Chapter 1562 - I’m Desolate Martial
Chapter 1562: I’m Desolate Martial
Translator: Legge
Many cultivators felt their hairs stand on end when they saw that!
That was a Conjoint Body Mighty Figure of Overlord Palace!
He was eaten by Teng Luo just like that!
“Bloody hell, what’s there to be afraid of?!”
The Palace Lord of Overlord Palace could no longer hold it in and withdrew a gigantic spear from his storage bag, propping it heavily on the ground as he shouted.
“The reason why we of the fiend sects cultivate is because we want freedom and be carefree! If we have to live life so restrictedly right now, we might as well fight with our full strength!”
“Even if I have to die, I want to die in a spectacular manner!”
“That’s right!”
The Sect Master of Asura Sect stood out as well and said coldly, “At most, we’ll just die! Who doesn’t die? Even if you’re an Emperor, you won’t live together with Heaven and Earth and the sun and moon. You’ll die of old age one day!”
Among the seven fiend sects, Overlord Palace, Asura Sect and Pure Maiden Sect stood out.
The Sect Master of Purple Firmament Sect stood up slowly and said in a deep voice, “What’s the point of living forever if you have to endure such humiliation?!”
Immediately after, from the immortal sects, Snowdrift Valley and Soaring Feather Sect stood out!
All the Buddhist monks stood up!
Among the five heretical doctrines, Little Fatty of Tomb Sect and Shi Jian of Puppet Sect stood out as well!
All the cultivators of the four unorthodox groups rose!
The Nangong and Beiming aristocratic families of the three ancient aristocratic families stood out!
Many cultivators of Enigma Palace advanced!
Instantly, everyone was worked up as powerful figures from the human race soared into the air one after another, releasing incomparably domineering auras to fight against Teng Luo!
The Primordial Six Races had descended and massacred humans wantonly. The cultivators had nowhere to vent the rage in their hearts and could not hold it in any longer.
Humans were not all cowards!
The storyteller had once said that the cultivation world merely lacked a true expert who could rally and lead the human race!
Now, the sect masters of Overlord Palace and Asura Sect stood out.
That scene seemed to have caused a chain reaction as cultivators stood up one after another!
Many cultivators felt their blood boiling as they looked at Teng Luo and the other Blood Vines with murderous auras. Their initial fear had long been forgotten!
“Oh my?”
Teng Luo’s gaze intensified as he grinned excitedly. “Why? Do you bunch of ants want to defy the heavens?!”
“I’d advise you guys to calm down,”
Right then, the Sect Master of Heavenly Dipper Sect said coldly, “All of you are merely hotheaded and impetuous right now. Don’t regret it when you get severely injured and die a moment later, it’ll be too late by then.”
Just as the blood of the cultivators was boiling, someone threw a wet blanket over them.
“Hehe!”
The Valley Master of Snowdrift Valley sneered, “Lang Qing, we’re both sect masters of immortal sects. It’s truly a humiliation for me to share the same status as someone like you!”
The Sect Master of Malevolent Earth Sect said, “Fufu, I think that Fellow Daoist Lang Qing isn’t wrong. He was merely reminding you guys out of goodwill not to fight against Fellow Daoists of the Primordial Six Races.”
The Island Master of Penglai Island crossed his arms and sneered, “Since you guys have a death wish, don’t blame us for watching idly!”
“How shameless!”
Little Fatty scolded angrily, “Penglai Island has already submitted to the Primordial Six Races, right?!”
The Island Master of Penglai Island had a calm expression. “What’s wrong with submitting? The primordial races have recuperated and returned in a domineering manner. They will definitely rule over Tianhuang Mainland and lord over the world!
“If Penglai Island doesn’t submit, do you expect us to throw away our lives like you guys? You want to strike a stone with an egg? How laughable!”
Many cultivators felt disgusted when they saw the Island Master of Penglai Island’s expression.
“You’re really too naive to think that you’ll be able to lead a normal life!”
The Palace Lord of Overlord Palace sneered, “Once the Primordial Six Races rule over Tianhuang Mainland, they will definitely enslave the ten thousand races! Do you think that they are going to let the human race off after what happened with the ancient war?!”
The Palace Lord of Enigma Palace waved his hand gently. “Our Daos are different, there’s no need to argue. We’re cultivators who would rather die than kneel and live an ignoble existence!”
“Kill!”
“Kill! Kill! Kill!”
The cultivators roared in anger.
“A bunch of ants that are screaming. Kill them!”
Teng Luo waved his hand and was the first to lunge into the crowd!
Hundreds of Blood Vines charged forward and took root on the ground, waving thick blood vines. They interweaved into an impenetrable web filled with blood qi that almost covered the entire world!
The moment both parties collided, blood filled the air and countless cultivators died!
However, against the attacks of many cultivators, some Blood Vines were killed on the spot as well!
Enraged, Teng Luo reverted to his true form as well. Dozens of blood vines tore through the air and smashed the bodies of more than ten cultivators, descending on the Palace Lord of Overlord Palace!
Dozens of blood vines coiled around the Palace Lord of Overlord Palace!
“Die!”
Teng Luo’s voice sounded with a cold killing intent and endless rage!
Poof!
A blood mist burst forth and the Palace Lord of Overlord Palace was minced to death by Teng Luo!
Boom!
Right then, a pitch-black light descended and pierced the head of Purple Firmament Sect’s sect master!
The headless corpse of Purple Firmament Sect’s sect master fell from midair without a single sound.
Savage Eye had attacked.
A single visual technique was enough to kill the Sect Master of Purple Firmament Sect!
Not far away, many Heavenly Eye race beings charged over!
If it was just the Blood Vine race, the experts of the human race could still fight.
With the addition of the Heavenly Eye race, there was no longer any doubt about the outcome of the battle. The killing power of the Heavenly Eyes was way too great when they opened!
Cultivators fell one after another as broken limbs danced in midair.
Tragic cries, wails and screams reverberated through the world.
“Young master, you’re afraid of being tainted by the filthy blood of those human ants, right? How about letting us go have fun?”
Some Rakshasas could not hold it in any longer and were tempted.
Rakshasa Yu sighed internally and closed her eyes, nodding.
In her opinion, the human race was doomed even if the Rakshasa race did not attack.
“Howl!”
A series of green-faced and Rakshasas with bared fangs danced in midair, wielding curved sabers as they streaked through the crowd. Everywhere they passed, a blood storm would break out!
The addition of the Rakshasa race caused the human cultivators’ formation to collapse instantly!
Finally, some cultivators could not withstand it and started escaping into the distance.
Fear was contagious.
The second, the third..
There was no way to stop the collapse of the situation.
Many cultivators began to flee!
However, nobody could escape from Enigma Palace against the pursuit of the Rakshasa and Golden Crow races!
Not a single person!
“Oh!”
Transforming into his human form once more, Teng Luo stood in midair and looked at the many cultivators who were fleeing with excited expressions. He was even chewing a large piece of flesh as he laughed wildly.
“Cowardly ants, come and fight! Hahahaha!”
Many primordial races roared in laughter as they slaughtered.
Teng Luo’s blood vines pierced Ji Chengtian’s chest and lifted the latter slowly towards him as he laughed menacingly. “Paragons of the human race? Monster incarnates of the human race? All of you are a bunch of trash!”
Ji Chengtian’s face was pale as he spat out blood repeatedly. However, there was no fear in his eyes as he said slowly, “If the human race’s Desolate Martial is around, we’ll kill you guys like dogs!”
Teng Luo’s expression darkened.
That name was a huge humiliation for the Blood Vine race!
“That’s right!”
The Valley Master of Snowdrift Valley dragged her severely injured body and said sternly, “If Desolate Martial was around, the young masters of your Primordial Six Races would be a joke!”
“In the eyes of my bro, the Primordial Six Races are the ants! You guys are the trash!”
Little Fatty hugged the severely injured Shi Jian and howled with teary eyes.
“Desolate Martial?”
Teng Luo sneered, “Our Primordial Six Races are gathered here. If he hides obediently, he can still live for a few more days! If he dares to appear, I’ll let him know who’s the true expert and who’s invincible among his peers!”
Swoosh!
A cold beam tore through the air and arrived instantly, piercing towards Teng Luo’s glabella!
“Watch out!”
Suddenly, Savage Eye hollered.
Teng Luo’s expression changed!
The cold beam was way too fast!
By the time he realized, the cold light had already descended.
In fact, he did not even have time to revert to his true form and could only raise his palm instinctively.
Poof!
The cold light pierced Teng Luo’s palm and punctured through his glabella, penetrating his head!
Stained with blood, the momentum of the cold light was still present as it created a gigantic hole of blood in the wings of another Rakshasa!
The tremendous power exploded the Rakshasa’s wings!
The Rakshasa let out a tragic cry and fell from midair.
The cold light seemed like an arrow that was corporeal and gradually dissipated in front of everyone.
Teng Luo was dead?
The young master of the Blood Vine race was killed by a single arrow?
The world seemed to have paused for a moment because of the arrival of the arrow.
“Who’s there?!”
Savage Eye rose slowly and asked sternly.
A cold voice descended and reverberated through Enigma Palace in a deafening manner!
“I’m Desolate Martial!”