Transcending the Nine Heavens

1348 Reasons Are Not Necessary For Revenge

"Shut up!" The black-robed man looked over and shot him a cold look. "You're not a dog, so what are you barking for?"

"You… are calling me a dog?!" The yellow-robed elderly man was so furious that his entire body shook. "How audacious of you! Teach this insolent cur a lesson!"

Over the last several thousand years, who had dared to insult him like that?

Hearing that all of a sudden made the yellow-robed elderly man almost keel over.

With a command, several Supreme Martial Artists let out a battle cry as they rode forward on Wind-Chasing Beasts. They had been waiting for this command of his for too long!

This black-robed fellow was simply too conceited. They couldn't wait to teach him a lesson!

We're fully aware that you're an expert, but no matter how much of an expert you may be… Can you stand against this many Supreme Martial Artists? What kind of joke is that!

The black-robed man slowly got to his feet. His facial muscles shifted slightly, as though he was smiling. He said without much emotion, "There will naturally be people who will come to demand repayment for the blood debt that you've created… I didn't intend to interfere and do it for them but… Since you've delivered yourselves up to my doorstep, then I won't hold back!"

He raised his arms, both sleeves of his robe fluttering in a smooth outward motion.

An unusual cloud of odorless pale blue fog enveloped the area within several meters of where Chu Yang and the others were. Then, with a violent poof, it suddenly spread and pervaded the entire mountain summit!

With their masters riding on them, the Wind-Chasing Beasts charged toward them! And into the cloud of pale blue fog!

At the next moment…

A horrifying scene suddenly unfolded!

All the Supreme Martial Artists and their mounts that entered the pale blue fog suddenly fell soundlessly to the ground.

The next moment, be it human or beast, every single one of them spasmed a couple of times. Then, their legs straightened… Waves of pale blue fog rose from their bodies, assimilating with and disappearing into the cloud of pale blue fog surrounding Chu Yang and the others.

The cloud of pale blue fog was even denser now.

Those 30 to 40 people and Wind-Chasing Beasts that had entered the area, however, remained fallen on the ground. Their bodies constantly gave out pale blue fog, just like firecrackers that had been lit but didn't go off. They merely continued to emit smoke…

However, be it human or beast, all the flesh and muscles on their bodies were shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the amount of blue fog increased, the humans and Wind-Chasing Beasts on the ground silently turned into bones and skeletons…

Then, a crash resounded. An even denser blue fog emanated from the pale white bones. With another loud crash, the bones came apart and scattered around the ground, turning into heaps of white dust.

And then, as yet another wave of cyan fog appeared, even the white dust disappeared, leaving behind no trace.

A total of 33 Supreme Martial Artists, together with 33 eighth-grade Wind-Chasing Beasts, disappeared from the face of the earth without leaving behind even a trace of their existence.

In fact, even the cores of the Spirit Beasts had dissolved and turned into blue fog!

Everyone widened their eyes, their mouths agape as they watched this bizarre scene unfold before them. They rubbed their eyes frantically in disbelief.

Among them, there was a sixth-grade Supreme Martial Artist who had gotten very close to the area and his arm had already come into contact with the blue fog. When he discovered what had happened, he hurriedly retracted his arm. He got off his Wind-Chasing Beast and somersaulted to the back, only to discover that blue fog was already coming out of his arm.

He circulated his energy desperately in an attempt to stop it, but to no avail.

Letting out a sharp howl, he drew his sword and severed his arm at the shoulder.

Blood spurted out from the wound.

His arm fell onto the ground and bounced a couple of times before it went up in blue smoke and disappeared. At the same time, his mount also turned into a cloud of blue fog.

On the summit, the wind howled and blew. Yet the cloud of blue fog remained without dissipating. There was even a faint trend of it expanding outward.

There was pindrop silence all around!

"The Supreme Martial Artist Soul Evaporation Smoke! You are Wu Juecheng!" The yellow-robed elderly man shouted fearfully, as if he had seen a ghost. He took a few steps back hastily, his complexion deathly pale!

At this moment, the fog that had covered the black-robed man's face was also gone. The yellow-robed elderly man also finally recalled who this black-robed man was. No wonder he had found him somewhat familiar — There was a portrait of him in the clan, wasn't there…

It wouldn't have been so bad if he hadn't recognized him. But now that he did, even this eighth-grade Supreme Martial Artist wanted to cry. Who would have thought that their attempt at recruiting a few sacrificial pawns would actually bring this godly presence here?

A 'godly presence'? Yes, exactly. If almost a hundred Supreme Martial Artists were to come at a person at the same time, even Ning Tianya and Bu Liuqing would find themselves flustered at such a situation. However, Wu Juecheng was definitely an exception!

In the case of Wu Juecheng's poison techniques, it didn't matter at all how many enemies there were. As long as it wasn't a ninth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, there was no way anyone could resist Wu Juecheng's poison! Even if ten thousand people were to come at him simultaneously, he could end them all at the same time!

The black-robed man was, of course, Wu Juecheng. Somewhat surprised, he commented, "So you refer to this type of poison as Supreme Martial Artist Soul Evaporation Smoke… I've always referred to it as 'A Dreamy and Fantasy Spread of Blue'. Look at it, isn't the blue of this fog such a dreamy and fantasy-like color?"

The yellow-robed elderly man wanted to cry.

All the Supreme Martial Artists watched the dense fog lingering in the air with a look of fearful reverence in their eyes, a wave of disgust welling up in them uncontrollably.

Yes, this color was indeed dreamy and fantasy-like. Just looking at the color certainly made one feel comfortable… But this was something that could kill. Moreover, there was a significant portion of it that was formed by the blue fog that had been produced from burning other Supreme Martial Artists…

Just the thought of it was enough to induce fear and give them the urge to throw up.

To think that this dreadful thing was actually called 'A Dreamy and Fantasy Spread of Blue'…

"Once the spread of blue appears, life becomes as though a dream and a fantasy. Everything is unreal," explained Wu Juecheng indifferently. "Do not think of it as just a mere compliment…"

The yellow-robed elderly man looked as though he was weeping and bemoaning. With a hoarse voice, he said with much difficulty, "So it's Elder Wu who is gracing us with his presence… Junior… This junior, Chen Tianxing of the Chen Clan, pays his respects to Elder… It's just… hurhur… there is a… misunderstanding between these few young brothers and us… hurhur… I ask for Elder Wu's… understanding."

"A misunderstanding, of course. I know that." Wu Juecheng nodded. "You need only to bring this young fellow here back to life and we'll take it that this has never happened! I will forgive all of you!"

Wu Juecheng pointed at Wei Wuyan.

Chen Tianxing, the yellow-robed elderly man, wished he could give himself a few tight slaps at this moment.

Bring him back to life?

He himself was very much aware of just how much strength he had used!

That man was just a second-grade Supreme Martial Artist!

Even if he had been a fourth-grade or fifth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, he probably wouldn't have been able to survive! It was already a miracle that this fellow wasn't smashed into pulp on the spot by his palm strike…

In this instant, his eyes that were looking at Chu Yang and the rest were full of regret!

A helpless sense of regret!

If he had known that they were related to Wu Juecheng and that Wu Juecheng himself was nearby… He would rather kowtow to these few fellows and let them go than even think about having ideas about them…

"This… The dead cannot come back to life…" Chen Tianxing swallowed. "My condolences to Elder… The Chen Clan is willing to compensate in any way possible… As long as it can satisfy Elder…"

"Yes, of course we ought to accept your condolences," replied Wu Juecheng very reasonably. "But he is dead! And since he is dead… someone must pay the price! Do you agree? This is a blood feud after all."

Chen Tianxing nodded incessantly, a terrible grimace on his face. "Yes, yes, of course."

Inside, however, he felt extremely wronged.

There's only one person dead on your side while over here… These 33 people have already left this world. And with you, Wu Juecheng, around, those twelve below are probably doomed to die without any hope for an antidote…

It's a blood feud because someone from your faction has died, but haven't people from our faction died too? And… the number of fatalities on our side is even higher?

But even if someone were to kill him, there was no way he would dare to say that out loud!

"Chu Yang, how… are you intending to deal with him?" asked Wu Juecheng as he looked at Chu Yang, who had been silently taking care of Wei Wuyan this entire time.

"You should have already heard the vow that I made earlier!" Chu Yang's eyes slowly turned blood-red. "I want him to watch helplessly as the entire Chen Clan is annihilated with not a single living thing left!"

"Alright!" Wu Juecheng asked somberly, "Then, we'll let him go for now?"

Chu Yang replied, "Revenge must be personally taken! I want to avenge Wuyan with my own hands! No matter what, even if I must go against my conscience and even if it goes against the harmony of the world… I want the Chen Clan to disappear from the face of the earth!"

Chen Tianxing started to shout. "Sir, aren't your words too inappropriate! You've only lost one person whereas we've lost more than 40… I understand that you're sad and grieving because your brother has died, but aren't those from our faction who have died our brothers too? Aren't they our descendants and offspring as well?"

There was no way he would have said such a thing in the past, because saying this was equivalent to begging for mercy.

But right now, he had no other choice.

Because this man was closely related to Wu Juecheng. If they really wished to wipe out the Chen Clan, it was seriously no laughing matter.

Chu Yang let out a tragic laugh. He replied, "Thus, all of us will be after revenge. Everybody feels the same about this; both of us will never stop until one of us is dead! But all of these are dependent on our strength! If you are able to kill me and take revenge for your people, there is nothing I can say!"

"But my desire to kill all of you to avenge my brother… is also perfectly reasonable!"

"In your eyes, even if everyone on this side dies… it wouldn't have been able to make up for the death of anyone on your side. It is the same in my case!" Chu Yang slowly raised his head. "I do not wish to comment further about the cause and consequences of this matter, or who is in the right or wrong. I will say only this — Even if the entire Chen Clan is annihilated without a single living thing left, my hatred will never be erased!"

Chen Tianxing was stunned!

Chu Yang was right.

In fact, he had even discarded the issue of right and wrong. The cause of the matter was, of course, the Chen Clan's unreasonable actions. However, the other party had disregarded even that by now.

He wanted revenge and he wanted to kill; he didn't need a reason for it! He didn't need any reason at all. In fact, even things like justice or righteousness were unnecessary.

Just one reason was enough — His brother was dead!

This lone reason was enough to cancel out any other reasons, preconditions and justifications whatsoever!

At the summit, a shadow flashed by and a crisp and clear voice called out. "Big Brother, Big Brother, are you alright?"

A pretty and exquisite little girl dashed over.

Right into that blue fog.

Caught by surprise, they watched as the girl actually moved about without any trouble. She rushed right in and then, she cried out in delight, "Big Brother! I'm so glad that you're alright…"

"I'm alright… but Brother Wei…" Frowning mournfully, Chu Yang gritted his teeth, forcing back the tears that had welled up in his eyes. A light mist filled his eyes.

"Big Brother Wei? What… What happened?" Chu Le'er got a huge shock. Then, Wei Wuyan entered her sight. "This… Teacher, hurry, save my Big Brother Wei!"

Chen Tianxing closed his eyes, his heart filled with boundless disappointment.

So this little girl is Wu Juecheng's disciple. And this person is this girl's Big Brother…

There is seriously no cure for my bad luck anymore. To think I've jumped right into the nest of poison…