Don't Provoke Me!
Don't Provoke Me!
Zhan Mubai felt like the existence standing before him was the supreme ruler! Not only did it dictate his life, it ruled over his entire soul! It was a great disrespect even if there was the slightest intention to rebel! Feeling sorry for his own conscience!
The ruthless fire that was brimming in his eyes had already disappeared. He was dumbstruck, and all the strength in his body had left him. He could not even muster any of the Mystic Qi in his body! He could barely keep a grip on the sword in his hand!
To think that there was such a tyrannical sword technique in the world! Such a mystical skill!
What sort of sword technique and skill was this?!
The chilling sword light flashed and was coming down from overhead. At a critical time like this, Zhan Mubai bit down harshly on his own tongue, spitting blood out. The throbbing pain in his heart began to hit him. He instantly regained all his senses and hastily brought his sword up to defend!
Zhan Mubai wouldn't be alive for long, and Jun Moxie who was aware of this would naturally show no mercy, even dropping the intention of toying with this person! He absolutely would not allow Zhan Mubai to die from the backlash of this unorthodox skill. He must die, but he must die in Jun Moxie's hand! Only then would the scores be settled for good! Jun Moxie absolutely had to personally cut down that head of Zhan Mubai that was still breathing with his own hands. Only then could his revenge be quenched, and he could return justice to Green Hunter!
This battle could be said to be the most majestic battle since Young Master Jun had debuted! Jun Moxie wanted to use his most berserk ways to thoroughly destroy Zhan Mubai in the shortest possible time! And through this, establish the great mighty name of the Evil Monarch!
The first face-on battle since the emergence of the Evil Monarch!
Was against a Saint Emperor!
With a crisp sound, both swords finally exchanged blows, Jun Moxie striking down from the skies and Zhan Mubai defending from the ground!
A loud explosion rang out, the Qi field formed into visible rings of light that spread out continuously. The ground sunk in, and the surrounding earth all flew into the air from the tremors! As if the entire space had shattered in an instant!
Cracks emerged on the earth in the surrounding 400-foot-radius, as if the roots of countless giant trees had erupted from the ground! All of Zhan Mubai's skills, including his domain covered by the Flame Yang, were instantly shattered in this single exchange!
Such great might had greatly shocked the hearts of all the experts present!
They guessed that this Evil Monarch Jun Moxie was definitely powerful. How could someone who was this powerful, whose strength could allow him to look down upon the rest of the world be unable to take a single blow?
But guessing was one matter, witnessing it with their own eyes was another! No one had expected that this Evil Monarch that popped out of nowhere was capable of being this powerful! Overpowering a fourth level Saint Emperor with the prowess of a third level Saint Emperor and remaining in the advantageous position!
And there was an even more powerful and mysterious master behind him. If the disciple was already like this, then it could be imagined… how shockingly powerful the Master's strength would be!
Instantly, Cheng Yinxiao and Qu Wuhui's faces changed!
Jun Moxie hissed and borrowed the strength of this collision and shot up to the skies!
Zhan Mubai grunted; both his legs had already sunk into the earth! He suddenly howled loudly, the soil around him began to crack open. In the center of it, Zhan Mubai flew up into the skies and chased after Jun Moxie who was midair!
In this single exchange of blows, the sword that Zhan Mubai was using, a sword that had hung on his waist for hundreds of years, had been cut, almost half broken!
Zhan Mubai's sword had a mighty reputation. It could be said to be a legendary divine sword, the Battle Spirit Sword!
This sword could cut through anything, and its hardness was the best in the whole of the continent, and it could be said to be the number one sword in the world!
Zhan Mubai had obtained it by a stroke of luck. Since he had gotten this sword, he never lost a single battle! Or it could even be said that this sword had contributed greatly in his reputation of becoming a Saint Emperor of his generation!
But a sword like this was half broken under a single strike from Jun Moxie's Blood of Yellow Flame! Then what sort of divine weapon was that sword in Jun Moxie's hand?
But this was not the fault of this legendary Battle Spirit Sword. There were really not many weapons in the world that were able to take the Blood of Yellow Flame with Jun Moxie wielding it at full strength! The Battle Spirit Sword was already not letting down its mighty reputation, successfully taking on that hit and only sustaining a nick!
Right now, Zhan Mubai had no time to feel heartache over this sword, and his whole mind and focus were on this great enemy, Jun Moxie! Although it was clearly him who had done Jun Moxie wrong and not the other way, in his heart, Jun Moxie must absolutely die!
This extremely evil demonic spawn! Truly infuriating! Because of this demonic spawn, my clean reputation of hundreds of years is destroyed in a single day! If I do not kill you, I am not a human!
The sword light from his sword was like a dragon, shooting straight up into the skies!
But in the heavens above, an even more dazzling sword light was already descending! Jun Moxie flipped around on the air, holding his sword with both his hands and he came heading downwards, yelling, "Zhan Mubai! Come for your death!"
Zhan Mubai grinned evilly, with completely no intentions of dodging. His sword thrusted forward with no delay, at the same time, his left palm came pushing! The silent palm wind, carrying the air of immense destruction, was striking towards Jun Moxie!
It was practically the same as the previous time—another sneak attack!
A pity, there was still a difference from the last time. Jun Moxie was caught off guard the previous time and was also lacking in the power to fight back. Whereas right now, not only did Young Master Jun have shocking prowess, he was alert on all of Zhan Mubai's actions. He laughed loudly and twirled his sword with a flash. All the palm wind from Zhan Mubai was instantly shattered by Blood of Yellow Flame!
The two swords met once again midair with a loud clang!
Zhan Mubai's Battle Spirit Sword broke into two with a crack! The top half flew away, still carrying its glistening sword light, emitting a sound of unwillingness. A cynical glint flashed across Jun Moxie's eyes. With the tip of his foot, he kicked on that broken half accurately.
As if that broken half of the sword had a life of its own, it suddenly accelerated and flew towards Zhan Mubai! As if Zhan Mubai, this original owner, was the culprit that had caused it to be broken into two!
Zhan Mubai's sword was already broken, the sword aura of Jun Moxie and his own came pressing down on him crazily! He was about to vomit blood from the intensity of it, and just at this time, that broken half of the sword was already shooting back like a powerful bolt of thunder!
He used the broken half of the sword in his hand to deflect it away. But at the same time, Jun Moxie's sword was already close to his body! The chilling sword aura had already set off every single goosebumps on Zhan Mubai's body!
Zhan Mubai no longer cared whether he lived or died. When faced with such a deadly sword, he kept his calm and laughed maniacally, tossing the broken half of the sword in his hand straight towards Jun Moxie's chest!
At the same time, his body rose in the air as he sent his palms and kicked out, raining a series of attacks at Jun Moxie! Every single strike was full of all the Mystic Qi in his body! He did not care about the impending sword that was about to claim his life!
Zhan Mubai was undoubtedly staking it all!
And clearly, he was fighting with his life, trying to pull his opponent to the netherworld with him!
But in the next second, Jun Moxie's entire body had suddenly vanished. And it was a short process, only a second. The next time he reappeared, he was still in the same position, with no change in his posture! But in that second where he had vanished, that broken sword had already flown past the position he was at and was flying at the empty skies.
It was another unexplainable situation. Like that sword had not been hindered by Jun Moxie's body, flying freely in the air…
Cheng Yinxiao and Qu Wuhui both turned to look at Qiao Ying. After all, she was the expert in this area! Stealth Techniques!
Qiao Ying shook her head and said, "Although he has stealth techniques, most stealth techniques only make it difficult for the naked eye to discern, and the physical body still remains, so it definitely cannot be used to avoid attacks. But Jun Moxie's technique had clearly managed to dodge the attack. I also cannot figure it out."
The look of shock on both their faces thickened!
When they turned around again, they were met with the horrifying sight of the tip of a sword, stained with fresh blood, sticking out from Zhan Mubai's back!
Jun Moxie had already accurately stabbed that fatal sword through Zhan Mubai's heart!
This sword had pierced through Zhan Mubai's heart with no hesitation!
Zhan Mubai's body jolted, the malicious gleam in his eyes surged. He ignored the sword that was stabbed into his body, bringing both his palms in an attack aimed at Jun Moxie's head! Jun Moxie chuckled coldly, withdrawing his sword. With a duck, he had already avoided Zhan Mubai's attack.
He had just pierced the sword through, but he did not activate the Art of Unlocking Heaven's Fortune to destroy Zhan Mubai's heart. Because it would really be too easy on him. Jun Moxie was determined for him to die, but he had some plans on how he should die.
It definitely must not be so easy!
The sword vanished with a flash; Jun Moxie switched to using his palms. He yelled, "Zhan Mubai! Get ready to pay your debt!"
Both his palms descended, down from the air!
Zhan Mubai would not wait for death. He still wanted to gamble for another chance. He forcefully mustered his Mystic Qi and brought out his palms. When four palms met, Zhan Mubai let out a pitiful cry, unknowingly spitting a fountain of blood. The wound he had sealed with his Mystic Qi instantly split open, and blood spurted out from both openings!
He had hastily dealt his blow, so how could it match Jun Moxie who dealt it with his full strength?
Zhan Mubai's body was descending, but he was still continuously struggling, his eyes full of unwillingness to resign like this.
Jun Moxie held no punches, following quickly. The might of his palms continuously rained down.
Initially, both parties were still exchanging blows. But after a while, it completely became a one-sided beating; sounds of bones shattering could be heard from the arena. Everyone's brows were twitching; just from this sound alone, they can barely imagine how many bones in Zhan Mubai's body were already broken…
There was a long whistle from the middle of the arena. Jun Moxie rose high up into the air and laughed loudly. "Zhan Mubai! If you come out to mingle, if you have debts, you must pay for them! This is the outcome of despicable people like you!"
He was carrying a body that looked like dried salted fish in his hand! The entire thing was limp. Jun Moxie's hand only needed to shake once, and the entire body wriggled. It was Zhan Mubai!
The life force of a Saint Emperor was truly extraordinary! Even at this point, Zhan Mubai was still not dead!
His eyes were still turning, full of resent. Only because he already could not speak. So, he glared at Jun Moxie, as if he wanted to "stare" at Jun Moxie to his death with his resentful look!
Jun Moxie laughed, extremely pleased. He stretched his hand out and the sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He said, chuckling, "Today, I offer the blood of a Saint Emperor to my sword!"
With a flash, the long sword sliced across. Zhan Mubai's head flew spinning into the air. The Blood of Yellow Flame let out a soft cry, as if it had felt unlimited satisfaction…
When the head that was spinning in the air began to fall, Jun Moxie raised his foot and delivered a kick to this head of a Saint Emperor, turning it into powder! Powder that scattered in the air!
Below, all the people of three Holy Lands had a dark look on their faces, their eyes wide open, gritting their teeth so hard that sounds could be heard!
Jun Moxie's act was clearly slapping the face of everyone from the three Holy Lands present!
But they could not endure it…
The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master watched the three Guardians—they definitely could not do anything. The other people could definitely interfere, but it would all be useless. They would be too stupid to just throw their lives away like that?
Zhan Mubai's corpse that was missing a head fell from the air. Halfway, suddenly, a wisp of white smoke appeared from the neck, quickly forming into a small human figure. It was the size of foot, but it had all its limbs and facial features. It was a Zhan Mubai that shrunk in size ten over time!
Spirit Seed!
This was a unique situation that would only appear with a cultivation level of a Saint Emperor. The moment a Saint Emperor died, he would form into a Spirit Seed. And this Spirit Seed was different from the Nascent soul in cultivation. Spirit Seed was an existence that was tangible but had no form.
If the Spirit Seed was lucky enough to escape, then it could find a family to reincarnate into and anticipate the day it could make a comeback and retain all the memories of its previous life! The most important thing was that the 'Spirit Seed' was impossible to destroy using Mystic Qi.
Only Saint Emperors that died agitated could produce a Spirit Seed. For example, those few people that died in the hands of the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master…
The small human stumbled in the air, a look of shock appearing on its face. It quickly descended down, actually intending to flee.
Jun Moxie said, "Hm? Too think that there is something so interesting." He delivered a random blow with the intention to kill, but to his surprise, it had only blown that little figure further and not dealt any damage.
The little figure looked at Jun Moxie with deep-set hatred and scorn in his eyes…
Qiao Ying flew forward, with the intention to bring this Spirit Seed back, and carefully take care of it using secret skills until it could find a suitable family for this Spirit Seed to reincarnate into. Then the Holy Lands would also send people to protect this family until the baby was born. Then they would bring it back to Holy Land to continue nurturing.
After all, this sort of Saint Emperor Spirit Seed that died in an accident was very hard to find. If it was a Saint Emperor that had died of old age, there would definitely be no Spirit Seed like this.
Once someone like this grew up, because it retained all the experience from its previous life, it would naturally be a prodigy and make shocking developments! They'd become a top expert in no time, and even attain greater achievements than in their previous life!
That little figure revealed a look of glee and elation on his face seeing Qiao Ying approach. He felt that he had someone backing him up. He turned around and made a weird hand gesture to Jun Moxie, his face full of vengeance! Jun Moxie cackled. How could he not recognize that the gesture meant: 'Just you wait!'.
Clearly, Zhan Mubai wanted Jun Moxie to wait for him; he would definitely return for revenge!
Jun Moxie chuckled and said mockingly, "Did you think that you still have that opportunity? What nonsensical words of a fool!" With a flip of his right hand, a pitch-black flame appeared on his fingertip. With a flick, that ball of flame was sent flying over, and before it reached that little human, it had already been restrained by a mysterious force and sent into the black flame!
Qiao Ying was barely fifty feet away at this point in time!
Right before the eyes of everyone present, the black flame quickly met the little human like a bolt of lightning. Its face was full of extreme pain and agony. That black flame had already begun to engulf both his legs, slowly, gracefully, burning as it silently descended…
Everyone present, including the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master took a step back, a look of horror on their faces.
The feeling of danger from that little ball of black flame even sent the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master's hair standing…
What sort of flame was this? To be able to cause damage to an almost unbreakable Spirit Seed… This thing had gone beyond all their knowledge!
Qiao Ying halted and yelled angrily. "Jun Moxie! What do you mean by this? Zhan Mubai is already dead! Why do you not let him off, insisting on destroying even his Spirit Seed?!"
Jun Moxie replied indifferently, "Is Saint Emperor Zhan really dead?! I doubt so, didn't you see that little child's gesture, asking me to just wait? I have no patience to wait for him for a thousand years. I might as well just get it all over and done with and save all the trouble!"
Qiao Ying was so angry she couldn't find the words to speak. Her whole face was red, her heart thumping as she said through gritted teeth, "Jun Moxie! Your methods are too vicious! To not even spare a Spirit Seed! You, You… What difference is there in killing a baby? You… you are heartless!"
"Baby? Do you think that that is a regular baby? Did you not know that the 'baby' that clearly remembers everything of today will grow up or hide somewhere… how many people from the Jun Family would die in his hands?"
Jun Moxie laughed mockingly, intentionally emphasizing on the word 'Baby'. "Which is more precious, his one life or the numerous lives of my Jun Family. If it was you, how would you choose? Let's not even talk about how he is less than a dog from the Jun Family in my eyes…"
He smiled at Qiao Ying and said, "Beauty, those that oppose me, even if they're dead… I can also drag him out and kill him again! Didn't I say this earlier? Now… do you believe it?"
This was too infuriating, and Qiao Ying's entire body was trembling.
Before the black ball of flame had landed on the ground, the tiny Spirit Seed was already completely burnt, not leaving a single ash.
Zhan Mubai, a Saint Emperor of his own generation, cultivation of hundreds of years, had been completely extinguished and erased from this world like this!
The black flame landed on the floor and continued to burn, slowly and gracefully. Although it was just a small ball of flame, it seemed like it could burn on forever… All the soil it came into contact with also slowly began to burn…
Jun Moxie shook his hand, and that terrifying black flame instantly returned to his fingertip. With a flip of his hand, it vanished.
A series of loud hollers broke out from the other side. The remaining people from the three Holy Lands had suddenly all come charging over at the same time, their faces full of anger!
"Kill this demon! This brat is insane and savage! Kill him!"
"Kill him and get revenge for Saint Emperor Zhan!"
"Revenge for our brothers!"
"..."
Qu Wuhui yelled, "All of you stop!"
Qu Wuhui voice reverberated loudly. But everyone had already gone into a state of frenzy, and none of them obeyed his command.
Jun Moxie's face turned as cold as ice, he chuckled coldly and said, "Get revenge?! Come, all of you come at me! This Young Master doesn't mind it at all. I express my welcome, a great welcome!"
Suddenly, with a flip of his hand, he hollered at the opposite side. "Sink for this daddy!"
A giant pit appeared with a loud rumbling noise. It was a huge hole that was bottomless! The experts, including the two Saint Emperors, all fell right into it, caught by surprise.
Jun Moxie laughed to his heart's content. An extremely cruel look appearing on his face. With a flip of his right hand, that terrifying black flame reappearance once again.
The one that had burnt the Spirit Seed was only a small ball, but right now, it was a giant ball of black flame that was about twenty feet in radius. Jun Moxie narrowed his eyes and coldly commanded, "Go!"
The black flame flew from his hand and exploded into numerous tiny smaller balls of flames. Completely covering the air above the pit and slowly descending!
Leaving no room for escape!
"Stop! Hurry up and stop!" Cheng Yinxiao and Qu Wuhui yellowed quickly, flying over at the sight. But Jun Moxie was like the experts from the three Holy Lands, completely ignoring them. Since he had personally said that he would start the battle with life and end it with death, he had no intentions of letting all these people off!
Now that there was such a godsent opportunity, how could he stop?
If the ones suffering the massacre were his own people, and someone yelled to stop, would Zhan Mubai stop? The answer was obvious; it was a completely ridiculous thing!
Being soft-hearted to his own enemy was the greatest cruelty to his own family and kins!
Jun Moxie had never thought that he would do something so stupid that would allow his own kin to suffer while his enemies enjoyed!
Pitiful cries and blood curdling screams rang out continuously. They were screams that came from the soul. If one didn't hear it personally, they would be unable to imagine what sort of torture where these people in the pit undergoing…
A pit like this, even though it seemed bottomless, how deep could it be? Could it be capable of trapping Saints and Saint Emperors? Everyone waited for a long time, but no one managed to come out…
The experts in the pit were really in for bad luck!
They had charged forward earlier, ignoring Qu Wuhui's commands, firstly because they were angry for Zhan Mubai; secondly, because they had seen the might of this black flame. And there was a fear instilled in them: if they let Jun Moxie continue to remain alive, they would never be able to be at ease… To be capable of destroying a Spirit Seed, someone like this was really too terrifying!
This was essentially destroying the future they had after their death! Someone like this must not be kept!
They decided to attack all out, determined to eradicate this future worry!
Right now, Jun Moxie had just finished a battle; he should have used up half of his strength. And he was close to the three Holy Lands' camp, while far from his own. Everyone was a Saint, and there were Saint Emperors. This sort of force would definitely be able to take Jun Moxie down in an instant if everyone struck at the same time!
They all charged forward together!
But they had not imagined Jun Moxie was this terrifying! With a single lift of his hand, such a giant pit appeared on the ground! And the black flame that he wielded was not only that tiny bit; he was able to bring out so much of it…
Since the black flames covered the sky, all the experts were pushing their palms in hopes of extinguishing these flames, or even sending them away from themselves. But they had never imagined that… no matter how much strength they used, it was all futile against these black flames. They could only watch it slowly and gracefully descend.
As it descended, the gap between them became smaller, leaving no room for anyone to slip through…
Finally, one Saint would no longer endure it, stripping his long robes and using it as a barrier as he rushed upwards. Everyone was stunned, watching this brave person who took the first try. If he was lucky enough to break his way out, then everyone else also can do it. Even if he couldn't make it through, if he was able to diminish a bit of the might of that flame, his sacrifice would also not be in vain.
But their hopes were quickly burst like bubbles…
This Saint had just come into contact with that black flame, and his robes were instantly burnt through by the flames and slowly landed on his body…
Then this Saint who had endured all sorts of cruel torture without piping a single noise instantly cried out in agony, falling to the ground. He rolled around on the floor, screaming in pain, his whole body convulsing… But no matter how much he turned, that black flame engulfing his body continued to burn…
Following his rolling around, the black flame on his body began to unintentionally spread unto others. Then, those people also suddenly began to scream like mad, rolling on the ground… The black flame was like a plague, instantly engulfing their bodies…
As they rolled, the black flame spread unto even more people…
It was like a snowball; the flame began bigger and bigger…
In the air, there were still countless of black flames that were descending gracefully like black colored snowflakes…
He Zhiqiu and Hai Wuya who were lucky enough not to be touched by the flames exchanged looks, fear in their eyes! Suddenly He Zhiqiu yelled, "Tunnel! Make a tunnel to the other side!"
Hai Wuya instantly got back to his senses, and both Saint Emperors joined forces and blew a long tunnel. They quickly ducked and rushed into the hole.
Behind them, two more fourth level Saints followed… and the others were all covered by the black flames. They were screaming and wailing in anguish… A Saint who was on fire suddenly found this hole, but half of his face was gone from the burning. Yet he still tried to enter this tunnel. He Zhiqiu sent him flying out with no mercy…
The ground rumbled and the soil flew everywhere. He Zhiqiu, Hai Wuya, and the other two Saints leaped out of it, a lifeless look in their eyes.
The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master and the rest had already gathered to watch from the side of the pit and had clearly witnessed how the Saint was sent flying by He Zhiqiu… Right now, they were looking at these four people in disdain…
No matter what the reason was, attacking your own comrade at a time of crisis was forever disdainful!
Everyone shuddered at the sight of the situation in the pit. All the experts had only half of their bodies left, but they were all writhing and screaming about, and slowly burning…
Qiao Ying's face was pale. She suddenly stomped her feet twice, all the soil poured into the pit…
She couldn't bear to watch all these happening, so she thought of just burying these people to end their sufferings, letting them die quickly…
But… something more insane happened.
The layers of rocks and soil had instantly filled up the pit, but within an instant, they slowly sank and disappeared. Countless black flames began to reemerge in the pit, gracefully burning…
This flame had instantly burnt all the soil cleanly…
There was no more screaming inside. Only chunks of bodies were left…
The burning was almost done…
The four people turned around and looked at Jun Moxie in shock, fear, and disbelief.
Jun Moxie stood calmly with a smile. His white robes swaying in the wind like a handsome young master.
But right now, all the four experts were looking at him as if they were looking at a demon! Even the number one lunatic under the heavens, the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master too!
Is this brat a human, or a demon?
Jun Moxie laughed, suddenly stretching his hands out to point at the four survivors of the Holy Lands. "Three Holy Lands, better not provoke me… There is a limit to my patience! You guys cannot afford the consequences…"
He chuckled and shook his head and sighed. "Haha, I didn't intend ill to these people, but I'm someone who is afraid of trouble. If I stop killing them… do you think I'm soft hearted? Will there be such things in the future? For the sake of avoiding troubles, I can only prove it to you… Please, please, don't ever think that Jun Moxie is easy to bully. In fact… it is as easy as killing chickens and dogs for me!"
Stillness filled the air!
Right now, no one had any doubt about what Jun Moxie had just said.
Especially the four who had just emerged from the pit. Only fear!
A hell-like scenario. They did not wish to go through it again even if they were dead!
This was simply too terrifying!
Their guts were broken; their hearts were cold!
Even the three Guardians… had a meaningful look… as they looked at Jun Moxie…
"Good! A good Jun Moxie! As expected, you are arrogant enough!" The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master slowly clapped as he looked at Jun Moxie. But he said sternly, "I have to say, you may be young, but you are powerful enough to be our opponents. This mystical flame of yours, even this Young Master may not be able to survive it if I was caught off guard!"
The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master was holding onto a sword with a black flame dancing on the tip of it. And the sword was slowly being engulfed in flames… it did not melt, but all the places the flames touched disappeared from existence…