Strongest War Emperor

Caught by Chu Qingcheng’s Golden Dragon Illusion, Yuwen Huaji was aghast. An astonishing light burst from his left fist as he hammered it desperately, punch after punch, against the massive Golden Dragon.

Amidst the tremendous noise, Chu Qingcheng’s face grew increasingly pale, his aura growing ever fainter.

But his hands still moved rapidly, forming Seal Techniques that made the dragon’s talons squeeze even tighter.

"AHH!"

Blood streamed from Yuwen Huaji’s seven orifices. He looked like a madman!

Facing mortal danger, his attacks on the giant Golden Dragon grew even more frenzied.

The sound of the explosions was incessant.

This time, blood began to stream from Chu Qingcheng’s mouth and eyes as well.

Yet he gritted his teeth and held on, refusing to let go!

"Xiaolang, wake up!"

Chu Qingcheng’s roar was like a clap of thunder.

Shen Lang slowly raised his head and looked around, his expression vacant.

Then, his body shot downwards, landing in front of Nalan Ziyun.

"You little bitch, are you kidding me?"

"Didn’t you want to kill me? I’m not dead yet, so how can you be?"

"Stop pretending. Wake up!"

Shen Lang mumbled, reaching out to gently pat Nalan Ziyun’s cheek.

"SOB...!" Xue Dangdang clamped both hands over her mouth, tears streaming from her eyes.

Gently taking Nalan Ziyun’s hand, Shen Lang still clung to a sliver of hope.

But in the next moment, his heart sank, and the light in his eyes died completely.

Nalan Ziyun’s meridians were shattered, her Pill Sea had ruptured, and her Spiritual Power had completely dispersed. He couldn’t feel even a trace of life force.

The only anomaly was a peculiar energy tightly wrapped around her heart’s meridians, frantically trying to repair them.

This was the medicinal effect of the Elixir Pill Xue Dangdang had stuffed into her mouth.

Her heart’s meridians were protected, but all life was gone. She was beyond saving...

Behind Nalan Ziyun, Xue Dangdang wiped away her tears, pressed her hands against Nalan Ziyun’s back once more, and continued to pour in Spiritual Power.

Snapped back to his senses by Xue Dangdang’s actions, a bolt of lightning flashed through Shen Lang’s mind. A flicker of clarity returned to his vacant eyes.

’Although I’ve already given all my Life Energy to Xia Su, my body... my Spiritual Power still contains an immense Power of Life!’

Shen Lang shot to his feet, his eyes flashing with brilliant light. "Dingdang, let me!"

He moved behind Nalan Ziyun, taking Xue Dangdang’s place, and pressed his palms against her back.

He poured all the Spiritual Power from his body into Nalan Ziyun without holding anything back.

To his despair, however, no matter how desperately he poured in his Spiritual Power, Nalan Ziyun showed no reaction. The only trace of life within her remained that faint spark protecting her heart’s meridians.

An aura like that of an Ancient Fierce Beast erupted from Shen Lang, and his eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

"Don’t be afraid. Just get some sleep. You’ll be fine after you rest..."

Shen Lang placed Nalan Ziyun into Xue Dangdang’s arms. His movements were so gentle it was as if he were afraid of waking her from a deep slumber.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, as if a gate had opened in the void, an old, wizened monk and a young monk appeared out of thin air.

"This benefactor still has a trace of life within her, and her soul has not yet scattered. Allow this old monk to try."

The old monk pointed his right index finger at Nalan Ziyun. A perfectly round, bright golden Buddhist Bead descended onto the crown of her head, releasing ten thousand rays of Buddha Light that enveloped her completely.

Xue Dangdang was startled for a moment, then immediately fell to her knees. "Master, I beg you, please save Sister Ziyun!" she pleaded.

The old monk nodded slightly without a word. Suddenly, he conjured six identical copies of himself, which circled Nalan Ziyun, continuously casting one Seal Technique after another.

Meanwhile, his true self stood before Nalan Ziyun, pressing a single finger to her forehead as a peaceful yet boundless Buddha Power surged into her.

In that instant, Nalan Ziyun’s body was wreathed in Buddha Light, appearing incomparably sacred.

A surging Power of Life began to course through her body.

Shen Lang shot the two of them a cold glance, his eyes holding not a shred of gratitude.

Then, his gaze shifted to Yuwen Huaji, who was still held fast by the Golden Dragon Illusion.

’Old ghost, come with me. It’s time to kill!’

With a silent roar in his heart, Shen Lang shot into the air, landing twenty meters in front of Yuwen Huaji.

He tilted his head up slightly, his gaze locking onto Yuwen Huaji.

At this moment, in his eyes, in his world, there was only Yuwen Huaji!

At this moment, a violent killing intent erupted from Shen Lang and swept across the battlefield. He was left with a single thought: ’Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill Yuwen Huaji!’

"You little bastard! I was just about to look for you, and here you are, serving yourself up on a platter!" Yuwen Huaji snarled.

Yet, the moment their eyes met, Yuwen Huaji’s body trembled and a chill ran down his spine.

Shen Lang’s eyes, like those of an Ancient Fierce Beast, sent another shiver through Yuwen Huaji, making his entire body tremble.

What kind of eyes were those? They were like a Fierce Beast’s from the primordial wastes—devoid of all emotion, containing only tyranny, savagery, bloodlust, and the will to destroy everything!

’I thought my plans were flawless, that I had everything under my control. Turns out, it was all just a joke...’

’I thought I was so remarkable. I wanted to cultivate, to become strong, to unearth every secret, to break free from the shackles of fate. But when it came down to it, I couldn’t even protect the woman I love.’

’Today, I finally understand. I finally know *why* I have to become strong! If I can’t even protect the people I care about, what’s the point of having power?’

’My hands, my strength... they exist to protect the ones I love...’

Shen Lang murmured to himself, clenching his left hand into a fist and squeezing hard...

"CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!"

A series of crisp cracks echoed from his body as his bones shifted. Then, the dense Scales covering him began to slowly grow larger and thicker, the change visible to the naked eye!

Then, behind Shen Lang, the image of a Celestial Demon with two horns and a long saber in its hand slowly materialized, growing larger and larger.

A sinister demonic aura that made heaven and earth tremble began to emanate from Shen Lang. A boundless, ferocious Demon Qi spread out wantonly, blanketing the area with an incomparably evil presence!

At that moment, the entire Celestial Phoenix City was enveloped by this demonic aura, causing all its inhabitants to shudder and tremble in fear.

Shen Lang’s long hair whipped about. He looked like a demon, like a god. A hurricane swirled around him, kicking up sand and stones as a wild wind howled, sharp as a blade against the skin.

The power of his Celestial Demon Body had been fully unleashed.

At this moment, the cold, bloodthirsty aura of the Celestial Demon locked onto Yuwen Huaji, and the pressure was so great that it actually shocked the half-crazed man into a state of clarity.

’Just who is this little bastard? Why does he have so many secrets? How can he possess such immense power?’

Yuwen Huaji muttered to himself, so stunned that he even forgot to continue his assault on the giant Golden Dragon Illusion.

The Scales on Shen Lang’s body continued to transform, and the Celestial Demon illusion behind him kept growing. The pressure intensified, making the people of Celestial Phoenix City feel as if a mountain were pressing down on their hearts—a mountain whose weight was still increasing!

"Today, you will die!" Shen Lang’s voice was bone-chillingly cold, as if it had come from the Nine Netherworld Prison itself.

"HAHAHAHA!" Yuwen Huaji burst into maniacal laughter. "Arrogant, ignorant brat! You don’t know the difference between life and death! Even if your power has surged, it’s nowhere near enough to kill me! You think you can break my defenses with your paltry Spirit Martial Realm Cultivation? In your dreams!"

Shen Lang hovered in the air, holding the Celestial Water Blade between his teeth as he held his hands out, palms up.

In the next instant, the Primordial Qi of the world fell into chaos. From all directions, it began to converge frantically toward Shen Lang’s hands!

His left hand was Yin, his right hand was Yang!

The static, the internal, the descending, the cold, and the dark all belonged to Yin.

The moving, the external, the ascending, the warm, and the bright all belonged to Yang.

Death Qi, Slaughter Qi, and a host of other things born from dark, negative emotions rapidly gathered in his left hand, forming a pitch-black sphere the size of a baseball.

Meanwhile, the purest Spiritual Qi in the world and the Power of Thunder and Lightning from the vortex within his body compressed in his right hand, forming an equally sized Thunder Ball!

In the next instant, a Black and White Tai Chi Diagram materialized between his hands.

’Light and dark, Yin and Yang, are fundamentally inseparable... They can be divided, but they can also merge and flow into one another!’

A cruel smile touched Shen Lang’s lips as his hands began to draw closer.

The pitch-black sphere pressed against the black half of the Tai Chi Diagram, while the Thunder Ball pressed against the white half.

"WHIRRR!"

The Tai Chi Diagram instantly began to spin at a furious speed!

Immediately, the Tai Chi Diagram contracted, forming a small, black-and-white sphere!

An aura of destruction radiated from the sphere. The first offensive form of the Nine Revolutions of Life and Death Mysterious Technique, the Netherworld Demon Tribulation, had been perfectly executed for the first time!

"Yin Yang Infinite Life and Death Tribulation, a trip down the Netherworld Road! Old dog, go to hell... Netherworld Demon Tribulation!"

With a furious roar, Shen Lang hurled the sphere in his hand!

"Fucking hell, how is this possible?! How can a Spirit Martial Realm junior control the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi?!"

Feeling the incomparable pressure of this energy, Yuwen Huaji was scared out of his mind.

Manipulating the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi was something that required a Cultivation at the King Martial Realm or higher. Even Yuwen Huaji, at the Half-Step King Martial Realm, was utterly incapable of such a feat.

But Shen Lang was merely in the Spirit Martial Realm!

Yuwen Huaji’s waist was held fast by the giant Golden Dragon Illusion, making it impossible for him to move. Only his left arm was free.

Now, seeing Shen Lang manipulate the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi to unleash such a world-shaking attack, he was so terrified his soul almost scattered.

In this moment of crisis, a thought flashed through his mind. A light flickered on his free left hand, and a dark red gauntlet instantly appeared on it.

Then, a triangular, cyan Giant Shield materialized before him, blooming with several Flame Lotuses.

"Brat, you can’t touch me! This is just an Illusion Technique! It’s a fake! I refuse to believe you can control the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi!"

Yuwen Huaji shrieked and, at the last possible second, threw a punch at the black-and-white sphere Shen Lang had thrown!

"BOOM!"

A cataclysmic roar exploded in the sky, reverberating throughout the entire Celestial Phoenix City!

A violent fluctuation of Primordial Power spread out in all directions like a mushroom cloud!

Chu Qingcheng, who had been desperately controlling the giant Golden Dragon Illusion, raised a Giant Shield with one hand to meet the ferocious shockwave. He let out a muffled grunt and was sent flying backward.

The Giant Shield shattered into pieces.

At the critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the air and caught Chu Qingcheng. He pressed a palm forward, and the ferocious shockwave immediately parted around them, leaving the two completely unharmed.

This person was the young monk.

"Amitabha. This old monk’s dharma name is Chaos. Are you all right, little brother?" Master of Chaos said after chanting a Buddhist phrase.

Chu Qingcheng rolled his eyes. "If I wasn’t, wouldn’t that just prove your incompetence? If you spectators had bothered to step in earlier, we wouldn’t have had to fight so desperately."

For a moment, Master of Chaos was speechless. He could only blink awkwardly and turn his gaze downward.

Below, the giant Golden Dragon Illusion shattered and dissipated in an instant. Yuwen Huaji’s figure was nowhere to be seen. In his place, a massive, bottomless pit had been gouged into the earth...