Chapter Eight Hundred and Eighty Eight – When Did I Allow You To Use The Name of Nether Realm (1/2)
Chapter Eight Hundred and Eighty Eight – When Did I Allow You To Use The Name of Nether Realm
The cold words were without any emotion.
Yet these words were like a basin of icy cold water that was poured over the three hundred thousand. The fire that had just started to burn in their minds were immediately extinguished.
The person wearing the mask looked at differently at them as though they were just ants in his eyes.
Terrible!
Many people’s expressions became ugly. Of them, the great majority of them had been famed for many years. When had they been dismissed like this before?
They unconsciously balled their fists, their tendons bulging.
Zuo Mo’s next words caused these experts that felt humiliated to lose their mind.
“When did I allow you to use the name of Nether Realm?”
The cold and aloof tone seemed to be describing an ordinary matter. However, the undisguised dominance and imperiousness was like a wild and sharp cold wind that swept across everyone’s minds!
“Who do you think you are!”
A sudden shout came from the army. A figure like that of a wild beast suddenly charged like lightning towards Zuo Mo in the sky!
A powerful presence that was like a raging wave swept towards Zuo Mo.
Xiahou Zhi!
One of Hai Xin Bing’s commanders, and the strongest of the four commanders of Northern Plains Ice Mansion! Of all the commanders in Northern Plains Ice Mansion, he was an extreme outlier. When people reached such a level of strength, there were rarely any that did not know how to lead battle formations, it was just a matter of skill level. Xiahou Zhi didn’t understand any battle formations.
He was obsessed with personal strength, but due to this, his individual strength was powerful and only second to Hai Xin Bing in Northern Plains Ice Mansion.
He had a fiery temper and wasn’t afraid of anything. Zuo Mo’s words immediately set him off!
Boom!
The furious killing energy swept out. Midair, the air around Xiahou Zhi twisted. His body suddenly swelled and black smoke rose out of his body.
An astounding presence quickly strengthened rapidly in the black spoke.
There seemed to be a terrifying monster that was being formed inside the black smoke.
Soon, an enormous monster appeared in people’s view.
Hiss!
Inhales of shock came in unison from the three hundred thousand.
This monster was too large. It stood in the air like a mountain. Just the pressure from the massive size was enough for people to lose their spirit.
The monster was covered in rich and deep colored tattoos. Its eyes were like two bottomless black holes. Its four limbs were short but strong, its body slightly arched. Its mouth was slightly open, and each fang was shrouded in thick black smoke. Its tail was over ten li long. When it moved in the air, it caused twisters.
An Mo’s expression changed slightly. When this nether beast appeared, it gave him a strong feeling of danger!
Xiahou Zhi was not this strong!
This was An Mo’s first reaction. The power that Xiahou Zhi showed right now matched his. Soon, An Mo’s expression completely changed. The words flashed through his mind.
A kamikaze warrior!
Not good!
If an expert of this level disregarded injury and death, the danger they posed would become terrifying!
He hadn’t thought that Xiahou Zhi was willing to die for Hai Xin Bing. This woman … …
An Mo gritted his teeth and was about to move forward. Of King’s subordinates, he was the only one that was a match for Xiahou Zhi. An Mo’s eyes flashed with fire.
As though he knew what An Mo was thinking, Zuo Mo raised an arm.
An Mo noticed King’s signal and stilled. He had followed King for these few weeks and was familiar with King’s signals. There was only one meaning of this signal. King was indicating that An Mo should not move forward.
What did King want to do?
King was slightly puzzled. Did King want to personally fight?
He trusted that King would not have a problem facing Xiahou Zhi based on the power that King had shown. However, if King took a long time with just Xiahou Zhi, then the presence that King had accumulated would disappear.
What was most important right now was presence.
But An Mo was disciplined and he knew from the experienced of the past days that King was definitely not a rash person. Many of King’s seemingly illogical choices and decisions would create a fantastical result in the end.
An Mo knew that the results that seemed to be miracles could not be just explained by luck.
He stopped moving and suppressed his urgency. He looked curiously at King. He wanted to know how King would defeat this nether beast.
Zhu Nan Yue looked at the enormous beast in the sky and she was in slightly low spirits.
The Nether Lord’s move was extremely tricky. The new king had accumulated his presence from the seven day advance and his presence was at a peak. Using Xiahou Zhi against An Mo or the new king would be able to blunt the enemy presence.
Zhu Nan Yue was almost sure that the nether lord didn’t even hope that Xiahou Zhi would defeat the other. She only asked that Xiahou Zhi would reduce the other’s presence by delaying the new king or An Mo.
If the other’s presence stopped, their momentum would decrease and they could be ground to death by the three hundred thousand army.
For this delay, the Nether King even sacrificed such a strong expert.
This was like playing chess!
While Zhu Nan Yue felt that three hundred thousand was enough, but facing the unfathomable and mysterious new king, the Nether Lord was still cautious. In order to increase the chances of victory, she could pay any price.
The pressure this person gave the Nether Lord was too great!
Zhu Nan Yue and Xiahou Zhi were not close but they were both commanders of Northern Plains Ice Mansion. They were usually on good terms. Thinking that she would never see Xiahou Zhi again, her spirits fell.
But she quickly threw these emotions to the back of her mind and her gaze became calm again.
Xiahou Zhi was enough to make trouble for the enemy!
Zuo Mo’s gaze was as cold as usual. The enormous beast in front of him did not cause his gaze to change. He looked on with indifference. He treated the enormous beast just as he had the three hundred thousand-strong army.
What no one knew was that Zuo Mo’s lips was curved into a cold smile behind his mask.
He was too familiar with the desolate and vast presence that the enormous beast gave off.
A wasteland beast!
This enormous beast wasn’t some nether beast, it was a wasteland beast! While its appearance was completely different compared to the wasteland beast Zuo Mo’s Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art summoned, their presences were similar. What was different was this wasteland beast had a tinge of death to it.