Chapter 445 - King Against King (1/2)

Translator: StarReader

Editor: Elitecoder

“Estate Lord, save me!”

Seeing the manic Li Jingtian fast approaching, Huangpu Fenglei swallowed his pride and begged for help.

But with Huangpu Tianyuan and Zhuo Fan doing the tango, help was on hold.

To settle this battle, all Huangpu Tianyuan had to do was squash Zhuo Fan. And with the target right in front of him, victory was not something the life of a High Venerable could outweigh.

Safe to say, High Venerable’s cries for help went unanswered.

Leng Wuchang had a contingency set for just this possibility, calling for the rest to move in.

Zhuo Fan had the Estate Lord blocked, but what about the others?

Dozens of Radiant Stage cultivators and Profound Heaven experts shot for Huangpu Fenglei. Regent Estate’s twenty plus Venerables were even faster.

Anyone would panic when their boss’ life was on the line.

Zhuo Fan moved seeing the crowd and Huangpu Tianyuan stepped in to block him.

Zhuo Fan chuckled, not minding it in the least.

Whoosh~

Others would handle the Radiant Stage rescue party, not to worry. The power couple and the Four Scheming Demons, with a few Radiant Stage experts from their three allies, moved in.

While You Wanshan’s team of Profound Heaven experts was facing Grandmother’s team.

It was Zhuo Fan’s plan and his order. No one was to interfere in Elder Li’s fight.

Leng Wuchang took in the new battlefield and sighed, “No matter the outcome of today’s battle, High Venerable’s life is forfeit.”

Li Jingtian arrived at last upon his target, the black aura having reached its peak.

Huangpu Fenglei paled. With the rescue team up a creek, he was left to fend for himself. Shouting, he shone golden once more, roaring, “Li Jingtian, don’t test me or I’ll fight you to the death!”

“Ha-ha-ha, just what I want!” Li Jingtian turned into a black dragon as it went head first.

Boom!

Black and golden glows clashed, shaking the world around them and turning many heads.

As the dust settled and smoke rose, the bloody figures became visible.

Li Jingtian was soaked in blood, his chest was caved in, vessels had burst and bones were snapped. His eyes however, held that look of joy, of pride.

Huangpu Fenglei was as pale as a sheet of paper, his pupils dilated and half of his body laid shattered, with vague signs of life.

Half of his face shuddered, expressing a contorted and grisly image of unbelievable despair.

He ran unchecked over Tianyu for a hundred years and never conceived it humanly possible for the day to come when he’d lose in such a wretched and nasty way.

“Li Jingtian, we have no hatred. Why must you be so obsessed with my death?” Words slipped out of Huangpu Fenglei’s stiff face.

Coughing from the pain in his chest, Li Jingtian’s smile never left him, “Huangpu Fenglei, today you lost to me in three moves. In your blind arrogance, you once said to me that I was of poor talent, only worthy to be behind you. You were strong then, shaking me to the core as I looked up to you as my role model.

“But thirty years passed while I trained Imperial Tyrant Body Art to the 7th stage only to have my cultivation cut short by your refusal. Saying that I’m not worthy to pursue the complete art! When I argued, you beat me up in one strike. Then you said that I’ve reached my limit, and no matter which cultivation method I train in, it’d all be wasted on me and I’m not fit to follow you.

“Ever since that day I’ve only been a mere guest Venerable, an outsider to your Venerable circle. And seeing those nondescript Regent Estate Venerables training in the full cultivation method, I could never accept this. Even more so when you said that I have reached my limit. I never cared for being an outsider at all. From then on, you have always been my rival and I vowed to myself to defeat you one day. That day has come, ha-ha-ha…”