Chapter 401: Enlightened Being (1/2)

Chapter 401: Enlightened Being

More than ten thousand Feng members applauded in a furor, having witnessed the true power of the Grand Gale Art. No one could calm their boiling blood. Wouldn’t it be nice if they could reach this level one day? They could rampage across the world without anyone capable of stopping them.

The cultivators from the Seventh Hall were speechless, including the ten supreme elders, the four Giants, and the remaining Vice Lord. It was impossible to describe their feeling with words. They have met an impenetrable wall, there was no chance for victory.

The ones who wanted to take advantage of the situation felt something was wrong. For example, the Qin Clan Master, the Giant from First Heaven, Violetcloud Sect Master, Yue Chongzi from the Grand Development Gate; they all wanted to leave.

“Boom!” An expanse of water ran across the sky like a river. A middle-aged man wearing a black-dragon robe with a crest led a group of old men closer.

This was the Seventh Hall Lord.

This was his first time showing himself to the public. Only a formidable character would be capable of becoming a heretical Hall Lord.

All the heretical cultivators prostrated to greet him, including the Giants and supreme elders, as if they were meeting a king.

The strong rules with strict hierarchy in the heretical faction. A Hall Lord was a supreme existence so all the other cultivators needed to kneel.

“Seventh Hall, heed my order. Everyone, follow my lead!” The members followed his command. Waves of evil energy soared to the sky and turned into an expense of billowing black clouds. Where they went, the cultivators nearby were annihilated by their aura. Their flesh exploded instantly.

The Hall Lord, Vice Lord, four Giants, and the supreme elders led the unit to kill Feng Chi.

Feng Chi stood there proudly with his armor as white as snow. His expression was one of loneliness like a broken-hearted man standing in winter.

It has been many years since the last magnificent scene of this level. Many Giants were fighting at the same time. Just the murderous bloodthirst alone could be sensed thousands of miles away.

Half of the sky turned dark to the dismay of the crowd.

Suddenly, an ominous and ancient voice whispered into everyone’s ears: “From today henceforth, the Senluo Temple shall only have nine halls.”

“Thump.” The first clan master standing next to Feiyun took a step forward and soared into the sky. His hair became black and grew more than ten meters long. His eyes were fierce; just his evil energy alone was denser than all of the experts from the Seventh Hall combined.

Imagine this scene, a great sun in the sky overshadowing all the stars nearby.

People still couldn’t tell who he was but he had already taken action. He unleashed a single palm with a hint of softness and unquestionable authority. It had the power to change the landscape of the world.

This ultimate palm strike descended from above and blew all the heretical experts flying.

“Pluff! Pluff! Pluff!” The sixteen supreme elders of the half-step Giant level were instantly disintegrated. They couldn’t even scream in time.

The four Giants were torn to pieces from the power of the palm. Their blood began to burn the air so they became balls of fire slamming into the ground, a truly calamitous scene.

The Vice Lord also faced death. His flesh turned into bloody grains from the impact. Only his bones remained, as shiny as white jade. It fell into the ground and issued some clicking noises.

Only the Seventh Lord survived but he was filled with holes. Many parts of his body have been blown away by the wind and required immediate mending.

Feng Mo hovered in the sky with black clouds increasingly gathering above his head. His bloodthirst truly made the world tremble. So many people uncontrollably dropped to the ground.

His aura was simply too powerful, just like an invincible Godfiend.

The sun disappeared and replaced by the moon. The stars started to move as a nefarious image appeared in the sky.

A gigantic full moon floated above Feng Mo with stars rotating around it.

“This is a change of the sun and moon, a distortion of the stars.” Feng Feiyun stared at the nefarious image.

The last time when an image like this appeared was the emergence of the Evil Woman. One must go back more than six thousand years for the one before that, during the night before the formation of the Jin Dynasty.

This type of celestial image would only show up when a great saint or devil came out.