255: Chapter 255 A Giant Hand from Another Realm, and the Unparalleled Pure Yang True Fire!

A withered giant hand covered in black scales gripped Su Yang's ankle like an iron pincer.

Rampaging Death Qi surged wildly along the giant hand, attempting to drill into Su Yang's body and instantly assimilate this life-filled Physical Body into a pool of pus.

The remaining fragments of Purple Nether Crystals on the surrounding ground dissipated into wisps of black smoke the moment they touched this Death Qi.

"Master, be careful!"

Su Qingcheng let out a startled cry, her exquisite face instantly covered in frost.

She had just been granted a great fortune by Su Yang and promoted to Ghost King; seeing her master attacked now, the fury in her heart erupted.

Her fiery red bridal gown fluttered without wind, and the longsword in her hand whirled into a sharp sword-flower, transforming into a red lightning bolt that slashed down hard toward the wrist of the withered giant hand.

"Prodigy, you seek death!"

Jiang Yingxue's beautiful eyes also contained malice. Two hundred-meter-long blood-colored water sleeves shot out like venomous snakes from a hole, carrying a sharp sonic boom that tore through the air, instantly wrapping around the five sharp nails of the withered giant hand in an attempt to pull it open by force.

Chu Ling moved the fastest, her ice-blue long dress cutting a trail of afterimages in mid-air.

She directly raised her fair and slender right leg, carrying the extreme cold Origin of the ten thousand year profound ice marrow, and delivered a heavy downward kick aimed straight at the back of the giant hand.

The three peerless beauties attacked simultaneously, their power enough to instantly kill an ordinary Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator.

However.

At the critical moment just as their attacks were about to land.

"All of you, stand back."

Su Yang barked in a low voice. It wasn't loud, but it carried an absolute authority that brooked no question.

The three women's movements froze in unison, and they forcefully pulled back their attacks in mid-air, gracefully landing back at a safe distance.

But their gazes remained fixed on the giant hand in the crack, ready to fight for their lives at any moment.

Su Yang lowered his head and looked at the foul-smelling claw on his ankle, a sneering, mocking smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

"A rat hiding in the gutter dares to stretch out its claw and touch me?"

Before his voice had even faded.

Boom!

An overbearing and peerless golden light erupted from beneath Su Yang's feet!

Pure Yang True Qi instantly transformed into blazing golden flames, spreading directly from his ankle back onto the withered giant hand.

"Sizzle—!"

Like a red-hot iron pressed into thousand-year-old ice, a deafening sound of violent friction erupted in the air.

Thick white steam mixed with a pungent burnt smell instantly filled the entire underground cavern.

Pure Yang True Fire was the absolute nemesis of all sinister and dead things.

The black scales covering the withered giant hand cracked and melted inch by inch under the scorching of the golden flames, like fragile dry grass.

The rampaging Death Qi didn't even have the slightest room to resist, being evaporated completely.

"Roar—!!!"

From deep within the crack of the teleportation array, a shrill and hair-raising scream suddenly rang out.

In pain, the five fingers of the withered giant hand suddenly let go, retracting frantically into the crack like an electric shock.

"Since you've reached out, don't even think about pulling back."

A terrifying golden light flashed in Su Yang's eyes.

He slightly bent his right leg, his heel stomping heavily on the dried-up pool bottom, and he dove down like a cannonball.

A giant golden hand, completely condensed from Pure Yang True Qi, appeared out of thin air and firmly gripped the wrist of the retracting giant hand.

"Get out here for this young master!"

Su Yang let out a thunderous roar. His waist suddenly exerted force, the muscles in his right arm bulged high, and he actually gripped the massive wrist with one hand, forcefully pulling it outward!

Crack, crack, crack!

The spatial crack, originally only a few meters wide, simply couldn't withstand this world-destroying and terrifying force. The edges collapsed and shattered frantically, and the crack was instantly torn and expanded more than tenfold.

Accompanied by a series of earth-shattering booms.

A terrifying creature, dozens of zhang tall and like a small black mountain, was forcefully dragged from the other end of the spatial crack into the underground cavern by Su Yang!

The massive object crashed heavily onto the bottom of the dried-up deep pool, making the entire cavern shake violently, and countless stalactites broke and fell from the ceiling.

Amidst the flying dust, the creature finally revealed its true face.

It was an Ancient Corpse Emperor clad in tattered bronze armor!

Its body was as massive as a mountain, and it was wrapped in several thick, rusty chains.

The bronze face mask was already mostly damaged, revealing a withered and rotting face with two clusters of crimson ghost fire dancing in its eye sockets.

The aura on this thing was rampaging and peerless, even several times stronger than the remnant Soul of the Witch God encountered outside earlier. It had shockingly reached the terrifying Realm of Half-Step Soul Transformation Stage!

"How dare you forcefully drag this Emperor out of the Nine Netherworld! Lowly human, you are seeking your own death!"

The Nine Nether Corpse Emperor let out a sky-shaking roar, the sound waves like a materialized black gale sweeping through the entire cavern.

It struggled to climb up from the ground, pulling at the thick chains on its body, making a clattering sound of death.

Its crimson eyes stared fixedly at Su Yang, who was suspended in mid-air. The Corpse Emperor suddenly stopped roaring and took a deep breath, an undisguisable greed and fanaticism suddenly erupting in its eyes.

"Such pure Yang Qi! A Pure Yang Body?! Hahahaha! This Emperor has been trapped in the Netherworld Abyss for tens of thousands of years. Just as I broke the seal today, I actually encountered such a Heaven-Defying blood food!"

"By devouring you, this Emperor can completely shed this Death Qi and reconstruct an Immortal Realm true body!"

The Nine Nether Corpse Emperor trembled with excitement, its thick arms suddenly waving.

The several rusty chains wrapped around its body seemed to transform into living black venomous pythons, carrying a terrifying might that tore through the Void Realm as they strangled toward Su Yang from all directions.

The chains were imbued with extremely dense Nine Nether Corpse Poison; once contaminated even slightly, even the Soul would be instantly corroded.

"You want to eat me?"

Facing the chains strangling from all directions, Su Yang kept his hands behind his back, a wild and unruly arc curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Old thing who hasn't brushed your teeth for tens of thousands of years, aren't you afraid of shattering your mouthful of rotten teeth?"

Su Yang didn't retreat half a step, and didn't even make a move to dodge.

He just moved his mind, and his Nascent Soul Stage Great Perfection cultivation erupted like a volcano.

Buzz!

A hundred-zhang-tall phantom of a Pure Yang Divine General, completely condensed from golden flames, instantly rose from behind Su Yang.

The Divine General phantom was majestic and awe-inspiring, its eyes wide with fury, like a demon-subduing Heavenly God descending from the Nine Heavens.

The Divine General phantom reached out two sky-covering golden hands and swept them across the sky toward the incoming black chains.

砰砰砰砰!

The deafening sound of metal clashing rang out continuously.

The profound iron chains, claimed to be indestructible and soaked in Nine Netherwater for tens of thousands of years, were directly torn apart like fragile noodles the moment they touched the Pure Yang Divine General's hands!

The broken chains were burned into drops of black molten iron by the golden flames in mid-air, dripping onto the ground and corroding deep pits.

"What?!"

The Nine Nether Corpse Emperor was horrified, a flash of fear appearing in its crimson eyes.

Its proud Lifebound Treasure hadn't even lasted a single round before being destroyed barehanded by this young man!

"With just this bit of ability, you dare to speak big about reconstructing a true body?"

Su Yang snorted coldly and stepped heavily in the Void Realm.

He transformed into a brilliant shooting star, instantly traversing the distance of dozens of zhang and appearing directly in front of the Nine Nether Corpse Emperor's massive face.

Su Yang raised his right fist, golden light flaring on the fist like a miniature sun.

"Get down for this young master!"

A punch was thrown, making even space let out an overburdened wail.

Boom!!!

Carrying a momentum of total destruction, the golden iron fist smashed heavily onto the Nine Nether Corpse Emperor's tattered bronze face mask.

The incredibly hard bronze face mask instantly shattered into pieces, shooting out in all directions.

The terrifying force of the punch penetrated through the body, directly smashing a horrific, transparent hole through the Corpse Emperor's massive head!

The massive body was as if struck by lightning; its knees buckled, and it knelt heavily in front of Su Yang, smashing the rocks on the ground to pieces.

"Roar..."

A pained, leaking hiss came from the Nine Nether Corpse Emperor's throat, and its massive body collapsed.

An instant kill!

The power of a single punch was overbearing to such an extent!

Standing behind and watching the battle, the three peerless beauties had brilliant colors flashing in their eyes, filled with deep admiration and infatuation.

This was the man they followed to the death; no matter what kind of terrifying ancient creature he faced, he always maintained an invincible posture of being calm and composed, suppressing them with a flip of his hand.

"Master is mighty!"

Su Qingcheng's face was flushed with excitement, and her red dress fluttered like fire as she stepped forward, her pair of snowy-white and slender legs stepping on the rubble on the ground.

She didn't even look at the corpse on the ground; her eyes were filled only with Su Yang's towering back.

Su Yang withdrew his fist and glanced at the massive remains lying on the ground.

The headless Nine Nether Corpse Emperor wasn't completely dead; the massive Death Qi inside was still surging frantically, attempting to repair its broken body.

"Its vitality is quite tenacious."

Su Yang flicked his finger.

A wisp of Pure Yang True Fire the size of a fingernail floated down, landing precisely on the Corpse Emperor's remains.

Whoosh—!

A tiny spark instantly started a prairie fire.

The massive Corpse Emperor remains were like dry wood soaked in gasoline, completely engulfed by golden flames in the blink of an eye.

The shrill screams echoed in the flames for only a few seconds before falling into absolute silence.

A breeze blew past.

The dozens of zhang tall Corpse Emperor was burned clean, leaving not even a trace of ash.

In its place remained only a fist-sized, jet-black, and shiny bead radiating extremely pure and cold spiritual power.

"Ding! Detected a top-tier Soul-nourishing treasure—[Nine Nether Corpse Emperor Bead]!"

Su Yang reached out, and the bead landed steadily in his palm. It was ice-cold to the touch, and its interior seemed to contain a vast sea of blood.

"This is a good thing; it can serve as a snack for you all."

Su Yang turned and casually tossed the Nine Nether Corpse Emperor Bead to Jiang Yingxue, who had been following obediently behind him.

Jiang Yingxue hurriedly caught the bead. Feeling the vast and peerless pure Yin Qi inside, her gentle face was filled with the joy of being overwhelmed by favor.

"Thank you for the reward, Master! Yingxue will definitely serve Master with all her heart and will not fail Master's deep love."

Jiang Yingxue bowed gracefully, the collar of her classical red bridal gown drooping slightly to reveal a large area of eye-catching snowy-white skin, her dignified manner tinged with an undisguisable charm.

Chu Ling stepped forward, her ice-blue eyes looking at the teleportation array crack at the bottom of the dried-up deep pool.

After the Nine Nether Corpse Emperor was forcefully dragged out, the spatial crack didn't close; instead, it stabilized into a circular light gate about two meters in diameter. The interior of the light gate was pitch black, faintly radiating an extremely ancient and mysterious aura.

"Boss, it seems like there's another space connected behind this door," Chu Ling reminded softly.

Su Yang turned his gaze toward the black light gate.

He quietly extended his massive Divine Sense into it, but as soon as it entered, his perception was blocked by a strange power, like a clay ox entering the sea, unable to detect any useful information.

"Interesting. To be able to block my Divine Sense, it seems the things hidden inside are not simple."

The corners of Su Yang's mouth curled slightly, and he took a step with his long legs, walking toward the black light gate without hesitation.