Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

“Jiang Yi? You must be tired of living!”

“Kill!”

There wasn’t much illumination in the tunnels, but these Soul Travel Realm experts had great visions and could clearly identify Jiang Yi’s face with a quick glance—as they had all seen Jiang Yi’s portrait. The first three individuals at the front released their essence force, blasting at Jiang Yi.

“Tsk-Tsk!”

Right at this moment, countless tree roots shifted and easily clogged up the middle portion of the tunnel. All three essence force crashed onto the roots, causing tremors as dirt fell from above.

“Not good!”

An even more horrific scene happened: the entrance which these Soul Travel Realm experts came in from was suddenly blocked by emerging tree roots, cutting off their path of retreat. Furthermore, more tree roots extended towards all of them, quickly forming a prison that trapped everyone within.

“Ah?”

“What kind of demonic art is this?”

“This isn’t a demonic art; it is sorcery! Princess Yun Fei’s ancient sorcery! Princess Yun Fei must be nearby!”

“Princess? Princess, we are from the Ming Clan. How can you aid outsiders to deal with your own citizens?”

“That’s right. Princess, give us a path for survival! We guarantee we will leave immediately…”

All these Soul Travel Realm experts were apparently citizens of the Heaven Mystics Kingdom, who quickly guessed such mystical sorcery belonged to Yun Fei. Such high-grade sorcery that controlled the trees was only accessible to the royalties, and it was very hard to comprehend. In the entire royal clan, only two individuals managed to comprehend it, and the other individual was royal clan’s martial expert that was very old and couldn’t be here.

All these Soul Travel Realm experts had a sudden realization. This tunnel wasn’t discovered by that Purple Mansion Realm martial artist by luck; it was intentionally created by Yun Fei, using the tree roots. It was a trap that they foolishly jumped into.

“Hmph! People from the Ming Clan? Then you deserve death even more so.”

A cold and faint voice came from the other side, which was filled with hatred, “When my Brother was framed to death by Yun He, Ming Yao was involved right? Don’t think I am so naive. Jiang Yi, do it!”

As the tree root prison grew smaller, the Soul Travel Realm experts kept on slashing on the shifting tree roots. Apart from the spirit artifact—held by one of the Soul Travel Realm experts—which could chop out small gaps in the tree roots, the rest of the artifacts could only deal some scratches on the skin of the roots.

“Time to die. It is a waste of the spirit artifact though!”

Jiang Yi dashed over quickly while Yun Fei and Zhan Wushuang retreated. When Jiang Yi got near to the tree roots prison, the Fire Spirit Pearl glowed while a small rock appeared, which turned the surrounding air to instantly become blazing hot. Jiang Yi used a finger to flick the Fire Spirit Rock and shot it into the tree-root prison.

“Tsk-Tsk!”

The Fire Spirit Rock’s flames were several folds more dreadful than the Earth Fire. The tree roots which the spirit artifact which couldn’t cut through was burned with a hole. The green flames had a horrifically high temperature that instantly incinerated everyone in the tree-root prison while the surrounding tree roots were also incinerated; even the spirit artifact was swiftly turned into molten iron.

“What kind of artifact is that? How could it possess such horrific flames? Even when staying so far away, I could feel as though my body is burning up! Jiang Yi is definitely a freak and doesn’t seem to be afraid of the flames? Does he have the Astral Body of Fire?”

Yun Fei looked from afar with a conspicuous and fearful expression. Zhan Wushuang muttered before shaking his head, “He doesn’t have the Astral Body of Fire. It should be that absolute artifact Jiang Yi obtained in the Tomb of the Heaven Monarch. Everyone has some kind of secret in their body, and you better don’t go asking around too much. Otherwise, Jiang Yi might put up a barrier.”

“I get it!”

Yun Fei sent a look to Zhan Wushuang; it was like she was smiling but not smiling at the same time. Her slightly annoyed expression was so charming that Zhan Wushuang’s heart fluttered.

“Yun Fei! Open up the tunnel! I will go clear up the people above. The reinforcements are coming.”

Jiang Yi voice echoed from a distance while Yun Fei and Zhan Wushuang stopped their flirtatious banter. Yun Fei used their forest sensing to check the surroundings and immediately yelled out, “Hurry up, Jiang Yi. The legions from both sides are approaching soon. Go all out for the kills, and I will pull you in when the time is right.”

“Okay!”

The Black Scale Sword appeared in Jiang Yi’s hand while he shouted, “Silver-Moon Demon Wolf!”

Just as the Silver Moon Demon Wolf appeared, Yun Fei opened up the path using the tree roots; and Jiang Yi rode the demon wolf out. While he was still in mid-air, his eyes instantly turned blood red as he roared, “Massacre Intent. Everyone has to die!”

“Huh…”

The people on the surface were still gathered at the block entrance of the tunnel where the Soul Travel Realm experts entered. They had no way of entering the tunnel, and without those Soul Travel Realm experts, they were in a harsher state of panic and didn’t know if they should retreat or continue to wait.

Now that Jiang Yi had appeared, they didn’t have any more opportunities to escape.

The terrifying killing aura promptly enveloped everyone, causing all the 800 Purple Mansion Realm fighters to immediately feel as though a giant mountain was pressing down on them. Apart from the 100 peak-stage Purple Mansion Realm martial artists, the rest of them could hardly even move. Even if some seventh- or eighth-stage Purple Mansion Realm fighters could move, would their speed be faster than the Silver-Moon Demon Wolf?

The Silver-Moon Demon Wolf’s speed was actually affected as well, but it was Jiang Yi’s spirit beast. It had some soul spirit connection with Jiang Yi, and the effects grew insignificant.

“Swish!”

The Silver-Moon Demon Wolf turned into a flurry as he dashed into the crowd. Before they even got near, Jiang Yi shouted, “Demon wolf, release the demonic art!”

“Buzz!”

The horn on the Silver-Moon Demon Wolf glowed with purple light before shooting out a ray of purple light beam. A purple light beam went across the area, turning all the martial artists that came in contact with it into dust. It was a display of fearsome prowess!

“Die!”

Jiang Yi swung the Black Scale Sword and turned it into a sky filled with sword shadows that shrouded everyone in front of him. Every time the Black Scale Sword flashed, someone would die under the blade. Everyone present might be the clansmen of great clans, but none of them wielded any spirit artifact. Those that possessed spirit artifacts were definitely young masters with esteemed status in their great clans and wouldn’t risk their lives to rush into the forest first.

As the sword light radiated, fresh blood spurted violently!

Jiang Yi’s Massacre Intent was still at the second rank, but he was now always conscious. However, the thirst for blood and desire for slaughter in his heart wouldn’t allow him to stop unless someone helped him.

The Black Scale Sword was the main form of attack, which was complemented with the God-Exterminating Crossbows. In crucial moments, Jiang Yi would withdraw the demon wolf and release the Earth Fire. Every time Jiang Yi traversed through the 800 Purple Mansion Realm martial artists, he would bring about a blood storm while claiming dozens of lives.

“Flee!”

The 100 peak-stage Purple Mansion Realm martial artists were halved in just a split moment, frightening the other half as they scattered in all directions. Those seventh- and eighth-stage Purple Mansion Realm fighters that could move began to run for their lives, too.

Jiang Yi didn’t bother about those people as he swiftly claimed those Purple Mansion Realm fighters who couldn’t even move. Most of the stronger martial artists had already fled while the rest couldn’t even resist, made it even simpler for him to slaughter them—as though he was harvesting the crops. Jiang Yi swiftly claimed all those lives, using his Black Scale Sword like a grim reaper’s scythe.

In just 30 minutes, the scene was turned into hell. Those that couldn’t escape had been slain by Jiang Yi, and the ground was littered with corpses and severed limbs. A river of blood had formed from all the flowing blood. Yun Fei and Zhan Wushuang could see the blood dripping even when they were underground; they didn’t even need to witness it to know how gruesome the scene on the surface looked like.

“They are here!”

Using the forest sensing, Yun Fei could feel many Soul Travel Realm experts rushing over. She immediately shifted the tree roots and released barbaric sorcery, using the vines to restrain Jiang Yi and the Silver-Moon Demon Wolf while forcefully pulling them underneath.