436: I'm not happy with you, it's that simple

A world-shaking, scalp-numbing kick.

It nearly destroyed the entire Anxi Town!

The ground beneath his feet was still shaking, and Fu Jian stood alone at the edge of the basin, which had been scooped out by the violent shockwave, disheveled, bloodied, and with a face like a vengeful ghost.

He looked disheveled, but had only sustained minor injuries.

However, the surging Qi waves and flames in his line of sight, and the gigantic, seemingly endless basin that appeared, chilled his blood, sending shivers of cold Qi from his body to his heart, straight to his hair.

Meanwhile, some of the other Military personnel who were also observing the battle were not as lucky as Fu Jian; the terrifying impact of this wave was the last straw, their bodies swayed, and besides barely standing, they had no other strength left, so much so that an Living Dead walking up to them could bite these individuals to death.

At this moment, Fu Jian laboriously raised his head to gaze at the figure whose robes fluttered in the sky, a powerful individual from the Apocalypse Sect, and a feeling of extreme reverence, or rather, fear, arose in his heart!

One must know, Grey Wing’s Blood Emperor Dharma Form was not only bizarre and powerful, but also capable of self-replenishment and repair; if it couldn't be completely destroyed in one blow, it was almost immortal and indestructible.

Yet, the 'Qi Chuanyu' in the high sky, with a sky-piercing giant foot purely condensed from True Qi starlight, stomped down, and the formidable, arrogant Grey Wing leader couldn't even resist for a single breath; the immense Dharma Form condensed from his heart and blood directly exploded and disintegrated. What kind of power and might was this?

“Pain, pain, pain, such pain…”

No sooner had he spoken.

The red water, which had just begun to recede, surged back in the blink of an eye, layering, spreading, expanding…

In an instant, it had transformed into an endless crimson ocean, and the pungent smell of blood rose to the sky, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate.

Everywhere in sight was scarlet, with nothing else.

The blood tide surged, yet there was no sense of the vastness and grandeur of a boundless ocean.

Instead, it was incredibly thick and viscous, like a giant internal organ wriggling.

It was both terrifying and disgusting.

Blood waves rose like mountains, and the sound they made was not the roaring of tides, but an endless wailing of ghosts!

Shen Bei slowly turned his head; as expected, Sun Wu was indeed not dead!

“You motherfucker…!!!!”

Sun Wu’s sinister and evil voice slowly drifted in the wind. In everyone’s distant and blurry vision, amidst the sea of blood, Sun Wu’s incomplete body slowly rose from the crimson ocean.

His head, limbs, and torso were clearly broken and disintegrated, yet they were forcibly connected by streaks of blood-colored light. One could even clearly see the wriggling internal organs within his body; injuries that should have been fatal had no effect on Sun Wu.

His mouth was still opening and closing, emitting a hoarse hiss like a venomous snake:

“We had no grievances in the past, no enmity recently. I clearly never offended a powerful individual like you…”

Shen Bei remained silent, watching indifferently as the blood tide spread in the center of the deep valley basin and Sun Wu, who had inexplicably risen from the dead, with no intention of replying.

Seeing that Shen Bei ignored him, Sun Wu sneered: “Forget it, it doesn’t matter. In my territory, do you think you’ve already won?!”

Sun Wu let out a deafening, wild laugh, then suddenly swung his palms, plunging them deep into the ground, to an unknown depth. The endless blood-light ocean also poured into the ground without reservation.

Buzz!

The ground within a radius of a li suddenly began to tremble rapidly, as if some malevolent entity suppressed beneath the surface was about to break free. Waves of dangerous Qi permeated the surroundings, and large currents of crimson tide rose from the ground, like underground springs gushing directly from the cracks in the soil. In the blink of an eye, it had submerged hundreds to thousands of square meters, stirring up blood-colored waves several zhang high on the ground!

These crimson waves appeared both real and illusory; although not formed from actual flowing water, they emitted a surging sound like mountains roaring and seas raging. Several hundred-meter-high wave crests crashed into each other, stirring up wisps of dreamlike, blood-colored mist that steamed upwards.

This was a massive amount of Abyssal Evil Qi directly guided out by Sun Wu using a secret technique, creating this blood pool ocean on the basin!

In the blood pool, a deep, bottomless fissure, seemingly leading to the Hell abyss, cracked open. Pale Living Dead, surging like a tide, wailed and roared as they poured out, devouring air, light, life, and everything in their path.

Endless vengeful spirits from the Hell catastrophe era broke through the sea of blood, and wildly surging blood-light rose, spiraling upwards, intertwining and entangling like mating dragons, instantly transforming into a winding Blood Dragon!

The Blood Dragon’s entire body glowed with a desperate light capable of withering all things. Its scales were imprinted with thousands upon thousands of grotesque ghost faces.

They were all wailing, howling vengeful spirits, congregating into a torrent, ceaselessly surging and colliding, emitting terrifying, hair-raising screeches.

This colossal Blood Dragon seemed to ignite and transform various emotions of unwillingness, resentment, and despair, mixed with Sun Wu’s mad, unrestrained laughter.

The Blood Dragon, with its massive body over three hundred meters long, stood between heaven and earth, raging and surging in the blood sea tide, manipulating winds and waves. As the Dragon coiled and twisted, the sound of its scales rubbing against each other was like the clashing of metal, carrying the scent of metal weapons, as if each piece of its blood-glowing, jagged scales was an exceptionally sharp Divine Weapon!

This move was Sun Wu's method of drawing out the malevolent Qi that had been hidden in the abyss for countless years. If this move were used on ancient battlefields where countless people had died, the destructive power of Evil Qi accumulated from millions of deaths, once unleashed, could even kill a Nine-Rank Martial Artist in a single strike!

Shen Bei’s merciless, contemptuous stomp had pushed the ferocity and brutality in Sun Wu’s heart to its limit, and at this moment, he completely unleashed his ultimate, hidden technique!

The Blood Dragon’s massive body spanned across the heavens and earth. Its coiling body emitted muffled explosions, creating a blood-colored tornado dozens of zhang wide around it, darkening the entire world.

Amidst a series of deafening, wild laughs, Sun Wu stepped on the blood-light, as if climbing a heavenly ladder, reaching the beast-like part of the crimson Dragon. A blood-colored aura, like burning flames, erupted from his entire body, revealing an overwhelming, fierce, and domineering might!

“But I’m truly curious…”

Sun Wu’s cold gaze fixed on Shen Bei’s face, his smile evil and cruel:

“A Martial Artist of your Realm should focus on cultivation. Why meddle in others’ affairs? Is it pity for the dead ants, for human morality, law, and justice? You and I have endured countless hardships to reach this stage of cultivation; fighting each other for some ants is unwise! I can let bygones be bygones; you go your way, and I’ll cross my single-plank bridge. How about that?”

A Martial Artist who can cultivate to the profound Seventh Realm naturally understands human nature and worldly affairs; matters that shouldn't be interfered with should be avoided as much as possible.

One should focus solely on striving towards the Divine Grade of Martial God.

The secular morality and laws can no longer restrain such powerful individuals. The two had no grievances or enmity. Although Sun Wu suffered significant losses, he was unwilling to fight to the death. At this moment, he had revealed his strongest means, and he believed that 'Qi Chuanyu' should assess the situation.

Sun Wu’s suggestion was merely a delaying tactic. His Ancient Emperor Dharma Body had just been formed and was far from its strongest state. As long as he could accumulate endless human heart and blood Qi in Anxi Town, reaching tens of millions, even a Martial God would tremble before his fierce might.

And now, fighting to the death with this mysterious powerful individual was not in his best interest.

“Pity, morality, justice? It’s not that complicated.”

Above the Void Realm, Shen Bei finally spoke. His voice came from the Ninth Heaven, each word like thunder rolling across the sky, shaking the Void Realm. Rings of visible sound waves forced away the clouds in the sky, clearing a one-li diameter of pristine sky.

“I just don’t like you.”

Sun Wu: !!!