Chapter 454 - 334: The Hunt

Chapter 454: Chapter 334: The Hunt

The sky grew dim. Beneath a swirling, dark green vortex, Yu Changsheng gritted his teeth and struggled desperately, but his speed was drastically reduced as a result.

And in that briefest of moments, Qiu Xing’s figure caught up to Yu Changsheng in a flash, sneering again and again:

"You run pretty fast, but in the face of absolute power, any amount of resistance is futile. First, I’ll kill you, then I’ll take out the Celestial Slaughter Golden Lotus. I’ll devour it along with your Spirit Platform and soul. Perhaps it will help my Golden Core ascend and become a Heavenly Dao Golden Core. That would be for the best."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Xing arched a cold brow and thrust his hand down toward Yu Changsheng. In that instant, the dark green vortex in the sky trembled. A colossal, thousand-foot-long cyan hand dripping with nauseating pus and radiating a thick, oppressive aura descended from it with a RUMBLE, locking onto Yu Changsheng.

"Cyan Ghosts Covering the Sky!"

Qiu Xing closed his eyes, then opened them and pressed his fists to his chest. He spat out a mouthful of cyan-green breath that enveloped the giant hand. The hand seemed to gain a soul, instantly becoming nimble. It shifted from a palm into a fist and, with astonishing might, crashed down on Yu Changsheng like a meteor!

"Divine Light Body-Breaking Celestial Technique!"

"Thousand Mountain Armor!"

Yu Changsheng let out a low shout. The qi and blood in his muscles surged in waves as his body suddenly swelled. The earth shattered, and massive boulders flew up to form his armor. A dazzling golden light then enveloped him, creating a second layer of protection and further reinforcing his already formidable physique.

As his qi and blood boiled, the phantom of a great rising sun bobbed into existence behind him. It surged upward as Yu Changsheng threw a punch, turning his strike into a powerful, rainbow-like arc of energy that met the descending Cyan Ghost’s fist head-on!

RUMBLE!

The earth collapsed, and a violent aftershock blasted through the void. Yu Changsheng’s body sank deep into the ground as cracks spiderwebbed out, erupting into a massive crater.

COUGH! COUGH! COUGH...

Yu Changsheng coughed up blood, hacking violently. He felt as if the blow had nearly shattered his arm. His internal organs churned, his qi and blood flowed in reverse, and his face was utterly pale. Sprawled on the ground, he struggled to his feet, glaring coldly at Qiu Xing while breathing heavily.

"You actually managed to block that strike? Impressive. When I was at the Foundation Establishment stage, I was far inferior to you."

Qiu Xing was momentarily stunned. He looked at Yu Changsheng’s battered appearance and spoke with a faint hint of admiration, yet the killing intent in his eyes grew even denser.

"If that’s the case, then I have all the more reason not to let you live!"

This brief delay was all it took for the remaining three to catch up. One was Yama, another was Wang Haiyang, and the last was Chen Haolan of the Tyrant Emperor Sect. The men exchanged a glance, all understanding what the others were thinking.

’Kill Yu Changsheng first, then decide who gets the Celestial Slaughter Golden Lotus!’

"No need to waste words on him. Let’s all attack together! Don’t give him any chance!"

Before the words had even faded, the killing intent in Yama’s eyes erupted completely. He attacked viciously, holding nothing back. With a wave of his sleeve, Magical Power vented forth madly. Evil Qi burst out as a blood mist, which then roiled and condensed into a thousand-foot-long, blood-red giant sword that pointed straight at Yu Changsheng!

"Slaughter Sword!"

Wang Haiyang let out a light chuckle as well. With a sudden wave of his folding fan, countless blue ice cones flashed with a cold light, densely filling the air as they locked onto Yu Changsheng.

Chen Haolan did likewise. Pointing one hand to the sky and the other toward the ground, he traced a circle. One by one, droplets of blue light scattered from his fingertips, continuously gathering before him. They condensed into a blue peony that emanated an extreme chill. Every petal held a hidden killing intent as the flower slowly rotated, leaking frost from its sides.

"Now then, where will you run? Heh heh heh."

Qiu Xing chuckled and exhaled. He looked up and spat toward the sky, then shot a drop of his own blood from his fingertip into the dark green vortex. Instantly, the Cyan Ghost’s hand that had just crumbled and dissipated began to reform—and this time, it wasn’t just one hand, but a pair!

The palms were cyan, covered in green hair and rotting pus that dripped onto the earth. Wherever the liquid fell, plants withered and all vitality was extinguished. The hands emerged from the vortex in the sky and pressed down on Yu Changsheng in unison, sealing the very space around him.

Meanwhile, Yama’s thousand-foot Slaughter Giant Sword had finished building power to its absolute peak. It ripped through the void, shooting straight for Yu Changsheng!

Wang Haiyang waved his folding fan again. The sky full of ice cones shuddered and transformed into streams of light, stabbing toward Yu Changsheng in a seemingly infinite barrage!

Chen Haolan pushed forward with both hands. The blue peony before him swelled to several hundred feet wide, emitting a startlingly cold air. The very atmosphere seemed to solidify in its path as it flew toward Yu Changsheng, propelled by Chen Haolan’s cold sneer!

The wind howled, thick with killing intent. At this moment, the heavens held a killing intent that sought to extinguish his Divine Soul; the earth held a killing intent that sought to annihilate his body; and his fellow men held a killing intent that was plain for all to see. This was truly a hopeless deathtrap!

All four were Golden Core Experts, and elites among their peers. The power they unleashed with their full-strength attacks could likely annihilate any other Golden Core Cultivator. Their current assault was intended to utterly destroy Yu Changsheng’s body and Divine Soul, leaving him absolutely no chance of survival.

’In a situation like this, how could you possibly survive? We want you dead, so you have no choice but to die. You can only blame yourself for being too arrogant.’

Wang Haiyang chuckled to himself, staring deeply at Yu Changsheng as if to commit his final expression to memory. In his mind, Yu Changsheng was already a dead man.

And for Yu Changsheng, it was the same. Staring at such overwhelming might, the intense sense of a life-or-death crisis exploded in his mind. Every cell in his body seemed to have become an independent entity, screaming and sending signals of extreme danger.