Chapter 783: A Jab in the Gut
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Dammit!” Those people were all alerted, yet the speed at which that hand moved was so frightening that it seemed to have caught all of them in an instant.
They were all instantly reduced to a bloody mist.
Only Wang Changchun managed to fly further away and evade the massive blood-colored beast’s attack, but that huge hand that appeared all of a sudden had almost frightened him to death nonetheless.
He saw someone standing completely still below through his peripheral vision.
That man was none other than Feng Qingming, the man that the whole world was looking for.
He was so frightened that he almost passed out right there and then. Only then did he realize how naïve he had been before, thinking that he would’ve been safe so long as he was just ratting out Feng Qingming’s whereabouts instead of doing anything to attack him.
He knew that he had been too confident in his own powers.
He thought that Feng Qingming was not much of a big deal. It was only after the man attacked that he finally learned of the huge gap between their powers.
The difference between them was like that between Heaven and Earth. Feng Qingming was several orders of magnitude above his.
Feng Qingming simply gave Wang Changchun a cold glare before shooting out that massive bloody hand again. The hand came down on him like a massive net, blocking away all of his escape routes.
All he could think of at that moment was, ‘Dammit, I can’t do much more for now!’
He even sensed that his surroundings had been placed under complete lockdown, preventing him from moving at all.
A blast of sword aura tore through space in the nick of time, hitting that massive hand in an instant and tearing it apart right away.
Wang Changchun panted hard, feeling so proud of himself for being able to escape death just in time.
He had never felt so grateful to just be alive. He had never felt this way before.
He focused and saw a man who looked like he was in his late teens. His chiseled features and bluish-white robe made that man look like some kind of demigod.
Upon suddenly remembering who that man was, he began to wonder if that man was truly the sacred one who was known to have torn through the ranks of the Divine Blood Church single-handedly.
No wonder he was able to save me from the clutches of Feng Qingming.
Lu Xuan stood with his hand behind his back, looking down at Feng Qingming as he said, “I’ve finally found you, Feng Qingming.”
Feng Qingming looked at Lu Xuan in the air with a look of disgust. Murderous intent was seen in his eyes as well, for he should have been the one to look down on others from above like Lu Xuan was doing.
As the supreme god ruling from the shadows, it had always been him who had behaved so condescendingly and dismissively against others. Now, however, someone else was doing it to him instead.
“So, you’re that grown-up sacred one then?” Feng Qingming rose to the air right away. “I don’t like the look in your eyes. I’ll make sure to gouge them out later.”
Lu Xuan wore a faint smile and casually said, “What’s that? Are you jealous because I’m better-looking than you? Well, you’re never gonna be as good-looking as I am, but I’ll still make sure that you look like that when you die.”
Feng Qingming felt rather irked by what Lu Xuan just said. It was as if he just took a jab in the gut.
Based on how the situation currently looked, there was no way that they were at the same level. Lu Xuan looked like a demigod, while Feng Qingming was looking rather haggard in comparison.
It was apparent that he was so busy hiding from the forces of the Immemorial Path the whole time recently, which meant that he had no time to waste on his looks. Now, Lu Xuan was using just that against him.
Feng Qingming coldly said, “Well, don’t you have a big mouth?”
It was clear that he resented Lu Xuan and had lost all that composure he had when he first made his appearance.
“I’ll make sure to break every single bone in your body and drain them of their marrow. I’d see if you could still laugh by then.”
A tinge of greed was seen in Feng Qingming’s eyes as he looked at Lu Xuan, who obviously saw the other man like meat on a chopping board.
He wondered just how many years he would get if he were to drain all of that grown-up sacred one’s lifeforce.
Feng Qingming continued with a cold tone, “You’ll regret not kneeling before a living god!”
Lu Xuan chuckled, “Living god? Man, you’re nothing but a mere rat in the sewers. You’re too much of a coward to even show you face, you know that?”
Feng Qingming wasn’t powerful enough during his early years of villainy. He dared not do anything out in the open when the first several generations of sacred ones were still in power. Lu Xuan didn’t know if that man had done anything in the shadows, but he could still tell that Feng Qingming failed.
Lu Xuan wore a rather snarky expression as he said, “10,000 years is enough time for even a pig to ascend, yet you still are at Three Flowers at One’s Prominence. You dare to call yourself a living god?”
Feng Qingming’s expression was a mix of anger and frustration. Lu Xuan had indeed poked him at where it hurt. However, having his path forward severed and unable to learn the way of consolidating the flowers from the sacred ancestor meant that he was stuck where he currently was.
Hahahahhahaha!
Feng Qingming suddenly burst out laughing. His laughter was frenzied and cold, with his aura seemingly suggesting that everything and everyone was beneath him.
He had been lurking in the shadows watching for over 10,000 years, after all.
The Spirit Flower, the Auric Flower, and the Essence Flower were conjured right above his head in rapid succession.
That was what enabled him to reign supreme in the world. Xuanyangzi had been able to conjure a Spirit Flower, yet the latter had been able to conjure only one. He, on the other hand, was actually able to conjure all three per the move’s namesake.
Lu Xuan narrowed his gaze. That was the first person he met after his reincarnation who was capable of conjuring all three flowers.
He knew that the man was probably the most powerful person on the Holy Sun Continent.
A terrifying aura washed all over the place like a hurricane, with sonic booms ringing out continuously.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The explosions sounded like grenades going off as the sky changed.
The phenomenon was so shocking that one could have seen it from over 100 kilometers away.
“What is that?”
Many looked up at that phenomenon in the sky and their expressions all changed.
“That… Those are the Three Flowers at One’s Prominence! It’s Feng Qingming!”
Xuanyangzi was able to sense the aura of Three Flowers at One’s Prominence right away. That signature aura seemed so familiar that he knew that it had to be Feng Qingming.
The fighters from the Immemorial Path at his side at the moment all wore shocked looks on their faces. They were able to sense a terrifying, insuppressible power raging in the air.
Did that mean that the Three Flowers at One’s Prominence reigned supreme?
He knew that only another party wielding those three flowers would be able to fight someone like that.
To make matters worse, being able to conjure the three flowers was just the beginning of their troubles.
They all immediately remembered when Feng Qingming had been able to take them all down single-handedly.