Wielding the Thunders Across Two Worlds-Chapter 50: If Everyone Is Dead, No One Will Know

Chapter 50: Chapter 50: If Everyone Is Dead, No One Will Know

"Demon Qi?" The moment the brocade-robed elder attacked, Gu Zhao sensed a surge of Demon Qi. It was similar to Bai Ke’s, and although there were slight differences, the overall feeling was more or less the same.

"You’re a Mage?" the brocade-robed elder asked, his eyes wide.

The brocade-robed elder’s expression turned ugly. He could see how formidable Taoist Yan Song’s Taiyi Wind and Fire was and didn’t dare to touch it. But Gu Zhao was so young and standing beside Taoist Yan Song, so the elder had subconsciously looked down on him, never expecting to have kicked an iron plate.

Gu Zhao nodded. "I suppose so."

"We have no grievances with each other. Return the Blood Spirit Pearl to me, and we’ll stay out of the feud between you and Xu Kongting. Otherwise, Three Extremes Mountain will hunt you to the ends of the earth!" the brocade-robed elder threatened.

Bai Ke gasped softly, "Three Extremes Mountain?"

Gu Zhao asked Bai Ke, "And what kind of power is Three Extremes Mountain?"

"They’re another major power in Changping Prefecture. Their leader is a Great Demon who delights in slaughter, eating flesh and drinking blood," Bai Ke answered.

Gu Zhao nodded, showing no hesitation. Instead, he pulled out a piece of Yellow Paper and recited a Spell. "Eyes like the sun and moon, opening and closing heaven and earth. The one origin is set, the Four Symbols are complete. Yin and Yang transform, become a Shangqing divinity."

The Yellow Paper turned to ash as the Shangqing Divine Transformation took effect!

Gu Zhao didn’t just cast the Shangqing Divine Transformation Talisman on himself; he cast one on Taoist Yan Song as well.

WHOOSH—

The Taiyi Wind and Fire advanced like a wall, its gales and flames growing a third stronger.

The white-robed Xu Kongting and the brocade-robed elder’s faces contorted in alarm. They retreated with all their might, darting out of the ancestral hall’s window.

But as soon as they were outside, they felt the sky grow even darker. The sun’s rays no longer filtered through the thin mist; it was as if something was blocking it completely.

The brocade-robed elder snapped his head up and saw a small cloud gathering above them. It blocked the sunlight, and a faint purple light flickered within it.

The brocade-robed elder took to the air, about to flee, but the moment he moved, he found himself completely surrounded by the Taiyi Wind and Fire.

Outside the ancestral hall, Taoist Yan Song raised his sleeve and transformed again. His face turned black, his brows stood on end, his eyes went wide, and he radiated a furious energy. Unleashing his full power, he used the Taiyi Wind and Fire to completely envelop the surrounding area, forming a cage of Wind and Fire that trapped the ghost and the demon at its center.

The raging Wind and Fire began to curl and scorch the brocade-robed elder’s clothes, making him cry out in alarm, "Just who are you people?"

Xu Kongting looked at the thundercloud above and then at the encircling Wind and Fire. His face grew even paler as he gritted his teeth and leaped toward the dry well beneath the old locust tree nearby.

The next moment, a voice like a death summons came from behind them. "Celestial Thunder, earthly thunder, resounding in all eight directions. Topple mountains, crush peaks, fiercely pierce the heavens."

BOOM!

A dozen bolts of Thunderbolt suddenly erupted from the thundercloud, striking down toward the brocade-robed elder and the mouth of the well.

The brocade-robed elder let out a sharp roar. His body swelled by three feet, bursting his brocade robes and revealing his true form: a yellow ape over two meters tall. He crossed his arms over his head, his body overflowing with Demon Qi, and braced himself against the Celestial Thunder.

A thick wave of Corpse Qi suddenly rose from the well’s opening, forming a visible cloud of black and red smoke. It spread out in dense layers, shielding the dry well completely.

The next instant, Thunder and Fire intertwined. Violet lightning, golden light, crimson flames, and black smoke blazed with a terrifying brilliance!

...

"Oh? There really is Evil Qi!" Taoist Yan Song said, retracting his Taiyi Wind and Fire, his eyes lighting up.

A few wisps of Evil Qi were drawn into the Thunder Seed within Taoist Yan Song’s Sea of Consciousness. There, it was converted into streams of Spiritual Power that merged into his body, accelerating his Cultivation and increasing its depth.

Gu Zhao’s perception of it was even deeper, because the Five Thunders Order was not only empowering his Cultivation, but also beginning to condense a new Thunder Seed.

"Are they both dead?" the Silk Embroideress asked in a small voice.

"The old man’s dead," Bai Ke said, wagging her tail. "His whole body—no, his whole monkey—is burnt to a crisp."

Just now, there was Celestial Thunder above and Wind and Fire all around. The Thunder Fire had ravaged them from all directions. Although the brocade-robed elder wasn’t weak, half of the Thunder-Expelling Curse had struck him to the brink of death. Then, the Taiyi Wind and Fire swept over him like a whirlwind scattering clouds, turning him into a piece of charcoal.

In Gu Zhao’s eyes, the elder was only about on par with Ren Tianhe. ’With a mere century or so of Cultivation, did he really think he could withstand Shenxiao Celestial Thunder and Taiyi Wind and Fire?’

’As for Three Extremes Mountain hunting me to the ends of the earth... isn’t that problem solved now?’

"What about the ghost in white?" the Silk Embroideress asked.

Gu Zhao, Taoist Yan Song, and Bai Ke all looked toward the dry well under the old locust tree.

Wisps of red smoke began to drift up from the well, accompanied by a thick stench of rot. Then, a voice, grinding with rage, echoed from below. "You wounded my Divine Soul and broke my Red Slaughter Corpse Technique! I’ll kill you!"

The next moment, a figure suddenly rose from the well. It wore white robes and had ashen-black skin. From its face, it was clearly the same white-robed man, Xu Kongting.

But this figure was different from before.

Previously, after breaking through the Taiyi Wind and Fire and being struck by Gu Zhao’s Palm Thunder, Xu Kongting’s Ghost Body had been on the verge of dissipating, giving him a very ethereal look. Now, however, he clearly possessed a physical form; the dirt on his robes and skin was clearly visible.

And although his aura was unstable, it was clearly stronger than the brocade-robed elder’s had been in his true form.

However, when he saw the charred husk nearby—blackened by fire, but still recognizably a tall ape—he froze. "You killed Lord Huang Ping?"

"Why? Was he not to be killed?" Gu Zhao asked.

"He was a Yellow-robed Envoy of Three Extremes Mountain!" Xu Kongting snarled, baring his teeth, his voice filled with both hatred and frustration.

’With Lord Huang Ping dead here, Three Extremes Mountain will never let this go. Even if I kill these three people and the fox, I’ll still be held accountable by the mountain.’

"How does Three Extremes Mountain compare to the Golden Wind Divine Sect?" Gu Zhao asked.

Xu Kongting was taken aback. "You’re from the Golden Wind Divine Sect?"

The Golden Wind Divine Sect and Three Extremes Mountain were both major powers in Changping Prefecture. Although Three Extremes Mountain had three Mountain Masters, they wouldn’t dare underestimate the Golden Wind Divine King, who had been famous for decades.

"No," Gu Zhao said with a slight smile. "I’ve already killed five Guardians from the Golden Wind Divine Sect."

"What?" Xu Kongting’s pupils shrank.

"By the same logic, if I kill you, who will know we killed this ape?" Gu Zhao snapped his fingers. "Celestial Thunder, earthly thunder, resounding..."

Seeing the thundercloud reconverging in the sky, Xu Kongting let out a piercing shriek and lunged at Gu Zhao.

WHOOSH—

The wind howled and a heatwave gathered as the Taiyi Wind and Fire rushed toward him.

His body shrouded in the Corpse Qi of the Red Slaughter, Xu Kongting was confident in his corpse-like body’s iron-hard durability. He paid the approaching attack no mind, bracing himself to charge straight through the Wind and Fire and cut them all down with brute force.

’My Red Slaughter Corpse Technique may have been broken, preventing me from using my full power, but those people are clearly not skilled in close combat. As long as I can get near them, I can tear them all to shreds with my diamond-hard claws.’

SHING! SHING! SHING!

But just as he expended most of his Red Slaughter Corpse Qi to finally break through the Taiyi Wind and Fire, several streams of Gang Qi, imbued with the Celestial Light of the sun and moon, suddenly erupted before him. They transformed into tidal waves of celestial Gang Qi and crashed toward him.

At the same time, Magical Power flowed through Taoist Yan Song’s body. With a wave of his hand, the Taiyi Wind and Fire condensed further, swirling into a tornado that trapped Xu Kongting completely in its center.

The next instant, endless violet lightning poured down from the thundercloud!