Chapter 1399 - Fire Tribe’s Disaster (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“You dared imprison me. I’ll turn this place into ruins today.”

A cold voice came from the underground, shaking the earth fiercely.

Meanwhile, a crimson roc mountain exploded in the Fiery Territory, and ghost Qi that was dark like ink gushed out with lava.

Elder Zhixin and Elder Zhixu, who were guarding Ghost King Shenchu, gave each other a look, and they both looked horrified.

Both elders were more than one thousand years old and had become saint kings. They were ranked top ten in the Fire Tribe.

“G.o.d, no! Ghost King Shenchu broke out.”

Elder Zhixin and Elder Zhixu both mobilized fire rules, and then, the fire within ten thousand square miles of them all gathered toward them and formed a fiery saint tower, putting it inside the tower.

Boom!

A ghost sound came out of the fiery saint tower.

The sound waves spread like water ripples, crus.h.i.+ng all the crimson mountains. The monks of the Fire Tribe weren’t able to handle that power at all. They exploded and turned into b.l.o.o.d.y mist.

Even those monks who were lucky to even survive were bleeding like h.e.l.l. They covered their ears, rolled on the ground and made blood-curdling screams.

Elder Zhixin and Elder Zhixu couldn’t even stand still. They looked horrified and couldn’t stop stepping back.

Bang!

The fiery saint tower exploded, and the pieces turned into fiery rain, cras.h.i.+ng into the ground and leaving giant pits.

Ghost King Shenchu laughed, standing on the ghost clouds.

And then, a ghost claw that was hundreds of feet long hit Elder Zhixin’s head, which crushed all the bones of Elder Zhixin.

As for his saint soul, it was sucked up by Ghost King Shenchu.

Elder Zhixu didn’t survive either. His soul was swallowed by Ghost King Shenchu.

Two saint kings were killed at once, which showed how great Ghost King Shenchu’s power was. Those monks of the Fire Tribe were all horrified.

“Die! You’re all going to die!”

Ghost King Shenchu drove the ghost cloud that was a thousand miles long and flew to where all the monks of Fire Tribe lived. It opened its mouth and swallowed tens of thousands of souls.

And then, tens of thousands of people of the Fire Tribe fell to the ground, lifeless.

Death Zen Elder rode the strange animal and stood in a domain that was built by mind power. He looked empathetic and bowed at those corpses. He chanted, “Amitabha!”

A black light spot emerged and turned into a black hole that had a diameter of ten feet.

Han Qiu walked out and glanced at Death Zen Elder and said, “You dare chant Amitabha as a devil monk who practiced Death Zen Buddha Technique?”

Death Zen Elder wasn’t angry at all. He said, “As long as you have Buddha in your heart, it doesn’t matter what techniques you’re practicing.”

Meanwhile, Han Qiu shockingly found out that all the corpses had climbed up.

There were Buddha prints on their foreheads.

Tens of thousands of corpses of the Fire Tribe rushed out and killed other people of the Fire Tribe, and those people who got killed also climbed up and became more walking corpses.

“Your Buddha technique is so interesting. No wonder you dare challenge Empress Chi Yao,” Han Qiu said.

Death Zen Elder said, “I don’t have the guts to challenge Empress Chi Yao. I just want to perfect my Buddha techniques in Kunlun’s Field. And after five hundred years of refining, improvements and confirmations, I’ve finally perfected it. I can teach you that if you want to learn.”

Han Qiu sneered and said, “Your Death Zen techniques can’t compare with the Way of Darkness. Let’s just ma.s.sacre the entire Fire Tribe.”

Han Qiu pointed with her finger.

And then, a trace of pure devil Qi, a trace of pure demonic Qi and a trace of pure death Qi gushed out of her body at the same time, and her beautiful eyes became demonic, like two h.e.l.ls.

“Door to the netherworld, open.”

The door to the netherworld opened at the tip of Han Qiu’s finger.

An army of ghosts walked out of the netherworld.

More than ten giant dragon corpses flew in the sky, and a large group of corpse generals riding death spirit beasts dashed forward, holding bone spears. Ghosts flew out and made horrifying sounds.

Ghost Qi and corpses filled the entire Fiery Territory, turning the place into h.e.l.l.

Qiu Yu walked out of the Divine Phoenix Tree. He looked at the people of the Fire Tribe who fell on the ground and yelled with indignation. He said, “Who was it that released Ghost King Shenchu? Do you want to die?”

A supreme power burst out in Fiery Territory and pierced through the ghost cloud.

A gleaming light pillar connected the sky and land.

The supreme saint weapon of the Fire Tribe, Saint Refining Pot, flew up and started to gleam like a sun hanging in the sky.

The ghost Qi and ghost souls immediately withered away.

Boom!

A trace of supreme power gushed out of Saint Refining Pot and hit and ground. All of a sudden, tens of thousands of ghosts crumbled and were turned into ashes.

An activated supreme saint weapon was strong enough to annihilate everything.