ALL NOVEL Chapter 167 - His Face Was Purple, It Was a Heavenly Calamity
On the ancient warship:
‘Do we still have a chance?’
This thought crossed the minds of the Black Tortoise Emperor’s followers simultaneously.
They looked into the void, watching the shadow of the Xuanwu being shattered by a single punch, as if it were a preview of the inevitable battle between their master and Xu Yang. The sight left them suffocated and unable to breathe.
At last, they understood.
The human race had not exaggerated Xu Yang’s abilities. Everything they said was true.
The gap between their master and Xu Yang was as vast as the heavens and the earth.
This sudden realization of the truth, along with the crushing disparity, left them hopelessly despondent.
Of course, the Black Tortoise Emperor was even more despairing.
He had believed Xu Yang would be no match for the True Martial.
But the reality proved him wrong—terribly wrong!
All along the journey, he had been watching the battle unfold in the sky.
Xu Yang was almost completely suppressing the True Martial imprint. No matter what techniques True Martial used, they were effortlessly neutralized by Xu Yang. Even in physical strength, the True Martial imprint fell short!
Xu Yang moved like a human-shaped divine beast, his boundless divine power seemingly capable of tearing the world apart, his combat prowess utterly supreme.
Yes, a human-shaped divine beast—a divine beast more fearsome than Xuanwu himself!
His ancestor, poor thing, had been obliterated before even having the chance to unleash his innate divine abilities.
The humiliation burned, but so did the terror.
Xu Yang’s combat strength was such that killing him would likely be easier than killing his ancestor.
The devastation to the Black Tortoise Emperor’s Dao heart was almost unbearable.
“Master, how about we leave first?”
One follower timidly suggested, their face pale.
“…”
The Black Tortoise Emperor’s eyes flickered. He was very tempted by the suggestion. If he stayed, his Dao heart might crumble entirely under the weight of Xu Yang’s overwhelming power. Leaving quietly, pretending nothing had happened, seemed like the wiser course.
Perhaps he could continue challenging weaker divine sons and saints from the Holy Lands to build his invincible Dao heart elsewhere—avoiding Qingming Sect entirely.
However, before the Black Tortoise Emperor could respond, a commotion outside the Qingming Sect’s mountain gate caught his attention.
An elder of Qingming Sect flew out from the mountain gate to address the growing noise.
The elder, Zhou Lao, was in charge of the Mystic Essence Pavilion. Since he was considered the most idle, the peak masters had pushed him out to deal with the situation.
Elder Zhou observed the ancient warships and other magical artifacts blocking the mountain gate. Their divine patterns intertwined with a terrifying power that ordinary forces could not possess. These treasures clearly belonged to hidden forces of immense strength.
But why had they come to Qingming Sect?
Remaining vigilant, Elder Zhou asked in a deep voice:
“Everyone, why have you gathered outside the mountain gate of Qingming Sect?”
“Elder, I am the saint of Yunmiao Holy Land. I’ve come on behalf of the Supreme Elder to present gifts to Senior Xu!”
A woman with a beautiful face, bright eyes, and an ethereal temperament bowed slightly in response.
“…”
Although Elder Zhou had anticipated such a response, hearing the woman’s words still left him somewhat shocked. Yunmiao Holy Land was no ordinary force. Quickly recovering, he composed himself, maintaining the dignity of Qingming Sect and Master Xu.
Looking at the rest, he calmly asked:
“What about you?”
“Elder, I have also come in the name of my clan’s elders to present treasures to Senior Xu.”
“Elder, I am from the Mohist family. We wish to offer Senior Xu a holy armor crafted by our eighth-generation ancestor. This armor can withstand attacks from a Mahayana realm cultivator…”
“…”
“Elder, my name is Zhu Zaohou. I’ve met Master Xu several times in White Emperor City and even attended his sermons in person. You could say I am half a disciple of Qingming Sect!”
Zhu Zaohou squeezed his way to the front, hoping to curry favor and perhaps even gain entry into the sect.
But Elder Zhou didn’t so much as glance at him. His years of experience had made him shrewd enough to see through Zhu’s intentions. Calmly, he declared:
“Since you are all here to present gifts, please wait here for now. Master Xu Feng is undergoing a tribulation, and no one must disturb him. I ask for your understanding.”
Though Elder Zhou did not wish to offend these descendants of immortals, Master Xu Feng’s tribulation was of utmost importance. Any disturbance at this moment could spell disaster, and he could not allow that under any circumstances.
“Elder, you are gracious. Senior Xu’s tribulation is indeed more important. We are willing to wait outside.”
“There’s no offense to take. We came at an inopportune time and should wait for Master Xu to complete his breakthrough to the Void Shattering realm before presenting our gifts.”
The descendants of the immortals were reasonable and considerate. They did not blame the elder. After all, if they were at the critical moment of their own tribulation, the elders in their clans would have done the same—or even gone further. Anyone daring to approach would have been obliterated on the spot!
At this moment:
“Wait!”
Ying Wudi stepped forward.
“Elder, you may have misunderstood. Not everyone here has come to give gifts to Master Xu!”
The Black Tortoise Emperor’s heart skipped a beat. He seemed to realize what this bastard was about to say!
In that instant, he wanted to rush forward and silence Ying Wudi, but it was already too late. Ying Wudi’s eyes were locked on him, and with a sly smile, he said:
“For example, Brother Black Tortoise. He’s here to challenge Master Xu!”
“What?!”
“This guy wants to challenge Master Xu?”
“Brother Black Tortoise? Could it be the Black Tortoise Emperor of the demon clan? Although he’s a pure-blooded descendant, hasn’t he seen that his ancestor was just destroyed by Senior Xu with a single punch?”
“Not only his ancestor—Senior Xu also defeated the True Martial Immortal Emperor when we weren’t paying attention. Now he’s undergoing the thunder tribulation!”
“…”
“How many moves do you think this Black Tortoise Emperor can last?”
“Moves? He’ll be obliterated as soon as he shows his head!”
“The Black Tortoise Emperor has really lost his mind. If it were me, I would’ve run away by now!”
Hearing Ying Wudi’s words, all the descendants of the immortal clans felt that the Black Tortoise Emperor was insane. Otherwise, how could he possibly dare to challenge Senior Xu?
Even putting aside other considerations, hadn’t the Black Tortoise Emperor heard of Senior Xu’s legendary deeds in White Emperor City?
If he hadn’t, it could only mean that the demon race was utterly cut off from the flow of information!
At that moment:
Boom!!!
Thunder roared across heaven and earth.
Several purple lightning bolts transformed into divine chains of order, as if heaven itself were enraged, lashing out toward Xu Yang!
Endless thunder rolled, arcs of lightning crackled, and the devastating energy struck Xu Yang, drowning him in an instant. Yet it caused him no harm.
Xu Yang’s soul absorbed the purple thunder, but he didn’t feel satisfied—barely managing to stave off hunger.
Seeing the fish-scale-like tribulation cloud beginning to retreat, just as it had the last time, Xu Yang hesitated no longer. His figure leapt, rushing toward the tribulation cloud!
Using the True Martial Immortal Emperor’s body movement technique, Xu Yang broke into the tribulation cloud almost instantly.
Seeing this unfold:
The Black Tortoise Emperor’s face turned purple.
“…”
No, buddy—that’s a heavenly calamity!