Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

Chapter 1268 - North Thearch, Dead!

Chapter 1268: North Thearch, Dead!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Young Lord!”

The Xuan Thearch had been severely injured, and he had been on the brink of death many times. However, he refused to use his last remaining bit of heavenly powers. At this moment, he saw the crazed look in Jiang Yi’s eyes as he sent a voice transmission: “Lady Piaopiao had left me a little bit of heavenly powers. This is the immortal essence of a True God; use it to kill Xing Mo!”

Buzz!

The Xuan Thearch’s chest lit up as a golden beam shot forth from his body and entered Jiang Yi’s chest. Jiang Yi’s Fire Dragon Sword flashed as he roared, “All to scram!”

Three fire dragons wailed forward and blew a few zombies’ black armor into pieces and sent them flying. Jiang Yi’s essence force trembled as his body flew forward like a sharp sword.

Clang-clang!

The Saint Emperor and Jiang Xiaonu heard Jiang Yi’s voice transmission and responded. Jiang Xiaonu’s claws danced as she swiped at two zombies, creating a piercing sound of metal being scrapped. The two zombies became rotten flesh and were sent flying.

Boom!

The Saint Emperor was even more ferocious as he basically ignored the zombies’ attacks and, with his two huge fists, sent one zombie flying like a gunny sack. The Saint Emperor and Jiang Xiaonu were like two bodyguards as they blocked the zombies coming towards Jiang Yi’s left and right and escorted Jiang Yi to break through the encirclement.

The Buddha Thearch and others also cooperated as they attacked furiously to stop the zombies heading towards the trio. They did not think that Jiang Yi could kill Xing Mo. However, as the Buddha Thearch and the Saint Empress were both heavily injured now, Jiang Yi—with his divine artifacts—was their only hope!

“Keke!”

Xing Mo looked as the unstoppable Jiang Yi came speeding forward as he looked at the North Thearch and said, “Wu Shang, go and play with this lad.”

“Alright!”

Wu Shang grabbed his divine artifact saber as he readied himself, and as the Heaven Fate Ship shook, he rushed forward like a crazed dragon. His saber swerved in the air as he hacked at Jiang Yi.

Tsk! Tsk!

A huge arc of saber light surged from the skies; it seemed to cut the skies into half. Its speed was so fast; Jiang Yi had only managed to send the two zombies in front of him flying, and that saber light was already reaching him.

“Thousand Thearch Shield!”

Jiang Yi roared as a small black-gold shield appeared and swiftly enlarged, finally becoming a tortoise shell-like shield and planted itself in front of Jiang Yi. That frightening saber light struck on the Thousand Thearch Shield.

Boom!

An ear-piercing sound reverberated as a terrifying wave sent a few zombies nearby flying. However, the Thousand Thearch Shield had merely trembled slightly; it was not sent flying. This Thousand Thearch Shield’s defensive ability was shocking, to say the least.

Swish!

Jiang Yi positioned the divine artifact shield in front of him as he continued his advance. He swiftly closed the gap between himself and Wu Shang as the latter waved his divine artifact long saber and continuously hacked at Jiang Yi. Within seconds, Wu Shang had hacked almost a few hundred times.

“Spatial Shackles!”

After Jiang Yi had neared ten thousand feet, Wu Shang stopped his attacks as he suddenly released his nine-star dao pattern. A streak of black light appeared from his body and reached the front of the Thousand Thearch Shield. A huge black hole formed from the spatial zone as Jiang Yi and the Thousand Thearch Shield were imprisoned.

“Tu Xian, you guys should go and play as well; kill this lad.”

Xing Mo gestured as the Sword Thearch and Beast Thearch flew forward. They went behind the Thousand Thearch Shield and appeared on both sides of Jiang Yi. They simultaneously used their own dao pattern attacks as a stream of light and a huge fist struck on Jiang Yi.

“Young Master!””Young Lord!”

Jiang Xiaonu and Saint Emperor shouted. However, Xing Mengwan had already quietly diverted a dozen-odd black-armored zombies to surround the two. The duo could find no way out to reach Jiang Yi; the zombies’ defensive ability was too strong. They would fly back immediately after being knocked backward. Based on the duo’s attacking strength, it was almost impossible for them to destroy all the zombies in a short time.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Sword Thearch and Beast Thearch kept on attacking Jiang Yi as the North Thearch continued to activate his Spatial Shackles. Jiang Yi was immobilized and could only try his best to endure the eight-star attacks from the two Thearchs.

Fortunately, the Mystic Divine Armor was a divine artifact; it was—more or less—indestructible. Furthermore, Jiang Yi’s body had been strengthened from the blood essence of ten saint beasts and by Yi Chan’s lightning bolt true essence; his body was incredibly strong and only weaker than the Saint Emperor’s. Hence, the two Thearch’s attacks were not very effective.

Jiang Yi would not succumb to them. The problem was... as time passed, the Buddha Thearch and others were not going to be able to hold out for long.

The Buddha Emperor, Yin Emperor, Night Emperor, and others were all severely wounded while the Night Empress was covered with blood. The Yin Thearch’s chest was still bleeding while more than fifteen of the sixty chieftains were already dead. More than half of all the Demigods from the clans had already perished as well.

The battle beneath them was even more intense. The corrosive effects of corpse aura over an extended period were too much for many martial artists to handle. After their divine shields were broken apart by the corrosive elements, their bodies had been enveloped by the corpse aura; and their fighting strength was greatly reduced. Many were ultimately buried by the zombie soldiers and zombie beasts. At this time, more than half the twenty million strong alliance army had already died.

Should I use the heavenly powers?

Jiang Yi’s eyes shifted. He could feel the power of the heavenly powers that the Xuan Thearch had passed to him. Once he activated it, he could probably use it to break free from the Spatial Shackles. However, if he used it now and faced Xing Mo subsequently, what then?

This old fiend’s soul spirit had already transformed into a divine soul; it was at the True God level. Jiang Yi had been lucky the previous time with the Saint Emperor’s intervention; he would not be so lucky this time. Furthermore, seeing how calm Xing Mo was, he definitely was confident in dealing with Jiang Yi!

Ding-dong, dang-dang~

At this time, a voice rang out from away. That voice seemed to have come from the Netherworld Realm and could steal one’s soul spirit. This voice was also very peculiar; all those beneath—on the ground—could not hear it. Only Jiang Yi, the Beast Thearch, the Sword Thearch, and the North Thearch could hear it. It was as if a wisp of fresh air floating by; it was only directed at the four of them.

“Divine Voice Heaven Skill!”

Jiang Yi’s heart trembled. His own Divine Sound Heaven Skill had reached the second stage; he was better at resisting the Divine Sound Heaven Skill and so had cleared his mind in an instant. His gaze looked towards the west as unexpectedly—on a mountain peak in that direction, he saw an elder playing his guqin with his eyes closed.

“Sonar Thearch!”

The Sonar Thearch had finally revealed himself. His soul-crushing piece had immobilized the North Thearch, the Sword Thearch, and the Beast Thearch. The Sonar Thearch looked very peaceful as he sat cross-legged on that snow mountain alone; he was as relaxed as he was by the lake in the divine sonar mystic realm.

“You must be tired of living!”

Xing Mo realized that something was wrong as he looked up at Xing Mengwan. Xing Mengwan shouted, “Lay the formation!”

Forty-nine Demigods quickly moved and positioned themselves behind Xing Mengwan and formed a sharp sword formation. Xing Mengwan’s hands lit up a white glow as she shot it furiously to the west. A huge seven-colored palm formed above the Sonar Thearch and struck down!

“Sonar Thearch!”

Xing Mengwan and company’s movement had been extremely fast. They had already formed up the moment the Sonar Thearch had appeared. When Jiang Yi’s gaze had turned to the Sonar Thearch, the spatial zone above his forehead had already started to tremble as a huge palm appeared. However, the Sonar Thearch did not seem to have realized that; he was still engrossed in his playing.

“What are you waiting for? Do you want me to die without peace?”

A faint voice transmission traveled as Jiang Yi was shaken awake. He roared loudly as his Fire Dragon Sword lit up with a light that traveled fifty kilometers as he furiously hacked at the immobilized Wu Shang. At the same time, he released ten Astral Wind Blades that swerved towards the North Thearch as well.

“En?”

At the last moment, Wu Shang’s eyes lit up; he had managed to wake up. However, the Sonar Thearch’s eyes widened as he revealed his eyes without the eyeballs. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood as his hands crazily danced on the guqin. Thirteen strings on it all snapped as Wu Shang’s eyes once again became dazed.

Boom! Boom!

Almost simultaneously, Wu Shang’s body was hit by the three fire dragons and the astral winds while the Sonar Thearch’s body was struck by the huge seven-colored hand. On this side, Wu Shang’s body exploded into blood mist while the mountain on the other side was completely flattened.

North Thearch, dead!