Dragon-Marked War God

“The Reverend of the Nine Boundaries? Hehehe, I wondered who it was. A mere Reverend of the Nine Boundaries wants to show off his might in front of me? That’s a fool’s dream. You aren’t qualified to save them. If you want to die, I’ll send you on your way.”

The black-robed youth stood with his arms folded and spoke calmly, watching coldly from the side as he swept his gaze over everyone. Even Zi Qingtian was still not worth his notice.

“It’s Lord Zi, it’s really Lord Zi! Are we saved?”

“The Reverend of the Nine Boundaries has come. Can the day of our rescue be far off? Hahaha!”

“With the Reverend of the Nine Boundaries taking action, what can those demons and monsters do? It seems heaven truly protects our Profound Wind Sect.”

Countless disciples were filled with emotion. They had thought it was a certain death, yet their great savior had come. The Reverend of the Nine Boundaries, how honored an expert was that? He was the lord of the Qilian Boundary, one of the foremost existences in the whole Northern Cold Divine Region.

Xuan Qingming and Jiang Zhenhai exchanged a glance and both saw a trace of hope. The Reverend of the Nine Boundaries, Zi Qingtian, stood proudly, staring at the black-robed youth with an extremely cold gaze.

“We’re saved, saved.”

Jiang Zhenhai nodded heavily and said with a smile. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. In desperation, they had received the protection of the Reverend of the Nine Boundaries. Perhaps this catastrophe of the Linhe Boundary would end here.

Xuan Qingming could not help feeling his heart surge again, a strange light flashing in his eyes. His heart, which had already been in despair, gradually rekindled. Their resistance had not been wrong. At last, on the verge of despair, they had awaited the Reverend of the Nine Boundaries’ rescue. This was the true fire of hope.

“Thank you for coming, Reverend.”

Xuan Qingming said gravely, full of respect for Zi Qingtian. At this moment, Zi Qingtian was their last life-saving straw.

Zi Qingtian did not look aside. He met the black-robed youth’s gaze, fighting intent blazing in his eyes.

“A mere Reverend of the Nine Boundaries, I really don’t take you seriously. Since you’re looking for death, I’ll grant it to you!”

The black-robed youth snorted coldly and reached out. A Lingyun Spear shot out into his grasp, its spear light covering the world, matchless under heaven. Wave after wave of spear shadows tore through the void, making all the heavens tremble. The divine spear swept out invincibly, heading straight for Zi Qingtian.

Zi Qingtian narrowed his eyes and did not dare to be careless. He formed a seal with his hands and struck out powerfully, holding his ground. A single enormous handprint flattened wave after wave of the black-robed youth’s spear shadows. The black-robed youth’s expression hardened and his attack grew even fiercer. He turned all the spear shadows into a sky full of raindrops that shot down. Zi Qingtian remained calm, moving in broad, sweeping strokes. The battle between him and the black-robed youth was astonishing. Even Xuan Qingming and Jiang Zhenhai were shocked to see it.

For Yang Jian and Man Shuai, this battle brought no small benefit. In a battle between Hierarch experts, every move and every exchange seemed natural and flawless. The fight between the two grew more and more intense, but Zi Qingtian’s momentum was clearly superior. Even though that man’s strength was at the Late Hierarch Realm, under the suppression of Zi Qingtian, at the peak of the Mid Hierarch Realm, he had no room to show anything at all.

Zi Qingtian was, after all, the Reverend of the Nine Boundaries. His strength was beyond doubt. Otherwise, how could he have held the seat of Reverend of the Nine Boundaries securely?

Zi Qingtian looked down proudly from the summit of the sky. His palm technique changed again, striking down like thunderbolts one after another, making the black-robed youth’s face grow uglier and uglier.

“Seventh Brother is already struggling to hold on. This Reverend of the Nine Boundaries, Zi Qingtian, has some ability. Not simple. Hehehe.”

“That’s right. Seventh Brother’s strength still isn’t stable enough. Killing this Zi Qingtian won’t be easy.”

“We should make our move too. Otherwise this guy is going to start cursing us in a while, haha.”

In the black clouds, eight people looked at one another and smiled, a hint of mockery at the corners of their mouths.

Zi Qingtian pressed his advantage and threw a punch, momentum like a rainbow. The black-robed youth simply could not withstand it and retreated again and again, clearly in a sorry state.

“The Reverend of the Nine Boundaries truly is unmatched in strength. Amazing, truly amazing!”

Man Shuai’s eyes were full of light. One day he too would reach such a realm. It was just that they still had a long road to walk.

The might of the Reverend of the Nine Boundaries shocked them deeply. The life-and-death crisis of the Profound Wind Sect was finally about to be lifted. Their hearts surged with excitement. The towering figure of the Reverend of the Nine Boundaries made them all cheer, as he completely forced back the black-robed youth. Those overwhelmingly powerful methods shook the world.

However, just as everyone thought the Profound Wind Sect’s crisis was about to be resolved, eight powerful figures appeared in the void again. This time, even Zi Qingtian’s face turned extremely ugly. None of these eight was weaker than the black-robed youth he had just driven back. All nine of them were at the Late Hierarch Realm. Zi Qingtian’s face turned extremely dark, and the faces of Xuan Qingming and the others dimmed once more. It looked like their joy had come to nothing. Behind this black-robed youth there were eight more such powerful experts. Even Zi Qingtian was going to be stretched thin.

“Who exactly are you?”

Zi Qingtian asked in a deep voice. He knew that with the nine of them joining hands, he was no match at all. It might well be the hardest battle he had ever faced.

“Who we are, you aren’t qualified to know. Knowing would mean death too, so what would be the point? Your showing up was truly a mistake. You knew full well you were no match for us, yet you still insisted on sticking your neck out. If this isn’t seeking your own death, what is? You must have investigated before. You knew there was a tiger on the mountain, yet you still went up it. Are you truly stupid, or just pretending?”

The youth at their head shook his head with a smile, looking at Zi Qingtian indifferently.

Zi Qingtian’s gaze was very complicated. In this battle, he had no way back. Once he retreated, the suffering he would have to endure later might be even greater; he might never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

“There’s no point saying more. Make your move. If you want to destroy the Profound Wind Sect, you’ll have to step over my body.”

Zi Qingtian stood his ground, with no intention of leaving. Even though he knew this battle would very likely leave him with only one chance in ten of survival, he still chose to face it head-on.

“A mantis trying to stop a chariot. It seems there’s no need for you to keep living.”

The youth shouted coldly, his eyes narrowing. He waved his big hand, and at this moment all nine of them rushed forward together, turning into nine black clouds that crushed down across the void. Zi Qingtian’s face went pale and his momentum was steadily compressed.

“Accept your death. You can’t save the Profound Wind Sect.”

The nine dark clouds completely bound Zi Qingtian within them. Zi Qingtian was in great pain, his face deathly pale. Nine cold lights pierced through his body. Zi Qingtian’s figure was flung away, and in the end, under the suppression of the nine, he was gravely wounded and fell from the summit of the void!

At this moment, not just Zi Qingtian, but Xuan Qingming, Jiang Zhenhai, Yang Jian, Man Shuai, and everyone of the Profound Wind Sect fell into endless despair…