Capítulo 770: Chapter 313: Extermination

“Quack~~~”

Chi Huo let out a piercing screech, behind him appeared a Three-legged Golden Crow nearly a thousand meters tall. Its body shimmered in golden radiance, sculpted like solid gold, covered in brilliantly dazzling feathers, eclipsed the starry sky.

Amid a mournful screech, the Three-legged Golden Crow behind Chi Huo spread its wings, clanging fiercely. Countless golden feathers flew out, transforming into golden small swords engulfed in boundless vibrant aura, the outermost wrapped with strands of crimson fire elemental rule power, slashing through the heavenly vault!

“Oh? The overall strength increased nearly a hundredfold!”) A surprise flashed in the eyes of the Ancestor of the Desolate, soon followed by a cold sneer: “Even so, what then? With cultivation not reaching even half-step Heavenly Dao Realm, you’re ultimately still an ant!”

Thinking this, the Ancestor of the Desolate began operating his True Yuan, his whole body emitted bursts of silver radiance, glowing all over, creating an overwhelming phenomenon behind him!

One could see a disheveled burly man with muscular veins bulging, his presence commanding the Nine Heavens, holding a giant axe, howling towards the sky. Around him, peculiar creatures surrounded him, some with serpent bodies and ox heads, others with crocodile tails and human torsos… each holding Spiritual Treasures, emitting ferocious flames, besieging the imposing burly man standing against the sky.

This vision of a strong man battling Demon Gods was filled with intense murderous intent and overwhelming evil Qi, causing all onlookers to shiver and their hearts to pound.

“Furious Battle Against Cangqiong!”

The Ancestor of the Desolate’s eyes burst open as he bellowed, his slightly pale hands pushed forward violently, releasing a wild momentum that surged crazily.

Hundreds of Demon Gods and the burly man appeared behind the Ancestor of the Desolate, leaping forth, each wielding their respective Spiritual Treasures that flickered with silver radiance, confronting the barraging golden small swords.

“Clang~~ Clang~~~”

A series of metallic clashing sounds rang out, hundreds of Demon Gods brandished their Spiritual Treasures, pitted against the golden light small swords.

The silver gleaming small pagoda, longsword, gourd, and other Spiritual Treasures, under the guidance of their masters, transformed into myriad sparkles of light, densely packed, clashing with the Golden Crow Feather Swords.

For a moment, the clashing sounds were incessant!

“How could this be? How is it still not enough to match him?”

Seeing each of the Golden Crow Feather Swords being deflected by the phantasms of demon gods wielding Spiritual Treasures, Chi Huo felt shaken, astonished that even after risking life-consuming ingestion of the Golden Crow Living Body Pill, he still could not withstand the assault. If this battle continued, not to mention escaping with Chi Yan, the two might be captured outright.

In his moment of desperation, a forbidden secret technique that had long been hidden in his mind burst forth. Chi Huo’s expression subtly changed, gritting his teeth he muttered, “All in!”

Although using this secret technique would cause unimaginable pain, if it could secure Chi Yan’s escape, it was worth everything.

“Pretty boy, no matter if you are in the Late-stage Saint Realm or Half-step Heavenly Dao Realm, you will definitely not escape this attack! Die!” Chi Huo’s face, fluctuating uncertainly for a long while, suddenly broke into a chilling smile, abruptly slapped his chest, and roared loudly: “Golden Crow Fierce Flame Formation! Emerge!”

“Quack quack~~~”

A series of mournful cries came, Chi Huo suddenly arched his body, looking like a cooked shrimp, his expression exaggerated as though enduring some unbearable agony, a heart-wrenching, sorrowful shriek reverberated, everything carried an unusual meaning.

“Zeng!”

Suddenly, Chi Huo’s body inflated rapidly, growing to nineteen meters in an instant, all twenty-four of his ribs burst out bloody from his body, the blood, pure gold in color, dripped continuously onto the heavenly vault, igniting vast patches of the void, burning out dark, chilling cavities.

Dazzling golden light escaped, immense fire elemental rule powers enveloped the ribs, and with time, the ribs began slowly melting and taking shape in the catalysis of the golden light.

A quarter of an hour later, twenty-four grand flags in pure gold colors fluttered in the air, looking as if crafted from gold, even the flag surfaces were pure gold color, embroidered with a radiant Black Light adorned Three-legged Golden Crow, descending from the heavens, arranged in the void, entrapping the Ancestor of the Desolate right at the center.

“Chi Yan, why haven’t you escaped yet?” Chi Huo sobbed blood as he roared, blood flowing from his seven orifices, his body leaking golden blood, grievously seeming just as if he had just returned from the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

Being stunned by Chi Huo’s methods, Chi Yan, upon hearing Chi Huo’s roar, finally snapped back to reality, took one deep last look at his brother, his body exuding Sun Essence Fire, and shot towards the stars outside.

“Crack!”

With a soft sound, the protective array beyond the stars was burned through by the mightily powered Sun Essence Fire from Chi Yan, who did not hesitate to leap through the opening, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

“Aren’t you going to stop him?” In the distant sky, Long Xuhu curiously looked at Li Qingming and asked.

Li Qingming laughed and asked in response, “Chihu just barely helped his companion escape, and now to capture him right in front of his eyes, isn’t that too cruel?”

Man Niu rolled his eyes upon hearing this and thought to himself, “As if you’d be that kind-hearted. You must be plotting something evil!”

As expected, just as he thought of this, he heard Li Qingming say, “Xiao Er, go chase after him and bring him back! If the one called Chihu isn’t killed by the Barbaric Friend by the time you return, just wait outside a bit longer!”

“Okay, big brother!” Li Qingquan responded lightly, his Daoist robe fluttering as he vanished into the Cosmic Starry Sky with a flash.

Meanwhile, the badly injured Chihu saw Li Qingquan leave and, dragging his scarred body, moved to block his path.

Suddenly, from among the twenty-four Array Flags, a roar exploded: “Your opponent is Laozi, how about it? Thinking of fleeing the battle?”

Following that, amidst thunderous reverberations, Chihu, who formed the twenty-four Golden Crow Intense Flame Banners from his own ribs, felt excruciating pain as a golden light cleaved through them, turning them into crumbs, vanished into the Void.

The golden light continued unabated into the Void, swiftly striking down towards Chihu like lightning.

“Boom!”

With one move of the Wilderness Divine Axe, the Heavens Split!

Ancestor of the Desolate executed it with his physical body, his aura swallowing mountains and rivers, unstoppable, causing the entire Heaven and Earth to tremble violently!

It was like a replica of the Pan Gu God, the same giant axe, the same ancient and robust offensive move, power shattering the heavens, rivaling the Universe Chaos Cosmos!

Seeing this streak of tunneling light, Chihu’s heart suddenly tightened, hurriedly mobilizing his last True Yuan within his body, turning it into a golden rainbow to dodge, but still he screamed as his body was cleaved in two, his golden blood splattered, and his bisected body was violently flung away—an unbearable sight!

“Damn, that’s truly bloody!” Li Qingquan was startled, thinking if he’d been slower just before, Ancestor of the Desolate might’ve treated him just like capturing rabbits while mowing the grass, bringing him along too.

Somehow displeased, he glared at Ancestor of the Desolate and followed the traces left by Chihu as he flew out.

Chihu, whose physical body had been destroyed by Ancestor of the Desolate and who did not have enough True Yuan left to repair it, let alone stop Li Qingming from chasing Chihu.

Watching Chihu, who constantly howled in pain, only his upper body remaining, Ancestor of the Desolate coldly smiled, stepped beside Chihu, and said, “I told you earlier to come and die obediently by yourself. It’s your own fault for seeking trouble! Now you’ve ended up like this anyway. Alright, no more words, it’s time for me to send you on your way!”

Saying this, Ancestor of the Desolate raised the Wilderness Divine Axe horizontally, ready to strike Chihu’s top of the skull.

But at that moment, Chihu suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter thunderous: “Hahaha, pretty boy, I couldn’t slaughter you today because I overestimated myself, but I won’t make it easy for you even in my death! Hahaha! Explode, explode, explode~~~”

“Boom!”

Having consumed the Golden Crow Living Body Pill and enacted the Golden Crow Fierce Flame Formation, and ultimately forced into a desperate situation, Chihu madly chose to self-destruct.

A massive explosion echoed through Heaven and Earth, the colors of the world suddenly changed, rings of crimson Fire Element Rules power emanating from Chihu spread crazily in all directions.

A most terrifying surge of qi burst forth, the entire Heavenly Vault covered with the crimson Fire Element Rules power, myriad Sun Essence Fires fell wildly like unrestrained.

The giant meteorite-like crimson flames struck the ground, instantly turning the already battered thick ground into glittering crystal.

Even worse, they drilled through the ground all the way to the deep magma, and if not for Li Qingming’s earlier enhancement of the Earth Veins, the ground might have cracked open. Yet, even so, the few remaining renowned mountains and rivers on the Barbaric Sacred Star were burnt to ash in this disaster, scattering into the air.

On the ground, courtesy of the Fire Element Rules power, the trees withered, and the grasses perished; the solid land turned into fine white sand, casting the world between Heaven and Earth back into dead silence.

Hovering in midair, looking down at the Barbaric Sacred Star, now riddled with damage, Ancestor of the Desolate looked somewhat desolate.

Li Qingming paced up to Ancestor of the Desolate’s side and asked, “Fellow Daoist, are you mourning for the Barbaric Sacred Star?”

Ancestor of the Desolate dimly nodded and replied, “After all, I have been here for two Yanji epochs, and now this planet has been ruined beyond recognition, it’s inevitable to feel a bit emotional!”

Li Qingming patted Ancestor of the Desolate’s shoulder, consoling him, “Fellow Daoist, under the Great Dao lies its own rules; this destruction of the Barbaric Sacred Star might just be your predestined calamity!”

“Amitabha Buddha, what Master Li says is exactly in accord with my Buddhist Sect’s doctrine of cause and effect!” Shakyamuni stepped forward, “The cause of Barbarian Fellow Daoist’s demise in ancient times, and the effect of today’s Barbaric Sacred Star! Cause and effect meet, all is concluded!” (To be continued. If you like this book, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation votes, monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com)