The holy words could be heard clearly in every part of the shattered space. Every genius heard the voice of "Number One Heavenly King Yang Wu".
In a quiet place, Zi Yu Yue, who had been in a daze the entire time, heard this. Her beautiful eyes lit up as she muttered, "Big Brother Wu didn't die, and even became number one on the Heavenly King Rankings!"
After she woke up, Lei Xuyang told her that Yang Wu had been killed by Kun Xuan with the small banana fan. Her heart was broken.
Her feelings for Yang Wu were incomprehensible to outsiders. She loved Yang Wu as much as she loved her parents. No one could replace him. If he died, her heart would die as well.
Now, hearing that not only was Yang Wu not dead, but he had also obtained the first place on the Heavenly King Rankings, she cried tears of joy.
"Bastard, how could Yang Wu not be dead!" Lei Xuyang roared in anger.
"Yang Wu must die. Even if we can't kill him here, we must kill him when we get out!" Another genius from the Purple Firmament Hall said.
"That's right. After killing so many of our fellow disciples, the heavens will not tolerate his death."
"Once we get out of here, I'll immediately beg the elders to suppress him."
… ….
Zi Yu Yue acted as if she didn't hear their words. In her heart, she was thinking that if she could meet Yang Wu again, she really wanted to have a good talk with him.
In other directions, different geniuses all revealed strange emotions. They didn't understand at all how Yang Wu had become the number one Heavenly King.
"Young Hall King, he … What happened to him? How could the number one position be taken by someone else? Could it be that he was defeated by Yang Wu? "
"The Young Hall King is a genius, so he shouldn't have been defeated. Perhaps this Yang Wu was lucky enough to obtain some good fortune, which is why he surpassed the Young Hall King."
"Yang Wu is from the King of Hell's Palace. Wasn't he defeated by Kun Xuan? How did he suddenly become the number one Heavenly King? Could it be that something went wrong? "
"To be able to suppress the Young Hall King, they are all amazing people. If we meet them in the future, we should hide as far away as possible."
…
Yang Wu's name swept through the shattered space. He had yet to enter the Transcendent Realm, but he quickly gained a place in the Transcendent Realm.
At this moment, Yang Wu and Yang Jie had already circled around to the other side. They did not leave the Yaksha Tribe's territory. It seemed like they were still plotting something.
"Two great heroes, please do me a favor and let me go. I have never harmed your little sister." Jiang Ping, who was being held by Yang Jie, cried out.
At this moment, Jiang Ping was bound by a tough rope. Not only that, but his meridians were also sealed to prevent him from using his combat strength to escape.
Yang Wu and Yang Jie pretended not to hear him. They were too lazy to pay attention to Jiang Ping. They only wanted to sell him for a good price.
"Hey, hey, I, Jiang Ping, can be killed, but not humiliated. Do you believe that I won't bite my tongue and commit suicide for you to see?" Jiang Ping continued to shout.
"Come, come. Those who don't bite their tongues and commit suicide are grandsons," Yang Jie replied.
"Hehe, I was just joking. I don't think I have ever offended the two of you. Can we sit down and have a good chat?" Jiang Ping begged.
Yang Jie did not speak again. He grabbed Jiang Ping and continued to walk with Yang Wu.
"Alright, even if you want to capture me, at least put some clothes on me. It's not good to leave me naked. It's almost dawn. How can I meet people like this?"
"Brothers, I know where a saint's treasury is. If you are willing to let me go, I will take you with me on a treasure hunt."
"Oh right, I also know where to find a pair of beautiful twin sisters. They are both at the Earth Sea Realm. If I can taste them, I will definitely feel good."
…
"Seal his mouth." Yang Wu could not stand Jiang Ping's endless chatter and said to Yang Jie.
"Okay!" Yang Jie responded. He took out a stone and stuffed it into Jiang Ping's mouth.
This was a king grade stone. It was extremely hard. When it was stuffed into Jiang Ping's mouth, it almost broke his teeth.
"Woo woo …" Jiang Ping struggled, but no one sympathized with him.
This guy had done many evil things. Treating him this way was already considered merciful.
"Wait for me here. I will kill my way into the Yaksha Tribe and take a look," Yang Wu instructed Yang Jie.
Yang Wu did not wait for Yang Jie's reply and sneaked into the Yaksha Tribe.
Most of the top 100 Heavenly Kings had attacked the Yaksha Tribe. Many Yakshas had been killed, and many geniuses had also died. No one knew what Yang Wu was trying to do by taking the risk to enter the Yaksha Tribe again.
Yang Wu was basically sure that Zi Yu Yue was not here. He was going to kill his way into the Yaksha Tribe to look for something unique to the Yaksha Tribe.
He had looted many of the geniuses. Although he had taken all of them, he believed that there might be even more treasures in the Yaksha Tribe's territory.
As Yang Wu approached the yakshas, some of the ghost trees attacked him. These ghost trees were densely packed, and their vines whipped at Yang Wu like ghosts. They either bound him or tried to strangle him. These attacks were enough to give any king a headache, but they were ineffective against Yang Wu.
Yang Wu's body was wrapped by the Blue Enchantress. He pointed his finger forward and a flaming finger shot out, piercing through a few of the Ghost Trees. The blue flames burned their bodies and they let out bone-chilling screams. The vines that were about to hit Yang Wu quickly retreated as if they had met their nemesis when they came into contact with the blue flames on his body.
The Ghost Trees were evil creatures that were most afraid of extreme Yang flames. Yang Wu's Blue Enchantress Rope was their nemesis.
Yang Wu rushed into the Yaksha Tribe's territory as if he had entered a no-man's land. This place was filled with poisonous fog, and there were many poisonous creatures. Even a Heavenly Fish Realm warrior would die here if he did not have a high-level Poison Repellent Pill.
Those geniuses who could gain something from this place were indeed extraordinary. Unfortunately, they had all been robbed by Yang Wu.
"How dare a damned human come near us? Kill him!" A Yaksha's hoarse voice rang out.
Suddenly, a dozen Yakshas rushed out. They had all reached the Heavenly King Realm. They formed a team and attacked Yang Wu.
Yang Wu did not waste time talking to them. His fists were like dragons as he punched out continuously. A fire dragon that was 100 feet long charged out. Wherever it went, Yakshas would be devoured and killed. They were not a match for this fire dragon at all.
Yang Wu dealt with these dozen Yakshas in one move. Soon, close to 100 Yakshas appeared. These Yakshas were all Heavenly Kings and below. They were not much of a threat, but it would take some effort to deal with them.
Yang Wu did not have time to play with them. He charged toward the Yaksha Tribe's territory. Wherever he went, Yakshas would be killed. None of them were a match for him.
Very soon, a Heavenly Yaksha flew out. It held an Evil Dragon Bone Saber and slashed out toward Yang Wu. It even spewed out thick venom from its mouth. The double attack could give any Heavenly Fish Realm geniuses a headache.
Yang Wu had gone all out in his battle with the Young Hall King. He should have been in his weakest state. However, after receiving the baptism of the holy light, his battle prowess did not decrease. Instead, it went up another level and he was at his peak. He ignored Heavenly Yaksha's venom and continued to punch out. A fire dragon raised its head and pounced toward that Evil Dragon Bone Saber.
Bang!
The Evil Dragon Bone Saber was sent flying. Heavenly Yaksha's arm was burned by the flames, and it was in so much pain that it let out an agonizing cry. When it sensed that the flames were still spreading toward its body, it tore off its burning arm without any hesitation.
It was also at this moment that Yang Wu got close to Heavenly Yaksha and punched out toward its lower abdomen, causing its body to explode and die.
At the instant Yang Wu killed the enemy, a few concealed figures appeared next to him. Different attacks encompassed Yang Wu at the same time.
This was the Yaksha race's Innate Talent — Stealth Kill.
These attacks seemed very fast and ferocious, but as Yang Wu's soul body was formed, his senses were extremely strong. Without even needing to look, he could clearly sense the attack trajectories of these few Yakshas. Yang Wu got close to the Yaksha on the right. Before its attack landed, he grabbed onto its neck and used it as a shield to block the attacks from the other Yakshas.
"Ahhh!"
That Yaksha was in a complete tragedy. It was killed by its companions' full-power attacks.
Yang Wu flew up and kicked out a few times consecutively. Several streams of leg light flashed past. These leg lights were like sickles used to harvest rice, slicing off the heads of those few Yakshas.
A spear appeared in Yang Wu's hand. He said calmly, "I'm borrowing the Yakshas to practice my Yang Clan's Spear Manual!"
After the battle with the Young Hall King, he understood how extraordinary the Yang Clan's Spear Manual was. It could make use of the power of Battle Blood to burst out with even stronger spear power.
Yang Wu continued to charge forward. Wave after wave of Yakshas appeared. The number of Yakshas increased, reaching a thousand and still increasing. Such a number would make anyone's scalp tingle. However, Yang Wu's expression was calm. He drew the spear head on the ground, scraping out bursts of sparks. When the spear head was raised, a spear light shot out like a snake. In the blink of an eye, a large number of Yakshas had fallen.
Yang Wu wasn't a Heavenly Fish Realm martial artist, but he was stronger than one. Every move of his spear contained Spear Intent. This was the benefit of using Battle Blood and Spear Arts at the same time. The lethality increased at the same time. Many Yakshas screamed miserably as black blood flowed everywhere. From time to time, severed limbs would splatter. Yaksha corpses would fall to the ground. As they died, the death aura was directly absorbed by Yang Wu's Dao of Death, strengthening it.
"This human is so powerful. He's not afraid of our tribe's poison mist. What should we do?"
"Kill, we must fight to the end. Our Yaksha Race isn't afraid of death."
"Even if we die in battle, we must exhaust his energy!"
…
Yang Wu didn't know how many Yakshas he killed. He didn't feel tired at all. He waved the battle spear more and more smoothly, and the Spear Arts became more and more powerful. There were snake shadows, fierce tigers, and flood dragons … All kinds of attacks contained destructive power as they slaughtered the Yakshas.
The more Yang Wu killed, the more he felt that the Dragon Reverse Spear Art was extraordinary. It could resonate with Battle Blood. Without Battle Blood, the Spear Art's power would be reduced by half.
Suddenly, a terrifying blue dragon appeared and circled the area. It instantly reaped the lives of hundreds of Yakshas. This earth-shattering power completely frightened the Yakshas who hadn't been killed.
The Dragon Reverse Spear Art had reached the greater success stage!
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