Above the Great Dao

Chapter 1200 557: Injured (Part 2)

He was increasingly unable to hold on, despair filling his heart. If only he had mastered the Ninth Layer of the Profound Yin Nine Heavens Technique, he could have summoned the Outer Heaven True God to smash the Fog Month Eye of the Heavenly Venerate, resolving the predicament before him.

"Unfortunately, I'm still a bit too slow."

In truth, he was not slow at all; he was a prodigy selected from countless children by the Great Sacrificial Wine after long travels. His aptitude and comprehension might not be unparalleled, but they were definitely rare in the world.

But as the saying goes, there are always others beyond the horizon, and Chen Shi, a genius among geniuses, only imparted the Ninth Layer of the mental method once, believing Chen Yin should have been able to grasp it, not realizing that Chu Feng's aptitude was a bit inferior in comparison.

Gritting his teeth, Chu Feng fought desperately. Suddenly, a large bell flew at him, and he hurriedly swung his saber to slash at it. The clash of saber light and the great bell resounded with a thunderous toll.

To his surprise, the huge bell was not cleaved by the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, only leaving a deep saber mark on its surface.

A Daoist reached out to grasp the bell's handle, his gaze icy as he looked at Chu Feng.

"Those are the dead polluted by the Fog Month!"

Chu Feng's heart skipped a beat; he had heard the Great Sacrificial Wine mention such dead, reportedly beings who had cultivated to the Mahayana Realm but had no hope of Ascension, thus falling to the underworld and wandering the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

Though their physical bodies naturally died of old age, they wished to live on, thus crawling between the Yin Mountains.

When the Fog Month appeared, they would revive from death, living by other means in the world.

These people though were polluted by the Fog Month, becoming mindless puppets under its control, an outcome not anticipated by the cultivators.

The Great Sacrificial Wine called them 'starved corpses.'

'Starved corpses' means those who have died of hunger.

These cultivators, longing for longevity, used wicked methods like absorbing fog energy to prolong their lives, only to have it backfire, becoming bodies under the Fog Month's control. Their experiences were akin to those who died of hunger longing for food, thus they were called 'starved corpses.'

Chu Feng couldn't slay the Daoist before more scholars and monks emerged riding the fog, each holding treasures, their faces ominous.

Suddenly, they attacked simultaneously; Chu Feng swung his saber while retreating,

At the same moment, blood-flesh tentacles descended from the sky, like massive tornadoes, bombarding the Ghost Clan tribes big and small!

Chu Feng couldn't afford to fend off the attack of these starved corpses, furiously wielded his saber, slashing at the blood-flesh tentacles.

A scholar's Golden Seal struck his chest, breaking a few of his ribs, and knocked Chu Feng rolling into a Heavenly Pond.

He struggled to rise, even as he coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

Stirring his Qi-Blood, he flew out of the Heavenly Pond, swinging the Blood Transformation Divine Saber at the starved ghosts, quickly accumulating wounds.

His demonic nature grew stronger, increasingly insensitive to pain and fatigue, continuing to fight frantically.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in his mind, laughing, "Did your master never teach you about the Demon Path Dojo?"

Chu Feng thought it was another self in his mind and didn't pay attention.

The voice laughed again, "And the Yin Yang Dojo?"

Only then did Chu Feng realize the voice wasn't from his mind but nearby.

In haste, he followed the sound and just saw the speaker was a young man in a brocade robe and jade belt, and around him swiftly formed a field of Yin Yang Dojo that dispersed the evil energy in the fog!

Without the support of evil energy, the starved ghosts collapsed, turning back into corpses.

Chu Feng sighed in relief, about to thank the man when the young man smiled: "Your master is truly audacious. Lady Houtu has only the Heavenly Pond Country left with any incense offerings, yet he dared send only you to guard it. Should you fail to hold the Heavenly Pond Country, wouldn't it be a complete loss?"

Chu Feng hastily bowed in thanks, "Junior Chu Feng, pays respects to the senior, much thanks for the aid! Senior, are you a friend of my master?"

The young man was none other than Zhong Wuwang, who laughed: "An enemy, but also an ally. I stumbled upon the Yin Yang Dojo, learning a bit unintentionally. Using Yin Yang Dojo against these starved ghosts is most suitable. I'll take you to blind the Heavenly Venerate's eye."

Before Chu Feng could speak, he was suddenly lifted off the ground, following Zhong Wuwang soaring into the sky.

Dozens of blood-flesh tentacles flew at them, but before Chu Feng could act, they all exploded.

In the blood cloud, around the Fog Month Eye, countless Heavenly Dao Divine Eyes grew, all focusing on Zhong Wuwang.

Zhong Wuwang laughed, "Heavenly Dao Divine Eye, I've already thoroughly researched you!"

With Chu Feng, he soared upward, dodging the beams from the Heavenly Dao Divine Eyes, leading them to the forefront of the Fog Month.

"You just wield your saber, leave the rest to me." his voice conveyed into Chu Feng's ears.

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng immediately summoned the Heavenly Net Blood Transformation Divine Saber, putting all his strength into slicing at the Fog Month Eye!

At that moment, an unimaginable surge of potent Mana flowed in, following his arms, empowering the Blood Transformation Divine Saber to a level Chu Feng could hardly imagine!

"Swoosh——"

This slash created a valley stretching a thousand miles on the surface of the Fog Month Eye!

"No blood yet, strike again!" Zhong Wuwang shouted.

Chu Feng struck again, the immense Mana flowing, enhancing the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, and as the slash landed, fresh blood abruptly spurted from deep within the Fog Month, transforming into a crimson stream and gushed into the Blood Transformation Divine Saber.

That enormous Fog Month Eye rapidly shriveled, while the surrounding Primordial Worm tentacles ceased their attack, retreating backward.

Chu Feng gasped heavily, his courage still unsettled.

Zhong Wuwang watched the continually shriveling Fog Month Eye, his eyes showing a peculiar light, murmuring, "Heavenly Venerate, unexpected, right? In this battle, the first one to injure you would be me!"

He laughed heartily, leaving Chu Feng behind, and with a whoosh, vanished.

Chu Feng hastily shouted, "Senior! May I ask your esteemed name?"

"Zhong! Er! Niu!" came Zhong Wuwang's resounding voice from afar.

Chu Feng was left speechless, thinking, "Zhong Erniu? How could such a formidable senior have such an inelegant name?"

Zhong Wuwang sped like the wind to Houde Palace, still in high spirits.

He had been secluded recently, staying hidden to avoid being caught and killed by the enraged Heavenly Venerate.

When the Heavenly Venerate deployed Primordial Worms, covering the Yin Yang Two Realms, converting the world into demonic lands, Zhong Wuwang was the first to notice but did not act rashly, waiting for the opportunity.

Seeing the Heavenly Venerate moving to wipe out Lady Houtu's incense sources, he knew his chance had arrived.

He sought out and found that the Underworld, Immortal City, and other areas had been destroyed by the Heavenly Venerate, making it clear the Heavenly Venerate would stop at nothing to also annihilate the Heavenly Pond Country, thus he went to the Heavenly Pond Country, lying in wait.

After the Heavenly Venerate's prolonged siege failed, deploying his vertical brow eye, Zhong Wuwang knew his chance had come, thus using Chu Feng to ambush the Heavenly Venerate, blinding his vertical brow eye.

"I'll make my mark first!"

Outside Houde Palace, the Heavenly Venerate multitasked, besieging Houde Palace, pursuing Chen Yindou and Creation Little Five father and son, aiming to slay Chen Shi, capture the Heavenly Silkworm, engage Wu Qi in close combat, all while destroying the Heavenly Pond Country, undermining Lady Houtu's lineage.

Though his mind was stretched thin across many tasks, his approach remained orderly and unhurried.

Yet at this moment, he suddenly cried out and set aside his attack on Wu Qi, raising his hand to clutch his brow.

Dark blood seeped from between his fingers at his brow.

Heavenly Venerate's body shuddered from the pain, immediately receiving a hit from Wu Qi, sending him flying.

Wu Qi raised the Flask of Yin and Yang Essence, about to trap him inside when numerous blood-flesh emerged from above, blocking the flask opening.

Wu Qi pursued again, but Heavenly Venerate already gained his composure, and in their brief clash, Wu Qi was defeated by Heavenly Venerate.

In the Void Overbalance Heaven, atop the Purple Heaven Vine, Wu Qi swayed before falling from its tendrils.

Immediately, he flew outward, but as he was about to exit Void Overbalance Heaven, Wu Qi glanced back at the wilting Purple Heaven Vine, no new Wu Qi sprouts appearing.

He had died too many times during this period, exhausting the Purple Heaven Vine's energy.

Momentarily dazed, he hesitated but ultimately turned back, rushing towards the Heavenly Venerate.

"In this battle! Between him and me, one must die!"