Cultivation through Skin Making - Chapter 751 - 263. In the Next Life, Open Your Eyes Wide (6.1K Words - Subscription Requested)_3
Chapter 751: 263. In the Next Life, Open Your Eyes Wide (6.1K Words – Subscription Requested)_3
Saying that, he suddenly strode away, heading towards the direction of the Vast Sea, laughing madly: “How has heaven not treated me unkindly, often placing me in life-and-death situations, what does today even count as?”
As the last word fell, he had already appeared before the blood-red Forbidden Stake, his five fingers closing upon it, as the refining power quickly attacked it.
“Celestial Dao Talent, huh?”
“Heh…”
“I have everything.”
“Refine it for me!”
…
…
Dong…
Rumble.
The “Pole Guardian” is a high-ranking position in the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty, wherein only those at least in the late stage of the Profound Yellow First Realm, and with some personal influence, can be selected.
At this moment, a yellow-robed cultivator was toying with beauties when he suddenly felt the stake he was protecting begin to tremble frequently, pushing away the beauties at once, he quickly got up, his expression both anxious and furious.
This yellow-robed cultivator knew the consequences of “failing to guard the stake,” fearing the Tyrant would tear him apart alive.
So, regardless of who was shaking the Forbidden Stake, they must die!
“What’s this eyesore thing.”
“Come with me.
The yellow-robed cultivator mobilized all the cultivators in the sect, leading a group of thousands grandly towards the Forbidden Stake.
In a moment, he appeared not far from the Forbidden Stake, his divine sense swept over, and hurriedly landed on a black-robed youth seemingly refining the Forbidden Stake, yet before he could speak, he suddenly sensed and turned his attention to a beautiful woman beside the black-robed youth.
She wore a beige dress, soft and delicate, with lively eyes that gave a first impression of warmth like spring water, her long hair like ink, her graceful posture moving as if boneless…
Feeling his divine sense locking onto her, the beautiful woman quickly attempted to hide.
But the yellow-robed cultivator had already confirmed it.
He was overjoyed inside.
’Han Weizi!’
’It really is Han Weizi!’
’Today, it seems I’ve turned misfortune to fortune!’
However, his divine sense swept over the surrounding people again, quickly discerning where these people came from, and what their background was, daring to touch the Forbidden Stake under a situation where Emperor Changye had unified the Western Nether Realm, ruling the skies, and everything was determined.
His expression shifted, thinking: ’Could they be out of hiding, so they’ve come to risk destroying the Forbidden Stake, let me test first.’
After thinking that, he could think no more.
Nor move.
His Divine Soul was pulled out, seeing his body and thoughts.
After reaching the Profound Yellow Three Realms, Song Yan’s power underwent a qualitative change — able to shatter the void and travel fleetingly through space fragments.
And he understood his own power characteristics — unlike Emperor Changye, who needed to act out the ways of a Tyrant, combining Profound Qi Yin and Yang to gather Tyrant’s Aura, he didn’t need to do anything, if the Aura of Freedom required something to be done to obtain it, what freedom would that be?
The massive Great Freedom Realm instantly enveloped the yellow-robed cultivator, disassembling and absorbing him.
Instantly, the yellow-robed cultivator vanished, replaced by another layer around Song Yan.
But it wasn’t over…
Several powerful disciples from the sect who accompanied the yellow-robed cultivator also evaporated instantly.
The remaining disciples stared in terror at this scene, after briefly silent, burst into frantic cries of “Run!”, “Run!” However, Hua Xianggu and Xiao Hanshan were already waiting, and the two dashed out like beams of light, with eerie laughter blocking these disciples’ retreat.
Song Yan pressed his five fingers against the blood-colored Forbidden Pillar.
Little Wei’er realized, her lord was encircling and intercepting reinforcements while nurturing strength with battle, planning to directly transform the Forbidden Pillar into his own, thus engaging in a long tug-of-war with Emperor Changye, as if contending for the world, devouring and gnawing, clashing in short-range battles.
Little Bell understood too, her eyes flashing with light, looking as if “there’s no regret in this life to die alongside the lord.”
Song Yan’s eyes narrowed, his sinister expression soft like the most cunning snake in the dark.
In mid-air, a sudden change occurred.
A massive hand abruptly formed, falling from the sky, as if an entire world was collapsing towards Song Yan’s head.
’Little Ice, strike.’
Song Yan transmitted his thoughts.
The Ice Abyss Phoenix was startled but still obeyed Brother Xuanchan’s words, with a flap of its wings, unleashed endless frost towards that massive hand, “snap” destroying it, immediately protecting Song Yan tightly.
“Ice Abyss Phoenix.” A voice exclaimed joyously from mid-air.
Then that voice became more elated.
“Han Weizi!”
“Han Lingzi!”
The last shout was accompanied by clouds and mist tumbling across the sky, forming a grotesque face along with shattered Secret Realms. Slender eyes like snakes, a collapsed nose like a broken mountain; lips thin as a line were grinning to the ears…
Hua Xianggu felt a chill in her heart, shouting angrily: “Old Li, there are Emperor Changye’s puppets among these people!”
“Too late.”
From mid-air, Emperor Changye laughed mockingly, then pointed out, “Isn’t this kind of knowledge something you should have already considered? Foolish to the extreme, do you dare challenge me?”
Finally, he fixated those narrow eyes on Song Yan, sneering word by word: “Li…Xuan…chan, correct? I’ll pleasantly enjoy Han Weizi and Han Lingzi right before your eyes.
I will take Han Weizi as my kept woman, enjoying her every night; as for the Spirit Consort who betrayed me, I’ll give her to ministers and generals to toy with, after they tire, I’ll let the cultists use her as a furnace, then the Demon Beasts will have their way, and when she’s driven mad, I’ll toss her to the mortals… how does that sound?”
Song Yan sneered, “You want to shake my heart, but you’re still lacking a bit?”
“Huh? You think so?”
Emperor Changye laughed wildly as if hearing the world’s greatest joke.
Song Yan stated calmly, “Try breaking Little Ice’s defense first.”
As he spoke, Emperor Changye’s body gradually solidified, boundless Tyrant’s Aura gathered here, and continued converging.
