Martial Peak

The Poison King coldly snorted and reached out with his hand, a dim green light that pulsed from his fingernails gently illuminating Ye Xin Rou’s face.

A fresh cut was carved onto her delicate white face and a drop of warm, red blood slowly slid down to Ye Xin Rou’s tender chin before dripping to the ground below.

Ye Xin Rou’s teeth chattered so violently that the noise became easily audible to those around her, while she cried a stream of tears down her beautiful face.

The touch of death brushing past her cheek right now was something she had never before felt.

Facing this nightmarish aura, she came under the illusion that she had already died.

“Answer this old master’s question, or you can become one of Ghost King’s pet phantoms. His favourite meal is little girls with soft skin and tender meat.”

Ye Xin Rou involuntarily glanced over at the Profound Yin Ghost King with a horrified expression, suddenly recalling a rumor that this Great Evil King really feasted upon raw human flesh.

Under extreme duress, Ye Xin Rou didn’t know where she summoned the courage from but she quickly shouted, “No!”

At this critical moment, even she was surprised to find herself still capable of rational thought. The Ash-Grey Cloud Evil Land and the Eight Great Families were as incompatible as fire and water, if these two Great Evil Kings learned their true identities; it was uncertain just what kind of horrifying torture they would receive.

Thinking so, Ye Xin Rou firmly denied it.

“No?” The Poison King grinned maliciously before nodding once, “If you’re not, then there’s no need to keep you.”

Gao Rang Feng and Kang Zhan heard these words and immediately paled.

In the next moment, Gao Rang Feng’s suddenly inflated, swelling up to more than twice its original size. He didn’t even have a chance to scream before bursting into a bloody mist.

Close by, Kang Zhan and Ye Xin Rou were soaked in Gao Rang Feng’s blood, some of it even soaking into their eyes and mouths.

Staring around blankly, the world seemed to have been dyed crimson…

“We are!” Kang Zhan shouted hurriedly, “We are direct descendants of the Eight Great Families, I am the Kang Family’s Young Master, its heir!”

“You are?” The Poison King said with an impatient look on his face as he glared towards Ye Xin Rou coldly.

Ye Xin Rou nodded subconsciously in response, still staring at a pool of blood that used to be Gao Rang Feng.

This person no longer existed in this world.

A Young Lord from one of the Eight Great Families, the heir to the Gao Family, had just died right before her eyes.

“Poison King, since they are direct descendants of the Eight Great Families, we should keep them for now. They may have some use later when we attack the Central Capital,” The Profound Yin Ghost King suddenly said.

The Poison King nodded lightly and did not refute him, instead just sneering towards Ye Xin Rou, “Little girl, your wrong answer just killed your friend.”

showed no response, as if they were covered by dark clouds and had no

four Blood Warriors. “Those four should be from the Yang Family

said so,

Ash-Grey Cloud Evil Land, if the Six Great Evil

Blood Warrior Hall had killed many of the Ash-Grey Cloud Evil Land’s masters in the

Lords in front of them,

Ghost King said, his figure transforming into a

was the four Blood Warriors, Yang Wei, and Yang

of the Profound Yin Ghost King and quickly threw

they knew they had no chance of victory, they didn’t hesitate to act. They only hope that by making the ultimate sacrifice,

as the he released even more Yin Qi from his body, creating an almost solid cloud of darkness, not putting the four Blood Warriors who had all activated their Mad Tyrant Blood Skills in his eyes, pressing his

a series of wails and howls rang out as a giant monster with

entirely composed of the Profound Yin Ghost King’s soul phantoms, so although it had no true physical form, it’s combat power

four Blood Warriors all joined forces

phantom to stop, the Profound Yin Ghost King had already crossed over

Wei and Yang Zhao’s faces were ashen, although the two of them had incredible aptitude amongst the younger generation and possessed outstanding combat strength having already broken through to the Immortal Ascension Boundary, in front of the Profound

standing there helplessly as the great ghost-like claw stretched towards

and intercepted the Profound Yin Ghost King just as he was about to

The Ghost King saw this and couldn’t help frowning, he could sense the power behind this attack and knew it wasn’t something he could

*Shua…*

erupted and something brushed past the Profound Yin Ghost King’s body, landing between him and the two

Zhao. Grabbing his two brothers by their shoulders,

the Ghost King or Poison King, they were still inevitably affected by the poison gas and Yin Qi. At this moment, seeing that their expressions were somewhat green and pale, Tu Feng did not hesitate to carry them, break formation, and rush towards the direction

and sending his poison cloud towards Yang

Li Yuan Chun simultaneously pushed

King swept his eyes over Ling Tai Xu and Li

he stared towards Tu Feng’s direction of escape; however, in the end, he just snorted disdainfully and didn’t pursue him,

fight against such fierce enemies, he knew that now was not the time

other hand, Li Yuan Chun was

Endless Sea Islands. The Supreme Solitary Sect was the only super force in the Endless Sea Islands and it only had three masters who had reached the Above Immortal Ascension

in the Endless Sea Islands, no matter whom it was or what Sect they came from, they

personally to War City to ask Yang Kai about the Hallowed Treasures which were stolen from their sects three hundred years ago, so it was obvious how much importance the Endless

he had suddenly become involved in

if he offended the Eight Great Families or the Ash-Grey Cloud Evil Land, but before completing his objective, he had been roped into fighting for a brat he had just met. This was not an outcome he had

Poison King and Profound

Hallowed Treasures no matter what and then tan

Xu and Li Yuan Chun, Yang Kai took a moment to

hundred or so people were all previously his enemies, seeing them now, no matter what kind of grievances or hostility he

these eight