- Chapter 34 (1/2)

Whitebone Flame, Seized!

Ruler of the Demon World, Moksha Emperor…. This person wanted to kill Old Monster, who in the Yue Country could block him?

Old Monster restoring his cultivation was originally a happy event, and the emergence of this person reversed such a happy occasion to one of extreme grief.

From the giant white bone door, demonic energy seeped out and oppressed the area, flooding out thickly, causing the tens of thousands of Seven Apricot City’s evil cultivators to quiver in prostration on the ground. Some even fell unconscious.

The three commanders and four Clan Patriarchs trembled all the way down to the core of their very soul under the heavy demonic coercion and fell from the sky, laying unconscious on the ground.

Zhihe fainted, Si Wuxie fainted; in the entire Seven Apricot City, only two people could withstand the pressure coming from the Demon World.

One was the heavily injured Old Monster, and the other was Ning Fan.

Ning Fan’s eyes were brewing with the killing intent of an ancient emperor, such that even a peak Void Fragmentation master’s oppressive intimidation could not subdue him.

He stared at the enormous white bone finger. Before his brain could process any thoughts his body had already shot out.

The goal was to block the Old Monster, then sprint towards the white bone finger in the air. If he didn’t save Old Monster, Old Monster would undoubtedly meet his end. He acted not out of kindness or repaying a favor, but simply because did not want Old Monster to die, that was all there was to it.

“So, this is a Void Fragmentation master….”

Ning Fan’s heart and soul shook, he couldn’t take the attack – he had no way to block it. This single finger shrouded over a hundred li. As long as Moksha Emperor desired it, he could destroy the entire Yue Country with one finger!

This was an invincible Void Fragmentation master… Showing such powerful magical power, Ning Fan was as insignificant as an ant. Every struggle was akin to a praying mantis trying to block a car.

Not to mention Ning Fan, in fact, but the millions of cultivators in the entire Rain Immortal World only had a scarce number of people that could block this attack.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind in that split second, and the one thing that stood out was the old scabbard. Whatever means he had now, none of them were useful against a Void Fragmentation master; only the old scabbard held a slim possibility.

Gripping the scabbard in his hands, a sharp edge gleamed in Ning Fan’s eyes.

He got this scabbard from the Dao Fruit Auction, containing a unique sword qi intent that belonged to a woman.

What level of sword intent? Ning Fan wasn’t sure. He decisively crushed the scabbard, using his body as the catalyst to guide the sword intent with the hope that it could block the white bone finger’s attack!

He could not say for sure it would work, but it was worth a try.

However, there was no fear in his heart. Dying while fighting was better than bowing down and accepting fate without attempting any resistance.

“Oh? A measly Harmonious Spirit cultivator dares to block my Void Shattering Finger. Ignorant…” From within the giant door came a disdainful sneer and the voice rumbled like thunder.

However, Ning Fan did not hear these sarcastic words, his entire being was already immersed within the scabbard.

Mind and body blended with the scabbard. Channeling his magical power, Ning Fan crushed the scabbard and a soft melancholy sword intent, just like a young woman’s sigh, attached itself onto Ning Fan’s body.

In that instant, as if injured, Ning Fan’s rib bones snapped, and the breaking traveled to his arm bones. Spitting blood, Ning Fan nearly lost consciousness and fell from the sky. The sword intent spread throughout his body, and Ning Fan’s flesh became a crimson mess as he stood in midair like a man drenched in blood.

His veins were on the verge of breaking and the excruciating pain pierced deep into his soul. But in his eyes, there was a Void Fragmentation level sword intent!

At this point, the Godly King of the Demon World on the other side of the giant door was startled. Never did he imagine Ning Fan could initiate Void Fragmentation level sword intent with his Harmonious Spirit cultivation.

Despite that, Moksha Emperor immediately returned to his cold and aloof expression. With his eyesight, he could see the sword intent did not belong to Ning Fan himself, and instead came from the shattered scabbard, using his own body as the catalyst to forcefully activate it – it only contained a one-time attack.

“Relying on your Harmonious Spirit physical body to bear the power of Void Fragmentation sword intent really surprises this Emperor…..Unfortunately, even if borrowing external power, in this Emperor’s eyes you are still no different than an ant….. You can’t save Han Yuanji! After all, this Emperor’s white bone finger evolved from the ‘ Whitebone Flame’….. ”

Whitebone Flame, one of the twelve terrifying Earth Vein Demonic Flame. It burns a milky white color, in the shape of a white skull.

Moksha Emperor has always been proud of this fact; he believed even a true Void Fragmentation old monster couldn’t take one move from this white bone finger unscathed.

Ning Fan was unaware of all of this, his heart and soul were currently absorbed in the sword intent from the scabbard.

From the moment Ning Fan crushed the scabbard, a woman’s voice sounded between heaven and earth, faint and intermittent as if it came from eons past, left behind during an intense battle.

“Gods and Demons in this Heaven and Earth, all are ants; there is none like my sword in this Heaven and Earth…..”

Within that short sentence, the scene of a woman slaughtering Gods and Demons burst into Ning Fan’s mind! The scabbard shattered into dust the moment this voice sounded; the entire world seemed to turn into one mighty sword intent. The thick demonic qi collapsed when the sword intent slashed down, shattered into smithereens!