My Fury Will Burn The Heavens

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The three or four hundred people remained motionless and shot streams of light into the sky. However, they were very skillful. As Jiang Yi kept advancing forward, the people in front of him kept retreating while the people on either side of him drew closer to attack.

Dao Leng had sent a voice transmission to them, giving them a very clear mission: they were to delay Jiang Yi at all costs. This group of people was not idiots. They would not send themselves to die for no reason. They were only being asked to delay him, not kill him. Would so many people not be able to hold him back?

In reality!

They underestimated Jiang Yi and overestimated themselves. The few of them could not hold Jiang Yi back indeed. Despite the sky being filled with streams of attacks, Jiang Yi did not even attempt to dodge. Instead, he continued to charge head-on!

The seven or so King-Ranked martial artists did not have very strong auras. They did not get close to Jiang Yi but dealt their attacks from afar. Naturally, their attacks were much less powerful. If this had happened earlier, Jiang Yi would not have dared to face them head-on. Yet, things were different now!

He had already become a King-Ranked martial artist, and he was ten times more powerful than he used to be! His physical body itself was already ten times stronger than before.

Perhaps to others, ten times was not considered much. To him, it was a huge difference. He had the Mighty God Technique which could cause his physical body to become more than a hundred times stronger if activated!

The greater his foundational physical strength, the more powerful he would become on activation of the Mighty God Technique. Now, even he could not imagine how powerful and terrifying he would become once he activated the Mighty God Technique. Before he went into seclusion, he could increase his own physical strength by hundred and fifty times. However, he could now increase his strength by thousand and five hundred times.

Before this, his physical strength was already greater than Qi Qingchen's. Now, upon activation of the Mighty God Technique, not only would he be comparable to Dao Nu, but he might even be comparable to Dao Leng! In other words, if he activated his Power of Heaven and Earth, he would be comparable to a Pseudo Thearch-Ranked. Together with his Heavenly Wind Armor, most of the attacks being dealt by this group of people were completely nothing to him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Indeed, many streams of light hit him, and his Heavenly Wind Armor kept flashing as he felt the impact on his armor. Yet, the impact felt no more than an itch to Jiang Yi. Only the King-Ranked martial artists' attacks made his body twitch and his blood boil.

"Alright!"

After facing a round of attacks head-on, Jiang Yi became much more confident. He steered the mummy to continue advancing forward. At the same time, a zither appeared in his hands. He was prepared to test out how terrifying his Divine Sound Heaven Skill would be now that he was a King-Ranked martial artist.

Jiang Yi's Divine Sound Heaven Skill was no ordinary Divine Sound Heaven Skill. It was produced by the merging of three different types of nomological mystical abilities: the realization of his Divine Sound Heaven Skill, the Quintessence, and his baneful aura!

In the Purgatory Mystic Realm, Jiang Yi's baneful aura became stronger. That was why his Divine Sound Heaven Skill became stronger as well. Later on, as he understood more about the Quintessence, the Divine Sound Heaven Skill's power slowly increased as well.

Now that he had reached a full understanding of the Quintessence—the Heavenly Springs Rhythm, his Divine Sound Heaven Skill would be much more terrifying. He had already released it twice before, but his enemies were far too weak. There was no way Jiang Yi could gauge his Divine Sound Heaven Skill. There were King-Ranked martial artist here; it was Jiang Yi's chance to test out his Divine Sound Heaven Skill.

Clang-clang!

He quickly pulled the strings of his zither and channeled the sound towards the front. The sounds of the zither were carried forward in ripples, forming patterns in the air in front of him. The seven or eight people who were about thirty kilometers in front of him became enveloped in the ripples of sound.

"Eh?"

The people on either side of Jiang Yi, who were prepared to attack, suddenly shivered. Their eyes filled with shock. Jiang Yi could channel the sound of his zither. That was why they could not hear it. However, they realized that all the people in front were holding onto their heads and writhing around in midair, crying out in pain. Their eyes were turning bloodshot, and veins were popping out of their faces. They looked like they were being possessed.

Everyone, including the two King-Ranked martial artists, was holding onto their heads and writhing around in midair with bloodshot eyes. Yet, the people on either side of Jiang Yi could not hear the sound of the zither. The scene looked extremely strange and terrifying to them. What kind of mystical ability was this? A formless mystical ability that could attack even the King-Ranked martial artists?

Swish!

The mummy turned into a phantom and charged forward, using one huge hand to strike the c.h.e.s.t of one of the King-Ranked martial artists.

Crack!

Unsurprisingly, the layers of armor in front of the King-Ranked martial artist's c.h.e.s.t were torn into pieces. His own body was ripped apart, and he died immediately. The mummy turned around and struck the other King-Ranked martial artist with its claw. The second King-Ranked martial artist was killed just as easily as the first.

Bang, bang, bang!

The remaining Titled God Thearchs were easier to deal with. The mummy just had to sweep its leg to cause the Titled God Thearchs' heads to explode one by one. After a couple of sweeps of the leg, the tens of people either had their heads split open or their bodies reduced to shreds. All of them fell down to the ground.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Yi had no time to kill the people on either side of him. He steered the mummy forward, disappearing into the horizon like a shooting star.

Ss, ss!

The people on either side of Jiang Yi s.u.c.k.e.d in deep breaths as they watched the corpses fall to the ground in front of them. None of them dared to deal any attacks earlier, for fear of hurting their own. By the time they wanted to attack Jiang Yi, he had already escaped.

"Chase!"

Although Jiang Yi could kill King-Ranked martial artists as easily as he could kill ants, the remaining King-Ranked martial artists gave chase without hesitation. Dao Leng had already given his orders for them to delay Jiang Yi at all costs. The Dao Clan had already paid such a huge cost this time. How could they watch Jiang Yi escape?

"Hmph!"

Jiang Yi felt the King-Ranked martial artists chase after him. Suddenly, he emerged from the mummy's hand and stood on its shoulder instead. The mummy stood at about nine meters tall. Its shoulder was as broad as a stone table. Jiang Yi easily sat cross-legged on its shoulder, summoning his zither and resting it on his legs. He began playing it aggressively, causing ripples to appear in the air in front of him once again.

"Ah?"

The King-Ranked martial artists all stopped in midair. At that moment, they finally understood what had happened to the King-Ranked martial artists before this. They were only kilometers away from Jiang Yi, but the sounds of the zither already felt so terrifying. Their eyes became bloodshot, and they lost control of their own bodies. All they could do was try to cover their ears and watch as Jiang Yi escaped into the distance.

The mummy moved as fast as ordinary King-Ranked martial artists. The entire group could not stop him. They had lost all hope of delaying Jiang Yi. In fact, they might even lose him at this rate.

"Chase!"

Even so, the group gritted their teeth and gave chase. They activated their divine senses and locked in on Jiang Yi. After chasing him for fifty kilometers, their divine senses landed on a mystic realm in front of them. At once, their expressions changed. One of the King-Ranked martial artists retrieved his jade talisman to send a voice transmission. However, before he could do so, ten formidable martial artists shot out of the mystic realm.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The King-Ranked martial artists behind Jiang Yi immediately paled. One of them shouted, "Young Master, run!"

The moment he spoke, he realized he had made a mistake. In a moment of panic, he shouted instead of using voice transmission. Jiang Yi, who had been seated cross-legged on the mummy's shoulder, suddenly hardened his gaze. He turned to stare at the young man, dressed in prestigious robes, standing in the middle of tens of other people. The corners of his mouth curled upwards. He had gotten lucky. There was a young master of the Dao Clan here?

"Uh?"

The young man dressed in prestigious robes was, of course, the current first young master of the Dao Clan—Dao Ren. He was supposed to be hiding in the Longhe Mystic Realm. Once he got Dao Leng's voice transmission, he immediately led his men to retreat. He had just hidden in this small mystic realm a while ago.

Dao Ren thought that since hundreds of people had gone to delay Jiang Yi and Dao Leng and Dao Nù were hot on Jiang Yi's heels, he would be safe if he hid here. He did not think that hundreds of people would fail to stop Jiang Yi.

"Flee!"

Since hundreds of people could not stop him, the two King-Ranked bodyguards on either side of him would not have much success for sure. Immediately, he tried to escape into the distance. The tens of people around him charged at Jiang Yi, trying to cover for Dao Ren as he tried to run.

"Can you still run?"

Jiang Yi heard of Dao Ren but had never seen him. That was why he did not know how important Dao Ren was. However, since he was a young master, Jiang Yi had to get a hold of him. He would be a very important bargaining chip. He could ensure Jiang Yi's survival.