Chapter 40: Du Shougao (1/2)

Chapter 40 : Du Shou Gao

The Pinnacle Fate Ending Palace was a fearful location that only existed in the legends. Very few cultivators knew the existence of this place.

And in the whole world, those who truly knew the Pinnacle Fate Ending Palace were even less.

This was why it was considered an evil existence in the legends, only existing in the legends, but it was indeed a real place.

The Pinnacle Fate Ending Palace was humble at times, and arrogant during others. When it was keeping a low profile, there wouldn’t be an assassin coming out for ten years; however, when it was arrogant, a god of death would cometh.

The amount of assassins inside the Pinnacle Fate Ending Palace, this was a matter no one knew the answer to!

However, as long as it was an assassin from the Pinnacle Fate Ending Palace, each of them was an outstanding talent of a whole generation. This person would definitely shake an entire era.

This impoverished assassin from the Pinnacle Fate Ending Palace was not older than twenty, yet his cultivation was powerful enough to slay a predecessor cultivator.

“Boom boom!”

Above the Hidden Dragon Courtyard were ferocious winds and scattering clouds. The five shadow images of the Qilin flew in the air, carrying a heaven destroying aura. Its aftermath alone was enough to grind the three ancient rooftops, next to the pavilion, into dust.

An elder wearing a white robe with a cauldron in his hand was ready to grind the mountains into dust at any moment. His gaze swept the four spheres and eight directions; each of his circles of power and chilling energy turned into tornados in the shape of dragons.

The combination of the three elders together felt like three gods descending from the heavens, oppressing the juniors of the Feng family, and giving them a hard time to even breathe.

The impoverished youth, on the other hand, was still poised even when he was facing the three elders at the same time. His qi image became even more densely concentrated.

A resplendent star revolved around the peak of his head, and the three hundred and sixty celestials in constant rotation carried the laws of the heavens and devoured boundless killing intents.

“He wants to unleash his sword!”

Feng Fei Yun stared intensely at the hand of the youth; this was the hand of a dangerous assassin.

“How do you know?”

Feng Jian Xue expressed her disbelief. If she couldn’t clearly see the shadows of the four men, then Feng Fei Yun definitely shouldn’t be able to either.

“Phoosh!”

Jian Xue had just finished her words, and a sword broke free from the fabric of space. Next there was a loud scream, and a rain of blood fell to the ground.

“Bam!”

The elder that was moving his shadows was skewered by the sword in the middle of his forehead. There was a hole as small as a finger. Blood, along with a white matter, dripped out from there.

Another elder has died by his hands!

“This impoverished youth is definitely the devil; killing another person of the elder rank with just one blow.”

A child from the Feng family was lying limp on the floor; it was as if he lost all strength in his entire body.

The others were not much better. All of their foreheads were tingling; they felt like the end of the world was approaching, and it was driving them crazy.

The impoverished youth unleashed his sword one more time, and a frightening rainbow shattered through space. The blade was swift, but a different elder used his cauldron to block it, resulting in a loud sound.

“Bang bang!”

The smile which had not disappeared from the elder’s face became frozen. It turned out that the steel sword had shattered the cauldron and pierced his heart in one blow.

A second elder has lost his life!

At this moment, the killing intent from the impoverished youth became increasingly strong like the sun during the middle of noon; he produced an unparalleled brilliance.

The last elder, the person with the most powerful cultivation, revealed a frightened look on his face. He gathered his strength, showing a peerless momentum, and he released a five colored god palm that slowly transformed into Five Bull’s of power!

“Whew!”

A flash of sword energy swept the sky, rending the Five Bull’s of power into blue smoke.

The head of an old man flew upward and fell a few hundred zhang away, turning into pieces of flesh.

“Rustling!”

A cold heavy wind blew to the front of the Hidden Dragon Courtyard that was already solemn, making it become even gloomier.

A pungent smell of blood hovered around everyone’s senses. As far as the eye can see, this could only be the scene of an Asura at work.[1]

The impoverished youth stood proudly in the middle of the blood and corpses with his outfit bathed in blood stains; blood dripped down from his seven or eight wounds.

He was still gripping his sword tightly, just like a god of death!

The four elders of the Hidden Dragon Courtyard had all died in his hands, each to just one fatal move.

Feng Jian Xue seemed nauseous and pale from terror. When the gaze of the impoverished youth dawned on her, she couldn’t help but take two steps back.

This was an instinctive reaction to fear!

The impoverished youth coldly said.

“I thought she wasn’t your wife!”

Feng Fei Yun quickly blocked in front of Feng Jian Xue, and he said loudly:

“What are you looking at, she also definitely isn’t your wife!”