Chapter 2180: Sisters
In this world of battles, when enemies meet on a narrow path, the strong survive—but it truly requires luck. Lei Dongtian and Wang Shi were both extremely unlucky. Lei Dongtian had sought his own death, while Wang Shi's misfortune was purely due to his outrageous luck in encountering Chu Chunqiu and the Heavenly Soul Ancient Saint. These two wouldn't care who he was or what status he held; if he refused to comply, they would directly kill him, showing no mercy whatsoever, and wouldn't even give Wang Shi a chance to roll out.
Moreover, Chu Chunqiu devoured Wang Shi's will, and the Heavenly Soul Ancient Saint seized his soul power. Witnessing this cruel slaughter, in the Eastern Domain of Shenxiao City, the strong members of the Alchemy King Clan trembled with rage, their faces turning iron-gray. Their clan's Wang Shi and Wang Jie had both participated in the Nine Heavens Gathering, but Wang Jie hadn't even passed the first round, which left them quite frustrated. However, Wang Jie was still young, and his combat talent was evident. But the Alchemy King Clan had placed their hopes for this Nine Heavens Gathering on Wang Shi, yet what they received was such a brutal scene.
However, Chu Chunqiu and the Heavenly Soul Saint didn't even consider killing Wang Shi as a significant event. To them, Wang Shi was just an insignificant figure on their path forward, hardly worthy of their attention. Soon, they continued searching for people to form alliances with. The result was that many, like Wang Shi, suspected ulterior motives and dared not ally with Chu Chunqiu and the Heavenly Soul Ancient Saint, leading to their relentless slaughter. Before long, over a dozen people had died by their hands, all killed outright, drawing the attention of countless onlookers.
And at that moment, they found someone willing to join their alliance, and the other party agreed very readily.
"How could this be? These two are extreme prodigies, killing endlessly, and yet someone is willing to be with them—and that person is him."
"The strength of either of these two alone probably has a chance to contend for a spot in the top twenty of the Nine Heavens Gathering. Now, with the addition of another seed-level powerhouse in the top twenty, this three-man alliance might be able to sweep that battlefield. I wonder how many people will meet their doom."
Ni Cang, the First Lord of Purple Firmament, possessed terrifying strength. His abilities were somewhat similar to those cultivated by Ying Cheng, yet different. Ni Cang's power was more domineering and formidable—disrupting heaven, disrupting laws, disrupting thoughts, disrupting souls. His Chaos-Reversing Fist could twist the void, shattering others' divine thoughts and souls with a single punch, unleashing several times his own attack power. He was an extremely fearsome figure. Many speculated that among the nine First Lords of the Nine Heavens, he might be one of the most terrifying.
Of course, without actual combat, no one knew who among the Nine Heavens First Lords was stronger or weaker.
With such a trio forming an alliance, countless people were bound to suffer. By now, they were secretly worrying for Hou Qinglin and his group. If those five were to fight these three again, it would likely be disastrous—there would be no stalemate like before. Adding a Nine Heavens First Lord would produce a terrifying effect.
The number of strong individuals in that spatial world gradually dwindled. By now, over a hundred had been eliminated, either leaving voluntarily or being killed. The onlookers in Shenxiao City seemed to hear the lament of geniuses, the fall of one talented powerhouse after another sending chills through their hearts.
Sure enough, as they had speculated, the alliance of Chu Chunqiu and the other two began their sweep. Wherever they passed, they killed relentlessly, unstoppable, becoming the strongest alliance in that space.
At this moment, in a distant stretch of void, Xian Ren watched Chu Chunqiu and his group sweeping across the land. He couldn't help but glance at the monk not far away and said calmly, "Bald donkey, how about we go find Senior Brother and form an alliance to surpass them and become the strongest?"
Seeing the power of Chu Chunqiu's group, Xian Ren felt a slight itch. These three were evenly matched; any one of them alone could sweep a region, truly geniuses among geniuses. Together, they created an effect where gods were killed and Buddhas slain. So Xian Ren was stirred, wondering if an alliance between his senior brother, the First Lord of Divine Firmament Hua Qingfeng, this bald donkey, and himself could compare to the other trio in strength.
"Not interested," the monk said calmly. Then he stepped forward and sat cross-legged on the mountain peak again, as if entering a state of self-forgetfulness, completely indifferent to the fierce life-and-death battles around him, as if they had nothing to do with him.
"Damn bald donkey, you're ruthless," Xian Ren muttered under his breath. But despite the cursing, he never doubted the monk's strength. So he stepped forward and lay down on the mountain peak behind the monk, idling away the time, relaxed and carefree. With this bald donkey around, getting him kicked out wouldn't be easy—unless a powerful alliance came along.
Thus, amidst this brutal battle of narrow encounters, besides seeing some invincible and domineering figures, the crowd also noticed many carefree individuals like Xian Ren and the monk, who seemed out of place in the harsh environment yet managed to survive just fine.
The First Lord of Divine Firmament, Hua Qingfeng, remained elegant as ever, cultivating both Confucianism and swordsmanship. His words became law, and he acted as he pleased—killing when he wanted, sparing when he felt like it, with no pattern, all following his whims. In truth, he didn't have many opportunities to act, because most people in the area recognized the First Lord of Divine Firmament; the number above his head was too conspicuous. Wherever he passed, the crowd would avoid him, refusing to engage.
The First Lord of Azure Firmament, Heartless Young Master, wielded three thousand merciless threads and three thousand killing arts. He was said to be heartless, and he was indeed merciless. He didn't provoke others, but if someone offended him, he would kill without mercy, showing no leniency.
The First Lord of Supreme Firmament, Wu Ya Zi, was even more bloodthirsty than Heartless Young Master. His murderous aura soared to the heavens, extinguishing others' emotions and desires, taking their lives. At this moment, four people followed him, seemingly an alliance, but in truth, they were his human puppets. He had severed their emotions and desires, erased their humanity, leaving their eyes filled with terrifying, violent rage, making their battles extremely brutal.
And of course, there were the other First Lords of the Nine Heavens, including the First Lord of Jade Firmament. Each one was a focal point of attention, drawing the most gazes.
"Among the nine First Lords of the Nine Heavens, who is the strongest?" many debated.
"Naturally, it's the First Lord of Divine Firmament, Hua Qingfeng. He comes from the Sacred Mountain, the top-tier force of the Nine Heavens Continent, arguably the strongest power aside from the mysterious inner and outer Shenxiao City. As the most outstanding youth among them, the first seat of this Nine Heavens Gathering is likely his for the taking."
"I think so too. This man is indeed formidable, but who will take the second seat?"
"Hard to say. All those people are terrifying. For example, that grandmaster of formations who fought with the First Lord of Cinnabar Firmament—his array dao skills are simply astonishing, unheard of and unseen. I don't know how terrifying he truly is. I even think he has the ability to fight Hua Qingfeng. And that three-man alliance with the First Lord of Purple Firmament—all three are extremely strong. Before Ni Cang joined, the two of them fought five great powerhouses alone, all of them fearsome. And there are others—so many powerful figures. Who is weak?"
"Exactly. Without direct confrontation, it's hard to gauge strength. But at least we can identify the candidates for the top thirty seats."
The countless people in Shenxiao City were all discussing the strengths of those in battle, seemingly even more excited and hot-blooded than the fighters themselves.
"Have you noticed? They're starting to form alliances now, and many are strong joining strong."
"Yes, indeed. It seems the lone powerhouses realize the danger and are forming alliances to sweep through, avoiding the risk of elimination. As for the strong joining the strong, because those top-tier talents disdain allying with those of lower levels, Hua Qingfeng has no allies. Moreover, those supreme geniuses probably believe this stage belongs to them, and the weak should be swept out."
Just as the crowd discussed, this was indeed the situation in the battle world. Lin Feng and his group were resting on a mountain range but were still harassed. At that moment, in the void, Lin Feng's sword pierced deeply into a man's throat, blood dripping from the sword tip. The man stared at Lin Feng with unyielding eyes. Their four-man strong alliance had intended to sweep out a few low-ranked individuals on this mountain, but instead, they ignited the fury of Lin Feng and Jing. When their anger erupted, they entered a killing spree. Soon, all four were dead, not one left alive, all killed outright. This was the heavy price they paid for trying to ambush Lin Feng and his group. Seeing the blood-dripping sword tip, others dared not come to harass them anymore.
The sword vanished, and Lin Feng descended. Jing looked at Lin Feng and asked calmly, "What is your relationship with Feng?"
Lin Feng glanced at Jing and replied calmly, "And what is your relationship with Qing Feng?"
"I am her sister. Qing Feng seems to care about you. If you dare to do anything to harm her, I won't let you off."
"Sister?" Lin Feng looked at Jing in surprise. This cold yet adorable woman was Qing Feng's sister?
"I've never heard Qing Feng mention having a sister like you," Lin Feng said calmly. Both were communicating telepathically. By now, they had landed on either side of Qing Feng, and Jing still shot Lin Feng a cold glare, as if warning him.
"Don't think I'm just saying this casually. This is my warning to you. I won't allow anyone to hurt Feng."
Lin Feng looked at Jing, at her beautiful yet cold face, and his eyes slowly drifted downward, causing Jing's expression to stiffen. This bastard, where were his eyes looking?
"That phoenix mark is very beautiful," Lin Feng said telepathically with a smile, causing Jing's expression to freeze completely!