Chapter 986: Chapter 423: Old Man, Do You Want to Die Too!?
“Stop.”
A voice came from behind, like a heavenly sound in Youjian’s ears.
“Boom!”
The wall of a distant building was directly smashed, bricks and stones flying, mist expanding. A towering figure wrapped in circles of dark, cold chains walked out, surrounded by tendrils of oppressive black smoke. With each step on the ground, it delivered a dull and powerful thud, the chains scraping and clanking against each other.
It emitted an eerie low-frequency vibrating sound.
“L-Lord.”
“S-Save me!”
At this moment, perhaps because of Dark Star’s intrusion, the previous atmosphere of fear and horror was broken. Youjian finally broke free from his instinctual paralysis, his whole being bursting with Qi, his complexion turning bright red with effort. He suddenly turned, his toes touching the ground, sprinting away like a sharp sword.
He wanted to get close to Dark Star, away from Bai Xiao.
However, just as Youjian took off.
“Tap.”
Unbeknownst to him, a strong and knotted large hand gently pressed down on his shoulder. Though it applied no visible force nor showed any bulging veins, the full-strength sprint of Youjian, a Transformation Realm Master, was easily suppressed. The impact could rival that of a rocket launch.
It was as if a humanoid rocket had been pressed down by Bai Xiao with just one hand.
“Thud!”
Youjian’s feet hit the ground, then he plummeted straight into it like a heavy-duty pile driver, causing a thunder-like boom. Cracks with a diameter of over ten meters spread out, the soil rippling like water, making the ground uneven.
“Hiss…”
Youjian’s eyes widened in horror, looking towards Lord Dark Star without a shred of security. The arm on his left shoulder felt like an ancient ice emanating biting cold, numbing his entire left side. Intense fear and panic were like a giant hand gripping his trembling heart, squeezing hard.
In a matter of seconds, cold sweat drenched Youjian’s back and forehead, his clothes and hair sticking to his skin, and he turned as pale as a dead man.
“You’re the thief from this afternoon, aren’t you?”
“And you dare come a second time.”
“Hehehe, are you courting death?”
Behind Youjian stood a burly silhouette of darkness, its towering shadow completely enveloping him. The deep laughter seemingly issuing right by his ear pulsated through his eardrums, causing his jaw to tremble.
“Clap clap clap…”
“What a Dragon Elephant Hall Master.”
“No wonder you defeated the White Holy Hall of the Heavenly Country in the Martial Arts Competition…”
Applause suddenly rang out from the front.
Dark Star clapped while squinting slightly, gazing at Bai Xiao. He stepped forward as if not caring at all about his subordinate’s life or death.
Walking towards Bai Xiao all the way.
“However, don’t ever think that defeating White Saint Hall Roland grants you the title of Peak Faction Master. The gap between peaks is sometimes even greater than that between Transformation Realm and Peak. White Saint Hall Roland, putting it nicely, is the White Holy Hall under the Heavenly Country; but putting it bluntly, merely a dog subdued by the Light Eagle Philin! Beating him is nothing to be proud of. The true powerhouses among the peak are only a handful worldwide, you can count them on two hands, you’re far from it…”
Dark Star advanced slowly, exuding confidence and a formidable aura. He had been stationed in the Luca Kingdom for years, dominating its Secret Martial World, cultivating a commanding presence. It seemed as if one of the fingers representing those counted peak powerhouses he mentioned might be him.
As Dark Star advanced towards Bai Xiao.
The surrounding area dimmed abruptly, as if enveloped by an immense inexplicable aura, akin to a gigantic celestial body pressing down like a black hole. That black vortex capable of devouring everything was suffocating.
He had no intention of negotiating with Bai Xiao to spare Youjian.
Dark Star believed that as long as his terrifying aura pressed forward, his enemy would naturally recognize the situation and make the appropriate choices. In the Luca Kingdom, this approach never failed him.
This time, there would be no exceptions…
“Snap!”
With a crisp sound.
Dark Star halted, his face stiffened.
The calm expression darkened visibly.
He saw ahead.
A muscular arm with bulging veins slowly pressed down on the trembling shoulder of Youjian, crunching like firecrackers, splitting Youjian’s half-body like a balloon under pressure, with dozens of splits, blood spraying out.
Rapidly staining the surrounding ground red.
“Ahhhh…”
At this point, Youjian couldn’t speak, only scream in agony. His face twisted with pain, leaving only his eyes looking toward Dark Star with hopeful despair, like a drowning man grasping at a final straw.
“Stop!”
Dark Star’s face was completely dark, a rare flash of anger crossing his usually cold demeanor. He stepped forward with a shout.
Yet his response was a clear-cut snap!
In front, that missile-launcher-like arm capable of releasing destructive power pressed without hesitation, all the way down. In that instant, it was like someone accidentally stood under a steel factory’s thousand-ton press. With a crash, blood and bones shattered to powder.