Chapter 313 - Demonic Dragon’s Might (1/2)
Translator: StarReader
Editor: Elitecoder
Utter shock!
Every single person who was watching went slack jawed, no exception. Leng Wuchang was quite certain a couple dozen Profound Heaven experts wouldn’t do Zhuo Fan in, but he didn’t go as far as to assume they’d die in an instant!
Not even a Radiant Stage expert with their intent sealed could pull it off.
And yet…
Leng Wuchang’s gaze grew firm, as did his frown, “I knew the kid was hiding his strength. Now we finally see his limits!”
Xie Tianshang’s eyes shrank, the hand on the hilt tightened.
Till now he saw Zhuo Fan as a convenient target to challenge and better himself, only to find out that the guy was an even bigger objective than Huangpu Qingtian had ever been!
Zhuo Fan’s mad slaughter was that of a tyrant, trampling all that stood in his way. The bloody and gruesome ‘battle’ had even this martial fanatic’s blood pumping.
He was totally regretting it now. Why couldn’t he have stayed back in Beast King Mountain? He would’ve been fighting alongside Zhuo Fan right about now, getting his fix of killings.
Huangpu Qingtian’s eyebrow moved. Zhuo Fan had defied his projections, with those Lightning Wings of his even capable of cutting through 4th grade spiritual weapons like butter.
Taking a leap further, it wasn’t that much of a wild guess that those wings could pierce his own hardened body…
“Attack!”
The instant death of dozens of Profound Heaven experts struck fear in the rest, but Huangpu Qingtian was there to make sure they would stop at nothing to kill him.
For a moment, nobody knew what to do.
While the others were in a conundrum over their literal existence, Zhuo Fan had no such qualms. He jumped into the fray, waving his wings and fists in every direction.
Bam~
Another few dozen Profound Heaven experts bit the dust, cut right down the middle. Zhuo Fan’s hands weren’t idle either, punching the still beating hearts out of the chest of two others.
He squeezed, sending blood and gore around, while the two ‘decorations’ on his arms blew apart. His eyes though, were just as brutal and bloodshot as when he started this bloody mess. They were a window into his heart, consumed now by slaughter.
The legs of the rest wobbled, their hearts gripped in fear. Zhuo Fan was the very personification of a savage beast, killing regardless of who barred his path.
Some that broke out into a mad run for their lives were swiftly caught up and killed with impunity.
At this moment, valor pushed through the fear and everyone came to one conclusion. Since they were destined to die either way, they’d rather go down fighting. They fell upon him like a flood, as the thirst for murder in Zhuo Fan’s eyes grew and grew.
Huangpu Qingtian had a satisfied smirk, “I finally understand what Sir Leng was talking about. The collected Zhuo Fan would never engage in senseless slaughter, breeding hatred all around, but go for scare tactics. We may be ten thousand but the ones engaged in fighting only amount to a mere handful. But with his mind consumed by rage, he forced everyone to see no escape from death, lest they kill him. He has completely aroused their self-preservation. Revenge is so deeply ingrained in his mind that he is no longer feared, ha-ha-ha…”
“Eldest young master is a genius. We won’t even need to intervene now. The punk will sooner or later end up dying, swallowed by our ten thousand men!” You Yushan snickered and added a thumbs up.
Huangpu Qingtian waved him off, “Hardly. Ants are just that, ants. They won’t ever get to wring his life. Their only use is to chip at Zhuo Fan’s stamina and reveal any meddlesome aces he has tucked away. It will be up to me to cull this demon for murder . No one else is worthy, not even you three.”
The trio looked at each other, their hearts filled with dissatisfaction and anger, but none retorted.
Going back to the slaughter at hand, Zhuo Fan was found to have reaped through hundreds of experts. The trio nodded inwardly.
[Eldest young master has a point. The monster has gone berserk but we’re still no match for him.]
“Now then, it is time we added to the challenge. Activate that 36 array!” Huangpu Qingtian watched the slaughter with a cold and detached eye.
Yan Bangui gave a signal to the ones hiding in the forest. The men’s hands weaved through gestures and a bright light enveloped the battlefield.
Zhuo Fan, who saw only red before his eyes, suddenly stopped and his knees buckled.
Looking down, he saw a silvery light, Meteor Array!
Zhuo Fan’s instinct told him this was a 1st grade array, putting pressure on him and sealing his movements.