Chapter 752

Wu Tie, the six venerable Xuanming Old Ancestors; entities: Wu Tie and the Mysterious Dark Old Ancestor. "Six venerable" is a number plus honorific, not a name.

Today, merely facing a Profound Dark Ancestor who had hurried over, Wu Tie naturally let loose his hands and feet.

Wu Tie, the Primordial Crown treasure, the Heaven-Earth Manifestation ability, the Three Heads Six Arms ability, and again the Xuanming concept.

Xuanming and the Wu Clan.

No new named entities besides possibly the "extreme cold Xuanming Qi", which is merely descriptive.

Pangu's legacy, where Pangu is a mythological figure whose name is romanized as Pangu; "sage" is a generic term.

Wu Tie, the Xuanming Old Ancestor, and the Pangu Sage (Pangu's sage form); the phrase "body of the Pangu Sage" refers to the same entity.

Every punch the Profound Dark Ancestor threw, terrifying Cold Qi trailed visible ice-crystal marks in the air.

Wu Tie, meanwhile, had blood-colored flames ignite all over his body; his punch sent out, likewise leaving trails of flame in the air. Their heavy fists collided in midair, ice and fire clashing, sending out vast sparks of lightning and thunder that shook the void.

Wu Tie and his opponent here were just brute-force brawling, truly lacking any technical sophistication, and their divine abilities showed no flashiness at all.

Xi Wule, a person's name.

One saw a bolt of lightning flickering wildly in the air, afterimages scattered; each afterimage was a fleeting flash, ordinary people could not clearly see where Xi Wule's true body was. A lightning-speckled lance let out a deafening roar, madly stabbing the Profound Dark Ancestor, shattering his ice armor; the ancestor's whole body flashed with lightning, continually letting out great cries of pain.

That is, the Profound Dark Ancestor, belonging to the Wu Tribe's lineage, had an exceptionally sturdy flesh; Xi Wule's lance, when it pierced the opponent, could only go in three feet each time.

For an ordinary person, three feet into the flesh would already be a fatal severe injury.

But facing the Profound Dark Ancestor's height of over nine hundred zhang, this injury was merely a superficial affliction.

In every inch of the Profound Dark Ancestor's flesh, terrifying Cold Qi filled it; these Cold Qi accumulated layer upon layer, as if countless layers of soft armor were wrapped inside his body. Countless years of Cold Qi tempering further forged their flesh to be countless times sturdier than a ten-thousand-year iceberg.

Each of Xi Wule's strikes that landed on the opponent felt as if his lance were poking a lump of iron, the recoil force extremely strong.

In the blink of an eye, the thunder lance struck the opponent tens of thousands of times, yet it was clear the opponent's injuries were not severe; the terrifying Cold Qi greatly hindered the conduction of lightning, so the thunder on the lance could not penetrate the opponent's body at all.

Xi Wule let out a long whistle, just like Wu Tie, likewise transforming into a size of a thousand zhang, likewise embodying three heads and six arms.

With a shake of his lance in the wind, it turned into three identical thunder lances; his six arms gripped the lances, and the attack's power and frequency suddenly surged a hundredfold or more.

One saw beside the Profound Dark Ancestor a tornado of condensed thunder howling as it spun, countless electric arcs tearing the void, accompanied by a terrifying thunderstorm sound 'hualala', lashing his body. The density of the lightning was so intense it was like a lightning waterfall incessantly washing over the Profound Dark Ancestor's body.

This Profound Dark Ancestor also had a violent temperament; he roared madly, and huge hexagonal ice crystals continually condensed around him.

Chunk after chunk of ice crystals stacked into thick ice shields; bolts of lightning fell, continually smashing the shields, yet the shields continually reappeared.

These ancient monsters, who have survived who knows how many hundreds of thousands of years, certainly have high cultivation realms, and their mana has accumulated to a level that could be called 'boundless mana'.

Countless hexagonal ice crystals frenziedly sprouted, the stacked ice shields growing more numerous and thicker; Xi Wule exerted all his strength in attack, continually blasting apart large sheets of ice shields, yet the shields before him did not diminish but increased, the thick ice shields forcing him to continually retreat, his distance from the opponent growing ever greater.

The Xuanming Old Ancestor and the first level of the Divine Manifestation Realm.

The various tribes of the Snowy Plains (i. e., the Snowy Plains region), and the generic term "old brothers".

With a 'keke' peal of wild laughter, the Profound Dark Ancestor suddenly shuddered, his body turning into a flash of cold light, breaking through countless ice shields and lunging at Xi Wule with a bone-piercing chill.

The Profound Dark Ancestor waved his right hand, and a chilling icy saber bristling with killing intent flashed forth; in an instant, the saber slashed Xi Wule three thousand times.

The Xuanming Old Ancestor and the Wu Clan.

The Wu Tribe: their bodies are formidable, their battle prowess outstanding; every Wu Tribe warrior possesses a unique innate talent for combat.

These Profound Dark Ancestors, able to reach their present level, likewise fought their way out of one bloody battle after another. Combat has become instinct, deeply engraved in their marrow.

Their combat skills, their use of weapons and fists and feet, are absolutely far superior to those of the juniors Wu Tie and Xi Wule.

Xi Wule is just over a thousand years old, while Wu Tie hasn't even reached a hundred.

Even if they fought every day, from birth to now, at most how many enemies have they encountered?

Possibly a typo for "Xuanming Undying Elders", meaning the undying Xuanming elders.

An ice crescent blade of Innate Spirit Treasure grade.

Xi Wule clearly saw the trajectory of this slash, yet he could not dodge it at all, having no time to evade.

Regardless of his innate divine ability being lightning flashes, regardless of his evasion speed being pushed to the limit, this round of slashing, he still could not avoid it.

Exactly three thousand slashes, in one ten-thousandth of a finger snap, landed solidly on Xi Wule's body.

Moreover, upon close inspection, these three thousand slashes all fell on the same sword mark.

The deep violet heavy armor on Xi Wule's body burst forth with tsunami-like thunder and lightning, then the lightning was torn apart layer by layer, shattered layer by layer; the saber's slashes on the armor produced a piercing, sharp clang.

After a thousand slashes, the heavy armor was forcibly split open.

Xi Wule's whole body erupted with blinding electric arcs, his entire person turning into a mass of scorching current.

Another thousand slashes fell, shattering Xi Wule's protective electric light; the saber tore through his flesh, severed three of his ribs, and pierced straight to his vital heart.

Life-saving divine talismans personally forged by the Supreme Elder of the Xi Clan.

Three tremendous surges of divine power shot up into the sky; a mass of divine light transformed into a suit of light armor, protecting Xi Wule.

A thousand swift slashes struck the light armor, amid a tremendous roar the armor cracked with countless spiderweb-like fissures, yet the light armor blocked the Profound Dark Ancestor's round of slashes, merely cracking without shattering.

Another mass of divine light became a pair of light wings, attaching to Xi Wule's back; his evasion speed suddenly tripled.

A shake of the light wings behind Xi Wule turned his body into countless afterimages, dodging the Profound Dark Ancestor's ensuing frenzied slashes.

Who would dare to harm our clan's Qilin Child? (a nickname or title for a protected clan member).

A blood-soaked big hand (descriptive, not a name).

The Profound Dark Ancestor's body stiffened, and great gouts of Cold Qi spewed from within, straining his body to block the blow of that blood-drenched divine light giant hand.

Piercing shattering sounds rang incessantly; this Blood Light hand was struck by the Cold Qi, a tremendous boom sounded, and the Blood Light hand exploded into pieces, while the Profound Dark Ancestor's heavy Cold Qi was completely torn apart.

The Profound Dark Ancestor staggered back several hundred steps, baring his teeth in a grin: 'Hehe, kid, relying on ancestral protection to save your life isn't the conduct of a true hero... Hehe, it seems your family's resources are ample; otherwise, that one strike of mine just now would have already taken your little life.'

Xi Wule's form steadied, appearing in midair several dozen li away.

He gritted his teeth, feeling the wound near his chest ribs.

Just now the saber entered his body, less than half an inch from his heart; he truly felt the shadow of death. If not for the means left by the Xi Tribe's Supreme Ancestor, he would really have been slain by his opponent.

Blinking his eyes, Xi Wule glanced at Wu Tie, who was madly exchanging punches with the opponent.

"This brat, taking on six alone—how did he manage?" Xi Wule gritted his teeth, his face suddenly flushed.

At Xi Bu Bai's place, Xi Wule had Wu Tie's information completely clear, crystal clear.

Wu Tie is under a hundred years old, but he already is over a thousand years old.

Wu Tie ascended to the Divine Ming Realm earlier than he did.

I am the older cousin, and Wu Tie is the younger cousin.

Wu Tie's veins carry Wu Clan and Nuwa Clan blood, while I possess the blood of all three: Nuwa, Xi, and Wu Clans.

Wu Tie has been weak and feeble since childhood, unable even to complete a single set of the basic body-tempering fist technique.

He has been a Lightning Dharma Body since childhood; at three to five years old, his physical strength was enough to chase and pound an Embryonic Storage Realm body cultivator.

But looking now, he truly isn't as strong in combat as Wu Tie……

"This kid, a monster!" Xi Wule gritted his teeth, took out a wound-healing pill and swallowed it, gripped his long halberd, and charged again at the Profound Dark Old Ancestor.

I can't appear much weaker than Wu Tie.

In Xi Bu Bai's perfect vision, the future sees Wu Tie and Xi Wule, this pair of cousins, joining hands, supporting each other, able to develop the Wu Clan and the Fuxi Divine Kingdom to a new level.

In the future, we will be partners who support each other, so our strengths must be comparable.

Xi Wule, you can't be much weaker than Wu Tie!

For this reason, Xi Yao could never possibly take over the position of Divine Emperor of the Fuxi Divine Kingdom.

Because Xi Yao was defeated outright by Wu Tie, and to this day no one knows where Wu Tie has him imprisoned.

As a future ally…… if you have ever lost to the other side, you have no qualification to become an ally.

Xi Bu Bai thought so, and all the Xi Clan elders who knew the full story thought the same.

Otherwise, given how much the Xi Clan old fogies value Xi Wule, how could they let this precious Xi Wule personally lead an army into the mortal world to help Wu Tie resist the Snowplain Tribe's invasion?

Xi Wule's whole body sputtered blinding electric light.

His body continuously displayed innate lightning divine markings, and a fist-sized lightning seal quietly condensed on his chest. The surrounding void roiled, and vast dark clouds howled as they gathered toward him.

Around Xi Wule, the primal five-element energy of heaven and earth churned violently, all of it transformed into lightning attribute under his innate divine ability.

Metal Lightning Sharp.

Fire Lightning Violent.

Earth Lightning Heavy.

Water Lightning Yin Soft.

Wood Lightning Enduring.

The Five Elements' power transformed into Five-Element Attribute Lightning.

Other gusts of wind, Cold Qi, and even sunlight falling from the sky also turned into corresponding-attribute lightning.

Wind became lightning.

Cold Qi became lightning.

Sunlight also burst forth in threads of lightning, becoming pure lightning attribute through and through.

At this moment, around Xi Wule, all things turned into lightning; the area within several li of him became a lightning domain.

And Xi Wule was the supreme sovereign of this tiny lightning domain.

The Profound Dark Old Ancestor, who was sparring with Xi Wule, slightly changed expression.

He brandished a saber sideways, blocking it in front of his chest.

The next moment, Xi Wule appeared before him out of thin air, right hand clenched into a fist bearing a lightning seal several zhang wide and high, imbued with an austere and stern heavenly-earth law aura, and he slammed it heavily onto the Profound Dark Old Ancestor's chest.

With a tremendous boom, the Profound Dark Old Ancestor's entire body's Cold Qi turned entirely into lightning.

His internal Cold Qi, too, was continually assimilated by the lightning like boiling water poured on snow.

Powerful lightning surged through his five viscera and six bowels, wave after wave washing his entire body.

The Profound Dark Old Ancestor stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Xi Wule; his body, like a leaf in the wind, flew backward uncontrollably, drifting away, as Xi Wule's lightning seal blasted him hundreds of li away.

"Boom!" a tremendous roar, the Profound Dark Old Ancestor, his whole body crackling with electricity, painfully crashed to the ground, electricity flashing wildly, coughing up charred blood clots nonstop.

Xi Wule gave a dry laugh, his magical power completely exhausted; with a "thud," he plummeted straight down from the air, lying on the ground unable to move.

This strike, Xi Wule was desperate; he not only exhausted his magical power, but also burned thirty percent of his own essence blood.

This was a life-or-death strike; though it gravely wounded the opponent, his own injuries were also quite serious.

Figures flickered; Xi Bu Bai, with a dozen or so Xi Clan experts, swooped over, grabbed Xi Wule, and swiftly retreated to the military city. Xi Bu Bai's pale face twitched, his heart aching so much he almost burst into tears.

"You reckless brat, where do you get off being this desperate? Haven't you seen those few stupid Taotie rebels? If you can't win, let them fight!" Xi Bu Bai angrily lectured Xi Wule: "They are your subordinates; you must learn to wield the power in your hands."

Xi Wule gave a foolish laugh.

Over on Wu Tie's side, Wu Tie also let out a long howl.

Seeing Xi Wule repel his opponent, Wu Tie's body burst forth with a domineering wave of magical power; he also instantly exhausted all his magical power, then burned a small portion of his essence blood.

The Primordial Crown slowly turned; Wu Tie traced back through time and suddenly seized a wisp of the Profound Dark Old Ancestor's silhouette from tens of thousands of years ago before him.

Both hands slowly extended, he grasped the apparition before him and gently twisted it.

"Crack!" the Profound Dark Old Ancestor's head before Wu Tie suddenly rotated 1,080 degrees on its neck.

The Profound Dark Old Ancestor grunted, blood spurting from his seven apertures; he turned and left without a word, leaping away, disappearing in just a few jumps.