Eternal Sacred King

Although Hell Frost Springs was only a phenomenon right now, it still emitted a chilling intent that could freeze even the Grotto-heaven of King North Ridge!

The coldness was still spreading and a layer of frost appeared on the brows and hair of King North Ridge.

"Break!"

King North Ridge roared and his blood qi burst forth. Abandoning his Grotto-heaven, he broke through the frost layer on his body and continued charging towards Ming Feng!

"Hmph!"

Ming Feng sneered with a mocking expression.

Right in front of him, King North Ridge was like a helpless beast that was struggling and letting out its final sorrowful cry before its death.

"You overestimate yourself."

Ming Feng suddenly attacked and slapped the side of the incoming black saber with lightning speed, neutralizing the power of King North Ridge's slash.

At the same time, Ming Feng took advantage of the situation and broke through the defense of King North Ridge, pressing down on the latter's chest!

King North Ridge did not have time to retract his saber and could only punch in reverse against Ming Feng's palm.

Bang!

The fist and palm collided.

A chill surged into King North Ridge's body through his fist!

A layer of frost spread along his arm and towards his body at a visible speed.

King North Ridge shuddered and was shocked!

Both parties merely exchanged a single blow and he was already severely injured. His bloodline and even his organs were showing signs of freezing into ice!

"Pfft!"

King North Ridge spat out a mouthful of blood.

The mouthful of blood splattered on the ground, emitting a cold aura that had long turned into blood-colored ice shards.

In the Hell World, the bloodline of the Ancient Nether race was supreme among their peers!

The Grotto-heaven of King North Ridge was frozen by the Bloodline Phenomenon of another Nether King and could not be used—he had lost his greatest reliance.

Against him, Ming Feng did not even have to release his Grotto-heaven. His physique and bloodline alone were enough to suppress King North Ridge!

Ming Feng did not give King North Ridge a chance to catch his breath. He took a step forward and pushed his palm against the latter's chest.

Crack!

The chest of King North Ridge caved in deeply.

When the cold qi entered his body, King North Ridge shuddered and could not control his body. He fell to the ground and his lips turned purplish as his body trembled continuously.

All the kings and big shots of the North Ridge had conflicted expressions when they saw that.

To think that the mighty King North Ridge who ruled over the North Ridge for more than 100,000 years would end up in such a sorry state today.

"Father!"

Tang Qing'er exclaimed. She wanted to charge forward recklessly, but Uncle Chen stopped her.

"Sigh."

King North Ridge sighed internally, despondent and disheartened.

The difference between them was way too great.

With the edict of the Hell Lord, almost no Hell King expert under his lead dared to stand with him.

Furthermore, he could not defend against the kings of the Ancient Nether race at all.

Today, his fate was already decided.

Since Hell Lord Frost Springs wanted him dead, there was no way Hell Lord Frost Springs would give him any chance.

King North Ridge turned to look at his descendants behind him. Finally, his gaze landed on Tang Qing'er and a trace of hope flashed through his heart.

"Shentu Ying, to begin with, Qing'er should have married into the South Forest after today. She's no longer a part of our Tang family in the North Ridge."

King North Ridge looked at the young master of the South Forest and said softly, "On account of your past relationship with her, please take in Qing'er. I…"

"What did you say?!"

Before King North Ridge could finish, the young master of the South Forest interrupted him hurriedly. With a disgusted expression, he waved his hand and said, "There's no past relationship between me and Tang Qing'er. We're just acquaintances."

"You…"

King North Ridge was enraged and glared angrily.

The young master of the South Forest looked at Ming Feng's side with a wary expression, afraid that he would be implicated by King North Ridge. He scolded hurriedly, "Old thing, shut up! You're truly devious. To think that you would want to drag the South Forest into the water even before you die!"

Tang Qing'er glared at the young master of the South Forest coldly with an indifferent gaze, as though she was looking at a stranger.

"Hahahaha! Interesting!"

Ming Feng could not help but laugh and clap. "King North Ridge, take a look. Even if I'm willing to let the Tang family off, no one will dare to take you in."

The young master of the South Forest swept his gaze and suddenly caught sight of the Martial Dao Prime Body who was still sitting in his seat calmly. He said hurriedly as though he was trying to take credit, "Lord Ming Feng, I'd like to report something to you!"

"Oh?"

Ming Feng raised his brow.

The young master of the South Forest pointed to the Martial Dao Prime Body not far away. "Lord, please take a look. That purple-robed cultivator with the silver mask isn't someone from Frost Springs Hell!"

"He once said that he came from the Heavenly World of the medium chiliocosm!"

"The medium chiliocosm?"

Ming Feng frowned. "How is that possible?"

However, after his spirit consciousness swept past the Martial Dao Prime Body, he quickly discovered that the latter indeed exuded the aura of a living person.

Tang Qing'er glared at the young master of the South Forest and said in a deep voice, "Today is a calamity for the Tang family of the North Ridge. It has nothing to do with anyone else. Fellow Daoist Desolate Martial has not joined the North Ridge. Shentu Ying, don't implicate the innocent!"

Tang Qing'er knew that she would not be able to escape death today. However, she was the one who invited the Martial Dao Prime Body over. If he was implicated, it would truly be an undeserved calamity.

"Tsk, tsk!"

The young master of the South Forest pouted his lips and said in a strange manner, "You're actually so nervous and are starting to defend him? I've long noticed that you're a sl*t with a licentious nature!"

"Lord Ming Feng, as you can see, I truly don't have much of a relationship with this sl*t."

In order to sever ties with Tang Qing'er, the young master of the South Forest even resorted to filthy language.

The young master of the South Forest continued, "Tang Qing'er knew that he was from the Heavenly World but she still took him in. It's clear that the Tang family of North Ridge has been disloyal for a long time!"

Tang Qing'er's intentions were clearly to attain personal growth.

However, Ming Feng nodded in satisfaction. "In that case, it's not unjust for us to destroy the Tang family of the North Ridge."

"How wise!"

The young master of the South Forest flattered and continued, "Also, this person killed a Nether General in Corpse Mountain Ridge the moment he arrived at Frost Springs Hell!"

"Hmm?"

When he heard that, the Territorial Lord of Corpse Mountain Ridge's expression changed and he asked, "He was the one who killed Nether General North Black?"

"That's right!"

The young master of the South Forest nodded hurriedly. "I saw it with my own eyes. Furthermore, after he killed Nether General North Black, Tang Qing'er even wanted to take the initiative to cover up the matter."

"At that time, I argued using logic that an outsider shouldn't be able to massacre living beings of our Frost Springs Hell casually. Furthermore, it was a noble being of the Ancient Nether race at that. However, that sl*t, Tang Qing'er, refused to listen and insisted on protecting that person!"

The young master of the South Forest tried his best to put on a performance and described everything in a fake manner, getting himself out cleanly.

Suddenly, Ming Feng laughed and shifted his gaze to the Martial Dao Prime Body, saying coldly, "An outsider who's been hiding the entire time actually dares to kill someone from the Ancient Nether race? You sure are bold."

The Martial Dao Prime Body ignored Ming Feng and merely drank the wine in his hands in one gulp before putting down the wine glass and saying indifferently, "So what if I killed him? What can you do to me?"