Night of Despair-Chapter 397 - 395 posture One

Boom!!

A deafening explosion erupted.

Accompanied by the roaring phantom of the Heavenly Venerate, dark red flames instantly enveloped an area of a hundred meters.

Trees ignited, the earth scorched, and the air grew extremely dry and hot.

At the center of the flames.

Yu Hong’s right arm, struck by the Chi Xiao Sword, hit his forearm.

The sharp blade had already pierced through most of the purple-red Inner Strength, about to reach the strong flesh beneath.

Crack.

Ku Chan exerted force again.

The blade burst forth once more, finally completely penetrating the layer of Inner Strength and slicing into Yu Hong’s arm.

But at that moment.

A golden electric light suddenly appeared out of nowhere, spreading over Yu Hong’s skin.

Also, a silver Spirit Light interwoven beneath the golden electric light, perfectly forming another layer of protection.

At this moment, the blade of the Chi Xiao Sword first weakened by half by the golden electric light then made contact with the Spirit Light layer, emitting a soft ’puff’ sound.

All went quiet.

This powerful strike from Ku Chan, nearly at full strength, only managed to tear through Yu Hong’s Daoist robe.

"I take back my previous admiration for you, Ku Chan. You really are a fool!!" Yu Hong took a deep breath.

His body ignited with interwoven golden and silver lights.

Purple-red Inner Strength once again enveloped his body, causing him to rapidly expand and grow larger.

Finally, after a long time, he once again entered the highest state of the Thunderbolt Leg Technique, the Thunderbolt Transformation!!

"What they say, you believe, Ku Chan. Your parents and even the entire Zihe Palace died because of your stupidity!!"

Hiss!!!

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Under Ku Chan’s astounded gaze, his body grew from over two meters tall, swiftly stretching like growing flesh, reaching three meters.

Meanwhile, rows of white silk threads floated out behind him, weaving into a massive white semi-human giant that was seven to eight meters tall behind him.

The giant had a blurry face, with bulging muscles, dressed in a suit of Silver Armor, with arms ablaze with purple-red flames, and the exposed skin beneath the armor also had faint purple-red patterns.

As soon as it appeared, it stirred up circles of purple waves around it.

Those were the air constantly vibrating, dispersing, producing patterns like ripples on water.

"This isn’t a Magic Technique or Spiritual Technique!?" Ku Chan couldn’t feel any fluctuations of Dao Breath.

He stared at the circles of purple-red Inner Strength flames constantly stirring beside Yu Hong, even the ground several meters away being continuously scoured open by the purple-red flames, forming a clear, substantial circle.

"You don’t even look like a Magician...." Ku Chan’s gaze grew deeper. He rapidly retreated several steps, sheathing his sword.

"If it wasn’t for your plotting, why the rush to silence him?"

Chi Xiao Sword once again gathered layers of dark red firelight, the firelight like viscous lava dripping from the blade edges.

"It’s killing me, Hahaha!!" Long Qingzi’s voice transmitted again.

This time he turned into a small parakeet with yellow feathers and a white belly, screaming from a tree branch.

"Zuo Yunfeng wanted to make a wish at the Night Pool and was deceived by the simple-minded Ku Chan who ended up getting his whole family killed, and even freely gave him time to delay. In terms of verbal skills, I, Long Qing, admit defeat!"

In just a few words, he pointed out Zuo Yunfeng’s purposes and strategies.

Obviously, it was all targeted at no good intentions.

"Do you have evidence!?" the flames on Ku Chan’s shoulders dimmed slightly.

"I am Long Qing. What evidence do I need? Oh right, by now the Taoist Sect probably has seen through Zuo Yunfeng’s true face. If you want evidence, just go to the Taoist Sect and ask," Long Qing laughed.

"Since that is the case, before I fully understand the situation, Zuo Yunfeng cannot die..." Ku Chan spoke coldly.

"Forget it." Yu Hong waited on the side, hoping Long Qing’s explanation would make him realize somewhat, but unexpectedly…

He raised his right hand.

The semi-human figure behind him also raised its right hand.

"Ku Chan, don’t blame me."

Boom!!

Terrifying purple-red Inner Strength burst forth explosively from him, massive dazzling purple-red flames soared into the sky, reaching over ten meters into the air.

"Blame your own stupidity."

Yu Hong clenched his right fist, with glaring purple-red Inner Strength gathering on his fist.

He bent his body, positioning his right fist at his side, aiming, gathering strength.

"Thunderbolt."

"Style!"

Hiss!!!

In an instant, a streak of purple lightning flashed by.

It instantly passed through Ku Chan’s body.

Fast!

Too fast!!

The lightning flashed, almost a blur before the eyes, Ku Chan sensed it mentally, his eyes also saw it.

Thus, he attempted to raise his hand, lift his sword, block.

But he…

He couldn’t keep up!

He could see the opponent’s movements, but his own body couldn’t keep up with the rhythm, as the Chi Xiao Sword was raised less than halfway.

That brilliant purple lightning had already pierced through his chest, flashing past him from behind.

At that moment, the purple lightning seemed to steal all the surrounding flames’ light, so much so that in the charred burning forest, only this streak of lightning seemed to shine.

Puff.

The Chi Xiao Sword dropped powerlessly, its blade slanting into the scorched earth, followed by the hilt, then Ku Chan’s powerless body.

Boom.

He and the corpse of his senior sister fell to the ground together, with dark red blood quickly eroding his Daoist robe a second time.

"This is... the end!? Am I... still so powerless... unable to change anything... unable to save anything..."

Excruciating pain swept through Ku Chan’s consciousness along with his body and soul.

"Senior... sister..."

He lay on the ground, reaching out a hand and laboriously grasping the arm of his senior sister’s corpse.

"This is the fate of the weak." Long Qingzi laughed loudly nearby. "What use is having power? Still so foolish! Better off dead, better off dead, even if you survive, you’re just a waste consuming the power of your own faction! Hahaha!"

Yu Hong dispersed the purple flames on his body, flicking two points of silver light that flew into the bodies of Long Qingzi and Ku Chan.

Then, without another glance at them, he turned and dashed at high speed in the direction of Zuo Yunfeng’s escape.

The gap in speed between him and the other was too great, and within minutes of running.

The figure of Zuo Yunfeng faintly appeared ahead.

The number of Spirit Disaster Black Disaster monsters in the mountain woods increased.

Occasionally, some Black Disaster human forms could be seen gathering and gnawing on some corpses that had not been dead long.

They had surprisingly little conflict with the Spirit Disaster, instead coexisting unobtrusively.

Fortunately, explosive sounds and shouts began to arise from the surrounding area.

Magicians from the Spirit Alliance and members of the Daoist Sect and Seven Evil Alliance arrived. Under the threat of the Spirit Light, many high-level magicians from both alliances formed arrays and cooperated to slaughter the Spirit Disaster Black Disaster creatures.

"Zuo Yunfeng!"

Yu Hong leaped up, his body bursting with purple light, plunging down like a predatory bird catching ground creatures.

Zuo Yunfeng abruptly halted, turned around, and flung his horsetail whisk, with black light covering a swath of whisk threads, like a mass of black threadworms flying towards Yu Hong.

"Spiritual Technique: Dark Heaven and Earth!"

At the same time, a pure blackness like ink rose behind him, staining everything around it black.

The pitch-black ink splattered up, following the black threadworms charging towards Yu Hong.

This was not a killing technique, but a trapping technique.

By this point, he knew he probably couldn’t defeat the man before him. He had to buy time and reach the Night Pool to make a wish for full recovery.

But all his plans were meaningless in front of Yu Hong at this moment.

He probably already understood the extent of his power after the Thunderbolt Transformation.

While still in mid-air, a flash of purple fire suddenly exploded all over his body.

Thunderbolt Style erupted once again.

Shh!!!

A flash of purple lightning struck down.

It instantly pierced through the large swath of pitch-blackness in front of Zuo Yunfeng.

Sunset Inner Power dominantly neutralized all the chaotic energies brought about by spiritual power.

In an instant, Yu Hong’s speed exceeded his normal speed by at least several times.

Although this was just a short-distance boost caused by the surge in Inner Strength, combined with the power and defensive enhancements of the Thunderbolt Transformation, he now truly possessed a decisive killing technique of his own.

Boom!!

Above the mountain woodlands, a burst of purple lightning appeared.

Thunderbolt Transformation flashed by, and Yu Hong, along with the fist of a half-giant, punched through Zuo Yunfeng’s side waist and landed heavily.

Tens of thousands of tons of immense force exploded instantly, pouring into the ground.

Boom!

Soil and stones burst up like being detonated by a bomb, scattering around.

The passive techniques on Zuo Yunfeng’s body burst upon the first contact with the fist.

He saw the opponent approach, get close, and then punch.

Everything was vividly clear under his strong spiritual cultivation.

But though he saw it, he could not evade.

His body simply couldn’t keep up with such terrifying speed.

By the time he realized something was wrong, he had already been hit.

Mid-air, Zuo Yunfeng’s body was covered in purple-red Inner Strength, neutralizing a large amount of strange black energy that automatically surged within his body.

He fell powerlessly, tumbling down to hit on a large tree’s root and rolled several times before lying still on the ground, motionless.

Shh!

Yu Hong appeared beside him, the flames on his fist slowly dispersing.

"So weak." He frowned looking at Zuo Yunfeng. "Your strength doesn’t even match Ku Chan’s."

"..." Zuo Yunfeng had no reply, looking up at Yu Hong.

They were already very close to the Night Pool.

Just a little more, just need to think of another way... to stabilize this person in front of him.

"Qingchen Temple’s Master Yu, I never expected that at such a time, a peerless genius like you would emerge. I admit, I participated in the outbreak of the Black Disaster and Spirit Disaster. But now everything has failed, the Sky Stabilizing Plate is damaged, and in this era, there is no other magician capable of crafting the Sky Stabilizing Plate like me."

He spoke quickly.

"So?" Yu Hong looked at him.

"So, crafting the Sky Stabilizing Plate requires many top-level magicians. If you kill me now, it will be difficult to find another magician of my level later," Zuo Yunfeng argued.

"Now I have a better way. Now that the scale of the Spirit Disaster has increased and the Black Disaster is not to be outdone, if we don’t intervene soon, a larger disaster might occur. So..."

He paused.

"So if you could join me to explore the situation of the Black Disaster at the center of the Gate of Despair, it would be of great help for refining the Sky Stabilizing Plate anew. Also, that loud roar just now, was it Quan He Monarch emerging?" Zuo Yunfeng quickly said, "If you don’t believe me, with Quan He Monarch present, even if I had ill intentions, I wouldn’t dare act rashly."

"You make a lot of sense," Yu Hong nodded.

Boom!!

In an instant, a punch smashed down.

Yu Hong’s right hand directly hit the astonished Zuo Yunfeng squarely in the forehead.

Under the immense force, his head burst open like a watermelon, red and white splattering everywhere.