Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1539: Chapter 1577: Revenge

"Senior Jiang!"

"Venerate!!"

In an instant, the battlefield echoed with agonizing howls.

Jiang Wuya sacrificed himself to trap three battalions, buying them a chance for survival.

Clearly, he could have escaped first!

"Stop crying! Don’t let Senior Jiang’s sacrifice be in vain!"

"Right! Kill all the giants, bury them with Senior Jiang!!"

The battlefield roared with battle cries.

The death of Wuyu Venerable filled them with a fearless courage against the giants.

The death of Jiang Wuya filled them with a hatred to annihilate every giant!

The Human Race Alliance Army turned their grief into a murderous intent, like a furious tiger swallowing the sky.

Whether it was the Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul or the Four Apertures Nascent Soul, no one hesitated.

All charged fearlessly towards the nearest Ancient Giant.

The Ancient Giants, who had barely held their own against the Humans, were immediately met with unprecedented attacks.

Boom!

One of the Ancient Giants fell.

Then two, three, four more followed.

More and more Ancient Giants, unable to withstand the mad assault, collapsed one after another.

The remaining Ancient Giants were terrified by the frenzied Humans.

No matter how many they stomped to death, more would spring up.

These Humans, small as insects in their eyes, instilled in them an unprecedented fear.

Furthermore, three battle groups and two Giant Kings were trapped, unable to assist.

Finally, their fighting spirit shattered.

The Ancient Giants who hadn’t yet entered the center of the battlefield turned and fled.

And as they ran, those deep within the battlefield saw their own resolve crumble.

Some, in desperation, crashed their way out.

Those who couldn’t escape simply raised their hands, knelt on the ground, and let out mournful wails in the language of Hell.

Though their language was not understood, their meaning was clear.

Surrender!

This made the Humans hesitate, slowing their attacks.

They were unsure whether to accept the surrender or reject it.

Slash!

A purple light, sharp as a blade, flashed by, decapitating one with a single stroke, sending its head flying skyward.

Jiang Fan, drenched in blood, his black hair matted into clumps.

His face and neck were covered in blood, as if lifted from a Blood Pool.

Only his eyes were distinguishable, like a beast’s, filled with boundless slaughter:

"Surrender? You’re not worthy!"

"Ancient Giants, no mercy!"

The crowd snapped back to reality.

Damn, it’s a war of extermination, who cares about rules of war, who’d accept captives?

If they surrendered, would the Ancient Giants accept?

No, they’d just be seen as food, tossed into mouths and eaten alive.

These cannibalistic freaks deserve only one outcome!

Complete annihilation!

Thus, the killing cries shook the heavens.

The surrendering Ancient Giants were slaughtered by the masses.

Those attempting to escape the battlefield were intercepted and swiftly killed by the enraged alliance.

Meanwhile, Jiang Fan, wielding the Purple Thunder, set his gaze on the Ancient Giants fleeing to various corners, hunting them down one by one.

One, two, three...

A dozen breaths later.

Jiang Fan’s eyes were bloodshot, unable to count how many Ancient Giants he’d slain.

Until he felt exhausted, noticing only two or three Ancient Giants still alive, escaping far away.

Trying to flee the battlefield, scattering into the desolate lands of Taicang State.

Jiang Fan pulled out an Anti-Void Spirit Pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

But before he could recover his Nascent Soul Power, dense sounds of air being sliced headed towards the three Ancient Giants.

It was the newly reorganized rear battalion, splitting into two groups.

One unit launched long-range attacks on the remaining Ancient Giants encircled on the battlefield.

The other pursued the three fleeing Ancient Giants.

Nangong Xiaoyun, eyes glistening with tears, glanced at Jiang Wuya’s remains and said:

"Brother Jiang, go do what you want to do."

"Leave the rest to us."

Jiang Fan surveyed the two small battle circles, with the addition of machinery, the remaining Ancient Giants were in their last throes.

The skirmishes were decided, no suspense remained.

No need for his lead anymore.

What he must do now is avenge!

Inside the Forbidden Land.

The Sand Giant King madly pummeled the light barrier, exhausting the last trace of Divinity Transformation Power in Jiang Wuya’s corpse.

The light barrier could no longer hold and shattered with a crack.

The Sand Giant King and Soul Giant King leaped out in a flash.

They didn’t bother with the three battalions they brought.

Because, it was no longer necessary.

Three battalions, utterly silent, turned into blood slurry.

Several Nine Aperture Giants reduced to mere skeletons.

Jiang Wuya, with his own strength, trapped 300 Ancient Giants, rewriting the battle.

And the Sand and Soul Giant Kings, trapped too long, were corroded to fleshless fragments.

Their huge vertical eyes corroded, endlessly bleeding, blurring their sight.

The severe pain fiercely stimulated their nerves.

The Sand Giant King turned his resentful glare to the top of the light barrier where Jiang Wuya’s body lay.

He kicked off and leapt, filled with immense rage, aiming a stomp at Jiang Wuya’s body.

"You despicable worm!"

Who would’ve thought he alone could doom 300 of their Ancient Giants!

Even grinding him to dust wouldn’t quench his fury.

Just as his massive foot was to land, a blurred vision saw a triply colored fleeting shadow.

His heart froze, the intuition of a Hunter sensing the deadly Three-color Divine Rainbow.

He swiftly twisted.

With his immense combat experience, he could easily evade the sword.

Oddly, his waist suddenly hurt, momentarily stiffening.

So although he should’ve fully dodged the Three-color Divine Rainbow, it grazed his waist.

Splurt!

A chunk of flesh, bone and all, was slashed away, blood spurting wildly.

The intense pain, deferred, made the Sand Giant King roar with agony.

In his ear, the Soul Giant King’s reminder:

"Retreat quickly."

"With misfortune invading, you and I shouldn’t fight!"

The Sand Giant King’s heart tightened, remembering the Forbidden Land’s harm wasn’t just flesh corrosion.

But also the remnants of Misfortune Sage’s Law!

Bearing the severe pain, he swiftly returned, standing alongside the Soul Giant King.

Once more looking towards the peak of the light barrier.

Jiang Wuya’s body had already been removed from the black steel needle by Jiang Fan.

"Wang Chongxiao!" the Sand Giant King seethed with hatred.

In their descent, they faced massive setbacks, and the one responsible was this Wang Chongxiao!

If he hadn’t initially slain the Space Giant King, if not for reversing Ari Shura King’s gigantification.

If he hadn’t, with his strength alone, killed the Fire and Golden Giant Kings, how would the situation be like this?

A hunt meant to be a one-sided massacre turned into severe casualties for the Ancient Giants!

Jiang Fan had no time for them.

He cradled Jiang Wuya’s body, feeling the hollow life force and dead soul waves within.

The last glimmer of hope in his heart extinguished.

"Brother Jiang..."

He looked up at the sky, murmuring silently.

The boundless blood clouds shrouded the world, painting the sky, the earth, and the rivers a bloody red.

Like a bloody sunset shining upon the world.

Jiang Fan’s face, bathed in the bloody glow, resembled an Asura from the apocalypse.

"You, just watch well."

"And see how I, for you, protect this world!"