337: Chapter 337 Extremely Evil, The Body of Ten Thousand Evils (Part 3)

Whoosh...

It was incredibly fast. The massive meteor seemed to have locked onto them, leaving them unable to move!

"Defend, quickly!"

Zong Yan roared, and the guards behind him shouted in deep voices, channeling all their Fighting Qi to withstand the immense pressure.

At the same time, they all raised their swords to strike upward, holding nothing back. In a moment of life and death, who would dare not fight with their lives?

It was utterly frustrating. They had already traveled so far, only to encounter a falling star from the sky, crashing down squarely onto their heads.

How could they be so unlucky?

Everyone attacked. The fall of the meteor caused ripples in space, like a calm lake surface being struck by a ten-thousand-pound boulder.

However, how can human power overcome the heavens?

All the sword qi shattered instantly, failing to hinder it in the slightest!

Boom...

A ball of fire from the sky smashed the valley where Zong Yan was located into a bottomless crater. All hundred Dou Wangs perished; not a single one escaped.

They were all buried beneath the meteor.

On a distant mountain peak, Hun Tiandi was stunned. With his state of mind, he had never encountered such a terrifying scene.

This was too terrifying!

The power of this meteor was too great; the impact upon landing was immense!

Just then, Zong Yan stumbled out from the edge of the giant crater. It was Zong Yan; he had dodged at the very last moment.

He had only been grazed by the meteor, but even so, he was heavily injured.

Looking at the deep crater, Zong Yan had a look of disbelief on his face, his eyes wide, unable to believe this was real.

A falling star, a once-in-a-millennium event, and he had run into it?

Why did this happen? How could he explain this to his father when he returned? That he failed his mission, alarmed the Dragon Tribe, and some were drowned by floods?

And on the way back, they were all crushed to death by a millennial meteor...

Clutching his chest, veins bulging on his forehead, he roared at the sky.

"Damn heavens, you have no honor!" He looked indignant, but after shouting, Zong Yan's eyes were filled with fear, because he saw another meteor falling.

It was heading straight for Zong Yan.

"Damn it!"

Zong Yan was locked on. He tried his best to resist and escape, but the meteor came too fast. In the blink of an eye, it smashed Zong Yan back into the deep crater.

Boom...

Another series of roars erupted. A dozen meteors fell from the sky, crashing directly into the crater where Zong Yan was.

So unlucky!

Too brutal!

Zong Yan's luck was absolutely rock bottom!

Generally speaking, it is impossible for meteors to fall in the same place simultaneously, but for Zong Yan, twenty meteors fell in the exact same spot.

Too bizarre!

How could there be such an unlucky person on the continent? A single one is a once-in-a-millennium event, but this time there were twenty, and in the same place.

It was as if it were a heavenly tribulation, specifically targeting Zong Yan.

Everyone was stunned—Hun Tiandi and his group, as well as the experts in the mid-air in the distance, all witnessed this scene.

They couldn't believe it.

It was too ominous, extremely ominous!

Now the sky was clear and mild, the sunlight gentle, and Hun Tiandi was still in a state of shock.

"Yan Xing, Tu Xingzi, come with me to retrieve the meteors!" After Hun Tiandi finished speaking, silver light flickered beneath his feet, and he dashed toward the crater.

"Your Majesty, it's dangerous!" The two exchanged a glance and immediately called out.

"Dangerous? Even if it is dangerous, we must retrieve them. Meteors are too rare!"

"If we don't take them now, when will we? Are you worried the meteors will fall again?"

Hun Tiandi's figure was like lightning, fearless, and Mei Niang and the others behind him followed immediately.

In the blink of an eye, they reached the crater, and Hun Tiandi did not linger to observe.

His soul power surged out, collecting the meteors. It was extremely fast; in the blink of an eye, all twenty meteors were stored in the Netherworld.

Inside the crater, Zong Yan and his guards had all been smashed into a puddle of mush.

Dou Huang expert? So what if he was a Dou Huang expert? Under the majesty of heaven and earth, he still perished.

Whoosh!

Just as Tu Xingzi reached toward Zong Yan's body, Zong Yan's soul body surged out and shot toward Hun Tiandi.

When Liu Ling wanted to intervene, he was stopped by Hun Tiandi.

With a wave of his sleeve, the ten thousand soul banner appeared, blocking in front of him. Zong Yan's soul body was extremely fast and plunged straight into the ten thousand soul banner.

A Dou Huang-level soul body—an unexpected gain.

Putting away the ten thousand soul banner, Hun Tiandi moved his figure and dashed toward the previous mountain peak.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?"

"To the previous cage!" Hun Tiandi said urgently.

"Yes!" Following that, the group of people disappeared from sight.

After Hun Tiandi and his group disappeared, the experts in the distance finally came to their senses and dashed toward the crater.

The young master of the Tianshui Sect, Zong Yan, really died?

This would likely provoke the fury of the Tianshui Sect's upper echelons. The person was gone? What about the meteors? Because they were cowardly, the meteors had been taken by someone else!

Whoosh...

Hun Tiandi led the group and quickly arrived at the place of the cage, because he wanted to prove something—an extremely ominous thing.

Half a day later, they finally returned to the original place.

A bizarre way to die, an ominous curse!

"Zong Yan, run! You bullied me, and you will face retribution!"

"I curse you—no, I curse you and your guards to be crushed to death by giant rocks—no, to be crushed to death by meteors, never to be reincarnated, and for your bodies and souls to be destroyed!"

The little girl's words from back then were still vivid. In her anger, Tian Xin had cursed Zong Yan. At the time, they thought it was just a child throwing a tantrum and venting.

But within half a day, everything Tian Xin said had come true, as if arranged by fate.

Meteors falling?

Throughout the entire Fighting Qi Continent, who had the ability to arrange for meteors to fall and crush Zong Yan to death?

It was too ominous!

"Is this a curse? It must be a Curse Incantation," Mei Niang said in surprise.

"Oh?" Hun Tiandi asked, surprised.

"No, Tian Xin has no high cultivation at all. Three stages of Dou Zhi Qi is negligible. If she were to cast a Curse Incantation, she would have to endure the power of backlash!"

"The bizarre thing is that it took less than half a day. Even for the legendary Curse Incantation, it shouldn't be this fast. It's too exaggerated!"

Mei Niang pondered.

"Let's go!" Hun Tiandi pondered slightly, then left with the curious group.

A day later, they found a city and went to an inn. Everyone went to rest, and he called Mei Niang into his room.

"Mei Niang, you previously said it was a Curse Incantation, that one can curse a person to death, but one must bear the power of backlash. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the backlash!"

"And it causes immense harm to the caster. But Tian Xin's cultivation is too low; it's nearly impossible!"

Hun Tiandi asked.

"That is correct!" Mei Niang nodded slightly.

"Then are there any other possibilities?" Hun Tiandi frowned.

"There is, but it is only a legend. It is too ominous!" Mei Niang pondered for a moment before speaking.

"I once heard the Supreme Elder of the Snake-people Tribe say that there is a peerless physique on the continent, one that is rarely seen in ten thousand years, called: Body of Ten Thousand Evils!"

Mei Niang recalled, sounding uncertain.

"Body of Ten Thousand Evils?" Upon hearing this, Hun Tiandi's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he asked seriously.

"Ten thousand—it takes at least ten thousand years to appear once. Evil—it means this physique is extremely ominous. The conditions for the birth of this physique are extremely harsh, nearly impossible!"

"It is that the mother who gives birth to her must be a Woman of Nine Lifetimes of Resentment!" Mei Niang said.

"Woman of Nine Lifetimes of Resentment? Ominous?" Hun Tiandi murmured.

In his mind, he quickly recalled the ancient records of the Hun Clan, and was shocked in his heart: "A Woman of Nine Lifetimes of Resentment is someone who has died with monstrous resentment for nine consecutive lifetimes. The resentment of each lifetime is enough to shake the heavens and the earth!"

"The accumulated sinister and resentful energy over nine consecutive lifetimes—one can imagine just how vast that is!"