Chapter 989: Subduing the Dragon and Taming the Tiger
“How dare you!”
In the night sky, a deafening roar exploded.
Immediately after, a golden token flew out, transforming into a golden sacred stele several zhang tall, colliding with the claw of the headless vengeful spirit.
“Boom.”
The golden sacred stele contained a sacred power within it, actually shattering the claw of the headless vengeful spirit.
Following that, Bu Qianfan, like a roc spreading its wings, broke through the obstruction of the formation, landed in the lake, extended an arm completely covered in metal armor, and grabbed forward.
The golden sacred stele shrank back down, becoming a token, spinning in a circle before flying back into his hand.
Bu Qianfan held the token in one hand and a halberd in the other, his long hair draped over his shoulders, exuding a sharp killing intent as he faced off against the headless vengeful spirit.
Zhang Ruochen silently withdrew the space rift he had been about to unleash, glanced at Bu Qianfan’s back, smiled faintly, and said to Murong Yue, “In the end, he still made a move for you.”
“So what? His cultivation is too far from Guigu Saint General’s. Jumping out is just seeking death.” Murong Yue remained very calm, without a trace of being moved.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and sighed, “You underestimate Bu Qianfan too much. His strength isn’t that weak.”
In the distance, at the top of the Observation Star Platform, Ouyang Heng laughed, “Tonight is getting more and more interesting. The young master of the Bright Hall, the divine son of the Blood God Sect, the young master of the Black Market First Class Hall, and now even the rising star of the Ministry of War has shown up.”
“This person seems quite strong.” Qi Feiyu fixed her gaze on Bu Qianfan.
Ouyang Heng had a high opinion of Bu Qianfan, saying, “This man is a rare talent below the Realm Sons. Not long ago, I saw him inside the inner world of the Heavenly Wheel Seal.”
“He’s not a Realm Son, so how could he enter the inner world of the Heavenly Wheel Seal for closed-door cultivation?” Qi Feiyu asked curiously.
Ouyang Heng said, “This man cultivated the Undying Sacred Body and reached the Two-Time Supreme Extreme Realm. He caught the appreciation of a Heavenly King in the Ministry of War, who sent him into the inner world of the Heavenly Wheel Seal twice for training.”
“However, he didn’t train in the Heavenly Wheel Seal for long, so his cultivation still lags far behind the Nine Great Realm Sons.”
Qi Feiyu’s gaze lingered on Bu Qianfan for a moment, then she said, “His cultivation is only at the Sixth-Rank Half-Saint, far too different from Guigu Half-Saint. No matter how strong his physique, he can’t make up for a gap of three realms.”
Ouyang Heng had considerable confidence in Bu Qianfan, a smile always on his face, and said, “You underestimate Bu Qianfan too much. His strength isn’t that weak.”
Bu Qianfan’s appearance made the cultivators in the Pearl Light Pavilion even more excited.
Tonight could be called a gathering of powers. For a Stone Beauty, the most outstanding talents of the Blood God Sect, Bright Hall, Black Market First Class Hall, and Ministry of War had all assembled.
The battle between Murong Chengfeng and Yanxu Saint General was raging fiercely, evenly matched, blasting through the lakeshore.
If the defensive formation hadn’t been activated, the entire Pearl Light Pavilion would have already turned to ashes.
The headless vengeful spirit, over a hundred meters tall, stood like a black demon mountain at the center of the lakeshore. The ghost claw shattered by the token had reformed.
“Roar.”
A long howl came from the belly of the headless vengeful spirit, forming a world-shaking soundwave.
The next moment, two sharp ghost claws reached out simultaneously, striking down toward Bu Qianfan’s head. In the palms of the claws, two balls of cyan ghost fire burned, releasing scorching energy.
Even cultivators standing outside the formation trembled, and some were so frightened they fell to their knees.
The aura emitted by the headless vengeful spirit was too terrifying. Once the ghost claws fell, even the defensive formation around the lakeshore might not hold.
If the defense failed, most of the cultivators in the Pearl Light Pavilion would likely die.
At the center of the storm, Bu Qianfan showed no fear. He spread his arms, and from the center of his chest, wisps of black sacred qi surged out, condensing into a massive black hole ten zhang in diameter in front of him.
“Heartless Black Hole.”
The power of the black hole was astonishing, absorbing all the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, and even the lake water vanished in an instant.
Zhang Ruochen had seen the Heartless Black Hole before. Back when Di Yi was still alive, he had used this move, nearly breaking Zhang Ruochen’s space domain.
Now, the Heartless Black Hole Bu Qianfan unleashed was more complete, with greater power, far surpassing what Di Yi had displayed back then.
The massive headless vengeful spirit, unable to control itself, flew toward the Heartless Black Hole and was quickly devoured.
“Break!”
Just before the headless vengeful spirit was swallowed by the Heartless Black Hole, Guigu Saint General burst out from its back and fled into the distance at top speed.
The power of the Heartless Black Hole was too terrifying; even a Ninth-Rank Half-Saint couldn’t withstand it.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Bu Qianfan lifted his halberd, took a step forward, chased behind Guigu Saint General, and thrust the halberd at him.
“Bu Qianfan, you’re asking for death!”
Guigu Saint General’s two withered hands formed claw seals, unleashing seventy-two claws in succession.
The sky was filled with enormous ghost claws, enveloping Bu Qianfan.
“Boom.”
Bu Qianfan’s halberd shattered all the claw seals, thrusting forward fiercely, piercing through Guigu Saint General’s right hand.
Bright red blood gushed from both the palm and back of Guigu Saint General’s hand.
Moreover, the tip of the halberd kept closing in on Guigu Saint General’s heart, as if it would pierce through his body.
“Young Master, save me…”
Forced into a corner, Guigu Saint General had no choice but to call out to Kong Hongbi.
“Useless trash.”
Kong Hongbi stood still, his expression grim. He casually reached out a hand, as if plucking something from afar, and grabbed toward Guigu Saint General.
In an instant, Guigu Saint General escaped the crisis of death, appearing in Kong Hongbi’s grasp.
Bu Qianfan didn’t pursue. His gaze fixed on Kong Hongbi, showing caution. Of course, he wasn’t afraid; his battle intent was already surging.
The cultivators in the Pearl Light Pavilion were already stunned beyond words, many with jaws nearly hitting the ground.
“Bu Qianfan’s combat power is terrifying. He’s only a Sixth-Rank Half-Saint, yet he has the strength to kill a Ninth-Rank Half-Saint.”
“Crossing three realms is too heaven-defying, isn’t it?”
Bu Qianfan’s combat power indeed surprised many, making their hearts race.
However, some cultivators focused their attention on Kong Hongbi, ranked seventh on the Half-Saint List.
“Kong Hongbi holds Guigu Saint General like he’s not holding a Ninth-Rank Half-Saint, but just a chicken. Killing Guigu Saint General would probably be no harder than killing a chicken.”
“Of course. Being on the Half-Saint List proves Kong Hongbi has the strength to contend with Saint-level beings. The gap between a Ninth-Rank Half-Saint and a Saint-level being is enormous.”
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Kong Hongbi casually tossed Guigu Saint General aside like a stone.
Then, his gaze fell on Bu Qianfan, and he said, “The Thousand Victory King of the Ministry of War dares to come to the Black Market headquarters in Tiantai Prefecture? Quite bold. Aren’t you afraid you won’t make it back?”
Bu Qianfan, already titled “Thousand Victory King” with the rank of a mid-level Domain King, showed no fear and said freely, “All under heaven is the emperor’s land. Even if it’s the Black Market, where can the soldiers of the Ministry of War not go?”
“All under heaven is the emperor’s land? For that one sentence, I’ll spare your sacred soul tonight.”
Before the words fully faded, Kong Hongbi’s figure had already vanished from where he stood.
Bu Qianfan’s expression changed sharply, and he inwardly cried out, “Danger!”
Because even with his cultivation, he couldn’t see how Kong Hongbi had disappeared.
Almost by neural reflex, Bu Qianfan grabbed the tail of his halberd, swung it horizontally, and slashed to the right.
The halberd rubbed against the air, making a crackling sound and sparking a series of flames.
But the next moment, Bu Qianfan’s halberd fell into Kong Hongbi’s hands.
Kong Hongbi stood to Bu Qianfan’s right, only a step away, gently stroking the halberd with both hands, and said, “Your speed is too slow, your strength too weak. Who gave you the guts to challenge me?”
A cold light flashed in Kong Hongbi’s eyes. He thrust the halberd fiercely, and with a “puchi,” it pierced through Bu Qianfan’s heart, sending him flying.
Bu Qianfan tried to dodge but couldn’t.
“Bang.”
The halberd embedded itself in a pillar of a pavilion, pinning Bu Qianfan to it. Crimson blood quickly stained the entire pillar red.
Silence.
The entire Pearl Light Pavilion fell silent, with only the sound of blood dripping, “drip, drip,” still echoing.
All cultivators stared at Kong Hongbi with horrified eyes, as if looking at a young demon god.
Too terrifying.
Bu Qianfan’s strength was formidable, yet he couldn’t withstand even half a move from Kong Hongbi.
Below the Saint realm, who could still fight him?
Kong Hongbi stood in the air with his hands behind his back, staring at Zhang Ruochen in the pavilion, and said, “Do you regret opposing me now?”
Zhang Ruochen’s expression remained unchanged. He glanced at Bu Qianfan hanging from the pillar and said, “Your strength is indeed formidable, but it’s not enough to make me regret.”
“Is that so? Then I’ll break your legs first and ask you again.”
Kong Hongbi’s figure flickered and vanished from where he stood once more.
Everyone knew Kong Hongbi’s speed was astonishing. When his figure reappeared, Gu Linfeng’s legs would likely be broken.
But this time was different.
“If you want to fight the master uncle, you’ll have to get through us first.”
Just as Kong Hongbi vanished, Da Sikong and Er Sikong, standing behind Zhang Ruochen, also disappeared instantly.
“Subduing the Tiger Suppresses Hell.”
“Subduing the Dragon Shakes the Nine Heavens.”
Da Sikong formed fist seals with both hands, and a powerful Buddha light burst forth, condensing into a white tiger over ten meters long.
Er Sikong formed claw seals with both hands, black light radiating from his body, and a black dragon overlapped with his form.
The two met Kong Hongbi simultaneously. The dragon fought, the tiger struggled, fists were fierce, claws were sharp, and they actually blocked the imposing Kong Hongbi.
“Bang, bang.”
The three clashed, figures interweaving, energy surging skyward. In the blink of an eye, each had unleashed hundreds of moves.
The white tiger lunged forward, the black dragon tore ahead.
The next moment, Kong Hongbi flew backward, his crown breaking, long hair scattering, and three bloody claw marks appeared on his chest.
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