Chapter 649 - 383: Evil King Subdues the Jade Dragon
He would definitely be vomiting his guts out, putting on an even more spectacular show in mid-air.
But vomiting was one thing; ultimately, it was just a minor issue. Given Luo Gang’s Realm, all he needed was a moment to readjust, and he would recover instantly.
But would Zou Feng give him that chance?
His Nine Dragon Power erupted as his Poison Domain unfurled and operated at its absolute limit.
Luo Gang’s vision suddenly went black, as if he’d been thrown into solitary confinement. All five of his senses immediately went dull.
Meanwhile, Zou Feng moved through this pitch-black space, constantly changing his angle of attack as he unleashed a frenzy of palm strikes.
The Palm Force converged into a tidal wave, crashing down to submerge Luo Gang completely.
At the same time, the pitch-black space rapidly compressed onto Luo Gang, then seeped entirely into his body.
When his surroundings became visible again, Zou Feng had already shot past Luo Gang, and he exhaled deeply.
’A maximum-output Evil King’s Prison-Suppressing Kill!’
POP! POP! POP!...
A dense barrage of "poison explosions" erupted across Luo Gang’s body like a string of firecrackers.
The blasts sent Luo Gang spiraling uncontrollably up into the sky.
"You little bastard, you..."
As expected of the Dragon Race, born with their physical fortitude maxed out. Even after Zou Feng’s reckless, all-out assault, he could still manage to curse.
But his curses were quickly cut short.
Jiang Wanzhao, who had already arrived, used her Fatian Xiangdi Divine Skill, slamming a heavy palm down upon Luo Gang’s head...
Zou Feng quickly caught his breath. When he looked back, he saw Jiang Wanzhao had unsurprisingly gained the upper hand and was battering a wretched-looking Luo Gang.
At this point, even if he didn’t intervene, it was only a matter of time before Jiang Wanzhao finished Luo Gang off.
After all, Luo Gang had miscalculated completely in his pursuit, allowing Zou Feng to turn the tables on him.
One wrong move had led to another, leaving him with almost no chance of a comeback.
But the problem was... the Tribulation Cultivators who had broken through the defensive line were about to reach the battlefield.
Although Jiang Wanzhao was already attacking with all her might, completely obliterating Luo Gang—body and soul—would still take time...
Zou Feng, on the other hand, could actually make a run for it now.
After all, he had succeeded in stopping Luo Gang’s pursuit and had even managed to extract some Dragon Poison while unleashing his last attack.
’But... it’s not enough.’
’If Luo Gang is rescued, I’m afraid I’ll have one more Golden Core Realm Tribulation Cultivator hunting me.’
’After all, the more wounded he is, the more he’ll need to devour a quality Poison Cultivator like me to recover quickly.’
’And to be honest, the Dragon Poison I just extracted isn’t nearly enough to bring about a fundamental improvement...’
As his thoughts raced, Zou Feng quickly took out and swallowed two External Pills he had been saving.
’To hell with it. Even if I still can’t kill Luo Gang, I have to make sure he’s too injured to recover anytime soon.’
’This will also ease the pressure on Jiang Wanzhao.’
’Otherwise, once those Tribulation Cultivators arrive, her situation will become extremely dangerous too.’
After swallowing the two External Pills, Zou Feng felt his power surge once more.
He immediately condensed all the Outer Pill Power from the two pills into the middle finger of his right hand.
Combining the Outer Pill Power with his Crimson Poison Needle, he fired off a terrifyingly powerful "Outer Pill Cannon."
At the same time, Luo Gang was already trying to make a run for it.
He knew, of course, that if this kept up, it was only a matter of time before he died at Jiang Wanzhao’s hands.
He didn’t need to flee far; as long as he could rendezvous with the Judge or the Immortal Official, his problems would be over.
But just as he steeled himself to take one of Jiang Wanzhao’s palm strikes in order to shift onto his escape path, a massive, scorching presence suddenly flared up behind him.
It was like a steaming giant had suddenly appeared right behind him.
Stunned, Luo Gang turned to look. The shockwave from the Outer Pill Cannon was already too close to dodge.
"AAAAAH—"
Luo Gang let out a wretched, uncontrollable scream. He wasn’t just being bombarded by the Outer Pill Cannon; in front of him was the giant palm from Jiang Wanzhao’s Fatian Xiangdi.
Caught in a pincer attack and already heavily wounded, he finally couldn’t take it anymore.
"Fath—er—!"
A piercing cry echoed from the direction of the Celestial Hearing Tower.
It was Luo Zhenzhen. She had rushed over just in time to witness the scene, and she let out one mournful cry after another.
Zou Feng had no time for her. He shot over to Luo Gang, who was now caught in the grip of Jiang Wanzhao’s Fatian Xiangdi.
He then pressed both palms onto Luo Gang’s shoulders and began frantically absorbing the Dragon Poison.
"Go, now!"
Unexpectedly, after he had only been absorbing for two breaths, Jiang Wanzhao spoke grimly, "Go, now!"
As she spoke, she increased her power, and Luo Gang’s wretched cries grew fainter.
Before her voice had even faded, an old man with an immortal’s bearing, riding a white crane, appeared beside her. He seemed to move slowly, yet he arrived in an instant.
’Just a moment ago, he was so far away he was just a tiny black dot in my line of sight.’
’And now, in less than the blink of an eye, he just teleported over?’
"Little girl, this Monarch happens to be in need of a handmaiden who can play an instrument. Are you willing to accompany me back?" the old man asked with a kindly expression, as if he were a true Immortal from the heavens, descending to bestow a rare opportunity upon Jiang Wanzhao.
There was no doubt about it: an Immortal Official from the Ninefold Celestial Court had arrived.
Anyone who could hold the rank of Immortal Official in the Ninefold Celestial Court was, without a doubt, a Golden Core Realm Tribulation Cultivator.
And it wasn’t just the old man. In the distance, an oppressive dark cloud that made one’s heart clench just by looking at it was also rapidly approaching.
It was obvious what would come next: a massive free-for-all among Golden Core Realm Cultivators.
Zou Feng had already overdrawn his power twice in a row; he was in no condition to get involved, at least for the moment.
Unless he wanted to die and transmigrate all over again.
"Senior Sister Jiang, where there’s life, there’s hope! You should... run!"
Jiang Wanzhao glanced at Zou Feng, a bitter smile on her face. "That’s only if I can get away... Go, now!"
She was right. At this point, escape was far from guaranteed.
However, it wasn’t hopeless. The benefit of Zou Feng’s decision to team up with her to take down Luo Gang was now immediately apparent.
’Just imagine if Luo Gang were still able to fight. Both she and I would be utterly trapped, with no way out.’
"Senior Sister Jiang, please be careful!"
Any more dithering was pointless. Zou Feng decisively took out another External Pill and fled with all his might.
"Stop! I’ll have your life for my father’s!"
Zou Feng was surprised. Neither the Judge nor the Immortal Official had come after him, yet this dragon whelp dared to pursue him alone to settle the score?
’Fine, fine. A family should be wiped out together. Since you’re so eager to throw your life away, don’t blame me for being cruel.’
But despite his thoughts, Zou Feng didn’t dare to act just yet.
A steady stream of Tribulation Cultivators was still pouring in; the slightest hesitation could get him surrounded.
Thus, Zou Feng could only continue his mad dash, a question nagging at his mind: ’Didn’t Zhao Feixiong just go to find Luo Zhenzhen? Why did only Zhenzhen come out of the Celestial Hearing Tower?’
’Could he have been...?’
Wild speculation was useless. Zou Feng pushed the thought aside and focused on his frantic escape.
He wasn’t just blindly fleeing, however.
As he ran, he kept releasing poison, intending to give his pursuers a little surprise.
After all, it wasn’t just Luo Zhenzhen chasing him.
At some point, several ferocious-looking Dao Foundation Realm members of the Demon Race had appeared behind Luo Zhenzhen, all of them looking as if they wanted to skin Zou Feng alive.
In the distance, the figures of Impermanence and Celestial Generals also began to flicker in and out of view...
After fleeing for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, another thunderous crash echoed from behind him.
Zou Feng couldn’t help but look back. Sure enough, the Celestial Hearing Tower, which seemed to reach the heavens, had finally succumbed to its fate and collapsed completely.
The fall of the Celestial Hearing Tower meant that, for now, the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect had lost control of this region.
But these Tribulation Cultivators would soon face the wrath of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect.
The Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect wouldn’t just take its territory back; it would undoubtedly organize a massive northern expedition to make the Demon Race and the Tribulation Cultivator factions pay a terrible price.
So that brought up the question again: what was their endgame? Why go to such great lengths to destroy the Celestial Hearing Tower and launch a full-scale invasion of the Eastern Land?
’They couldn’t just be planning to go on a mad looting spree and then run, could they?’