Chapter 1337 - The Fall of a Patriarch

Chapter 1337 The Fall of a Patriarch
Nether King Tian Cang?
All the people on the battlefield of the stars looked stunned as they stared at the man who had died a long time ago. Could a dead man be revived?

Sword Demon Patriarch and those from Nether Prison were terrified. They didn’t understand why Tian Cang was here. They had seen with their own eyes that he was hacked into a thousand pieces and perished, but now he was standing in front of them.

No! You have not been resurrected! You’re just here for a short time by some power we don’t know!
Sword Demon Patriarch had a keen eye. When he saw Tian Cang’s somewhat blurry body, he immediately realized what happened.
This is a heaven-defying act that goes against the Great Path!
he shouted in a cold voice.

Hahaha! The Great Path? You dare mention the Great Path to me? I don’t give a damn about it!
Tian Cang laughed as he stepped over the air and came to Ice Saint’s side.
Horned Demon Patriarch’s pupils constricted.

You… How dare you bully my woman? Are you courting death?
said the Nether King in a cold voice. The next moment, he waved his hand. A terrible force that could overturn heaven and earth knocked the Patriarch flying backward and threw him hard into a passing meteorite.
Yellow Spring Great Sage touched his bald head with a strange look in his eyes. ‘It seems that Tian Cang is as formidable as ever!’ he thought.
In the distance, a small ship flew into the battlefield of the stars and floated in a corner. Bu Fang and the others sat on the deck, watching with wide eyes.
Sensing their presence, Yellow Spring Great Sage looked over his shoulder and saw Bu Fang.

Eh? How did Yellow Spring Great Sage become bald?
Bu Fang said, slightly surprised.

Yeah, he wasn’t bald before… To be honest, he looks ugly without hair,
Er Ha said, grinning.
When he heard that, Yellow Spring Great Sage’s face grew unsightly, and his heart filled with sorrow. Who was to be blamed for his bald head? The Fortune Flatbread! It was the fortune of the flatbread that turned him bald, and he couldn’t even stop it! Luckily, he grew stronger at the same time. Otherwise, he would cry himself to death if a bald head was the only thing that was bought by the Fortune Flatbread.
Ice Saint stared at Tian Cang with a complicated look in her eyes. When she saw his somewhat illusive body, she sighed.

He cannot stay in this world for too long! He’s a dead man, and he cannot be resurrected! Let’s fight and destroy him together!
said Sword Demon Patriarch.
With a rumbling sound, Horned Demon Patriarch, who was smashed into the meteorite, grew larger abruptly and transformed into a giant rhinoceros with three horns. His body was as enormous as a great mountain, and the tips of his horns gleamed sharply.
With a loud roar, the rhino charged, pointing its horns at Tian Cang. They seemed to crack the void as they drew closer.

Animal…
Tian Cang’s eyes turned sharp. Then, streams of black energy swept over, wrapped him up, and turned into the Nether King Armor, while the Nether King Halberd appeared in his hand. He swung with the halberd and smashed the rhino on the head.
A deafening rumble rang out as if some great mountain had collapsed, and then a terrible explosion forced the giant rhinoceros back several steps.
ROAR!
The beast was furious, and it charged again.

Let’s fight him together! He’s no longer as fearsome as he was!
Sword Demon Patriarch’s eyes lit up when he saw Tian Cang had failed to seriously injure the three-horned rhino, who was Horned Demon Patriarch.
The next moment, all the Patriarchs struck. An oppressive rumbling filled the air as they rushed toward Tian Cang, but they had just moved when a figure blocked their way.

Hey… Have you all forgotten about me?

It was Yellow Spring Great Sage. He turned to the Patriarchs and held his head up at a forty-five degree angle with a melancholy look. His faint voice gave them pause.

Yellow Spring… If you insist on meddling, you will die miserably! Don’t say I never warned you! A man who has lived so long as you must be afraid of death! Since you’re afraid of death, get yourself away from here as far as you can!
Sword Demon Patriarch said coldly. Around him, countless swords rose, bursting with mighty energy.

You’re right. A man who lives long fears death…
Yellow Spring Great Sage said, touching his bald head.
However… I hate being threatened more than being afraid of death.

The next moment, a jade jar appeared in his hand. He slapped its lid open, and a rich bouquet immediately wafted out of the jar while a multicolored light illuminated the sky.
Gulp.
Carefully, Yellow Spring Great Sage took a sip of the wine, then narrowed his eyes and smacked his lips. He seemed to be enjoying himself.

I’d best take a sip of the wine first, just in case anything happens,
he said.
You have forced me to drink my most precious wine… None of you are going to escape from me!
After that, he clenched his fist and charged toward the five Patriarchs, his bald head gleaming in the starry sky.
They fought with each other once again, shaking the skies with a rumbling sound.
In the distance, Er Ha and the others were stunned.

Heavens… When did Yellow Spring Great Sage become so formidable?


He became stronger after he’s gone bald? How could there be such an incredible thing?

Bu Fang thought it was strange, too. Yellow Spring Great Sage’s fortune was indeed unusual.
…
Tian Cang clasped the Nether King Halberd. Although it was not the real one, it was still very powerful. With every hit, he made the huge rhino bleed.
Ice Saint floated in the distance with her white robes fluttering in the wind. There was a blurry look in her eyes. As she looked at the mighty figure, memories came back to her, and she remembered seeing him fighting thousands of foes alone… Unfortunately, he was dead. Still, being able to see him again today had somewhat relieved her melancholy.
Bam!
The huge rhino was hit once again. Two of its three horns broke, and streams of blood were pouring out. Tian Cang didn’t say anything to Ice Saint. They didn’t even make eye contact. He just kept beating the rhino as if he was venting all his emotions through it…
His silence saddened Ice Saint. She knew, and Tian Cang also knew, that he would not stay in this world for too long. Perhaps the only thing he could do for her was to kill this three-horned rhinoceros who had bullied her.
Tian Cang’s eyes were fierce as he threw his palm and snapped the rhino’s last horn. The air rang with the beast’s terrible howl as the blood of a Great Saint spilled across the starry sky, while the broken horn floated through the battlefield, gleaming.
Horned Demon Patriarch was scared. He was really scared. He had thought that Tian Cang was no longer as fearsome as before, but it turned out that the Nether King was crazier and fiercer after returning from death.
Tian Cang took a step and rode on the rhino’s back. His black hair lashed at the void like thunder, and his eyes shone brilliantly as he punched the rhino with his huge fists over and over again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With every punch, he made the rhino cough up blood.
Sword Demon Patriarch and the others were stunned.
If this continues, Horned Demon will be killed!
The death of one of the nine Patriarchs would be shocking news to Nether Prison, and they could not afford it!
Hurry and rescue him!

Sword Demon Patriarch roared as thousands of swords shot out of him.
Ten Thousand Swords!

Rumbling sounds filled the battlefield as the swords broke free of Yellow Spring Great Sage’s interception, turned into a river of swords, and poured toward Tian Cang with dreadful power. This was Sword Demon Patriarch’s strongest technique, and he had used it when he faced Tian Cang last time.
The Nether King held his halberd over his head and began to spin it faster and faster until it turned into a wheel. The sound of metal on metal rang out the next moment when the river of swords crashed into the spinning wheel. None of the swords could pass through it, and in fact, every one of them was bounced off! Even then, Tian Cang punched the rhino between his legs once again with his powerful fist.
Ice Saint watched with a blank face. Her eyes turned slightly red as she covered her mouth with a slender hand.
On the Netherworld Ship, Nethery’s eyes flickered, You Ji pursed her lips, and Bu Fang was expressionless. Er Ha, on the other hand, arched his brows and said,
My dad is still so good at attracting girls…

Suddenly, Bu Fang narrowed his eyes as he sensed something unusual. The next moment, a horrible wave of pressure descended, which was so powerful that its appearance silenced the skies. He turned abruptly and glanced in a certain direction.
There, the void in the battlefield of the stars was ripped open, and a figure slowly walked out of it.
Everyone sucked in a cold breath. The void in the battlefield of the stars was very stable, and it would require a great force to rip it open. And yet, the figure was able to do that. How strong was he?!
It was an expert who glowed goldenly with a burly body and a serious face. His eyes were cold and ruthless, and fearful waves spread from him, shaking the void.

Tyrant Patriarch?!

The man walked across the starry sky. Around him, the void distorted, and turbulences lashed at him, but he wasn’t concerned by them. With just his flesh, he could resist the lashes from the turbulences. He was that strong.
Waves of terrible pressure swept across the battlefield, making everyone feel breathless.
Tyrant Patriarch was the third strongest Patriarch of the nine clans, and he was far stronger than Sword Demon Patriarch and the others. He did not come with the Nether Prison army to invade Earth Prison, so no one had expected that he would rip apart the void and come to the battlefield of the stars at this point.
He glanced around. His gaze swept across the void like two sharp beams of light, stinging the eyes of those who met with them.
Bu Fang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Nether King Tian Cang… What are you doing here? You are dead, and you should stay dead. This world doesn’t need you anymore. Now, let go of Horned Demon,
Tyrant Patriarch’s powerful voice rang through the skies.
Riding on the rhino, Tian Cang gave Tyrant Patriarch an indifferent look, then thrust the tip of his halberd into the rhino’s head.
Who are you to ask me to let go of him?
He pushed the halberd hard and twisted it.
The rhino’s eyes turned bloodshot instantly. Its shrill howl echoed throughout the battlefield, its body trembling violently and its aura on the verge of crumbling.

How dare you!
A loud cry exploded out. Tyrant Patriarch took a step forward and lifted his fist. Streams of golden energy swirled around the fist, which seemed powerful enough to blow heaven and earth apart.
In that case, I’ll kill you one more time!
He threw the fist out, which turned into an enormous fist instantly!
At this moment, a figure with a bald head descended, lifted his fist, and threw it at Tyrant Patriarch’s fist.
BOOM!
The golden fist shattered while Yellow Spring Great Sage trembled.
Tian Cang boy, do what you want to do… I’ll hold off this bald guy. Take it as my tribute to you.

Tyrant Patriarch was bald as well.
Tian Cang’s eyes flickered, then he smiled wickedly, pulled the halberd out, and thrust it into the rhino’s head once again.
Horned Demon Patriarch twitched and twisted violently, then his movements began to grow weaker and weaker… Before long, his vitality energy scattered across heaven and earth.
Bu Fang’s eyes lit up, and his breathing became rapid as he stared at the huge rhinoceros. ‘That’s a Nine-revolution-Great-Saint-grade food ingredient! Don’t waste it!’
The Nether King Halberd cut along the rhino’s back and made a huge bloody gash. Blood poured out of it, falling like rain.
In the distance, Yellow Spring Great Sage charged at Tyrant Patriarch and threw out a fist, which collided with the Patriarch’s golden fist once again. A loud rumbling sound rang out, then his eyes went wide as he was knocked flying backward. At this moment, his mighty aura began to dwindle rapidly, while stubby hair grew over his bald head.
‘Shit! The fortune is over…’ Yellow Spring Great Sage’s heart sank. He touched his head, and when he found that his hair was growing back, he smiled happily.
Meanwhile, Tian Cang’s body was growing blurrier and blurrier, and wisps of black smoke kept leaking from him. The rhino floated in midair with its belly facing the sky, drifting. There was no more life in it. A Patriarch of the nine Nether Prison clans had fallen. However, Tian Cang wasn’t concerned about that. His eyes finally rested on Ice Saint. They didn’t talk to each other but only made eye contact… After a few silent moments, he sighed.
The wind blew. Gradually, Tian Cang’s body dissolved into smoke and disappeared from the battlefield of the stars.
Ice Saint lowered her hand and bit her lip. A hint of grief spread across her striking face.
On the Netherworld Ship, Er Ha froze. He was somewhat depressed when he saw Tian Cang vanish. He turned to look at Bu Fang and said seriously,
Bu Fang, give me your flatbread. I want flatbread…


It won’t work,
Bu Fang answered, glancing at Er Ha. Nevertheless, he still gave the latter a flatbread and watched him shove it into his mouth.