Martial Peak

Zhang Hao and the others were overjoyed, thinking that Yang Kai had acquiesced. Their movements immediately became more rapid, but just as the three passed through the Void Crack, Yang Kai suddenly clenched his hand.

Immediately, the wide-open Void Crack closed up as quickly as a flash of lightning.

Caught by surprise, the bodies of the two unknown cultivators were severed in half, their blood and internal organs spilling out of their bodies as their auras rapidly disappeared. The entire picture was too ghastly to even look at.

On the other hand, Zhang Hao reacted the quickest and withdrew at the critical moment, escaping from this lethal blow.

After regaining his footing, Zhang Hao took a sidelong glance with a lingering fear. Only then did he turn back to Yang Kai and say, “You, you really want to kill us!”

Yang Kai calmly glanced at him before stating, “No one who has ever provoked this Young Master has had a good end!”

“Don’t be too arrogant! I, Zhang Hao, am a Holy Son of Brahma Holy Land! Don’t think that I’m afraid of you!” Zhang Hao roared, putting up a brave front.

Yang Kai indifferently looked at him, “Are you done?”

Zhang Hao was startled as he asked in shock, “What are you going to do?”

“Since you’re done, then you can be on your way!” Saying so, Yang Kai waved his hand and the surrounding Void Turbulence started surging towards Zhang Hao, trying to envelop him. In an instant, he was completely surrounded and unable to move.

Zhang Hao’s expression drastically changed as he desperately circulated his Source Qi to struggle free, but he couldn’t get rid of the strange currents. On the contrary, the more he struggled, the deeper he fell. Suddenly, his face paled as he looked at Yang Kai and begged in a trembling voice, “Let me go, I’m willing to pay any price. I’ll even hand you my Soul Brand.”

Handing his Soul Brand over meant he would be at Yang Kai’s beck and call in the future. He would become Yang Kai’s slave. If he was putting forward this condition as the Holy Son of Brahma Holy Land, it was quite evident how pressured he was.

But at this critical moment of life and death, Zhang Hao just wanted to survive, so how could he care about other things?

“Your strength is too low, what’s the use of keeping you?” Yang Kai slightly lifted his hand causing the local Space Principles to fluctuate. Suddenly, countless tiny Void Cracks appeared around Zhang Hao. They were densely packed and too numerous to count.

“Strength is too low…” Zhang Hao looked dumbfounded. It was the greatest insult of his life. Yang Kai, too, was a Third-Order Dao Source Realm cultivator, their cultivations the same, yet he was disdained as too weak to matter.

Having become angry out of shame, Zhang Hao hysterically shouted, “I’ll fight it out with you!”

Saying so, his face flushed red as his Source Qi chaotically started circulating and an extremely dangerous aura immediately emanated from him.

Yang Kai’s expression sank at the sight of this. He coldly snorted and declared, “You want to self-destruct? Not a chance!”

*Xiu Xiu Xiu…*

after another, the countless tiny Void Cracks flew towards Zhang Hao as if they had been bestowed with

was a dull look on his face as his vitality rapidly dissipated. Also, the dangerous aura which had

while, Zhang Hao’s entire figure fell into countless pieces with a soft bang, scattering about the void before being

Zhang Hao was really torn into ten thousand

six-pointed Star Seal flew out from where he once stood and rushed straight into the back of Yang Kai’s hand. The next moment,

Yang Kai finally breathed out in relief. His depressed mood

a deep furrow appeared on his forehead, thinking about the information Yin Le Sheng had

went to that place! The notion

and attacked by other cultivators, but if he

it was

to make a trip to the Eastern

of the

his mood and turned his head, blazingly looking

first appeared, several dozen cultivators were eyeing it and had eventually chased it to this place. But now, there is only

was an Ancient Exotic Artifact, which was brought out by the Yuan Ding Great Emperor from the Ancient Wild Lands. If Yang Kai could refine it, this trip to the

wasn’t as simple as it

to refine it, so

gain the Artifact Spirit’s approval, allowing him

took a deep breath then adjusted his state to his best before walking towards the Mountains and Rivers Bell step

mysterious runes which once flowed across its surface were no longer visible. It looked no different from

it still gave Yang Kai the feeling of a sleeping dragon that would let out a Heaven-shaking roar once it was

the front of the Mountains and Rivers Bell. To his surprise,

focusing his entire attention, Yang Kai

in Yang Kai’s mind. This ring was filled with an ancient and desolate aura that

inexplicable scenes

of the Heavens and Earth collapsing, astral winds whipping about, and tsunamis sweeping over the seas. It was as if

strong and burly naked giants so tall that their heads reached the sky. They proudly walked the land, and wherever they went, every living being would

could fly through the sky and move through the

seizing others’ territories, dying the ground red. When they fought, the worlds shattered, and

in a flash, it seemed like millions

grunt as he felt as if he was struck by a mountain. Spurting a mouthful of blood, he was sent flying back over ten thousand metres through the Void

himself, Yang Kai finally sat down cross-legged

his Soul had suffered injuries. Had it been someone else, they would have been unable to recover from such injuries. All they could do was

Soul Warming Lotus, recovering from these injuries

This energy was vague and mysterious, but it didn’t seem to do him any harm.

and for him to refine the wisp of strange energy. Somehow, he seemed to have gained something, but it was extremely vague; he