Chapter 691: Self Destruction
Chapter 691: Self Destruction
Translator: KurazyTolanzuraytor Editor: Jay
At this moment, Feng Yu’s pupils were completely dilated, and he was brought up into the sky by momentum.
The Origin Energy on his body had gone out instantly, the ninth level Sword Insight had vanished without a trace, whereas, the nine sword lights executed by the sword skill, Nine-Vassal Demon Sword, had vanished along with the Origin Energy and Concept.
Feng Yu was completely without any trace of life.
Whoosh!
When faced with Feng Yu who was brought flying up into the sky by momentum, Zi Shang unhurriedly moved to the side after putting away his zither.
After charging up for some time, Feng Yu’s speed gradually reduced and then stopped, and then Feng Yu’s body plunged down before crashing heavily onto the cage that enveloped the Cage Battle Arena, following in the footsteps of the Ye Clan’s Ye Lu to hang atop the iron cage.
Unlike Ye Lu, even though Feng Yu had died, there wasn’t a trace of blood on his body, and it was as if he’d instantly died an unnatural death.
"What’s going on?"
For a time, the entire Cage Battle Arena was in an uproar.
Of course, the people that were in an uproar were those with comparatively weak cultivations.
"Can anyone tell me if they were f*cking acting? Zi Shang only plucked the zither a single time and Feng Yu is dead? Moreover, he died without spilling blood?"
"Killing without spilling blood… Isn’t this Feng Yu’s ability? He was killed now, yet actually didn’t spill blood as well, could it be that this is karma?"
"Has Feng Yu really died? Why do I feel that it seems fake? Have any of you seen someone pluck a zither once and kill another?"
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Many spectators couldn’t help but shook questioning gazes towards the corpse of Feng Yu that hung on the cage atop the Cage Battle Arena.
"Feng Yu is indeed dead." Meanwhile, one of the old men that were in charge of presiding over the second round of the selections announced.
The old man’s words were something that the group of spectators would naturally not doubt.
"He’s really dead?"
"Zi Shang is too terrifying, right? He only plucked his zither and Feng Yu died?"
"Not only does Zi Shang kill without spilling blood, he kills imperceptibly!"
"Exactly! Even if Feng Yu killed another, he would need to utilize his sword… But Zi Shang seemed as if he utterly didn’t require any weapons and was able to kill people imperceptibly."
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Many spectators whispered in discussions, and when they looked at Zi Shang once again, their eyes revealed slight terror.
Of course, not everyone’s thoughts were similar to these spectators.
When all was said and done, the reason these spectators felt that Zi Shang killed imperceptibly was because their cultivations were too low, and it caused the strength of their gazes to be inferior, thus they were utterly unable to catch sigh of any traces of Zi Shang’s attack.
Earlier, so long as it was a martial artist at the ninth level of the Void Initiation Stage or above, practically all of them were able to clearly see that at the instant Zi Shang plucked his zither string, the Origin Energy that flashed out from the tip of his finger combined with two types of Concept before transforming into a matchlessly swift tiny Origin Energy light that killed Feng Yu right after it flew out.
Because the tiny Origin Energy light was extremely small and thin, and its speed was exceedingly swift, so after it passed through Feng Yu’s corpse, it didn’t leave behind any obvious traces of Feng Yu’s body.
As for blood, it had utterly no way to flow out.
This was something that achieved the same goal with different means when compared to Feng Yu’s previous methods of killing others, and they were both methods of killing without spilling blood.
The grade four spirit sword in Feng Yu’s hand was a sword that was shockingly thin.
"Killing imperceptibly? To think that they can think of such a thing." Duan Ling Tian shook his head when he heard the discussions of the crowd of spectators in the Cage Battle Arena, and he felt that these spectators were truly too naïve.
"Duan Ling Tian… Zi Shang killed Feng Yu by shooting out his Origin Energy earlier?" Su Li took a deep breath and asked.
Even though he was an eighth level Void Initiation Stage martial artist, but he only saw the scene of Origin Energy appearing on the tip of Zi Shang’s finger and the Origin Energy fusing into the zither, whereas, After Zi Shang plucked the zither string, the strand of tiny Origin Energy had completely vanished from his field of vision.
He guessed that it had probably flashed out to attack Feng Yu.
"Yes." Duan Ling Tian nodded. "Earlier, he combined his Origin Energy with Wind Concept and Fire Concept, and then he relied on the amplification of the grade four spirit zither to condensed it into a small and thin Origin Energy light that was flicked out by the zither string to shoot and kill Feng Yu."
This was something that was similar to a bow and arrow.
The tiny Origin Energy light was the arrow, whereas, the spirit zither was the bow. As for the zither string, it was the bow string.
"I truly never imagined that Zi Shang’s strength was so terrifying. Moreover, he has comprehended two types of Concept like you… Duan Ling Tian, were you able to discern what level his Wind Concept and Fire Concept attained?" Su Li gasped after he heard Duan Ling Tian, and he couldn’t refrain from asking curiously in the end.
"No." Duan Ling Tian shook his head. "The instant he attacked, the ancient horned dragon silhouettes hadn’t even had the time to completely condense into form when they’d dispersed."
Zi Shang had attacked so swiftly earlier that it wasn’t inferior to the speed he killed Ye Lu with earlier.
"Never had I imagined that Zi Shang’s strength has actually risen to such an extent now…" Duan Ling Tian had an extremely complicated gaze as he looked at Zi Shang.
Even though when he carried out the two year agreement with Zi Shang all those years ago, Zi Shang’s cultivation far surpassed him, but because he possessed a Spiritual Force that was stronger than Zi Shang and the soul skill, Thousand Illusions, to rely upon, he was still able to completely dominate Zi Shang.
After that, he obtained fortuitous encounters again and again all along his way, and he originally thought he would be able to leave Zi Shang far behind, yet who would have imagined that the fortuitous encounters Zi Shang obtained in the recent years seemed to not be inferior to his own.
The scene before him exceeded his expectations.
"Feng Yu!" In the western spectating area, the expressions of the Darkmoon Sect’s higher ups turned ominous.
Never had they imagined that their Darkmoon Sect’s Head Disciple would fall here and would be killed by a single strike, without the slightest ability to resist.
They could imagine that after today, their Darkmoon Sect would become the laughing stock of the Darkhan Dynasty.
The Darkmoon Sect’s higher-ups looked at each other before making a decision in the end.
They carried along Feng Yu’s corpse and left the Cage Battle Arena, and before they left, they looked at Zi Shang with gazes that were filled with extreme killing intent.
The Darkmoon Sect had never been a righteous sect, and they were unscrupulous for the sake of attaining their objective.
Today, Zi Shang had killed the Darkmoon Sect’s Head Disciple and caused the Darkmoon Sect to lose face, and he’d undoubtedly offended the Darkmoon Sect, so it was impossible for the Darkmoon Sect to let it go easily.
Even though Zi Shang was a member of the Darkhan Dynasty’s Imperial Family, it was impossible for him to be protected by the experts of the Imperial Family for his entire lifetime.
So long as they were able to find a chance, they would surely kill Zi Shang!
"Darkmoon Sect…" As he looked at the disappearing figures of the Darkmoon Sect’s higher-ups, cold lights flashed within Zi Shang’s narrowed eyes.
Obviously, Zi Shang had heard of the Darkmoon Sect’s reputation long ago.
"Duan Ling Tian, I extremely anticipate battling you." Before Zi Shang left the sky above the Cage Battle Arena, his gaze locked onto Duan Ling Tian as he spoke via voice transmission.
This was the first time after so many years that Zi Shang spoke to Duan Ling Tian.
"I anticipate it extremely as well. I hope you won’t flee like a stray dog like you did the last time." Duan Ling Tian grinned and replied bluntly via voice transmission.
"You… Hmph! I won’t talk crap with you." Duan Ling Tian’s words caused Zi Shang to be unable to refrain from recalling the past events that were unbearable to him, and his expression went grim, but it quickly returned to normal as if he’d instantly recovered his calm.
Slight fear arose in the depths of Duan Ling Tian’s gaze when he saw the changes in Zi Shang’s expression.
If Zi Shang had been enraged all the way, Duan Ling Tian wouldn’t think much of it.
But Zi Shang had calmed down so quickly, and it caused Duan Ling Tian to realize that the present Zi Shang was already not the same Zi Shang as before.
The current Zi Shang was much more terrifying.
After a short moment, Zi Shang withdrew the gaze he shot at Duan Ling Tian, and then his figure flashed out to return to the first-class spectating area that belonged solely to the Imperial Family.
"Zi Shang, I truly never imagined that your strength is already strong to such an extent… Even Bai He might not be a match for you now." The Emperor smiled as he spoke to Zi Shang, and he wasn’t stingy with words of praise in the slightest.
"Your Majesty, you’re too kind." Zi Shang spoke neither arrogantly nor humbly, whereas, Bai He, who sat nearby, had an expression that was as unsightly as unsightly could be.
The words his Imperial Father spoke seemed as if they’d transformed into numerous sharp needles that fiercely plunged into his heart, and it caused him to be extremely angry…
He was inferior to Zi Shang?
"Zi Shang, I’ll soon prove to my Imperial Father that you can’t even withstand a fight before me!" Bai He looked at Zi Shang and spoke with a low voice via voice transmission.
Zi Shang glanced indifferently at Bai He, and then he changed his previous humble tone as he replied via voice transmission. "Even though I don’t know why you’ve always been against me, but I still want to let you know that if we fight, I won’t hold back."
"What? You think that you’re capable of defeating me if you don’t hold back?" Bai He mocked via voice transmission.
But Zi Shang paid no attention to Bai He this time, and he looked at the black clothed old man instead. "Master, Zi Shang didn’t lose face for you."
"Good… Good." The old man was extremely satisfied with Zi Shang’s display, and he took the initiative to gesture for Zi Shang to sit down.
"Big Brother, congratulations." Zi Yan congratulated Zi Shang excitedly, and her peerlessly beautiful face was beaming with spirit and even more striking.
Zi Shang lightly smiled as he nodded, and the gaze he shot at Zi Yan was filled with tender affections.
"Now, are there still any people that are not convinced and want to challenge the young geniuses at the ninth level of the Void Initiation Stage?" In the sky above the Cage Battle Arena, one of the old men that were in charge of presiding over the martial competition spoke out once more, and his voice spread out throughout the Cage Battle Arena.
For a time, besides Feng Tian Wu who was cultivating with her eyes closed, the remaining 11 seventh level Void Initiation Stage and eighth level Void Initiation Stage young geniuses shut their mouths tightly.
What a joke!
Would any of them still dare be unconvinced at this moment?
Ye Lu and Feng Yu could be said to be the top figures amongst them, yet they were both killed because of being not convinced with the strength of the ninth level Void Initiation Stage young geniuses, and they’d died at the hands of the young geniuses that looked to possess the weakest strengths.
They didn’t doubt in the slightest that if any one of them still dared to challenge a ninth level Void Initiation Stage young genius, they would surely follow in the footsteps of Ye Lu and Feng Yu.
"What a pity… With Feng Yu’s strength, he originally had a 100% chance of obtaining one of the positions to participate in the Martial Competition of the Ten Dynasties."
"It wasn’t just Feng Yu, even if Ye Lu didn’t die, he would similarly be able to obtain a position to participate in the Martial Competition of the Ten Dynasties."
"They destroyed themselves."
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