Fights Break Sphere: Purple Thunder Emperor

Chapter 377 My Lord is exceptionally gifted, yet he is always envied by petty people.
Venerable Feng's eyes twitched violently. Before the giant palm even landed, the terrifying pressure had already caused his bones to creak under the unbearable weight.

He desperately tried to activate his fighting spirit to protect Xiao Bai, but found that his fighting spirit was like a candle flickering in the wind under that pressure, and could be extinguished at any moment.

"He's about to break through, don't wake him!"

Just then, a gentle voice sounded, like a spring night's drizzle brushing past my ear.

Venerable Feng turned his head and saw a woman who had appeared not far from Xiao Bai. She was dressed in a plain white dress, as pure as flowing clouds, and the hem of her dress remained perfectly in place as she walked.

Her phoenix eyes were as clear as autumn water. When she looked at Xiao Bai, they seemed to melt into a spring stream, shimmering and indescribable.

"Elder, please make a move!"

Yun Yun shifted her beautiful gaze from Xiao Bai, glanced at the giant hand, and then raised her eyes to bow to the right.

"Sigh, the Nine Netherworld Python Clan is not to be trifled with!"

A faint sigh echoed in the void, and then, amidst the Wind Venerable's stunned expression, a cold and aloof figure slowly appeared.

Her long hair cascaded down her back, untied and loosely held together with only a few strands held back by a simple silver hairpin. The rest of her hair hung down to her waist, making it seem as if she had arrived in a hurry and hadn't had time to tidy herself up.

The little golden dragon looked anxious. It stopped lying down, stood up, looked at the person who came, and solemnly uttered three words.

"Soul Infant Fruit!"

Upon hearing this, the newcomer's lips twitched a few times. He glanced speechlessly at the little golden dragon, then waved his hand. The vast energy of heaven and earth surged, condensing into countless petals in the void, transforming into a delicate giant palm print.

"roll!"

The giant hand formed from flower petals collided violently with the descending purplish-black hand.

"boom--"

Two terrifying energies collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar.

The giant, purplish-black hand intertwined with the palm print formed from flower petals, and energy ripples spread outwards like a tide, tearing apart the surrounding air.

Venerable Wind was forced to retreat repeatedly by the shockwave, his eyes filled with astonishment.

He looked at the woman and saw that she was calm and composed, her delicate hand slightly raised, with a faint light flowing from her fingertips, as if the attack just now was just a casual thing for her.

"Half Saint?"

An elderly man in a purple robe appeared, surrounded by a chilling aura. His eyes were dark as he stared at the woman, and he said in a stern voice:

"This boy slaughtered all the sons of my clan who entered the ruins. His crimes are heinous. I hope you will not make a mistake and will not interfere in the affairs of my Nine Netherworld Python Clan!"

"Heh. The legless snake is utterly shameless, ambushing my lord and yet so arrogant. So what if I killed him? What can you do about it?"

Little Golden Dragon lifted his eyelids and retorted with a cold laugh.

Upon hearing this, the purple-robed elder's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his chilling battle aura surged like a tidal wave. His voice was as cold as the winds of the deepest hell:

"How dare a mere little dragon be so insolent before me, the Holy One?!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve, and a jet-black beam of battle qi instantly tore through space and headed straight for the little golden dragon!

"Humph!"

Qingxiao snorted coldly, and with a light wave of her hand, countless petals gathered in the air, forming a wall of flowers to block the little golden dragon.

"Oh!"

The pitch-black battle aura crashed into the flower wall, unleashing a deafening roar. Violent energy ripples swept outwards, causing mountains within a thousand feet to collapse instantly, and the ground to crack open with countless abyss-like fissures!
Venerable Feng's face turned pale, his heart filled with horror: "Is this the power of a half-saint? Such power is emanating from a mere casual strike!"

The little golden dragon, however, showed no fear. Instead, it grinned, revealing its sharp teeth.

"Old man, is this all you've got? No wonder your Nine Netherworld Python Clan is the weakest!"

"court death!"

Enraged, the purple-robed elder flashed, tearing through space and instantly appearing in front of the little golden dragon. His withered hand, imbued with extremely cold battle qi, slammed down fiercely!

"boom--!"

However, before the palm could land, a cold and aloof figure stood in front of the little golden dragon. With a light tap of his jade finger, a dazzling azure beam shot into the sky, forcefully forcing back the purple-robed elder's attack!

"Alright, now that I've made my move, I naturally won't let your master be disturbed!"

Qingxiao withdrew his hand and glanced speechlessly at the little golden dragon that was about to provoke him again.

The little thing is quite cunning. Fearing that she might be wary of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, it used the Soul Infant Fruit as bait, taking advantage of this opportunity to provoke the Nine Netherworld Python Half-Saint into making a move, hoping that she would completely resolve this trouble.

"Go back. You won't have a chance to harm Xiao Bai today. I've already been very restrained just now, out of consideration for the Nine Netherworld Python Clan!"

Qingxiao looked at the purple-robed elder with a deep gaze, his aura suddenly surged, his long hair moved without wind, and a terrifying pressure far exceeding that of before swept across the world!
"A high-level demigod?!"

The purple-robed elder's pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with horror.

No wonder this woman fought him so casually, as if it were just a game; it turns out her strength was far beyond what he, a mere novice to the Half-Saint realm, could compare to.

His expression shifted rapidly, and after a moment, he snorted coldly and turned to leave.

He dared not linger. If the Heavenly Phoenix Clan decided the outcome, regardless of who won or lost, he was likely to come out worse off. He decided to go back and report to the clan leader before making any further plans.

"Qingxiao."

"Feng Xian, it's been a long time!"

Qingxiao looked at Venerable Feng and nodded slightly. Of course, she knew this crony of Yao Chen.

He immediately shifted his gaze to Xiao Bai, who was sitting cross-legged in the void. Finding him in a special state, he turned his head and whispered to the little golden dragon on Yun Yun's shoulder:

"The Nine Netherworld Python Clan is not simple. If a true Saint Realm expert appears, I won't be able to stop them!"

"Rest assured, our lord has already made arrangements. Even if their clan leader, Yao Xiaotian, comes, there is a way to deal with it."

The little golden dragon nodded. Although it was a pity that it couldn't get rid of the old guy, it was still quite grateful to Qingxiao for his help.

Not everyone can be as reckless as its master in attacking the Nine Netherworld Python. After all, although Qingxiao is a high-level half-saint, he is not alone; he has the entire Flower Sect behind him.

Although the lord had a way to deal with her even if she hadn't made a move, the gains from this epiphany might be lost.

"It seems you came to the Beast Realm well-prepared!"

Qingxiao was taken aback upon hearing this, and seemed to be deep in thought. Judging from the little golden dragon's actions just now, she thought that she was Xiao Bai's last choice. She did not expect that he had even arranged an opponent for the patriarch of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan.

"no way!"

The little golden dragon spread its claws, its tone helpless:
"Who told my lord to be so gifted, always attracting the envy of petty people? If I don't make thorough preparations, I'm afraid I won't be able to move an inch in this beast realm where enemies are everywhere!"

"!" Qingxiao.

"!" Venerable Wind.

Upon realizing that Xiao Bai had made arrangements for everyone from the Nine Netherworld Python clan leader to the half-saints, and considering the previous Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan, the two were immediately rendered speechless.

This preparation is too thorough!

When did the Beast Realm become so terrifying? Just one visit and they've arranged for the powerful figures from two top-tier magical beast clans to be dealt with so meticulously.

For a moment, although I felt like I had a thousand words in my heart, I didn't know how to express them, and I felt a little uncomfortable holding it in!

"Pfft."

Yun Yun covered her mouth and chuckled softly, then extended her fair, jade-like finger and gently tapped the little golden dragon's head, saying with a smile:

"You do know how to talk!"

No wonder that even though she is the queen, Cai Lin sometimes looks like she's gritting her teeth when she mentions this dragon.

Just as the group was chatting and laughing, a loud bang suddenly came from the depths of the ruins, followed by a dozen or so blinding lights.

"It seems the seal on the main hall of the ruins has been broken!" Qingxiao turned his gaze over and saw countless small dots bursting with multicolored battle aura light, chasing after the dozen or so streaks of light.

"Judging from their fluctuations, all these fighting techniques and skills are obviously not simple."

Yun Yun opened her eyes wide and immediately saw that within each of those flowing lights was a scroll floating in the water, and she instantly understood why those people were so crazy.

"I wonder if they have any Heaven-Rank Battle Techniques?"

Venerable Feng was somewhat eager to make a move. With the legacy of the Battle Saint, his actions would surely be significant. If he could acquire a Heaven-rank cultivation technique, the Starfall Pavilion's strength would definitely rise to a higher level.

"Of course there are Heavenly Rank combat techniques, but they're not among those flowing lights." The little golden dragon hugged its paws and shook its head.

"Hmm? You know where Heavenly Rank Battle Techniques are?"

The group immediately turned their gazes toward them, and even Qingxiao's eyes lit up.

Heavenly-rank combat skills!
Even a true Battle Saint wouldn't have too many of these, let alone someone who's only a Half-Saint.

"hey-hey."

Facing several expectant eyes, the little golden dragon let out a strange laugh, but did not continue speaking.

Seeing this, Qingxiao and Venerable Feng exchanged a glance and shook their heads inwardly.

Well, it seems that thing is already in Xiao Bai's hands!

"Huh? A puppet?"

Yun Yun frowned. She noticed a soaring aura of killing intent rising from the main hall, emanating from some Dou Zun-level puppets. A hint of worry flashed in her eyes.
"Yanran."

She came alone due to the previous emergency, while Nalan Yanran stayed with Xiao Yan and the others. Now that she hasn't come over, she has obviously gone to the main hall.

"Don't worry, my lord once said that Xiao Yan is a person with great fortune. If you stay by his side, you shouldn't die." The little golden dragon shook its head.

“! Yun Yun.”

However, not long after it finished speaking, it saw the figures in the distance who were vying for the light, desperately fleeing towards it, as if some great terror was approaching from behind.

"what?"

After a slight pause, Qingxiao reached out and grabbed at the void. In the blink of an eye, several bewildered figures suddenly appeared.

"teacher!"

"Sect Master Yun!"

Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran blinked, and only after seeing Yun Yun did they realize that the powerful figure next to her must have helped them.

Just as they were about to express their gratitude, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the ruins. Everyone turned to look and their faces were filled with shock.

Suddenly, a ring of tangible sound waves rose above the main hall, sweeping outwards like a raging storm.

"Bang bang. bang."

Several figures couldn't escape in time. The moment they were engulfed by the sonic storm, they were like being hit by cannonballs, turning into a cloud of blood mist in the air.

The bloody scene made Xiao Yan and his companions' eyes twitch violently, their faces turn pale, and their eyes fill with horror.

Even a Dou Zun level expert was instantly killed without any resistance.

Xiao Yan murmured softly. They had seen two of the figures earlier; they were true Dou Zun.

Even such powerful individuals suffered such a fate upon contact with this terrifying sound wave. The thought that they hadn't been pulled away in time sent a chill down their spines.

"Those who invade the ruins will die!"

The voice was indifferent, ancient, and hoarse, suddenly resounding throughout the entire ruins.

"That's... the owner of the ruins? He's still alive?"

Gazing at the figure that was faintly visible in the blood mist, Venerable Feng trembled, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet.

"No"

A divine light shone in Qingxiao's eyes. After gazing into the distance for a moment, he shook his head.

"Those are the remains of a Battle Saint, but a trace of his will from his previous life remains within them. He was awakened by someone, so he is not a true Battle Saint."

"call"

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, the ruins have been full of twists and turns, with powerful figures appearing one after another. Even Feng Xian and Tang Zhen, who are both Dou Zun, are still quite stimulated and feel that their lives are in danger.

"This is bad! It seems that the bones of this Dou Sheng are absorbing the blood mist. His power is constantly increasing. We can't wait any longer. We must make our move!"

A loud shout rang out, and then, to the astonishment of everyone in the ruins, several figures in black robes rose into the air, surrounding the skeletons in the blood mist.

"Soul Palace.!"

Xiao Yan had a toothache. He had been preparing to help his teacher collect the Dou Sheng bones in the main hall, but he discovered someone hiding near the Bone Throne. On high alert, he had to give up for the time being.

Unexpectedly, it was the Soul Palace that had its eye on the remains of a Dou Sheng. This is probably going to be troublesome!

Looking back at Xiao Bai, who still had his eyes closed, she felt a little anxious.

As for the semi-saint expert next to him, he was not familiar with him, and besides, the person had just saved him once. If he asked again, he was afraid that the person would dislike him.

After all, this is the remains of a Battle Saint; who wouldn't want it?
"The fight started!"

The little golden dragon was somewhat excited. It looked at the red light flickering in the empty eye sockets of the blood-red skull, and its aura was like a volcanic eruption. Its five white fingers reached out to grab at the people of the Soul Palace.

"Bam—"

Under the violent collision of energy, the ruins shook continuously, and spiderweb-like patterns broke open in the sky.

"The ruins are about to collapse!"

Some people's expressions changed drastically. If this small world created by a Dou Sheng powerhouse were to collapse, perhaps only a Dou Zun would be unharmed.

"Today, the Dou Sheng Ruins have suffered many misfortunes. First, they were bombarded by Dou Zun, then by Ban Sheng, and then by Dou Sheng. Now they are showing signs of not being able to hold on."

A Dou Zun expert looked up, gazing at the cracked sky constantly crumbling and the spatial fragments falling down, and shook his head slightly.

“Nine Heavens Venerable, this Battle Saint's skeleton is too strong, and with the help of numerous puppets, we are afraid we will not be able to subdue him today.”

A black-robed elder was slapped away by the skeleton, spitting blood and roaring.

Nine Heavens Venerable's eyes darkened. He realized he had underestimated the skeleton. He had thought that with four elders with him, he could run rampant in this ruin.

But now they realize they were too careless. Not to mention Xiao Bai's side, even the skeletons are proving to be somewhat outmatched.

"Lead him to Xiao Bai's side!" The Nine Heavens Venerable swept his gaze across the Soul Palace and transmitted his voice to the members of the Soul Palace.

"But... there's a semi-saint level expert over there."

The elder hesitated. The Soul Palace was not afraid of half-saints, but the Soul Palace was the Soul Palace, and they were themselves. They did not want to be slapped to death.

"What are you afraid of? She's from the Flower Sect. She wouldn't dare to attack us!"

The Nine Heavens Venerable rebuked her. He knew Qingxiao's background from her earlier actions. Even the Nine Netherworld Python Clan was wary of her, let alone their Soul Palace.

Upon hearing this, the others hesitated and nodded, but one of them looked up at the black-robed figure with his eyes closed in the distance, his eyes revealing intense fear.

In his eyes, that guy was far more terrifying than that half-saint of the Flower Sect!
The Flower Sect Half-Saint might be wary that the Soul Palace wouldn't attack them, but would that guy?
he does not know!

Seeing that everyone had started to move, Old Ghost Zhaixing silently retreated without revealing his thoughts. Only after the others had taken the lead did he pretend to come to his senses and cautiously chase after them.

(End of this chapter)