Chapter 78

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The red-haired youth, struck in the chest, immediately retreated, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. His dazed expression instantly returned, but was quickly replaced by one of terror. His tall figure, as if struck by a bolt of lightning, rolled on the ground, rolling nearly ten zhang before stopping, his body convulsing, his face pale like wax. Although he did not pass out, he had no strength left to struggle.

"Roar" "Rumble"

The golden fierce tiger roared in the air, its limbs stomping with a thunderous sound. The ten-zhang tiger seemed to leap out from a wild jungle, ready to devour a person as soon as it appeared!

"Rumble"

Zhou Hu, startled by the overwhelming fist wind, felt a hint of danger from this fierce attack, which made his gaze slightly more serious.

"Swish"

The Blood Fierce Blade hummed, the blade light flickering, and a blood-colored blade shadow swept across the air, bringing an overwhelming force straight toward the target!

"Roar" "Rumble"

A red and a golden light suddenly exploded, the blade light and the fist wind sweeping out, ultimately dissipating into nothing!

The sudden punch actually matched Zhou Hu's terrifying blood-colored blade shadow in a tie!

"Thud"

The dazzling pale golden light slowly dissipated, revealing a slender figure standing quietly in front of the ten people with weakened auras. His back was to the crowd, his black hair hanging over his shoulders, exuding a towering aura of killing intent and boundless malice! This person, of course, was Ye Wuque!

"Ha ha... cough cough... ha ha ha ha..."

Seeing the slender figure standing alone, Sima Ao was the first to laugh, his laughter filled with indescribable excitement and relief!

Lin Yingluo's cold eyes sparkled at this moment, her heart trembling, then calming down, as if with Ye Wuque's arrival, there was no longer anything to worry about.

"Huff huff huff..."

Mo Honglian, who had been gasping for breath, finally put her heart at ease. She leaned against Mo Qingye's embrace, slowly closing her eyes, her red lips curling into a stunning arc.

Nalan Yan covered her chest, her gaze fixed on the slender back of the black-robed figure, her eyes widening in surprise!

"Right, it's him. He is... Ye Wuque from Longguang Main City?"

The venomous eyes and the brilliant gaze met, the atmosphere within dozens of zhang around them seemed to freeze, with only the two figures emitting powerful auras continuously rising.

"Ye Wuque..."

Zhou Hu spoke calmly, seemingly returning to his indifferent self, but the cold light in his venomous eyes revealed his inner turmoil.

"It's indeed me, Ye Wuque. I kept you waiting."

The killing intent in Ye Wuque's eyes was unmasked, but his tone was surprisingly calm, his expression like a thousand-year-old ice.

There was no need to elaborate on the enmity between them; both had reasons to want to destroy the other. However, in the Hundred Cities Battle, they could not take lives, but Zhou Hu knew many methods more terrifying than death, and Ye Wuque was equally aware of them.

Looking at Ye Wuque, who was expressionless ten zhang away, Zhou Hu narrowed his eyes. After entering the Yuan Yang Hall, he finally waited for Ye Wuque. Previously, he had been forced to make concessions by this person, which made Zhou Hu both hate and fear Ye Wuque.

"Late-stage Peak Soul Essence Realm, Ye Wuque, your cultivation truly surprises me. Truly..."

"Your words are too many!"

Before Zhou Hu could finish, Ye Wuque interrupted with a low shout. Then, the Holy Dao Battle Qi surged, his combat power fully unleashed, his gaze sharp as a knife, his killing intent overwhelming, he fiercely attacked Zhou Hu!

Ye Wuque's patience with Zhou Hu had already reached its limit. He had not acted earlier to ensure that Sima Ao, the three Mo sisters, and Lin Yingluo were not in danger.

Now that he confirmed that the five were seriously injured but not in mortal danger, Ye Wuque felt relieved and could finally deal with Zhou Hu!

Although he did not know what had happened from the time Zhou Hu obtained the Red Cap Four Yang Gong and the storage ring until now, from the scenes transmitted by Ji Yuanyang, Ye Wuque had already decided that Zhou Hu would pay a tenfold price!

"Humph! Looking for death!"

Seeing Ye Wuque rapidly approaching, Zhou Hu let out a cold snort. The Blood Fierce Blade's blade light flickered continuously. Since Ye Wuque was eager to die, he was more than happy to oblige.

"Blood Fierce Three Styles! Blood Breaks a Thousand Jins!"

"Swish"

A twenty-zhang blood-red blade shadow hung in the air, emitting a scorching and fierce aura, sweeping in all directions, and fiercely chopping down on the approaching Ye Wuque!

Nalan Yan's hand covering her chest tightened involuntarily. She knew exactly how powerful Zhou Hu's blade was. The ten of them had barely managed to block this blade with their combined efforts, and four of them were injured.

Now, the same blade was facing a single person, and a cultivator at the late-stage Peak Soul Essence Realm!

How could he block it? How could he possibly block it?

"Whoosh"

The rapidly advancing Ye Wuque looked up at the twenty-zhang blood-red blade shadow that split the air like lightning, his expression unchanged, his gaze sharp, his aura overwhelming, his entire body emitting a dazzling pale golden light!

"Full Moon... with a flaw!"

A low shout echoed from the pale golden light, and a pale golden full moon suddenly appeared behind the rapidly moving Ye Wuque, as if slowly rising from behind him, then trembling in the air, hovering above his head!

The pale golden full moon hung high in the sky, emitting a bright light, giving a sense of perfect completeness, like life, harmonious and perfect. But in the next moment, a flaw suddenly appeared on the pale golden full moon!

"Rumble"

As soon as the flaw appeared, an indescribable aura spread, as if a life that was harmonious and complete was no longer complete.

A full moon with a flaw, a life with regrets.

"Rumble... rumble..."

Small flaws continuously appeared on the pale golden full moon, and eventually, the full moon was no longer complete, transforming into a pale golden crescent moon.

"Rumble"

The golden crescent moon hung in the air, emitting a sense of loneliness and solitude, as if the crescent moon directly touched the depths of one's heart, making one feel melancholic and filled with sorrow.

Just like Nalan Yan at this moment, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, feeling a tremor in her heart, involuntarily feeling a sense of sorrow. This sudden strange feeling made Nalan Yan pause, then she saw the golden crescent moon hovering above Ye Wuque's head, her expression turning serious!

"Being able to make others resonate with a battle skill silently is not a power that even high-quality or supreme battle skills can possess! Only... a Yellow-grade battle skill!"

With this thought, Nalan Yan's gaze towards Ye Wuque became intense, her eyes burning!

"Rumble"

The golden crescent moon floated up and down in the air, hovering above Ye Wuque's head, moving forward with him!

"Swish"

The twenty-zhang blood-red blade shadow swept across the air, like a blood-red ribbon, the pungent smell of blood was extremely strong!

"Rumble"

Ye Wuque's speed increased, and the golden crescent moon above his head suddenly leaped into the air, spinning rapidly, dragging a long trail of pale golden light, directly striking the twenty-zhang blood-red blade shadow!

"Boom" "Rumble"

The blood-red blade shadow and the golden crescent moon, each emitting dazzling light, collided with a thunderous sound, the bright light scattering in all directions, instantly enveloping nearly a hundred zhang around them!

Zhou Hu, with a cold expression, held the Blood Fierce Blade in front of his chest, a mocking and disdainful smile on his lips.

No one understood the power of the Blood Fierce Three Styles better than Zhou Hu. For a late-stage Peak Soul Essence Realm cultivator to face it head-on? It was pure suicide.

"To make me unable to die? Haha, I thought you, Ye Wuque, were someone, but it seems I overestimated you."

This thought flashed through Zhou Hu's mind, and he narrowed his eyes, the cruel intent in them flickering. He would not let Ye Wuque off easily; becoming a cripple was a luxury. He would thoroughly destroy both Ye Wuque's physical body and his will!

"Rumble"

The golden and red elemental lights continuously collided, but Zhou Hu, holding the Blood Fierce Blade, did not advance but retreated, his steps calm, the feeling of holding the storage ring and the scroll in his left hand making him even more pleased.

"In this Hundred Cities Battle, I, Zhou Hu, will surely reach the top. No one... can stop me!"

Thinking of his glorious future, Zhou Hu's heart surged with boundless pride, his face flushed with arrogance.

"Rumble"

However, a sudden hum in the air made Zhou Hu's expression change!

"What is this..."

"Chant"

A light chant, like a distant murmur, suddenly a golden crescent moon burst out from the golden and red lights, its pale golden light cutting through the sky, rushing straight at Zhou Hu, incredibly fast!

"Oh no!"

Zhou Hu's expression changed, and he immediately held the Blood Fierce Blade in front of his chest. The dark red blade emitted a bright red blade light, enveloping his entire body. Then, the golden crescent moon descended from the sky, striking him directly!

"Thud" "Boom"

"Zzz"

At this moment, the fluctuations from the previous attack finally dissipated!

"Zzz"

His feet rubbed against the ground, his body forced to retreat rapidly by a powerful force. Zhou Hu, with a shocked expression, could not stabilize himself. With a powerful thrust from his right hand, the Blood Fierce Blade stabbed into the ground, and he finally stabilized himself after retreating seven to eight zhang.

After stabilizing himself, a hint of shock appeared in Zhou Hu's eyes. The tiger's mouth of his right hand, which held the Blood Fierce Blade, had already split from the force, blood flowing. However, this was not the reason for his shock. He was shocked by the power he felt from the golden crescent moon and the intense turmoil in his body!

"Rumble"

A slender figure, surrounded by pale golden elemental light, cut through the elemental light like a sharp sword, rapidly approaching Zhou Hu, his eyes sharp as a knife, his killing intent surging, his aura overwhelming!

Nalan Yan, who had seen everything, was no less shocked than Zhou Hu. If she had not seen Zhou Hu retreat seven to eight zhang and his expression change, she would not have believed that this late-stage Peak Soul Essence Realm Ye Wuque could force Zhou Hu to retreat with a single move, and remain unharmed himself.

In Nalan Yan's original estimation, even if Ye Wuque had learned a Yellow-grade battle skill, he could at most use it to barely fight Zhou Hu, then tie him up to buy them time to heal. If she and Mo Honglian could recover, the three of them together might be able to defeat Zhou Hu, who was also injured.

However, everything developed beyond Nalan Yan's imagination. Ye Wuque actually forced Zhou Hu to retreat with a single move, and remained unharmed himself.

"How about it, Nalan, isn't it unbelievable?"

Suddenly, Mo Honglian's voice, slightly amused, sounded in her ear, her tone free of any worry, relaxed and natural.

Nalan Yan turned to look at Mo Honglian, pausing slightly, then smiled and said, "From the tone of your voice, Mo, you seem to have great confidence in Ye Wuque. Aren't you afraid he will be defeated by Zhou Hu?"

"Humph! Big Brother Ye won't! Big Brother Ye is very strong!"

Mo Baiou, pale-faced, and Mo Honglian, lying in Mo Qingye's arms, had woken up at some point. Hearing Nalan Yan's words, her big eyes tightly fixed on the distant Ye Wuque, she pouted and said in a delicate voice.

Mo Qingye, supporting her elder sister and younger sister, saw a hint of agreement in her expressive eyes.

Gently tapping Mo Baiou's forehead, Mo Honglian knew that although her younger sister had been injured by blocking a blade for her, she was not seriously hurt. With Mo Qingye's help, the two women had taken the remaining two Pure Lotus Pills and were recovering from their injuries.

Seeing the three Mo sisters all believe in this young man named Ye Wuque, Nalan Yan felt a sense of curiosity about him. However, when she refocused her gaze on the distant Ye Wuque, her eyes narrowed!

"Boom"

Pulling the Blood Fierce Blade out of the ground, the venomous light in Zhou Hu's eyes was replaced by naked killing intent. His elemental energy surged, suppressing the injuries from his battle with Ji Yuanyang, and his expression became slightly deranged.

"Ye Wuque, I will make you die!"

This roar, as if from the depths of his throat, Zhou Hu raised the Blood Fierce Blade, his dark red elemental energy emitting a scorching aura. Originally, to use the Blood Fierce Blade, Zhou Hu had abandoned the burning characteristic of his fire elemental energy. After being forced to retreat by Ye Wuque, he decided to use his full strength, holding nothing back.

"Rumble" "Swish"

Suddenly, the dark red blade body was engulfed in bright red flames, like coagulated blood. A strong pungent smell spread from the blade. Zhou Hu took a large step, holding the blade in his right hand, pressing his left hand on the blade, and with a powerful thrust, his body leaned forward, and the Blood Fierce Blade heavily slashed downward!

"Blood Fierce Three Styles! Blood Battle Eight Directions!"

The bright red flames on the Blood Fierce Blade instantly detached from the blade, expanding in the air, like a cloud of blood and fire. In an instant, it split into eight parts, like eight roaring blood pythons, winding through the air, attacking Ye Wuque, who was already seven zhang away, from eight directions!

The clear image of Zhou Hu's powerful slash appeared in Ye Wuque's bright eyes. The eight roaring blood flames contained terrifying power, and just one of them was enough to severely injure a mid-stage Peak Essence Soul Realm cultivator!

Staring at the eight blood flames, a mist suddenly appeared in Ye Wuque's eyes, a faint fog, and then he was enveloped in dazzling pale golden elemental energy. A low shout echoed.

"Dark Moon... with a Clear Sky!"

"Rumble"

With this low shout, the light within twenty zhang around Ye Wuque suddenly dimmed, as if the light source was covered by something.

A sudden darkness descended from the sky, cold and silent, like the night replacing the day. Behind the darkness, a faint light could be seen, barely visible.

"Rumble"

Another light tremor, and the dim light around twenty zhang suddenly brightened, reaching its peak, like the sun!

A bright golden full moon finally emerged from behind the darkness, spreading its light once again!

The moon originates from the sun, and the dark comes from the clear, just like life, behind the cold and dark, there is a burning passion.

At this moment, the dark moon in the sky, which was once obscured by the night, suddenly shone the brightest light in the night!

Within twenty zhang around Ye Wuque, a dazzling golden moonlight illuminated, the brightest moon, and Ye Wuque, standing under this moon, seemed like a divine being from the moon palace!

"Rumble"

The bright golden full moon trembled, like a golden millstone, crushing the air, rumbling, and directly suppressing the eight blood flames!

"Boom" "Thud"

"Rumble"

A loud explosion echoed, the fluctuations spreading upward, illuminating the entire vast square, as if a new sun had appeared!

"Wow"

With an extremely disbelieving expression, Zhou Hu was hit by the golden moonlight, his face flushed with a sickly red, the injuries in his body could no longer be suppressed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The huge recoil force lifted him three feet off the ground, and he could no longer maintain his balance, falling backward.

"Thud"

Staggering to stabilize himself, he ultimately failed, his body tilting, and he knelt on the ground. If not for the Blood Fierce Blade in his right hand, he would not have been able to maintain even the kneeling position.

"Spit"

With new and old injuries erupting at once, Zhou Hu spat out another mouthful of blood, his elemental energy in chaos, breathing heavily, his venomous eyes filled with disbelief and extreme shock. Covering his chest with his left hand, Zhou Hu struggled to speak, his voice hoarse: "Yellow... Yellow-grade battle skill! You actually have a Yellow-grade battle skill! Cough... cough... choke!"

However, before Zhou Hu could continue, he suddenly felt his throat tighten, as if gripped by an iron hand, and then he was lifted off the ground, his feet dangling, like a lamb awaiting slaughter!

"Ugh... cough..."

An indistinct sound came from Zhou Hu's mouth, unable to breathe, the pain from his injuries and the weakness constantly assaulting his nerves, his venomous eyes rapidly filling with blood, but in the next moment, they met a pair of bright eyes, rolling with boundless killing intent and malice!

"I said, today I will make you beg for death! Now, let's begin..."

"Crack"

"Ah!"

A wild, piercing scream echoed from the lifted Zhou Hu, the excruciating pain almost making him faint!

In the distance, Sima Ao struggled to stand up, a flush of excitement on his pale face. He had seen Ye Wuque break three fingers on Zhou Hu's left hand!