Chapter 321 - At Death’s Door (1/2)

Translator: StarReader

Editor: Elitecoder

Huangpu Qingtian’s eyes showed fear for the first time. The dreadful aura of the thunderbird posed a definite and tangible threat to his life.

This hadn’t been brought about before, not even when Zhuo Fan was bashing him around. Because he had a fallback, the Dragon Vein Soul.

He was destined to rule, heaven’s gift on earth, with no man capable of defeating him. And yet…

“Run!”

You Yushan’s trio knew the tables had turned. The thunderbird was a very real danger to anything in existence. The Six Dragons and One Phoenix were no exception, ending up as nothing more than bone meal. That prediction had them running frantically for their lives.

Funnily enough, their grand boss was doing the same thing for the first time ever.

Not that it would do much good at this late an hour. They barely added a hundred meters between them when the thunderbird flapped its crackling wings and was upon Huangpu Qingtian.

Huangpu Qingtian was traumatized. Facing this world destroyer and its all powerful aura, all he could do was shout, “Transformation, Earth Dragon Claw!”

A flash of golden light shone and his entire right arm was enveloped in light among the dragon roars. It was at this instant that the thunderbird ran into him.

The berserk purple lightning pulverized anything it touched.

Boom!

The sky itself turned purple from the sheer magnitude of the blast. Purple lightning spread like wildfire catching the three slowpokes and sending them sprawling, heavily wounded.

The array holding Zhuo Fan prisoner began to shake for the first time. The 365 Profound Heaven experts spat blood at the same time, weakened.

Everyone was shocked at how the Six Dragons and One Phoenix, the peak of power in the Profound Heaven Stage, couldn’t even take on the after blast of the thunder bird. The Microcosmic Orbit Array, said to contain even a Radiant Stage expert, suffered under the tyrannical purple lightning. Every one of the 365 Profound Heaven experts controlling it were left with heavy wounds.

The power of the thunderbird was obvious.

They all watched the thick dust, eyes widened. Not even Regent Estate could contain the shock they felt.

Who could conceive it possible for Zhuo Fan to employ such power to annihilate everyone? What then of Huangpu Qingtian, who took the full blast?

Everyone watched the screen with bated breath.

Pff!

Zhuo Fan spurted blood and the lightning faded from his body. Focusing all the purple lightning into one blow and forcing a profound ranked martial art to go a rank higher had left him teetering on the edge of collapse.

His body was far too weak to handle an earth ranked martial art, or he’d have already trained in one. But to defeat Huangpu Qingtian, he threw caution to the wind and used every ounce of his strength. This left him on the brink of destruction.

Zhuo Fan was now weaker than your average Bone Tempering expert. Even after killing Huangpu Qingtian, he would still be in danger on Beast King Mountain.

Though he wasn’t of a mind to care. As long as Huangpu Qingtian was dead and done, nothing else mattered…

Narrowing his eyes, Zhuo Fan took a deep breath and moved, slowly, towards the cloud of dust. All that purple lightning did a number on his body, with no less than 20 wounds on his body deep enough to show the bone. His staggering walk was that of a demon from hell.

You Yushan’s trio were shaken to their core. They tried to get away, but any movement only aggravated their injuries. They were going nowhere fast.

They could only stare at the demon trudging towards them.

“Damn it! The three hundred people outside, release the damn array and come save us!” You Yushan shouted.

Yan Bangui and Lin Xuanfeng did the same, “Release the array already…”

The hellish image had them traumatized and horrified to the point of peeing themselves.

The viewers watched it all in heavy silence. At the end of it all, the Six Dragons and One Phoenix were mere men, fearing death and clinging to life. All that mettle they had was now gone.

All of Tianyu held the seven houses in reverence, practically worshiped them. But if there was one thing the Esoteric Debate showed, what Zhuo Fan’s fight showed, was that the grand disciples of these houses were nothing but disgraces.

The effect was immediate. The surviving clans had their opinion of the seven houses sharply diminished. While towards the Luo clan, they held no little amount of respect.

In this great battle, the Luo clan rose above the masses through their acts. Their steward even more so, fighting adversity without a hint of fear, his tall and imposing figure facing heaven itself. It got everyone’s blood pumping.

Everyone dreamt to be a hero at some point. Everyone yearned to fight back the authority breathing down on them. But none had the nerve to do it. Yet Zhuo Fan, a mere third rate clan steward, did it for them, fulfilling their wish, and brutalizing the seven houses’ experts.

It had gone beyond mere fighting oppression as he went against providence itself, against the heaven made king, Huangpu Qingtian and his kingly symbol, Dragon Vein Soul.

Not even a destined king was infallible, dead just the same before the third rate clan’s Zhuo Fan.

Everyone turned to the weakened Zhuo Fan with eyes filled with respect. Even the vassals of other houses had their views changed.

Leng Wuchang noticed and clenched his beard, even pulled a hair. But he was too engrossed in his scowl to notice.