Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 262 - 260: He Died Miserably, Not Even Ashes Remained

Chapter 262: Chapter 260: He Died Miserably, Not Even Ashes Remained

Was that fiery pit actually the Celestial Prison Fire Hell?

Xu Yang’s mind flashed with the thought, his gaze grave as he fixed his eyes on the golden-armored Martial Artist.

"An enforcement secret guard of Wuhou Hall?"

"That’s right!"

The golden-armored Martial Artist sneered coldly, "Before this, all grudges between you and Wuhou Hall were settled! But you shouldn’t have killed Huang Hua!"

Hearing that, Xu Yang snorted, "Do you believe your own words?"

"When he came here to kill me, why didn’t any of you stop him?"

The golden-armored Martial Artist’s expression darkened, "Sharp tongue!"

"That’s only because you have nothing left to say!" Xu Yang retorted bluntly!

"Courting death!"

The golden-armored Martial Artist stepped forward, the furious flames around him forced violently back layer upon layer.

The terrifying power was in no way inferior to the Late Stage of Myriad Manifestation Realm!

"Go!"

Xu Yang swept his sleeve, tossing out fifteen Fire Evil Elixirs, barely warmed, laying them out like a string of beads in a ring before him.

After doing this, he withdrew explosively.

"You think mere pills can block me?"

The golden-armored Martial Artist sneered in disdain, his body trembling as he unleashed a world-destroying might. Violent force poured out, surging like a raging ocean, like a tidal wave crushing all before it!

"Explode!"

The fifteen Fire Evil Elixirs detonated in a thunderous blast, surging waves of flame tearing the area apart, as if a giant beast were roaring and howling within the fiery sea.

The golden-armored Martial Artist’s expression shifted; in that instant, he realized he’d underestimated these bizarre pills. He promptly formed a seal with his fingers, golden light from the armor on his body flaring brightly.

"You really underestimate the enforcement secret guards."

Boom!

As the golden-armored Martial Artist plunged into the flood of Fire Fiend, the runic light on his golden armor was struck as if by thunder, exploding in an instant.

The golden-armored Martial Artist’s entire body shuddered, pain twisting his face as he let out an incredulous, low roar, "How is this possible?"

"These Fire Fiends actually...puh!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed crimson into the flames.

Xu Yang turned with a frosty gaze, "You also underestimated my pills!"

"You..."

The golden-armored Martial Artist glared furiously, but his body retreated madly in panic.

But when the Fire Evil Elixirs exploded, he didn’t choose to retreat but to face them head-on—it was already too late!

A single Fire Evil Elixir could threaten a Late Myriad Manifestation Realm, but fifteen?

And in this kind of fiery sea environment.

The crushing force pressed in from all directions. In the blink of an eye, the golden armor on the Martial Artist reached its limit and shattered apart with a bang.

"Ah!!"

He shrieked in agony, struggling desperately, his True Essence surging out wildly without regard for his life.

But under the torrent of the Fire Evil Elixirs, it was as fragile as tofu—one touch and it shattered!

His flesh melted, tendons and bones collapsing!

The golden-armored Martial Artist was burned into a man of fire, staggering back and forth, eyes blazing with bloody flames, locked firmly on Xu Yang, filled with despair and unwillingness!

He’d been far too careless!

He never took Xu Yang seriously!

Even more so, he never imagined the pills Xu Yang threw would be so terrifying!

He could handle a few, but fifteen at once, the impact was like a great mountain crushing gold armor to dust!

"Wuhou Hall will never let you off!"

The golden-armored Martial Artist shouted hysterically, madly charging at Xu Yang.

Wanting, before dying, to drag Xu Yang down with him!

But that was nothing but wishful thinking!

Xu Yang floated back lightly, watching from a distance as the golden-armored Martial Artist, after losing his armor, was burned and battered to nothing, not even ashes left!

"I used too many at once. Ten should’ve been enough!"

Xu Yang felt a stab of pain in his heart.

He’d only refined more than thirty; now half were gone in one go!

But those enforcement guards were too much of a threat. He didn’t think much about it at the time, he just threw them all.

But the effect was truly astonishing!

Suppressing his heartache, Xu Yang no longer lingered and quickly left.

If another two enforcement guards appeared, that would be real trouble!

In such a deep area, he didn’t dare hide up above anymore either!

Leaving the sea of fire, Xu Yang employed his Breathing Skill, quietly moving forward.

Half an incense stick later.

"Careful!" Gu Jun suddenly warned!

Xu Yang, though not sensing anything, instinctively sank down, hiding under a sloped embankment.

He’d barely hidden for five breaths.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind howled closer, coming swiftly from a distance.

Chen Wanxing’s face was icy, wantonly releasing Spiritual Power to search in all directions.

He swept by overhead, completely unaware!

"Chen Wanxing!"

Xu Yang took a deep breath, face hard.

He’d caught up this fast already.

If it was just Chen Wanxing, it would be fine, but now there were also Wuhou Hall’s enforcement secret guards!

The last stretch of this journey would be fraught with peril!

"That guy really doesn’t fear death, so reckless in a place like this..."

But Chen Wanxing clearly had gone mad, who cared about that anymore?

Xu Yang looked down at the Cyan Jade Yin Yang Pendant and smiled bitterly, "Teacher, I’ll have to trouble you again."

Gu Jun’s sensing abilities far surpassed his own.

Only with Gu Jun’s help probing could he avoid many dangers.

"Don’t worry...damn it!"

Gu Jun’s voice changed abruptly.

Xu Yang was instantly on guard, instinctively standing upright.

A flash of golden shadow caught his eye!

The air before him twisted, ripples spreading, as a golden-armored Martial Artist stepped out!

The golden armor was exactly like that of the previous enforcement secret guard!

But this one’s cultivation was clearly at the Late Stage of Myriad Phenomena!

The threat to Xu Yang was only slightly less than Chen Wanxing!

This was a terrifying expert who could go toe-to-toe with Chen Wanxing!

"Xu Yang, where’s Number Seven?"

The golden-armored Martial Artist locked eyes with Xu Yang, murderous intent surging like an erupting volcano.

Xu Yang forced down his trembling heart, mind spinning, struggling to think of a way out!

But no matter how he thought about it, it was nothing but despair!

There was simply no way to fight!

Of the nearly twenty Fire Evil Elixirs left, honestly, if it was an ordinary Late Myriad Phenomena cultivator, he’d still have confidence!

But facing such a powerful enforcement secret guard, he simply didn’t have enough faith!

Maybe he could injure him, but to kill...

Even if he caught him while he was down, with his own strength, it was almost impossible!

Damn it!

Boom!

The space ahead suddenly erupted, chaos raging, a mountain collapsed, terrifying killing intent flooding out, spatial rifts flickered, a black hurricane swept with the wild runes of a world array across ten thousand feet of land!

A figure, slightly disheveled, burst out from within.

It was Chen Wanxing!

Spotting Xu Yang, he jerked his head up, his chaotic aura instantly burned hotter, waves of killing intent staining the fiery clouds red.

"Xu Yang!"

Chen Wanxing charged like a crazed lion.

"He works for Wuhou Hall!"

The golden-armored Martial Artist stepped forward, blocking Chen Wanxing!

Bang!

Their fists met, shattering the world around them to pieces!

Xu Yang hurriedly retreated in disarray.

But the two separated after one clash, one ahead and one behind, both fixing their gazes on him again!

"You are no match for me!"

"You can have the corpse for Wuhou Hall!"

Chen Wanxing said coldly.

The golden-armored Martial Artist’s eyes flashed with apprehension, shaking his head, "I want to take him back alive. Then you can kill him yourself!"

Fury flickered in Xu Yang’s eyes, "I haven’t fallen into your hands yet!"

"What difference does it make?"

The golden-armored Martial Artist smiled dismissively.

"You asked about Number Seven just now? That unlucky bastard, right?"

Xu Yang narrowed his eyes, coldly, "He died miserably, not even ashes left!"