spent many years commanding and planning on the battlefield. Many days and months of commanding soldiers had gradually accumulated into the bearing of a Great General who could view the entire world with disdain. Not even Song Yuanyi or the other martial arts titans could compare. As he exuded this immense aura, Wang Chong swiftly transformed from an unremarkable youth to a mighty existence who could go blow for blow with the likes of Song Yuanyi.
The Myriad Ghost Ancestor and Xie Guangting widened their eyes at this sight.
"This Zhang Wenfu I really underestimated him!"
They had all believed that Zhang Wenfu had not lived a good life over these last couple of years, and that the most he could have done was to cultivate back to his former level of cultivation. There had to be a limit to how accomplished his new disciple could be. At best, he would be on the same level as Ji Andu.
But to their surprise, this last disciple was a terrifying individual.
"Haha, kid! After offending us, just accept your fate! Whether you're a King or Marquis of the Imperial Court, those titles are meaningless here. This ancestor doesn't care who you are. In my hands, I'll kill you the same as any chicken or dog, without the slightest hesitation."
The Black Yin Ancestor sinisterly chuckled as he slowly approached.
"In addition, kid, don't even think about escaping. There are four of us here today. If we still let you escape in such circumstances, then you can go ahead and write our four titles backward!"
"At such a young age, you possess such profound cultivation, and you have even cultivated the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art to such a stage. Just like your master, you must have killed countless people, absorbing their energy. Taking Zhang Wenfu as your master is already an unpardonable offense, and to think that you are also so cruel and bloodthirsty! No matter what, you cannot be allowed to survive. If you are not executed here, who knows how many more you will kill?!" Song Yuanyi said, his face an emotionless block of ice.
"Like teacher, like disciple! Just accept your fate!" the cold and aloof Xie Guangting added.
In the distance, Young Master Qingyang stared at Wang Chong's back and commented, "He will find it very difficult to escape alive!"
While everyone else was madly fleeing, Young Master Qingyang remained like a stone standing against the current, his body motionless.
"Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, the Black Yin Ancestor, and the Myriad Ghost Ancestor, these four titans of the martial arts world, haven't attacked yet not because they simply want to chat with him, but because they're trying to prevent him from escaping! These four have already decided to keep him here forever!"
Upon hearing Young Master Qingyang's words, the guard behind him was stunned. Now that he looked carefully, he noticed that Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, the Black Yin Ancestor, and the Myriad Ghost Ancestor had spread themselves out so that they vaguely formed a cage around Wang Chong.
As soon as Wang Chong tried to take to the skies to flee, these four would be able to bring him back down to the ground.
Ever since these righteous and evil paths had been established, the two sides had never once not come into conflict upon meeting. Song Yuanyi and the Myriad Ghost Ancestor got along like fire and water, fighting upon first meeting. The last time the leading figures of these two sides had worked together was when they had conspired against Demonic Emperor Zhang Wenfu.
If they hadn't decided to remove Wang Chong here, the two would have never agreed to work together again.
The guard glanced at Young Master Qingyang, apparently realizing and worrying about something.
Young Master Qingyang faintly smiled, but he did not explain.
For some reason, even though that person had pretended to be him and had almost gotten him killed, even though this person was that man's disciple, Young Master Qingyang couldn't muster up any hatred for him. On the contrary, he felt a tinge of admiration.
If a person wasn't that much better, if they were only a little stronger, then one would feel envy. But if the other person was so strong that they left one far behind in the distance, envy would vanish, leaving behind only sincere admiration!
Wang Chong had not only surpassed Young Master Qingyang in understanding of martial arts, his cultivation level was something that he couldn't even imagine. Although Young Master Qingyang was proud and conceited, he was sure that even if his body were normal, he would never have reached Wang Chong's cultivation level at the age of seventeen or eighteen, capable of directly fighting against the likes of Song Yuanyi and the Black Yin Ancestor.
This point alone was something worth being proud of.
Of course, Wang Chong had no idea what Young Master Qingyang was thinking, nor did he care. All his focus was placed on these four titans of the righteous and evil paths. Even though he was in great peril, he showed no fear whatsoever.
"Black Yin Ancestor, Alliance Lord Song, making a personal attack on an official of the court results in a death penalty. I know that you are powerful martial artists who can traverse the world of sects fearless and unopposed, but your Righteous Alliance and Five Ancestor Alliance must have a base. The Imperial Court has never meddled in the martial arts world, but that doesn't mean that it can't do anything about it. Just by your actions today, this king can obtain a decree to mobilize a vast army and wipe out you lowlifes of the martial arts world. I know that the Righteous Alliance and Five Ancestor Alliance are strong, but are they so strong that they can stop an army of the Imperial Court?" Wang Chong said nonchalantly with a wave of his sleeve. His expression radiated an awe-inspiring dignity.
On the battlefield, Wang Chong was calm and composed, commanding his soldiers to kill one million Arabs. As the highest commander of an army, he had always meant what he said. This sort of bearing was also effective on major players of the martial arts world like Song Yuanyi and the Black Yin Ancestor.
Song Yuanyi said nothing, but Luo Qiyin, the Black Yin Ancestor, couldn't help but grimace, his pupils constricting.