Chapter 499 - 175 Swallowed Alive!
Chapter 499: Chapter 175 Swallowed Alive!
“Sun Yingyang, you’re at death’s door, yet you still dare to scheme against me. Unfortunately for you, I survived what should have been a sure death. Tell me—how do you think I should repay you?”
Luo Cheng regarded the severely injured Sun Yingyang with cold, indifferent eyes, advancing step by deliberate step.
His pace was slow, yet each step seemed to pound in rhythm with Sun Yingyang’s fading heartbeat.
“You!”
Sun Yingyang glared at Luo Cheng, his face pale as a sheet, completely bloodless.
He had meticulously planned this, igniting the Soul Smoke of a Venerable, invoking the will projection of a Ji Family powerhouse.
He was certain Luo Cheng would die this time, beyond any doubt!
Never had he considered that Luo Cheng could survive!
Knowing the odds were now stacked against him, Sun Yingyang’s expression turned twisted with malice. His eyes burning red, he snarled:
“Hahaha! You little bastard! So what if you kill me? You’ve offended the Ji Family’s Venerable—do you think you’ll live peacefully after this? Prepare to face wave upon wave of assassins! Not just you—even your entire Luo Family will accompany you to the grave!”
Sun Yingyang let out a deranged laugh, gleefully unconstrained.
The destruction of the Ji Family’s Venerable will projection—the consequences would not be taken lightly!
Just a will projection had been terrifying enough; Sun Yingyang was convinced that if the Venerable descended in person, a mere flick of his finger would be enough to annihilate Luo Cheng a hundred, even a thousand times over!
Luo Cheng looked at Sun Yingyang and chuckled softly, saying:
“Sun Yingyang, whether I die in the future remains to be seen. But one thing is certain—you will die a miserable, miserable death!”
“Do you think that just because you’re already doomed, I can do nothing to you? Let me show you what I’m capable of.”
“As it happens, I’ve never used my Devouring Ability on someone alive. Today, you’ll be my first test subject!”
With each sentence, the killing intent in Luo Cheng’s eyes grew sharper.
“Y-You! What are you planning to do?!”
Under Luo Cheng’s chilling gaze, Sun Yingyang couldn’t suppress a growing sense of fear.
Luo Cheng’s gaze burned with divine resolve as he revealed a toothy, white grin: “Haven’t you been wondering how I achieved such rapid breakthroughs? Well then, open your eyes and watch closely!”
“Devour!”
With a resonant cry, Luo Cheng extended a single hand toward Sun Yingyang.
Roar!
From within him, the Nine-colored Scale quaked, unleashing a resounding dragon’s roar in the air. On Luo Cheng’s right palm, nine-colored mystic light flared brilliantly, transforming into an awe-inspiring Dragon Energy. A massive maw seemed to materialize, enveloping Sun Yingyang with an invisible, suctioning force.
In mere seconds, Sun Yingyang’s entire body convulsed uncontrollably, gripped by a tremendous force that tore at his very soul and flesh!
It felt as though he had been thrown into an enormous grinder, his body and even his soul being shredded to pieces!
The agony pierced his core, far surpassing the pain of being dismembered—tenfold, a hundredfold, even a thousandfold!
“Ahhhhhhh…!”
Even someone who had resigned himself to death like Sun Yingyang couldn’t help but scream wretchedly, his twisted features etched in despair as he shouted toward Luo Cheng:
“Ahhh! You little bastard, you’ll die a horrible death!”
“Kill me! Just kill me already!”
“Luo Cheng, I beg you—spare me! Please, just end my life!”
In an instant, Sun Yingyang’s spirit and will completely crumbled.
His brazen and defiant demeanor spiraled into pitiful pleas for his life, his head knocking loudly against the ground as he kowtowed incessantly. Blood smeared his forehead, utterly devoid of his former lofty arrogance.
But Luo Cheng remained unmoved by Sun Yingyang’s screams, his eyes a pool of icy apathy.
“When you ambushed my father, did you ever consider this moment?”
“When you insulted him and me, did you ever consider this moment?”
“Just now, when you conspired to harm me, did you ever consider this moment?”
Were it not for the life-saving talisman left by an elder, Luo Cheng would surely have met his end today!
How could he possibly let Sun Yingyang go unpunished?
“Argh!”
As the Dragon Energy devoured, after what felt like an eternity, Sun Yingyang’s Demon Eagle Martial Soul—distinct with six shining stars—was forcibly torn from his body in a grotesque, writhing state.
Bang!
The Martial Soul Essence was consumed, and Sun Yingyang’s screams abruptly fell silent. His lifeless body collapsed to the ground, inert and void of any sign of vitality.
Rumble!
The surging Dragon Energy withdrew back into Luo Cheng’s body.
Immediately, Luo Cheng felt an overwhelming influx of Essence Qi erupt within him, akin to a volcano spewing torrents of molten lava through his meridians, diffusing across his entire body. His entire frame trembled uncontrollably!
“Such power!”
Luo Cheng inhaled deeply.
He’d devoured beasts and cultivators at the Sixth Layer Peak of the Awakening Vein Realm before.
But none had come close to what he gained today.
“It must be because he was devoured alive.”
Luo Cheng reasoned, his heart swelling with joy: “This is precisely what I need to break through to the Fifth Layer of the Awakening Vein Realm!”
Casting a final glance at Sun Yingyang’s corpse, Luo Cheng’s eyes gleamed sharply. Somewhere deep in his heart, he felt an intangible shackle shatter, leaving unparalleled clarity in its wake.
In that instant, the Sword Intent he had just refined yet struggled to stabilize surged explosively, achieving newfound solidity!
Ever since Luo Cheng first encountered Sun Yingyang, the man had personified his inner Heart Demon, haunting him countless sleepless nights.
Ending Sun Yingyang himself, erasing the Heart Demon, instantly elevated Luo Cheng’s state of mind, birthing its transformation. His Sword Intent ascended alongside it, its sharpness intensifying—it was on the cusp of reaching sixty percent proficiency!
Swish!
Exhaling deeply, Luo Cheng flicked his fingers, severing Sun Yingyang’s head which he then stored in the Lingxiao Jade Token.
“The commotion I caused just now was too great! I need to leave this place immediately.”
After tidying everything, Luo Cheng’s figure flickered and ascended skyward, vanishing into the night in the blink of an eye.
Swish!
Not long after Luo Cheng departed…
A group of Awakening Vein Realm cultivators sliced through the sky, arriving over the desolate mountain.
“Hiss! What happened here?!”
“Such destruction—this must have been a battle between True Master-level powerhouses! Perhaps even greater!”
“Beyond True Master-level? What kind of existence could that be? None of the Three Great Sects boasts such strength!”
“This is no place for explanations—leave quickly!”
Taking in the utterly ravaged landscape below, the terrified cultivators fled in a panic.
Central Continent.
A towering mountain, impossibly high, floated suspended in the sky.
The mountain stretched endlessly beyond sight, shrouded entirely in thick cloud banks. Radiant sunlight beamed like divine law; auspicious rainbows arced over the terrain. Celestial cranes and spirit apes played joyfully amidst what appeared as a sacred land.
“Damn it!”
Within the mountain, within a grand palace, a thunderous roar shook the air.
In the palace, enveloped in faintly radiant light, stood a brawny middle-aged man who suddenly spat gold-hued blood. His burning crimson gaze rendered even the blazing sun pale by comparison.
“How dare they destroy my will projection! Such brazen audacity!”
With a single shout, the grand hall quaked, and the brawny man bellowed:
“Someone, come forth!”
Swish!
A black-robed elder appeared silently within the hall.
Hum!
The brawny man reached out his hand. Light shimmered in his palm, quickly coalescing into a portrait.
Depicted within was an old man with white brows so long they touched the ground, leaning on a dragon-head crutch.
“Find out who this is and where he currently resides!”
Swish!
The portrait flew toward the black-robed elder.
With a flick of his sleeve, the elder collected the portrait, bowing respectfully in acknowledgment.
Fiery red glimmers danced in the man’s eyes as he continued: “Prepare the ceremonial chariot—I will personally visit the Great Yue Dynasty!”
“Understood!”
The black-robed elder bowed again and added, “Elder, the Eastern Continent’s branch has sent something for you.”
As he spoke, he presented a crystal ball the size of a baby’s fist.
“Oh?”
The brawny man grabbed it with a single hand.
The crystal ball lit up with radiant energy, revealing an image.
It was none other than the scene of Luo Cheng activating his Martial Soul in front of Yue Hongyi.
“Hahahaha!”
After watching the playback, the brawny man let out a mocking laugh that shook the entire hall:
“So it really is a Wasted Martial Soul with not even a single star! No wonder his aura was so feeble and fleeting after breaking through the Fourth Layer of the Awakening Vein Realm! So this is Ji Lingyue’s bloodline! To think I was concerned he might pose a threat to Young Master Yuan Hao. How utterly laughable!”
His eyes flickered with derision as he waved his sleeve dismissively.
“Forget it! There’s no need to visit the Great Yue Dynasty anymore. A piece of trash like this is unworthy of my personal attention. Let him rot on his own!”