Chapter 1238: World-Covering Black Clouds
Luo Changsheng pressed his hand over his chest, strands of profound energy gradually sealing the massive wound on his chest. Then, step by step, with unprecedented ferocious murderous intent, he walked toward Yun Che, who lay motionless in a pool of blood.
Quhui Zunzhe did not announce the end of the battle, because although Yun Che's aura was extremely weak, he was still sustaining his consciousness without fainting, much less verbally conceding... On the contrary, in his slightly unfocused pupils, there was still light struggling unwillingly, almost instinctively.
"Brother Yun... he hasn't lost consciousness?" Huo Poyun said in a low voice.
Luo Changsheng walked step by step to stand before Yun Che, an icy murderous aura enveloping Yun Che. He raised his arm... Just as everyone thought he would stir up a fierce wind and blow his opponent, who had no strength to resist, off the Feng Shen Platform, a terrifying storm suddenly condensed in his hand, and then, amid countless disbelieving cries of shock, he mercilessly blasted it onto Yun Che's body.
Even at his peak, Yun Che could not have withstood this attack, let alone in his severely injured state with no profound energy to defend himself. With a thunderous noise that made hearts tremble violently, it was as if a volcano had erupted inside Yun Che's body. Unable to even utter a groan, he turned into a tattered blood bag in the storm, flying far, far away.
"Yun Che!"
"Brother... Brother Yun!"
"Ahhh!"
The people from Yin Xue Realm and Yan Shen Realm all turned pale with fright. People from other star realms were also shocked. Quhui Zunzhe frowned deeply, almost unable to refrain from rebuking him.
He was the honorable Young Master Changsheng, a peerless genius who had broken through to Divine King in one and a half jiazi. At a time when Yun Che had already shattered his whole body and had no power to resist, how could he strike so viciously!?
Yun Che fell from the air, leaving a long trail of blood on the Feng Shen Platform before finally stopping. The large patch of blood mist in the air that lingered for a long time made even these divine path profound practitioners' hearts clench.
The place where Yun Che landed was only a few steps from the edge of the Feng Shen Platform. He was motionless and made no sound at all. Under Luo Changsheng's vicious and venomous strike, there was no way Yun Che could have held on. Even if he died on the spot, no one would find it strange.
However, although Quhui Zunzhe's expression changed, he did not announce the end of the battle.
"Luo Changsheng... How could he..." Huo Rulie was furious.
"This is his true nature," Yan Juehai said solemnly, then his expression suddenly changed: "Why isn't it over yet? Could it be that Yun Che... hasn't fainted? What is he doing? What exactly is he still stubbornly holding on for?"
Yun Che was severely injured all over, his breath as faint as a thread. In this state, without any deliberate effort, anyone would have fallen unconscious. For Yun Che to retain consciousness could only mean one possibility: he was struggling, and it was an extreme struggle, pouring all his remaining will into not letting his consciousness sink.
Luo Changsheng's figure flickered, and he appeared before Yun Che once again.
Yun Che lay collapsed in a pool of blood, his body split open, injuries so severe that even a bloodthirsty person would find it hard to look at. His aura was extremely weak. But despite being in such a miserable state, his body was still twitching slightly, and in his unfocused eyes there remained a faint but extremely tenacious glimmer.
Luo Changsheng reached out, grabbed Yun Che by the throat, lifted him from the ground, and stared fiercely into his eyes, which held only the last spark of light... For some reason, although Yun Che had been routed to such an extent before him and was now at his mercy, he did not feel much pleasure. Instead, it was as if something was pressing heavily on his heart and soul.
Because, towards Yun Che, besides resentment, there was actually more jealousy and fear.
He could use Phantom Divine, could fuse Divine Flames, could release a Dragon Soul of extreme power... His profound strength was only at the Divine Tribulation Realm, yet he could defeat him, who was at the peak of Divine Spirit Realm. Both were at Divine Tribulation Realm, but he could even severely wound his Divine King body!
He could do none of these things, and would never be able to do them in this lifetime.
How could he not be jealous, how could he not be afraid!
But he would never admit this, because he was the number one of the younger generation in the Eastern Domain. How could he be jealous or wary of others!
Even at this point, Yun Che was still unyielding, which greatly diminished the pleasure in his heart. He raised his arm high, lifting Yun Che up high... Ahead was the edge of the Feng Shen Platform. With just a slight breath, he could blow him off the platform, ending this one-sided battle, and also ending this edition of the Feng Shen Battle.
But Luo Changsheng suddenly turned around, gave a low roar, profound light surging on his body, and slammed Yun Che hard onto the Feng Shen Platform.
"Yun Che!" Mu Bingyun's face instantly lost color.
Boom!!!!
Luo Changsheng's profound strength was terrifying. Under such tremendous force, even a Divine Spirit profound practitioner with fully activated profound energy would be instantly smashed to pieces, flesh and blood mangled.
Yun Che's body crashed heavily to the ground. With a loud noise, the Feng Shen Platform directly cracked, and Yun Che's body was rebounded high into the air for over ten li, then fell powerlessly like a withered leaf, accompanied by another shower of scarlet blood.
Thud!
Yun Che fell, motionless, but at this moment, Luo Changsheng suddenly leaped high and came crashing straight down onto Yun Che. Amid countless pupils contracting sharply, his elbow smashed fiercely into Yun Che's heart.
Bang!!!!!
The Feng Shen Platform beneath Yun Che shattered into pieces. A stream of blood several zhang high spurted from his mouth... almost expelling all the remaining blood in his body.
"You..." Quhui Zunzhe's brows sank sharply, and he nearly lost control of his emotions.
In the distant clouds above, Mo Li's fingers were bleeding, her whole body trembling, her eyes emitting a bloody glare. The murderous aura she was suppressing was like a ferocious beast that could lose control at any moment:
"You... damned... beast... seeking... death!"
"Bang!" Long Huang suddenly slammed the table and stood up, an incredibly terrifying gloom appearing on his face.
This action caused all the Divine Emperors to look sideways, startled in their hearts.
After a brief silence, Long Huang slowly sat back down and said in a low voice: "Apologies, Long has lost his composure."
"..." All the Divine Emperors nodded slightly, not one daring to speak.
"To make the esteemed Long Huang lose his composure, it seems the Dragon Soul on Yun Che... is absolutely extraordinary," Qianye Ying'er said thoughtfully.
"Don't speak," Fantian Shen Di reminded. "In this world, the most inviolable thing is the 'Dragon's Wrath'."
"Luo Changsheng!" On the other side, Luo Shangchen could no longer contain himself and bellowed: "What are you doing! Have you lost your mind!"
"I told you, let him vent!" Luo Guxie said coldly. "If you don't let him vent the anger, resentment, humiliation, jealousy... in short, don't stop him. If there are any consequences, I'll bear them all!"
"Aren't you afraid he'll be disgraced and ruined!" Luo Changchen's voice trembled slightly.
"Hmph," Luo Guxie snorted coldly. "He is Changsheng, not you, the Shengyu Realm King who always puts reputation and face first and abandons everything else!"
Luo Changchen: "..."
The audience seats erupted in uproar, every face showing intense agitation. They couldn't believe that the legendary "Young Master Changsheng" would commit such a mad and cruel act, and even more so, couldn't believe... that this battle still hadn't ended.
"Luo Changsheng, you... I will not let you off! If you dare to hurt my Yun Che big brother again, when I grow up, I will definitely kill you... mmph mmph mmph..."
Shui Meiyin's voice carried unprecedented anger, but before she could finish, her voice and delicate body were suppressed by Shui Qianheng using profound energy. She struggled violently, and in the starry pupils of her eyes, a sorrowful glistening of tears unknowingly welled up...
As well as... a trace of resentful black light that she herself did not notice.
"Yun Che... he still retains consciousness... having reached this state, what exactly... is he still holding on for?" Shui Yingyue said in a daze.
If Yun Che simply fell unconscious naturally, everything could end. But despite Luo Changsheng's repeated cruel blows, he still forced himself to stay conscious, refusing to sink... Under such power, it was already a miracle that he hadn't died. No one could imagine how extreme a will and faith was needed to still hold on.
What exactly was he holding on for? Was he unwilling to accept defeat, still wanting to win? In the current situation, how could he still have hope of turning things around? He himself should know that... What exactly was he holding on for? Rather than resigning himself to fate and sinking into unconsciousness, he would rather be trampled by Luo Changsheng like this...
Boom!
Luo Changsheng stomped on Yun Che, crushing his chest deeply. Half-squinting, he said darkly: "Yun Che, I'm actually a little impressed with you. To force yourself to stay awake up to now and refuse to faint, that's really something. Should I call you tough or stupid?"
Hong—
With a violent explosion, flesh and blood flew from Yun Che's chest.
"Yun Che!" Mu Bingyun cried out again. The force of Luo Changsheng's kick was directed straight at Yun Che's profound vein. She flashed up, coming above the Feng Shen Platform, with a pleading expression: "Quhui Zunzhe, I beg you to be lenient and allow this junior to say a few words to Yun Che. This junior deeply knows that the rules of the Feng Shen Battle cannot be violated, but if this continues... Yun Che will have only one chance in ten to survive."
Quhui Zunzhe glanced at her but did not grant the request. Just as Mu Bingyun was about to plead again, Quhui Zunzhe's deep voice suddenly descended over the Feng Shen Platform:
"Yun Che! In this battle, you are already certain to lose. Let your consciousness sink, and the match can end. You will become the second place in the Feng Shen Battle, glory for a lifetime. But if you insist on holding on, Luo Changsheng can continue to attack you legitimately, and no one can interfere! Don't ruin your future for some inexplicable stubbornness!"
As Quhui Zunzhe's voice fell, the entire venue fell into silence.
But that shred of Yun Che's stubborn will still did not collapse.
Yun Che's world was sometimes blood-red, sometimes deathly pale. He could no longer feel pain, and even his own existence was extremely vague. The only things he could perceive were Luo Changsheng's aura and the various chaotic sounds from outside.
Inexplicable stubbornness...
Heh... ridiculous...
A mere Luo Changsheng... is worthy of making me unwilling?
Yun Che's heart and soul laughed bitterly... When a faint red shadow appeared, his heart and soul became incomparably warm.
Mo Li...
I could pick the Brahma Flower for you...
I could come to the God Realm for you...
But now... I can no longer win this Feng Shen Battle for you...
Could it be destined... that I will never see you again...
We owe each other nothing, never to meet again... Heh, what a joke, in this life... impossible!
Although, incompetent as I am, I can no longer reach the top of the Feng Shen Battle for you...
But at least, let me, for your sake, hold on until the very last moment, the last shred of will, the last thread of faith...
This is my... proof of persistence towards you... and also... my punishment for my own incompetence...
Boom!!
His body was once again kicked flying by Luo Changsheng...
He didn't know where he had landed, and could no longer discern how badly he was injured. He was only using everything he had to support his last bit of consciousness.
I can't feel pain, I can't feel my body. Now, even the existence of my profound vein is completely unfelt...
Is it because my profound energy has been depleted to the extreme... or... has my profound vein... been destroyed...
My consciousness also...
Yun Che's pupils gradually approached complete dilation. On his body, the last wisp of profound energy suddenly dissipated at this moment. From head to toe, inside and out, there was no longer the slightest trace of profound power.
"Heh, not bad, not bad. You're still holding on." Luo Changsheng walked leisurely toward Yun Che. The longer Yun Che held on, the more pleased yet also more enraged he became. His steps were slow, but in his hands, he had quietly gathered two cruel storm forces...
This time, he was going to directly cut off Yun Che's arms.
And just as he was only ten steps away from Yun Che, the world suddenly darkened abruptly.
There was no change in aura, no unusual sound, no warning at all. The light instantly became extremely dim. Everyone instinctively looked up, and then, in an instant, their faces all showed shock.
Above the firmament, black clouds rolled, boundless and infinite, engulfing all light.
And just a moment ago, the sky had been clear for ten thousand li, with only occasional wisps of cloud.
The various Divine Lords and Divine Emperors also stood up one after another, brows tightly furrowed, because even they had not noticed at all where these black clouds came from—from a clear sky to a sky full of black clouds, it was only an instant... an incomprehensible, extremely eerie instant.
The layers of black clouds rolled endlessly. In the blink of an eye, visibility became nearly impossible. What the people on the Feng Shen Platform did not know was that, at the same time, the entire sky above the Eastern Divine Region was covered with black clouds.
The black clouds slowly pressed downward as they rolled, like a suddenly awakened dark demon god, intending to plunge the entire Eastern Divine Region into the abyss of darkness.