Kill first as respect!
The moment Jian Chou spoke these words, at least half of the seventy-two cities of the Underworld exploded into chaos.
Some had been continuously watching Jian Chou’s situation, and after seeing her so decisively jump directly into the well, they already felt their brains weren’t working properly.
Who would have thought that upon emerging, she would attack Pan Hexun without hesitation!
Others had been continuously watching Pan Hexun and hadn’t anticipated this situation at all.
For a moment, everywhere was filled with extremely shocked cursing!
“Damn!”
“My poor heart!”
“Is she sick?”
“No problem there!”
“She has the Void Demon Umbrella!”
…
“So what if she has the Void Demon Umbrella?”
Lu Xin was just an ordinary ghost cultivator from Fengdu City, with an ordinary square face bearing a scar. He had been staring at the images on the eight-panel screen for a long time, feeling quite displeased.
He had always paid close attention to Pan Hexun and strongly supported him.
Although the Wheel-Turning King ranked last among the Eight Direction Cities, he controlled the final stage of reincarnation and was a trusted aide personally cultivated by King Qin Guang.
How could Pan Hexun, chosen by the Wheel-Turning King, be ordinary?
From early on, Lu Xin had never considered the possibility of Pan Hexun’s failure, especially when he had so many “allies.”
Now seeing Jian Chou, merely at the Soul Pearl realm, daring to rely on so-called “superior numbers” and the Void Demon Umbrella in hand to directly confront Pan Hexun?
“Overestimating herself! Let’s see how you die!”
Lu Xin snorted dismissively, extremely confident in the Pan Hexun he supported and worshipped. Without even turning his gaze, he watched the phantoms on the eight-panel screen.
Waves arose in the sea of flames, creating countless surging billows!
The few people on the volcano crater’s lava lake, after hearing Jian Chou’s “kill first as respect,” weren’t much better off than those outside.
Chen Tingyan nearly blacked out and fell straight down from mid-air.
Gu Ling, who had never seen such a shocking scene, genuinely felt fear, staring dumbly at this almost explosive scene before her.
This was her first time…
Truly seeing Jian Chou take action.
Motionless until she moved like thunder!
Her attacks came fast as sudden rain and wild wind. After the Wind-Swallowing Sword came out, the Void Demon Umbrella immediately followed. Even those watching felt they couldn’t breathe—how much better could Pan Hexun fare?
The distance between him and Jian Chou wasn’t far to begin with. When the Wind-Swallowing Sword struck, its power indeed looked strong, but this level wasn’t enough to catch his attention.
What was troublesome…
Was that aura that had locked onto him early!
Was the Void Demon Umbrella Jian Chou held!
She was holding the umbrella, flying like lightning behind the Wind-Swallowing Sword, waiting for this sword to engage him before launching her killing move!
Pan Hexun wasn’t a fool.
He had killed countless people—how rich was his combat experience?
Almost at first glance, he could see that Jian Chou was fighting with everything she had, a style meant to kill him!
However…
That was fine too!
The Cauldron Competition was inherently a life-or-death struggle!
He had previously schemed against Jian Chou, yet they were safe and sound now. One could imagine that something had definitely gone wrong on Sima Languan’s side. If this woman were left alive, she would certainly become a future threat!
In the same instant, Pan Hexun also made his decision!
You have the Void Demon Umbrella?
I’m not without my own trump cards either!
Forcibly suppressing that hair-raising feeling, under that terrifying qi lock, Pan Hexun only raised his sleeve high and swept it—
“Go!”
Standing on flaming waves, he explosively retreated while shouting loudly!
Along with his voice, a black shadow flew from his sleeve—actually a completely black war chariot!
Initially it appeared small, like a miniature carving made of wood, but once it left Pan Hexun’s long sleeve and faced the wild wind striking his face, it actually began growing explosively!
“Crack crack!”
That terrifying expansion sound momentarily drowned out the rolling waves created by Jian Chou’s Wind-Swallowing Sword!
A circular platform gradually rose from its bottom, appearing at the front of the war chariot. The circular surface had the celestial stars carved on the outer layer, mountains and rivers on the middle layer, and the Eight Trigrams directions marked on the inner layer.
A golden large spoon rested on top.
It was actually a compass!
The war chariot had a black deck with intricately designed formations carved on all four sides, plus thirty-six white two-foot flying wheels like white bones embedded in the chariot’s bottom.
Now as the long wind blew, all thirty-six flying wheels began spinning together!
Whoosh…
It actually stirred up a gust no less than the wild wind formed by the Wind-Swallowing Sword on this lake!
On the red lake, ripples immediately spread everywhere!
Pan Hexun’s eyes flashed with towering fierce flames. Before the war chariot fully formed, he directly cast a hand seal: “Rise!”
“Swish!”
The still-growing war chariot actually responded and rose like a wall, blocking in front of Pan Hexun!
“Rumble!”
The magma carried by the Wind-Swallowing Sword, like a long dragon, leaped up from the volcano crater lake surface and struck the war chariot first!
The war chariot in mid-air immediately began trembling.
Countless scalding torrents surged and washed over it, yet left not the slightest trace, not even showing signs of heating up!
Seeing this scene, Jian Chou immediately furrowed her brows.
Chen Tingyan behind her, having seen this war chariot early on, nearly had his soul fly out three parts. He hoarsely shouted: “This is the Kunwu Capital War Chariot left by ancient ancestors! This damn thing can withstand an entire army!”
Kunwu Capital War Chariot left by ancient ancestors?
Could withstand an entire army?
Jian Chou’s gaze somehow became somewhat bright.
She naturally knew why Chen Tingyan was warning her, but what she thought of was the thing itself—
Was it really that powerful?
If it was really that powerful, how could it end up in Pan Hexun’s hands?
Just like how Jian Chou could only obtain the weakest Void Demon Umbrella, Pan Hexun couldn’t possibly have the strength to obtain such a terrifying “Kunwu Capital War Chariot”!
In other words, this chariot’s power must be damaged!
Things left by ancient ancestors sounded scary, but where was it that easy?
For now, of course, she should rely on her advantage in numbers and strike first!
“Crack!”
In this instant of change, the Void Demon Umbrella in Jian Chou’s hand opened three more parts!
Rumble!
Heaven and earth suddenly changed color!
The originally red cloud-covered sky, seemingly burned red by this Burning Desire Hell’s heat, now seemed as if the flames had suddenly been partially extinguished.
Actually a third of the sky, from behind Jian Chou, slowly darkened.
From the flat ground came a bone-chilling cold wind that made hearts tremble.
Seeing this momentum, Pan Hexun immediately knew Jian Chou was about to launch a killing move directly at him!
In life-or-death combat, there was no preliminary probing—only killing with one strike!
This woman deeply understood the ways of battle!
Troublesome!
Too troublesome!
Even though Pan Hexun felt he had the strength to resist the Void Demon Umbrella, Jian Chou’s side clearly had superior numbers. Even if he fought desperately and escaped from under the Void Demon Umbrella with severe injuries, how could he eliminate her companions?
Moreover, this was only the second level of hell!
With sixteen dangerous levels below, how could he continue with severe injuries?
Having no choice, to prevent Jian Chou from continuing to open the umbrella, Pan Hexun had to leap up and emerge from behind the war chariot.
Simultaneously reaching into his embrace, a white bone long whip was already in his grasp!
At that moment, he saw Jian Chou, and Jian Chou saw him.
Though separated by distance, they both saw the same expression in each other’s eyes—
Killing intent!
Between them, only one person could leave alive!
Pan Hexun gritted his teeth, the viciousness in his eyes no longer concealed.
He directly flicked his wrist, raising the long whip high, and a fierce lash immediately struck out!
“Whoosh!”
The white bone long whip, imposing and carrying bone-deep cold and poison, broke through the wind toward Jian Chou!
At this moment, Jian Chou held the Void Demon Umbrella with both hands, fully channeling soul power into it.
If struck by this whip, the soul power surging through her body would immediately be interrupted!
What kind of killing weapon was the Void Demon Umbrella?
Of course it also required sufficient strength to activate.
No matter how quick her reactions or how refined her soul power, Jian Chou was only a ghost cultivator at the small Soul Pearl stage. Supporting the Void Demon Umbrella already required complete concentration. If interrupted, the consequences would be unthinkable!
In this critical moment, her pupils contracted sharply. While rushing forward, she shouted clearly: “Sword turn!”
Her voice was clear and cold!
Pan Hexun’s whip was in mid-air, about to reach Jian Chou’s body.
He didn’t quite understand what Jian Chou meant by this shout, but after being stunned for just a moment, he felt something was wrong.
What had struck the war chariot earlier was only that magma dragon, which hadn’t caused any damage to the chariot. But that magma dragon was originally just the waves stirred up by Jian Chou’s strange sword!
The real attack was the long sword itself!
So…
Where was that sword?
In this instant of change, even if Pan Hexun thought of it, he had no time to react!
The Wind-Swallowing long sword, which had hidden its tracks when the magma dragon struck and was almost forgotten, now suddenly emerged from below!
Originally the long sword was going straight forward, but after Jian Chou’s sharp shout, it suddenly spiraled, tornado-like, carrying hurricane winds, surging upward!
From straight to upward, in just an instant, without pause!
Pan Hexun was in mid-air with no time to descend.
Seeing the long sword suddenly change direction, his expression changed drastically. But the long whip was already out—trying to recall it would be a beat too slow—
Simply, go all out!
The real danger was the Void Demon Umbrella. This Wind-Swallowing Sword—what was there to worry about?
Immediately, Pan Hexun didn’t dodge or avoid at all, only raising his hand to cast a hand seal toward the compass on the war chariot below!
“Flying wheels!”
“Clang!”
Immediately came the sound of metal striking metal.
A red-gold light shot from the compass spoon handle!
“Crack!”
Simultaneously, six white flying wheels detached from the bottom of the ancient, grotesque war chariot, automatically spinning out to meet Jian Chou’s Wind-Swallowing long sword!
What an astonishing battle this was?
Both sides held weapons, fighting to the death, while simultaneously controlling other objects in bloody combat!
“Screech—”
A sharp whistle!
The six flying wheels assembled together, actually forming a spinning formation, like a storm, trapping the Wind-Swallowing long sword within!
Sword spun, wheels spun!
One dark and sinister, one deep white and grotesque!
“Clang clang!”
The long sword battled the six flying wheels, immediately creating terrifying and dense collision sounds across the lake surface!
All who heard this sound felt dizzy and nearly fell from mid-air.
Even Jian Chou herself felt her vision blur for a moment.
Her soul power nearly stagnated, almost failing to maintain output to the Void Demon Umbrella.
Fortunately, she was the Wind-Swallowing Sword’s master and wasn’t affected as severely, recovering in the blink of an eye. However—
The real danger was only now arriving!
The Wind-Swallowing Sword was blocked, intercepted by the Kunwu Capital War Chariot’s flying wheels. Even though Pan Hexun’s long whip was affected, it still struck imposingly!
That cold whip tip, like a venomous snake’s tongue, emanated a malicious aura!
A cruel smile had already appeared on Pan Hexun’s face.
So what if she had the Void Demon Umbrella?
Merely at Soul Pearl realm, possessing a heavy treasure—once the activation process was interrupted, she would almost certainly lack the strength to activate it a second time!
As long as he interrupted Jian Chou this once, wouldn’t the countless people here be at his mercy for slaughter?
Fierce light blazing in his eyes, Pan Hexun suddenly laughed: “Die!”
The long whip broke through the air, striking directly!
Jian Chou just watched with wide eyes.
But contrary to Pan Hexun’s expectations, she still showed no sign of dodging, even showing no panic at all, as if there was no whip or enemy before her!
Even carrying a kind of mockery…
As if certain his strike would miss!
This expression…
Was truly too strange.
Pan Hexun didn’t understand in that instant, but it was only that instant.
Because the next moment, the answer appeared before him!
Just as the long whip was about to strike Jian Chou, even lash her divine soul and interrupt the Void Demon Umbrella’s activation—at that critical moment!
A mighty crescent blade struck from his left side!
A spinning golden-iron folding fan slashed from his right side!
Moreover, a figure in black official robes and black boots rose from behind Jian Chou, moving and shifting shadows, making it difficult to capture his direction and speed!
The only thing Pan Hexun could see clearly was those eyes that contained no emotion whatsoever!
As if he faced not a powerful opponent, but a prisoner awaiting execution!
Silver crown binding hair, robes fluttering in wind!
Zhang Tang’s brows were coldly condensed. With a sweep of his great sleeve and fingers spread taut, countless blades flew from his sleeves, assembling on both sides of his arms.
A sheet of silver light, ice-cold!
Two crescents, frost-cold!
In that instant, Zhang Tang seemed to have hung two crescent moons from the mountain cliffs on his arms!
Just as Pan Hexun’s long whip was about to touch his cold brow, he suddenly flipped and pressed his left palm. The crescent formed by thin blades on his arm actually made a heart-stopping collision sound!
Countless thin blades seemed to suddenly come alive, trembling within that crescent!
Zhang Tang pointed his fingers like a blade and slashed!
“Boom!”
The thin-blade crescent collided fiercely with that white bone long whip!
Sharpness against sharpness, terror against terror!
The white bone long whip was struck hastily to begin with. Pan Hexun’s cultivation was only one small realm higher than Zhang Tang’s, not to mention Zhang Tang had retained a wisp of Green Lotus Spirit Fire in his brow from the Red Killing Small Realm!
Now a hint of faint green covered that crescent.
A strange scene immediately appeared in the field…
The originally silver-frost crescent, at the moment of collision with the white bone long whip, actually turned light green!
The next moment, it exploded.
The white bone long whip, as if struck heavily, had its sharpness and poisonous aura broken by the thin-blade frost moon. Now with that bit of Green Lotus Spirit Fire attached, it had a restraining effect!
The long whip immediately flew back!
Pan Hexun’s face flushed red. He absolutely hadn’t expected this development. He didn’t even have time to think why Zhang Tang would fight so desperately for that woman, much less consider what mysterious combat power this always-mysterious cultivator from the City of Unjust Deaths possessed, because—
The crescent blade from the left arrived;
The golden-iron fan from the right arrived!
Even from underfoot came an intensely hot aura that made one’s heart tremble!
Pan Hexun had his momentum broken by Zhang Tang’s strike.
Now facing attacks from multiple sides, how could he react?
Dodging one side meant not avoiding the other—either way meant death!
For a moment, no one knew whose attack arrived first. Above the entire volcano crater lake, with Pan Hexun at the center, a brilliant and terrifying soul power firework exploded!
The holy and pure yet domineering power of the crescent blade, the cunning and wealthy yet sharp killing intent of the golden-iron fan, even that red fire faintly mixed with black!
All exploded!
Pan Hexun in black clothes, like a stone struck by someone, was violently smashed down from mid-air!
“Bang!”
A tremendous crash!
He slammed heavily into the compass platform of the Kunwu Capital War Chariot, immediately spitting out deep white essential soul blood!
Pan Hexun, first of Fengdu City and of the Wheel-Turning King’s palace, was actually severely injured in this first round of combat!
Outside the Eighteen Levels of Hell, in the seventy-two cities, countless cultivators who witnessed this battle could hardly believe their eyes!
This was just too miserable!
Lu Xin from Fengdu City, seeing his idol in such a wretched state, was so angry he smashed the table and stood up: “Too much bullying! Too shameless! This is nothing but a group attack, a group attack!”