Chapter 608: Chapter 151: Counter-Encirclement (Part 1)

Man Niu stared at the burly man with shining eyes, saying: “Ancestor, is this really your Supreme Treasure from back then?”

“Damn it, are you questioning me? How could I, your grandfather, be mistaken? Even the Primordial Spirit Seal on it is still there, how could it be wrong!” The burly man no longer paid attention to Man Niu, instead, he floated up from Man Niu’s body, drifting leisurely towards the Wilderness Divine Axe.

“Clang!”

As the burly man drew closer, the short axe that was previously stuck in mid-air began to struggle violently, its movements growing increasingly intense.

From a distance, Zhen Jia Taoist, who was exhausting his Heart Power to control the short axe, had a pale face and was sweating profusely. He was cursing in his heart: “Damn it, garbage Innate Supreme Treasure! Damn Huntian, I’m still your lifesaver, and you give me such a crappy thing, are you trying to kill me?”

“Come back, my child!” The burly man, knowing someone was controlling the short axe, spoke softly for the first time, his tone resembling a call to a long-lost child returning home.

“Crack!”

Hearing the call, the short axe seemed more eager. Finally, with a faint sound, the short axe broke free from Zhen Jia’s control and dove like a returning swallow back into the phantom of the burly man in mid-air.

“Spurt!”

Suddenly losing the connection with the short axe, Zhen Jia internally exclaimed “Not good!”, and spewed out a mouthful of blood mixed with gold, glaring malevolently at the phantom of the burly man who was continuously caressing the short axe, and demanded: “Who exactly are you?”

“Does it matter who I am? Just tell me who you got this axe from, and I won’t kill you!” the burly man said with interest, looking at Zhen Jia with a sinister expression.

“Why should I believe you?” Zhen Jia’s eyes glared hatefully, cursing Huntian in his heart. If not for the misfortune brought by this little axe, he wouldn’t be in this situation.

The burly man’s gaze faltered, and his overwhelming aura pressed down like a storm, saying: “You think you can bargain with me? You have no choice!”

“I go to hell with no choice! Fellow Daoists, act quickly and kill them, or we all will die here!” Zhen Jia suddenly burst out, his body exuding dense True Yuan, and he coiled up like a black cannonball, slamming towards the burly man in mid-air.

“Brothers, kill!”

“Carve a path of blood!”

Perhaps knowing that they had to fight desperately, all the survivors frenziedly summoned their Magic Treasures and charged.

“Whoosh!”

The burly man lightly dodged Zhen Jia’s attack, looking at him playfully, then gently tossed the short axe downward.

“Hum!”

Once in the burly man’s hands, the short axe seemed especially agile, rapidly growing in size almost the moment it left his large hand. In the blink of an eye, it became larger than mountains, and its heavy presence surpassed that of Taishan.

The giant axe concealed its sharpness and pressed down ferociously towards Zhen Jia, smashing onto his head.

The unfortunate Zhen Jia couldn’t even react before he was crushed into the earth by the mountainous axe, his life or death unknown.

“Damn it, indeed, the Power of Primordial Spirit shouldn’t be overused!” Suddenly, the phantom of the burly man in the sky blurred, he cursed softly, and made a slight gesture towards the giant axe below.

With a swift “whoosh”, the giant axe quickly shrank to the size of a palm and returned to the burly man’s hand.

He affectionately touched the giant axe in his hand and looking down at Man Niu, he said: “You little rascal, your grandpa is heading back first! Remember, thoroughly interrogate that boy in black, find out who gave him the Wilderness Divine Axe! I’m leaving…”

“Respecting the command of my ancestor! Farewell, Ancestor!” Man Niu saluted the burly man, his tone solemn and respectful.

“Boom!”

The burly man slightly nodded, his figure suddenly vibrated, transforming into a vast blood mist, merging into Man Niu’s body.

“Xiao Er, Erlang, take action! Give it your all, leave none alive!” Li Qingming glanced at the now empty sky and shouted loudly.

“Yes!”

Originally paused, the two disciples, Li Qingquan, once again sprang into action, one operating the Nine-Turn Golden Body Technique, the other wielding the Demon Ape Body. The two were like wolves among sheep, ruthlessly slaughtering this group of elites from various realms, showing no mercy.

“Hum!”

Li Qingquan exuded a fighting spirit that blanketed the sky, his Nine-Turned Body shining golden, eclipsing sun, moon, and stars as if a deity descended. With a single slap, he sent the Spiritual Treasures of the frenzied attackers flying, and some low-level Spiritual Treasures even showed cracks!

“Ah! Kill…”

They howled, terrified to their core, but the desire to survive compelled them to continue fighting.

“Splurt!”

Li Qingquan’s expression was icy as his palm swept across, nearly slicing the bodies of seven elite figures from various realms in half, their lower halves shattered into a mist of blood, utterly obliterated.

They screamed miserably, their blood-soaked upper bodies flying backward as their heads scattered, faces filled with terror.

But Li Qingming did not intend to let them go. The golden Nine-Turned Power surged like a flood, turning into blades slicing through the void, perforating their upper bodies completely, leaving only a dazzling Primordial Spirit escaping from the Sea of Consciousness in their heads, darting towards the distant horizon.

“He is a devil, he is a demon, someone save me!” they shrieked in terror, their souls nearly escaping as they frantically fled into the dense forest outside.

“Roar!”

Following closely behind Li Qingquan, Demon Ape Yang Jian saw those Primordial Spirits trying to escape and roared to the sky.

In an instant, the empty void, like a tumultuous sea, surged with colossal waves, ring after ring of terrifying sound waves sweeping out, rushing rapidly in all directions.

More than a dozen elites from various realms, caught off guard, shattered one after another, their blood mist dispersing, and the fleeing Primordial Spirits, even miles away, were transformed into the purest spiritual energy in the universe by this assault!

Thanks to the roar, nearby mountains crumbled into fine sand-like particles, falling from the sky.

Mountains and rivers shattered with a single shock, and ages collapsed with a howl!

Like Demon Gods, Li Qingquan and Yang Jian stood in the air, jointly subduing over twenty elites from different realms, bloody and thoroughly obliterated!

With mountains and ravines turned to dust, resembling paper mâché, how could they still fight? The remaining fifty or so elites shivered, their bodies trembling in terror.

Their faces turned pale as they watched Li Qingquan and Yang Jian, who seemed to have entered a domain devoid of humans, as if beholding two God of Slaughters descending to the mortal realms.

At this moment, they were terrified to death! These were not soft persimmons but a group of fierce and ferocious Primordial beasts!

Inside, these people screamed, trembling double-legged, pale-faced, feeling a sense of powerlessness, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, never before had they felt such fear.

“Pfft!”

Countless splashes of crimson blood sprayed, scattering in the void. Innumerable white bones flew, smashing towards the ground.

Li Qingquan and Yang Jian, faithfully executing Li Qingming’s orders, killed without mercy!

The two Quasi-Saints killed dozens of peers, causing them to scatter and flee, demonstrating tremendous deterrent power!

The brutal slaughter continued, the two moving like unstoppable war chariots among the crowd, with each move inevitably resulting in the slaughter of living beings, their flesh and blood scattering, their bones flying, their physical and spiritual forms annihilated!

“Run!”

This single thought arose in the minds of the survivors. They turned into streaks of light, trying to flee this place, seeking to find Desert King and send him the news.

But things did not go as hoped, Li Qingquan and Yang Jian had no intention to let them escape.

“Thinking of escaping? Die!” roared Yang Jian, his giant Demon Ape body emitting golden light, his black fur turning golden under the illumination.

“Boom!”

The surging Nine-Turned Power activated, the golden Demon Ape seemingly amplifying his combat power instantly, striding exaggeratedly, and instantly pursued, smacking down the fleeing survivors from the Heavenly Vault, not crushing them, but stripping them of their combat ability.

“Two lords, spare our lives!”

“My lords, we are willing to submit, please spare our dog lives!”

After this period of extermination, out of hundreds, only about twenty elites from various realms remained, their spirits collectively collapsing, directly prostrating on the ground, continuously knocking their heads against the ground, crying and begging for their lives.

After all, the two weren’t murderers, stopping their actions when seeing the people begging and turning to look at Li Qingming.

Li Qingming swept them with an indifferent and ruthless glance and sighed internally, “Still too kind and inexperienced!”

Thinking this, Li Qingming’s gaze turned cold, his finger lightly pointing towards a Cultivator. A ray of Qing-colored Yuqing True Essence flew out, directly penetrating his head and entering his Sea of Consciousness, annihilating his Primordial Spirit, causing him to be utterly destroyed.

The Cultivator’s eyes were filled with fear and confusion as he fell lifelessly into a pool of blood, a victim of fate!

“Big Brother (Master), you…” Li Qingquan and Yang Jian looked at Li Qingming somewhat shocked, their faces full of confusion.

Li Qingming coldly glanced at them, his eyes shooting cold sparks: “If you make a mistake, you pay the price. If we didn’t have overwhelming force today, it would be us dead here! Why be kind and merciful to enemies? Strike, kill!”

The two fell silent for a moment, each summoning their swords and swinging down.

But just then, something unexpected occurred.

A loud shout was heard not far from the dense forest, followed by the trembling of the void, a strange spatial fluctuation rippling out, locking down the space within a radius of ten miles.

Then a “whoosh!” sound came, and a snow-white folding fan descended from the sky. This folding fan was immensely large, nearly covering the sky, casting down thousands of silver starlight threads, intertwining above them, pressing down.

This was an extremely powerful top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure, capable of tearing through the sky and barriers, drawing down terrifying starlight, and destroying everything in the world. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation vote and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)