Young Martial God

C175 Miasma



C175 Miasma

It was as if death had come.    

    

"Little brother, little brother, Linger wants to become a martial artist to protect her little brother..."    

    

The appearance of elder sister Ye Ling appeared in front of his eyes and Linger's familiar voice sounded in his ears. Ye Zhi's entire body trembled and his strong desire to win broke away the shadow.    

    

"No, I have to live."    

    

Ye Zhi roared and widened his eyes. The tiny figure under the giant dragon actually erupted with a very fierce aura at this moment. He was the most supreme and looked down upon the world.    

    

A warrior's cultivation is like sailing against the current. If one does not advance, one will retreat. I have the ambition to reach the peak of the martial path. No one can stop me.    

    

If gods stop me, kill them.    

    

If the heavens stop me, suppress them.    

    

At this moment, Ye Zhi's black hair was fluttering in the wind. His eyes were blazing. His domineering aura was unstoppable.    

    

Even the ancient Soaring Dragon had become extremely tiny under his aura.    

    

In the distance, Qu Gu looked at Ye Zhi in surprise. The aura that had suddenly erupted had actually caused him to faintly tremble.    

    

He was about to attack, but he just stopped thinking about it.    

    

He even had a feeling that even if Xie Jiang turned into a dragon, he would not be able to kill Ye Zhi.    

    

At this moment, Ye Zhi seemed to have entered a brand new world. Everything in the world had changed.    

    

He had become so tiny. He was the only one who stood proudly in the world.    

    

"Successor, you are finally enlightened. Tyrant Body, only by comprehending the essence of the Tyrant can you begin the journey of cultivating the Tyrant Body."    

    

"At this moment, you have truly entered the beginner level."    

    

"Tyrant Fist, starting stance, supreme."    

    

...    

    

"Yo, I really didn't expect this guy to be so lucky. He actually comprehended the true essence of hegemony at this moment. I don't need to do anything about it."    

    

Ye Zhi's consciousness was extremely muddled, and he seemed to have experienced countless reincarnations as he faced the terrifying Ancient Soaring Dragon. Killing intent filled the sky, yet it caused boundless contempt to surge within his heart.    

    

So what if it was an ancient Soaring Dragon?    

    

In the vast land, he was the only one who reigned supreme.    

    

"Tyrant Fist, starting stance, supreme being."    

    

Bang!    

    

A fist blasted out, causing space to explode. The might of this fist seemed to have passed through space and drifted through the vast river, and it returned to nature as it heavily smashed onto the body of the ancient Soaring Dragon.    

    

Bang!    

    

The powerful energy was like a tornado, wreaking havoc in the main hall. The martial artists that approached were unable to dodge it and were actually swept into it. Accompanied by a miserable howl, not even dregs remained.    

    

The surging energy wrapped around Ye Zhi's body, making it impossible to see his figure from the outside.    

    

Ka!    

    

The vast body of the dragon let out a sharp cry at this moment. Then, it started trembling uncontrollably. Faint traces appeared on its sparkling and large body.    

    

"What's going on? He actually shattered the ancient Flying Dragon. What kind of joke is this?"    

    

Bai Xuan's eyes were wide open. His face was filled with disbelief. Even he was unable to achieve this.    

    

That kid was only a late One Thought Stage warrior. This was too terrifying!    

    

"He actually blocked it! Heavens!"    

    

Qu Gu's expression was not as calm as Bai Xuan's. His deep eyes were like countless shooting stars flying across the sky, stirring up a wave.    

    

Bai Xuan and Qu Gu couldn't hide their shock, let alone others. They could even stuff an egg into their mouths.    

    

Everyone had even forgotten that there were spiritual weapons everywhere. Their minds were blank, leaving only the scene of Ye Zhi and Xie Jiang's battle with the ancient Soaring Dragon.    

    

Crack!    

    

Crack!    

    

The sharp sound grew louder and louder as it gradually resounded within the hall. The cracks on the ancient Soaring Dragon grew larger and larger.    

    

Xie Jiang was shocked. Ye Zhi had actually blocked the strongest attack.    

    

As a branch of the ancient dragon race, the ancient Soaring Dragon had obtained a drop of the Soaring Dragon's blood due to fate, thus completing the cultivation of the Soaring Dragon Body.    

    

Even Bai Xuan couldn't hurt him so easily.    

    

Ye Zhi was only a High Rank of One Thought Stage warrior, but he had done it.    

    

How was that possible?    

    

In his eyes, Ye Zhi was just an ant that could be easily crushed. But now, he was slowly reaching a stage where even he felt fear.    

    

Fear, anger, humiliation, all sorts of emotions surged into his heart.    

    

"Ye Zhi, I won't let you go."    

    

At this moment, Xie Jiang already had a heart demon.    

    

This heart demon was Ye Zhi. After killing Ye Zhi, the heart demon would be removed. If he could not kill Ye Zhi, he would be surrounded by the heart demon and his strength would not be able to improve at all.    

    

"Die!"    

    

Boundless killing intent filled Xie Jiang's brain. The pair of terrifying dragon eyes of the ancient Soaring Dragon had turned incomparably blood red at this moment. Killing intent that filled the sky raged within the hall.    

    

That kind of killing intent caused everyone present to shiver. Some of the weaker martial artists even spat out blood. Their entire bodies trembled and their faces were pale.    

    

Peng!    

    

The void shattered, and the sounds of explosions rang out. The entire main hall trembled. An ancient dragon that was hundreds of feet tall. With his bloody eyes open, he opened his mouth suddenly and let out a roar.    

    

The cracks all over its body rapidly healed under the soaring strength.    

    

"Ye Zhi, today either you die or I live."    

    

Xie Jiang's cold voice sounded from the dragon's mouth. In the sky full of spiritual light, he raised his giant dragon claw and tore the void apart, grabbing down heavily.    

    

"His strength has advanced to such an extent. Even I wouldn't be able to defeat him easily." Bai Xuan's eyes narrowed when he saw this. His eyes were filled with fear and shock.    

    

"Die, Ye Zhi."    

    

Boom!    

    

Countless cracks appeared in the main hall. The dim cracks looked like the void monsters, terrifying to the extreme.    

    

"Ya ~ ~"    

    

"Help...!!"    

    

Suddenly, a series of wails rang out. It was a voice that caused one to tremble with fear, and it was like the cry of a crow that suddenly resounded and stopped abruptly.    

    

A few figures were silently swallowed up by the spatial rift, and they were crushed into pieces within the spatial rift. They were completely annihilated without leaving a single trace behind.    

    

BANG!    

    

A human figure flew out from the spiritual light and heavily smashed into the spatial rift. The terrifying impact caused a deep dent to appear on the wall of the main hall.    

    

Peng!    

    

Ye Zhi collapsed to the ground, his entire body twitching. Blood gushed out of his mouth, and his entire body was stained by blood. His skin cracked and his bones could be seen.    

    

"Cough..."    

    

The intense pain caused Ye Zhi's consciousness to blur. This was the most serious injury he had ever suffered. His body collapsed, his spirit energy was exhausted, and his mind was on the verge of drying up after using the Tyrant Fist stance.    

    

A tearing pain came from all over his body. It was a feeling of being tortured to death by pain. It was not something a person could endure.    

    

Bang!    

    

The Ancient Soaring Dragon trembled. A brilliant light enveloped it. Soon, Xie Jiang's figure appeared.    

    

His clothes were neatly arranged. Apart from his pale face, he didn't seem to have suffered any injuries.    

    

However, anyone with discerning eyes could tell that Xie Jiang wasn't having a good time.    

    

His aura was very chaotic, and he was extremely weak.    

    

But compared to Ye Zhi, it could not be better.    

    

Looking at the unpresentable Ye Zhi, Xie Jiang's pale face revealed a sinister smile that caused one's heart to palpitate. That peerlessly beautiful face looked very bewitching.    

    

"Ye Zhi, this is your life. Even if a deity descends to the mortal world, he won't be able to save you."    

    

Xie Jiang grinned. With a cold smile, he took a step forward and appeared in front of Ye Zhi in the blink of an eye.    

    

He turned his finger into a claw and breathed out the energy. Like a miniature dragon claw, he tore five cracks in the air. With a destructive force, he swung it towards Ye Zhi's heart.    

    

Ye Zhi collapsed to the ground. He gritted his teeth. There was nothing he could do to stop it. At this moment, he closed his eyes as if he was waiting for death.    

    

In the distance, Yue Rou and Xi Zhong's faces were pale. They bit their lips and their bodies trembled continuously at the critical moment.    

    

The two people who were completely focused on Ye Zhi did not notice that several figures were approaching the two silently.    

    

"Eh?"    

    

Qu Gu frowned slightly.    

    

He looked at Ye Zhi and sighed.    

    

"A true man can't keep his promise. I have already promised you, so I will naturally keep my promise."    

    

He seemed to be talking to himself. After he finished speaking, he disappeared from where he was and appeared behind Yue Rou and Yue Rou.    

    

The few people who were planning to sneak attack suddenly saw Qu Gu. They were shocked and froze on the spot. They looked at each other.    

    

Who was Qu Gu? It was impossible for them not to understand.    

    

He was someone who could crush Xie Jiang.    

    

"Get lost."    

    

Qu Gu's cold voice sounded in their minds.    

    

Endless coldness spread through their bodies, making them shiver. Without any hesitation, they turned around and ran.    

    

Facing Qu Gu, even if Xie Jiang was here, he wouldn't dare to act rashly.    

    

"No one can save you. Ye Zhi, die obediently." Xie Jiang had a ferocious look on his face. His sharp claws slashed down. He laughed wildly, as if he had seen the scene where Ye Zhi's heart had been dug out.    

    

Boom!    

    

A strange fluctuation suddenly surged out of Ye Zhi's body and spread across the entire main hall in an instant.    

    

"This..."    

    

Qu Gu's expression changed drastically as he stared at Ye Zhi, his body trembling.    

    

What was that?    

    

He could sense an extremely terrifying Qi from Ye Zhi's body. Even the cultivator of Unforgetful Stage didn't give him such a feeling.    

    

Ye Zhi suddenly opened his eyes. Red and white filled his eyes.    

    

"Impossible?"    

    

Xie Jiang's facial expression changed drastically. He was terrified. Although he couldn't control the killing intent in his heart, the threat from the outside world still made him clench his teeth and retreat quickly.    

    

But it was too late.    

    

Whoosh!    

    

Even Qu Gu could not see the trajectory of Ye Zhi's attack clearly.    

    

A crisp sound rang in everyone's ears.    

    

Blood splashed in all directions.    

    

"Ya ~"    

    

Miserable screams rang out in the main hall.    

    

A huge bloody hole appeared in Xie Jiang's abdomen and pierced through it.    

    

"Ye, where's Ye Zhi?"    

    

Qu Gu looked at the empty ground in a daze. Ye Zhi's figure had long disappeared.    

    

There was no trace of Ye Zhi's aura in the entire hall. He did not even know when Ye Zhi had disappeared.    

    

He looked at Xie Jiang again. That horrifying bloody hole made him feel a chill.    

    

...    

    

This was a dark hall. The entire hall seemed to be enveloped by a thick fog, causing it to seem hazy. There were candle flames around the hall, causing the hall to appear extremely mysterious.    

    

A long and narrow corridor led deep into the hall. It was pitch black, and one could not see the end of it at a glance.    

    

There was a suffocating miasma floating in it. The dense miasma seemed to have seeped into every corner of this area, and even into space. It was everywhere.    

    

If an ordinary martial artist were to enter this place, just the miasma here would be sufficient to cause him to suffer heavy injuries, or even be obliterated by the aura of death.    

    

But at this time, at the edge of the great hall, a figure lay down.    

    

Blood covered his body, and there were deep wounds everywhere that could see his bones. The terrifying wounds were like earthworms crawling all over his body. His entire body was terrifying.    

    

The smell of blood drifted in the air and dispersed the miasma in the surroundings.    

    

Time slowly passed, and even the air seemed to have stopped flowing.    

    

After an unknown amount of time, the figure lying on the ground suddenly moved.    

    

"Uh ~ ~ Uh ~"    

    

The sound of moaning mixed with panting suddenly resounded within the silent hall.    

    


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