Chapter 690: The Kirin King's Ambition

Kirin King mocked the Dragon Court: "What about the Dragon Court? The Ancestor Dragon cannot be born, the Dragon Emperor is scheming but cannot emerge. Your so-called Nine Sons of the Heavenly Dragon, Twelve Divine Kings, and Thirty-six Killing Generals are just sacks of rice and wine. Defeated by the Carefree Wanderer demon until they couldn't form an army, what face do you have to show people?"

The Dragon Court folk, hearing this, felt ashamed and their demonic aura grew stronger.

At that moment, a strange voice sounded in Kirin King's heart, and three black shadows silently entered his soul. The Divine Abilities of these three black shadows were extremely strange, instantly taking control of Kirin King's mind.

Demonic aura rose on Kirin King's body, and illusory demon heads flew out from his heart, gnawing at his body and soul.

"Not good, the king is being invaded by heart demons! Damn it, the people of the Demon Palace haven't left yet!" Cheng Qin of the Beastfolk clan exclaimed, he is extremely sensitive to heart demons.

The Primordial Azure Ox stepped forward: "Let me handle it, Azure Ox Roar, destroy the heart demon!" A blue light flashed on his body, he let out a loud shout, and the sound wave transmitted into Kirin King's mind.

However, the Primordial Azure Ox let out a miserable cry, as if suffering backlash: "Ah! It is the Primordial Chaos heart demon, a heart demon that can even affect the Primordial Chaos demon god!"

Ye Qin saw this and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Bai, go out and test the strength of the Twelve Ancestral Witches." After saying that, his figure flashed and he entered Kirin King's world.

Bai Qi walked out of the void, laughing: "Hi, everyone! How could such a splendid scene be without me, Bai Qi?"

His appearance shocked everyone again, and another strong figure appeared out of nowhere. When did this place gather so many strong people?

However, Bai Qi is famous among the loose cultivators; back then he founded Slaughter God Ridge, fought a great battle, slaughtering the Reclining Buddha Temple until blood flowed like a river, and many people know him.

Upon seeing Bai Qi, the Fire God Zhurong's eyes lit up: "Slaughter God Bai Qi! Come on, let's fight again. If it weren't for my elder brother calling me back back then, I would have beaten you until your buttocks burst open!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are all battle maniacs, their blood flows with Pangu's battle will. Absorbing the boundless killing intent of the great calamity underground at Mount Buzhou, they temper their bodies, making their killing intent even more intimidating.

When Bai Qi once annihilated the Reclining Buddha Temple, Zhurong had already fought him in a great battle. That battle darkened the sky and earth, and shattered the mountain ranges.

At that time Bai Qi had just cultivated to the Seventh Transformation of the Great Dragon Appearance Wilderness God; how could he be a match for Zhurong? He was suppressed by Zhurong until he could barely breathe. When he prepared to overexert his potential to unleash the Eighth Transformation, Zhurong retreated at the critical moment.

Now, hearing Zhurong mention those past events, Bai Qi's heart surged with fighting spirit. He is now full of confidence, because in his heart Ye Qin is invincible. Therefore he has no fear and is ready to go all out in battle.

Gong Gong is also a battle maniac; upon seeing Bai Qi, his eyes also lit up: "Hehe, he is the Slaughter God Bai Qi you admire? Can his body match ours?"

Zhurong laughed: "His body is strong, but still not comparable to ours. However, his fighting spirit is unmatched; this time we can have a hearty battle!"

On the Beastfolk clan's side, Cheng Qin and the Primordial Azure Ox saw that the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the newly appeared Slaughter God Bai Qi were about to engage in a great battle, and they breathed a slight sigh of relief. They worried that these strong ones would take advantage of the chaos to loot, after all, although they are strange beasts left from antiquity, they cannot resist so many strong people.

However, the situation is different for the Dragon Court: just now Kirin King wiped out one of their Divine Kings with a single move, filling them with fear. Now that Kirin King has encountered an accident, they are even more eager to stir.

The scene instantly descended into chaos!

Suddenly, a great roar sounded, and there stood a ten-thousand-zhang white ape wielding a Slaughter God giant staff, imposing and towering like a heavenly pillar.

"Excellent ability! Excellent killing intent!" the Twelve Ancestral Witches couldn't help but praise.

Zhurong also transformed into a battle form, this being respect for the strong and a mutual admiration. He has a beast's head and human body, wears red scales, his ears pierced by two fire serpents, he treads upon a ten-thousand-zhang fire dragon, standing ten-thousand-zhang tall. The fire serpents hiss, the fire dragon roars, what a mighty ancestor witch Zhurong!

With a booming crash, Bai Qi's staff collided with Zhurong's fist, the force accompanied by Zhurong's departing fire scattering everywhere. The tremendous power instantly turned the mountains within a myriad li into dust.

"Ah! The aura of the Great Dragon Appearance Wilderness God!" Bai Qi let out a loud shout, his ten-thousand-zhang staff shrank and disappeared into his ear. His head, like a great mountain, raised to the heavens and roared, baring his teeth in a ferocious grin. He leaned back his upper body, clenched his fists before his chest and repeatedly hammered them out, emitting booming bangs.

A surging, flood-like wilderness god aura rose from his body, carrying boundless pressure; his muscles all over twitched rhythmically, exquisitely mysterious, each twitch causing his breath to surge sharply.

In an instant, Bai Qi gathered his strength, bent his body, and lunged fiercely at Zhurong.

Seeing Bai Qi's aura like a rainbow and his fighting spirit intensified, Zhurong's rear flames blazed fiercely like a sea of fire; Zhurong seemed like a demon lord rushing out of the underworld, the two fire serpents at his ears and the two fire dragons under his feet swiftly lunged at Bai Qi.

That speed was as fast as instantaneous teleportation.

Hiss! Roar!

The two serpents entwined, the two dragons tore apart! They tightly bound Bai Qi's body.

Following the two dragons, Zhurong swiftly rose into the air, arrived before Bai Qi, and his huge fist struck straight at Bai Qi's head.

Crack! The sound of bones breaking rang out.

How mighty the ancestor witches' power is—with one punch, Bai Qi's neck was broken, and his huge white ape head drooped helplessly onto his body.

"Good! Take him down, pull out his brain!" Gong Gong watched, his blood boiling; unlike the other ancestor witches who are silent, he, like Zhurong, has fighting spirit frenzied to the extreme.

"How terrifying! Is this the power of the ancestor witches? And this Slaughter God Bai Qi—before I had only heard of his fame, I thought he was just a lucky fool, but now I see he truly deserves the title of Slaughter God!"

Some loose cultivators whispered, having witnessed the ancestor witches' power, their hearts filled with fear.

No wonder, they cultivate the Divine Ability Grand Path, achieve primordial Divine Ability, seek the Dao, their Divine Abilities vast, but under the impact of the ancestor witches' will, their fighting spirit vanished completely.

This is the advantage of the Twelve Ancestral Witches! Their fighting spirit is unmatched!

Seeing Bai Qi's head broken, Zhurong did not stop, his fist wrapped in departing fire continually pounded Bai Qi's body, as if trying to smash all his bones to pieces.

Just when everyone thought Bai Qi could no longer fight back, a great roar sounded.

Bai Qi's body suddenly swelled to twenty thousand zhang, the aura of the Great Dragon Appearance Wilderness God circulated throughout his body, his bones emitted crackling sounds, each bone automatically realigned.

Bai Qi threw his fists left and right like drawing a bow, fiercely bombarding Zhurong's body.

Puch! Blood and flesh flew; only Bai Qi's fists were seen soaked in fresh blood, his claws even carrying strands of meat.

Is this a counterattack? All beings present were drawn to this fighting style—no flashy Divine Abilities, no powerful treasures, only the most primitive, savage way; the scene of flesh and blood flying, the overwhelming momentum, the clash of fist against fist, seemed like the most moving melody, the most splendid scroll, making all beings' blood boil.

All forces watched intently; the battle between Bai Qi and Zhurong attracted their full attention, even the Five Elements Secret Land was temporarily left behind by them.

Even the Dragon Court forgot to take revenge on the Beastfolk clan.

"Witch clan battle technique, Zhurong's fire god fury!"

Zhurong, having two chunks of flesh torn off by Bai Qi, became even more ferocious, his whole body ablaze with departing fire, which gathered into his fist as he bombarded Bai Qi.

Again, it was a clash of fist against fist.

Again, Zhurong employed the witch clan battle technique; Bai Qi was no match, he was blasted myriad li away, his fist shattered.

The witch clan battle technique, inherited from the great god Pangu, is not for ordinary folks; every move returns to the essence, the Dao is supremely simple, each move can maximize the exertion of bodily strength without waste.

Zhurong seized the opportunity to step forward, stepped on Bai Qi, and with both fists from above downwards, fiercely smashed Bai Qi's neck.

Again a crack sounded, Bai Qi's neck was flattened, leaving only a layer of skin connected.

Bai Qi's fighting techniques are all his own creations; having wandered millions of years, slain countless strong ones, he is truly a figure who walked out of the death arena, but compared to the witch clan battle technique, he falls far short, simply heaven and earth apart.

Who could create a martial way that could rival Pangu's battle path?

Bai Qi was beaten to the brink of death, facing the witch clan battle technique he had no power to retaliate.

Yet, in his heart burned an unyielding fighting spirit, an unyielding will, and the belief of a Slaughter God who fights until death.

"Who am I? Why did I come? What am I living for? For that illusory so-called Dao?" Ye Qin's teachings echoed in Bai Qi's heart.

"Roar!" Zhu Rong threw punch after punch in a fierce bombardment, showing no mercy whatsoever. To the Wu tribe, there is no concept of mercy, only life and death; this is their combat philosophy.

"Damn it! Zhu Rong actually used a battle technique!" Among the Wu tribe, the chief of the Zu Wu, Di Jiang, roared angrily.

"Big brother, there are no Patriarch-level figures present, so they shouldn't notice; don't worry. Moreover, with Zhu Rong's explosive temper, after that white ape tore off two chunks of his flesh, he's already gone mad!" said a beautiful woman exuding a rich earthen aura.

She is Hou Tu, the ancestor witch, and holds great authority among the Wu tribe.

"I hope so! Everyone knows our Wu tribe are descendants of Pangu the Great God, but they don't know we also obtained the Pangu Palace; if they did, even Patriarchs would covet it!" Di Jiang transmitted.

"Bai Qi has lost; tell Zhu Rong to stop! This Bai Qi is a formidable figure, his methods are superb; perhaps a powerful expert backs him. Our Wu tribe has just found our footing; we cannot offend a Patriarch-level figure!" Hou Tu said.

Suddenly, the motionless Bai Qi lying on the ground twitched, and a tenacious will rose.

"I am Shi Shen Bai Qi, born to kill, establishing the Dao through slaughter, never ceasing!"

Boom—

Bai Qi flipped over, tackling Zhu Rong to the ground; their massive bodies destroyed the myriad-mile mountain range.

Bai Qi's aura surged; the Great Dragon Phase Wilderness God's body finally broke through to the eighth transformation at its limit, his strength more than doubling.

Bang! Bang! The sound of fist striking flesh echoed continuously.

"Excellent technique! I never expected his cultivation method, though inferior to our Nine Turn Mystic Art, to be nearly on par—who created it? Observing the qi circulating within him, it seems like a Chaos Demon God!" Di Jiang exclaimed.

The way of body cultivation—who dares to oppose the Wu tribe?

Zhu Rong shuddered all over, broke free from Bai Qi, and leapt upward into the sky.

"Zu Wu battle technique, Zhu Rong Fire Emperor Blast!" Zhu Rong trembled with excitement, his aura surging as the fire origin within merged into his fists, circulating along a mysterious trajectory.

A pair of fists like huge mountains smashed down.

"Wilderness God Heaven-Supporting Pillar!" Bai Qi bent his body, raising both hands upward, like a giant pillar holding up the sky.

With a boom, Bai Qi's form sank into the earth, the ground torn open forming a ten-thousand-foot abyss.

With a boom, the earth split open, revealing a ten-thousand-foot abyss.

Bai Qi, with both hands in a heaven-supporting posture, desperately blocked Zhu Rong's ultimate technique—the Zhu Rong Fire Emperor Fist—but was pressed into the ground. Ice and fire intertwined, his aura astonishing.

Zhu Rong's battle technique is overwhelmingly strong; once unleashed it cannot be withdrawn, a victory must be decided. He hovered in the air, surrounded by fire dragons and fire snakes, firmly suppressing Bai Qi's Wilderness God Supporting Heaven Tower.

However, Bai Qi had just completed the Great Dragon Phase Wilderness God eighth transformation, a time of abundant strength; although his battle technique cannot compare to Zhu Rong's, he can barely maintain a stalemate.

"Heavens! The Wu tribe actually still has such a powerful hidden means; before they showed mercy to us, this mighty Wu tribe battle technique—one punch could make our souls fly and spirits scatter!"

As Bai Qi and Zhu Rong were locked in a stalemate, wandering cultivators who had dealt with the Wu tribe before whispered among themselves, their fear of the Wu tribe deepening, secretly vowing that the Wu tribe is a more terrifying force than the Dragon Court and Demon Palace.

All wandering cultivators gazed at the Zu Wu, slowly retreating toward the beast tribes. They are all beings with vast Divine Abilities; a distance of myriad miles is but a fingertip away, and soon they gathered behind the Kirin King.

"Welcome, fellow Daoists! Follow the Kirin King, and the Great Dao is within reach!" Cheng Qin said.

Cheng Qin, a primordial strange beast, possesses vast and inscrutable Divine Ability. When the ancient three tribes vied for the Great Wilderness Holy Tower, he joined the Kirin King's camp, thereafter repeatedly achieving remarkable feats. His Cultivation Level is second only to the Kirin King, even surpassing other members of the Kirin clan.

At this moment the Kirin King is locked in a fierce battle with his heart demon; only he can oversee the overall situation. Seeing all wandering cultivators gather behind him, he felt great joy.

"Cheng Qin fellow Daoist, the Kirin King he..." the Beast King of Beast Mountain asked doubtfully.

The Beast King is a primordial black tiger, possessing the ferocity of the tiger tribe and mastering a mysterious Divine Ability—the Soul-eating King Mark. He also knows the Kirin King is currently engaged in the most perilous spiritual battle with a mysterious strong one, and worries that the Kirin King might meet with mishap, leaving them unprotected.

"Beast King fellow Daoist, rest assured—I, the king, am the ancient Kirin King. What Divine Ability have I not seen in Honghuang? A mere heart demon… humph, the Demon Palace is just courting death!" said the primordial azure ox. He too has followed the Kirin King since ancient times and knows him very well.

"I happen to have a Subdue Demon Divine Ability; I don't know if it can lend a hand!" said the Dao of Tian Shen Mountain.

He is a strand of Pangu qi left over from the primordial chaos aura calamity; during the aura calamity he failed to return to heaven and earth, but by fortunate coincidence gave birth to sentience. Later, relying on his robust innate foundation, he attained the Dao on Tian Shen Mountain, calls himself Tian Shen, and has enlightened many beings formed from heaven-earth qi, creating a unique faith path. (End of chapter)