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Chapter 788

Words:2059Update:22/06/22 09:33:08

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(PS: 2/10. Thanks to the 'Casual Style' Alliance for adding the second chapter.)

Having previously clashed with Yan Zhaoge in the underwater palace near the blood pool, Zhuang Chaohui had not been sucked in by the black hole as he had instead risen to the surface of the water along with a portion of the damaged underwater palace.

Even so, he was still nearly hacked into the depths of the sea by Yan Zhaoge's sword, falling into the black hole.

Meanwhile, Kang Ping and the others who were currently attempting to charge out of the water and break free of the black hole's devouring power were in a much more tragic state.

The black hole's devouring power turned illusory into real, manifesting in the form of black streams of light which resembled numerous chains as they restrained Kang Ping and the others.

The massive force sought to drag Kang Ping and the others back into the depths of the sea.

Gazing over, Yan Zhaoge saw that Kang Ping, He Dongcheng, Gu Zhang, Luo Zhiyuan and Gu Hong were all present.

Luo Zhiyuan barely managed to hold on with the power of the Sun Moon Wheels, a great golden sun enveloping those of the Radiant Light Sect.

Meanwhile, the Chief of Copper Men Island, Gongsun Wu, had only been immediately devoured by the black hole thanks to the help of Gu Hong of the North Sea Sword Pavilion.

The strongest amongst them was unquestionably Kang Ping.

He also possessed the high-grade Sacred Artifact, the Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword. Now, he was at the very front.

Entangled by the devouring power of the black hole, the Time Flowing Sword which had usually been as swift as the flow of time slowed down as well.

Under such terrible circumstances, Kang Ping's expression involuntarily changed as he raised his head and suddenly saw Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge nodded towards Kang Ping, not wasting time on words as he directly hacked downwards with his sword!

Black light flickered on the ancient bronze sword, converging into a single beam as it shot straight for Kang Ping's head.

Kang Ping grit his teeth, helplessly brandishing the Cloud Circulating Heavenly Light Sword to block Yan Zhaoge's sword.

Still, he had originally still been struggling to forcibly rise upwards when he instantly halted.

The black hole down below emitted a terrifying devouring power at all times. As soon as Kang Ping relaxed slightly, he would be swept along as he would be hard pressed to extricate himself.

After blocking Kang Ping, Yan Zhaoge gazed elsewhere.

Being of Shen Lingzi's lineage and also of the early Immortal Bridge stage, Gu Zhang and He Dongcheng were currently attempting to break free from the restraints of the black hole as well.

He Dongcheng was slightly faster, but right after Kang Ping, he was immediately struck by Yan Zhaoge's sword.

He tried to dodge, but the sword will that originated from the Evil Sword Taotie and came from the same source caused even more black light to flow out of the black hole and wrap around his body.

Without the Cloud Revolving Heavenly Light Sword, He Dongcheng was even more miserable than Kang Ping.

Not only did his upward momentum stop, but he was also immediately dragged down by the black light.

Having sent He Dongcheng into retreat with a single sword, Yan Zhaoge did not cease in his movements.

He substituted a sword with his finger, stabbing onto a major acupoint on the back of the Northern Ocean Clone.

Wielding the Evil Sword Taotie, the Northern Ocean Clone's third sword descended, knocking Gu Zhang into the deep abyss as well.

Not having to wield the Extreme Yang Seal or wield the Evil Sword Taotie with all his might now, Yan Zhaoge felt much more at ease.

He only needed to cooperate with the black hole formed by Taotie's broken body and stop Kang Ping and the others from escaping. Then, he would leave Kang Ping and the others to the black hole.

Yan Zhaoge chuckled as he swivelled his head, his gaze falling on Luo Zhiyuan.

Luo Zhiyuan's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Before he could speak, Yan Zhaoge smiled, "This time, those who have been wronged will have their revenge, those who have enmity will have their revenge."

Even as he smiled, Yan Zhaoge did not stand on ceremony as he chopped downwards with his sword.

Luo Zhiyuan who had originally been forcibly supporting himself with a single sun wheel was instantly sent plummeting downwards by Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge's sword rotated, its sword-light suddenly turning gentle as it swept along Gu Hong and the others.

The black sword-light also manifested as a black hole, a boundless suction force emanating from within as it resisted the threat of the devouring force down below.

Sensing Yan Zhaoge's goodwill, Gu Hong pondered for a moment before simply releasing his sword-qi.

His entire person was instantly devoured by the black hole formed of Yan Zhaoge's sword-light.

Yan Zhaoge retracted his sword, the sword-light returning to his side as it manifested as a black hole once more before Gu Hong's figure flew backwards from within.

Gu Hong, Gongsun Wu and the accompanying experts of the North Sea Sword Pavilion and Copper Men Island all looked at the black hole down below in shock.

Seeing this, Luo Zhiyuan and the other Radiant Light Sect martial practitioners all felt a mouthful of blood surge up their throats as they very nearly fainted.

Gu Hong, Gongsun Wu and the others repeatedly thanked Yan Zhaoge.

"Little Friend Yan, it is all thanks to you this time. Otherwise, if we had been swept into that black hole …" Gu Hong said, shaking his head.

Of all of them, besides Kang Ping who had sufficient confidence, even without Yan Zhaoge blocking their way, there was only a fifty-fifty chance that the others would have been able to escape alive.

The Chief of Copper Men Island, the 'Three Headed Dragon Elephant' Gongsun Wu, cupped his hands towards Yan Zhaoge as well, "It is all thanks to Young Master Yan for saving us this time. Otherwise, things would truly have been disastrous. This old man is endlessly grateful."

Looking at Yan Zhaoge, he felt rather emotional.

Once upon a time, Yan Zhaoge had been a junior of the younger generation with a mysterious background who possessed outstanding talent and strength.

His background had caused many speculations of those of Copper Men Island as they had all been very optimistic about his future accomplishments.

Still, Yan Zhaoge himself would still not be able to stir up too much trouble in the next few years.

While Yan Zhaoge had first broken the Heavenly Fire Tribulation Thunder Formation and then caused the Grand Xuan Dynasty to be defeated without a battle, helping the anti-Xuan coalition out of their predicament.

Still, as many people saw it, it was more due to luck and circumstances.

At the very least, as Gongsun Wu of the sixth level of the Martial Saint realm, the late Seeing Divinity stage, Yan Zhaoge's personal strength still appeared rather weak.

From the perspective of a pure martial practitioner, he was still looking down on Yan Zhaoge from the perspective of a senior expert.

Yet, within a short period of time, with a speed that left one completely unprepared, this youth had actually already grown to such a level?

Seeing Yan Zhaoge joining hands with the Northern Ocean Clone and controlling the Evil Sword Taotie to attack, Gongsun Wu felt slightly shocked.

Before he had been able to react at all, Yan Zhaoge had already become this powerful.

Looking at Luo Zhiyuan and the others who had been struck down below, he secretly rejoiced that it was fortunate that his Copper Men Island had not formed enmity with Yan Zhaoge.

At the end of the day, they had always been on the same side, joining hands to resist the Grand Xuan Dynasty as there had not been any major conflicts between them.

Looking at the struggling Radiant Light Sect martial practitioners, Gongsun Wu's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, yet he was unable to do so in the end.

Gu Hong also wanted to plead for leniency on their behalf. Still, thinking of how Luo Zhiyuan had sold the wound of the sky that led to the Eight Extremities World to the Grand Xuan Dynasty when the Sun Moon Peak had fallen, he could only sigh in the end, keeping his mouth shut.

He instead looked rather worriedly at Yan Zhaoge, wondering if this youth had already understood the situation over at the wound of the sky as he considered how he should tell Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge remained leisurely. After helping Gu Hong and the others to extricate themselves, his sword-light spun, chopping towards Kang Ping once more.

Having suffered the first sword, Kang Ping's ascending momentum had been halted. Now that he was blocked by this sword, his figure finally plummeted uncontrollably downwards.

Yan Zhaoge spun around, sword after sword chopping towards Kang Ping, He Dongcheng, Gu Zhang and Luo Zhiyuan, causing them to sink unceasingly.

Kang Ping and the others roared furiously in unison, yet could only watch helplessly as they plummeted into the deep abyss.

Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, chuckling, "It feels a little like a game of whack-a-mole."

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