Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
Qingfeng arrived at the gate to Hell and found all the self-cultivators standing afar. They wanted to get the immortal sutra but did not want to lose their lives.
He noticed his steps becoming heavier and heavier as if he was carrying a 1000-kilogram stone on his back.
Hell was definitely incredibly horrific. Every single step Qingfeng Li took was becoming more and more difficult. The same went for the people with him. They were walking with difficulty like they were carrying humongous stones as well, and the ground sank as their feet stepped on it.
Everyone was becoming pale due to the intensive consumption of their vital essence.
Let’s stop and take a break.
Qingfeng Li waved his hand.
Flower Fairy was out of breath,
This is so tiring. Why is the pressure so strong here?
Black Puppy said in front,
We are fairly close to the entrance, and there are phantoms of demons and immortals. They are exerting an oppressive aura on the area.
Qingfeng Li looked up and saw the fighting phantoms in the sky. He knew, however, that those fights were not actually happening right now, but were projections from the ancient era.
Everything they were seeing had already happened thousands of years ago. They were only reflected through the entrance of the Hell under the Kunlun Mountains.
Qingfeng Li was surprised at how strong those phantoms were. As the destined person, he could sense their power way better than other people.
Suddenly, Qingfeng Li narrowed his eyes and saw Daoist and Sky-Devouring Snake being chased not far away.
They were being chased by people from the Wicked-Imperial Sect, led by a grey-haired old man in a grey robe. That was the senior elder of the Wicked-Imperial Sect.
How dare you bastards oppose our Wicked-Imperial Sect. Today is the day you die.
His gloomy eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at them.
Sky-Devouring Snake cursed in disdain,
Wicked-Imperial Sect, who the hell are you to dare to chase after us?!
You are playing with fire!
the old man in grey shouted as he reached out his right palm. It turned into a giant black palm as wide as 300 meters and slapped towards Sky-Devouring Snake.
Sky-Devouring Snake did not show any weakness. It wiggled its tail as it turned into a Heavenly Giant Snake and swung it.
The snake tail smacked into the palm, blasting out a loud noise.
Their bodies both backed up since neither of them could defeat the other. They were both half-step Spirit Emperor Realm masters.
At this time, two other old men walked out to the side of the grey-robed old man. They were the Junior Elder and the Third Elder of the Wicked-Imperial Sect, and they also charged at Sky-Devouring Snake at the same time.
Ziyue Jiang took out her sword with a gloomy face, and she slashed it at the Junior Elder. However, she wasn’t as strong as him and was sent flying by a slap, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
Ziyue Jiang was the princess of a high-tier planet. Although she was strong, she was only a master of the eighth level of the Spirit King Realm.
She was considered a powerful master in the younger generation, but she was no match for the older generation masters.
The other members of the Wolf Fang Team weren’t as strong as the two elders either. They were all sent flying by attacks and fell back onto the ground.
Sky-Devouring Snake wanted to rescue them, but the Junior Elder was in its way.
Qingfeng Li noticed that they were in danger from afar and decided to kill them all.
Damn you Wicked-Imperial Sect! You tried to kill Alice, and now you are after my other people!
His eyes shone with murderous intention as his body flew into the air and went towards them.
Qingfeng Li came to Ziyue Jiang like a tornado, despite the phantoms’ suppression.
You are here, Master.
Ziyue Jiang bowed to salute Qingfeng Li. She seemed delighted to see him.
Qingfeng Li smiled lightly and reached out his right hand to transfer his vital essence to her.
Qingfeng Li used to be a very skilled doctor and had recently become an alchemist as well. Hence, he cured Ziyue Jiang in just a little while.
He then went over and cured the other members the Wolf Fang Team.
Little brat, who are you to get in our way!?
the Third Elder asked coldly with a gloomy face.
Qingfeng Li glimpsed at him,
You old baldy. Why are you still trying to pick up girls now that your hair is almost gone.
Qingfeng Li’s rudeness surprised everyone, as no one would have imagined that he was arrogant enough to curse the third elder of the Wicked-Imperial Sect.
Their location was not far from the entrance of Hell, where thousands of self-cultivators had gathered.
Each of them was masters or elite disciples of powerful sects, and they all turned to look at Qingfeng Li.
Some of them recognized him. They were stunned, knowing his status in the world of self-cultivation.
Others who haven’t recognized him were wondering who he was.
Son, I am going to cut off your four limbs to let you understand what it costs to offend our Wicked-Imperial Sect.
The Third Elder whipped out a long blade.
It was a weird looking black blade that shone with a devilish black light. Powerful blade energy was leaking out from this level eight King Tier spiritual device.
The third Elder flipped his right wrist and slashed the long blade forward. Then he chopped it towards Qingfeng Li with enormous power like a sharp sword.
Qingfeng Li whipped out his long sword with his right hand.
It was his most powerful sword, the Golden Light Sword. He used his Dragon’s Thousand Steps to turn the sword into a ray of fierce sword energy. It flew from the sky onto the long blade with an incredibly powerful force.
Boom!
Third Elder’s long blade was cut in halves by the Golden Light Sword with the crack sound, and it fell to the floor in two pieces.
What? My blade is broken?
The Third Elder was reluctant to believe what had just happened.
In fact, his blade was an extremely high leveled precious weapon. No ordinary person would have been a well-matched adversary for him.
How did that happen?
The Third Elder could see that the level of Qingfeng Li’s sword was not as high as his blade.
Qingfeng Li definitely wouldn’t answer his question, as he was about to take his life.
Qingfeng Li suddenly thrust the Golden Light Sword toward the Third Elder. The sword was fast like a golden flash aiming at his heart, piercing through instantly.
Splash!
The Third Elder’s body fell hard to the ground, and he died with his eyes open.
He would have never believed that he would die by Qingfeng Li’s hand.
