Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 177 A Small Person with Great Courage

"Of course! I don't blame Xiaoman, but Zhao Guanghui, I wish I could drink his blood and eat his flesh!"

“Amitabha Buddha… In that case, please accept this fierce altar flag. Once this flag is used, it will be like falling into the eighteenth level of hell, suffering the torment of having one's tongue pulled out, being cut by scissors, being burned by iron trees, and being steamed in a cage, and one's soul will be scattered and never be able to be reborn. But it is a celestial opportunity, and may be able to fulfill your long-cherished wish.”

"Cheng, I couldn't be happier."

Jiu Chanhui's voice still echoed in Cheng Bin's ears.

Then, Cheng Bin looked at the cicada shell and suddenly laughed.

The laughter was shrill, and even the viscous, gushing pool of blood could not mask it. His already weak and dying life force became incredibly violent in a strange and abnormal way. His black hair turned to white, his skin withered and aged, his teeth fell out, and his eyes became cloudy, just like the signs of decay of a celestial being...

But his aura continued to rise, his eyes filled with a chilling bloodlust, and a hysterical roar suddenly echoed through the underground palace—

"Zhao Guanghui, I'll fuck your grandpa!!"

The next moment, a triangular black command flag, growing larger and larger, flew out from Cheng Bin's body, fluttering in the air.

Then, Li Tanqi, carrying Cheng Bin's entire aura, essence, spirit, and even his primordial spirit and consciousness, along with his most unwilling and resentful anger before his death, flew towards the cicada shell!

Small man, but bold.

Life is as small as a mustard seed, yet it dares to shake the peak.

In an instant, the entire underground palace and blood pool fell into an eerie silence.

The cicada's molted shell is just an inanimate object, beyond human control.

If it were an ordinary martial artist, it would be fine, but given his status as a celestial being, it would be impossible for him to harm him in the slightest.

But they are both destined for immortality.

The fierce banner stirred up a chilling wind and ghostly flames, which landed squarely on the cicada's shell in an instant.

A cold wind tore apart the cicada's shell, almost splitting it in two. When the ghostly fire touched it, it scorched open a small hole in the cicada's wing, and the fire spread, almost burning the entire shell black.

With a mournful cry, the cicada sheds its skin and falls from the sky.

Then, the lingering yin energy and bloody smell that had been accumulating in the underground palace were no longer obstructed and surged upwards like erupting magma.

"not good!"

"What happened?!"

"Why is my device malfunctioning?!"

Upon seeing this, everyone in the blood pool was shocked.

Above the underground palace, the bricks and stones collapsed, the soil flowed backward, and a huge crack gradually formed.

You can still vaguely see the starry sky, and the falling snowflakes fall into the blood pool, turning this filthy and disgusting place into a pure white expanse.

Cheng Bin looked up at the sky, his eyes gradually losing their luster.

"I really want to go to Xishan to enjoy the snow with Xiaoman..."

Cheng Bin thought to himself silently.

Then he lost all breath, his body withered and his spirit died, and he was completely devoid of life.

The wind and snow outside seemed to freeze for a fleeting moment.

The next moment, a resounding sound, like a dragon's roar, echoed throughout the underground palace.

"They really are evil heretics!"

The people in the underground palace looked up in astonishment, only to see a seemingly slender red-tasseled spear, accompanied by powerful blood energy, occupying the entire field of vision amidst the fierce and heavy snowstorm, making even the snowstorm and the starry sky appear dim and colorless.

Tiger-headed red-tasseled spear, Liu Qingyi.

Where the spearhead passed, a blood-red rainbow pierced into the underground palace.

That was almost beyond human martial arts; it was truly like a tiger or dragon carrying fire.

The powerful energy roared and howled, blasting the viscous blood pool into towering waves.

The two who were hit first didn't even utter a sound before their bodies shattered into blood mist, like clay bricks in a kiln.

When the others realized what was happening, the spear's edge was already right in front of them.

The three men on the left had just raised their arms to defend when their chests collapsed simultaneously, shattered bones and internal organs gushing out from their backs. The two men on the right, their eyes wide with horror, tried to flee, but were captivated by an extremely refined spear intent, unable to control themselves, and could only watch helplessly as the spear tip pierced their foreheads. In the blink of an eye, Liu Qingyi was the first to fall into the underground palace.

Wherever they went, corpses lay strewn everywhere.

Gululu...

A young corpse, its face still showing signs of terror, rolled out of the pool of blood.

A small spirit, whose features bore some resemblance to Li Yaozu's, suddenly emerged from the eye sockets of the corpse.

Then they pounced on Liu Qingyi.

Liu Qingyi paused for a moment, then flicked the tip of her spear, and the little spirit turned into green smoke.

"Zhao Guanghui, how dare you?!"

“Ah! Help!”

"Run! Run! Demon! Zhao Guanghui is a demon!"

Suddenly, a series of exclamations came from the ground behind the crack.

Liu Qingyi retracted the gun, turned around abruptly, and like a wisp of green wind, flashed back to the ground.

Inside the underground palace, the remaining two people looked at each other, their faces still filled with fear, and hurriedly fled outside.

……

"That fluctuation just now, was it Li Tanqi?!"

Hidden among the crowd, concealed behind the dense forest and tall trees, the sounds of chaos, panic, and clashing weapons could still be heard in the distance.

Chen Shunan, however, keenly sensed that a fleeting aura of malevolent energy emanated from the depths of the earth.

Only a divine destiny can counteract a divine destiny.

So, who is behind the destruction of the altar flag?
Suddenly, Chen Shunan thought of a possibility and fell silent.

Chen Shunan knew that these opportunities for immortality could damage a martial artist's destiny if used without proper cultivation techniques, and a slight mishap could lead to serious injuries.

Death, sometimes, is an easy and blissful thing.

Even worse, some people will overdraw their destiny and fortune, just like Ah Hua, whose mind is clouded by the calamity, and sometimes they don't even know their own life and death.

"call……"

Chen Shunan exhaled a breath of stale air, his face expressionless, devoid of anger or joy.

Chen Shunan's murderous intent towards Zhao Guanghui had already become quite substantial, causing his blood and qi to surge from his dantian, churning endlessly.

Not far away, Zhao Guanghui, though it was unknown whether he had used some method or activated his immortal destiny to open his acupoints, had almost transformed into a withered walking corpse, his skin bluish-purple, revealing two rows of fine, sharp black teeth.

During the movement, it wasn't the muscles that were moving, but rather the joints that made stiff, popping sounds.

Wherever it passed, sandstorms blotted out the sky, and the stench of corpses filled the air, like a deadly poison that corroded the bones.

Even so, Lu Jing and the others who came today are among the most elite group in Wuqing County.

With the combined efforts of the four, Zhao Guanghui was quickly suppressed and began to howl like a trapped beast.

"Two people escaped from below!"

"Quick, after him! I've stabbed him; he can't have gotten far!"

"It's Tian Ming, the giant elephant? Wasn't he supposed to be dead long ago? How is he still alive?!"

"Quickly, those in front, get out of the way! Do not engage them head-on!"

Suddenly, as Chen Shunan was tiptoeing toward Zhao Guanghui, he saw a ragged figure with a distorted face and a strong smell of blood rushing toward him.

"A mere second-rate martial artist dares to obstruct me?"

Tian Ming grinned maliciously, and when he saw Chen Shunan hiding in the bushes, a cold and bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes.

He didn't change his movements, but even added more force to his feet, and charged straight at Chen Shunan.

Like a wild elephant that has broken free of its reins, everything in its path will be torn apart and crushed!
(End of this chapter)