Chapter 1611: Shoot the Same Words Back at You!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

More than ten thousand formidable martial artists from various family clans of the Heaven Domain were here this time. There were eight young masters and young mistresses. Of course, none of them had the Demon-Killing Pearl. Those who had Demon-Killing Pearls with them would not be so aggressive.

The restrictions around the island were from the Heaven Domain’s Gu Clan’s G.o.d-Trapping Formation. The array formations in the Heaven Domain were extraordinary. Jiang Yi aside, n.o.body would have been able to detect it using their divine senses. This was because if this array formation was not activated, it would not emit any restrictions.

Once the G.o.d-Trapping Formation was activated, Jiang Yi and the others had no way of getting out. All they could do was fight to the death!

The good thing was that there were not many people hidden on the island. What’s more, there was only one King-Ranked martial artist. At once, Jiang Yi released tens of thousands of Sword Emanations Race beings, enveloping the three of them. As he continued to release more Sword Emanations Race beings, he also summoned his zither.

He did not allow Qi Qingchen out. Jiang Yi was not even planning to make use of the Poison Spirit’s Divine Spirit Thrust despite how strong it was. This was because he could not fully release his Divine Sound Laws, or both the Poison Spirit and Qi Qingchen would be affected. What’s more—the moment the situation took a turn for the worse, he would have to resort to his Prairie Flames. Then, the two of them would be burned alive for sure.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One or two thousand attacks filled the sky. Groups of Sword Emanations Race beings died at a time. The martial artists present were all t.i.tled G.o.d Thearchs, the prestigious, rich bullies of the Heaven Domain. All of them had supreme-grade divine equipment in their hands, and their attacks were very impressive. These low-grade Sword Emanations Race beings were nothing to them.

Jiang Yi went into the Sword Emanations Mystic Realm earlier and collected ten million Sword Emanations Race beings, storing them in his Wintry Pearl. Immediately, the Heaven Domain fighters killed more than ten thousand of them. Still, he couldn’t care less. Instead, he kept releasing more Sword Emanations Race beings. Once there were more than a hundred thousand of them, he began to pluck the strings of his zither!

Clang-clang!

During this time, Jiang Yi kept working on the Quintessence. Although he was still a long way from perfecting it, he did gain a deeper understanding of the Heavenly Springs Rhythm. Thus, the sound of his zither sounded more aggressive.

These sounds’ baneful aura began to fill the air. Within seconds, all one to two thousand fighters of the Heaven Domain were covered. At least half of them could no longer move. The eyes of the remaining half were slowly glowing red. It was obvious that they were all affected.

Jiang Yi’s Divine Sound Laws could even affect Ren Tianfan in the past. When he left, Ren Tianfan was only one step away from becoming a King-Ranked martial artist. Since even he could be affected, all the t.i.tled G.o.d Thearchs were naturally affected as well.

Swis.h.!.+ Swis.h.!.+ Swis.h.!.+

The Sword Emanations Race beings, however, remained clear-headed. They continued to dance around the air, causing blades to fall from the sky like rain. Less than two seconds later, more than half of the one to two thousand people collapsed onto the ground.

“D*mn, the Heaven Domain’s formidable martial artists are too rich.”

Jiang Yi scanned the area and became shocked. These one or two thousand people all had supreme-grade battle armors. This round of attacks did not kill anyone but only knocked them over.

“Uh…”

The young master and the King-Ranked martial artist were both astonished. Jiang Yi was a mere fighter from the Earth Domain; both of them thought that he would be easily crushed. Never did they expect that the tables would be turned today. Their clan’s disciples were being suppressed. What’s more—from what they were seeing, many people were going to be slaughtered.

“Uncle Qiang, quick! Take Jiang Yi down!”

The young master’s surname was Liang; he was from a prestigious clan in the Heaven Domain, but not the best. He could not lose a single one of these one or two thousand people, or his father would kill him. This was why he turned anxiously to the King-Ranked martial artist beside him, asking for help.

Ring, ring, ring!

All around, they heard the sound of supreme-grade battle armors clas.h.i.+ng with the Sword Emanations Race beings. The King-Ranked martial artist, Uncle Qiang, noticed that something was amiss. If he still stood by and did nothing, one or two thousand disciples of their clan would be killed. All he could do was grit his teeth and say, “Young Master, ask someone to open the G.o.d-Trapping Formation. Go to Young Master Gu. I will personally kill Jiang Yi.”

“Alright!”

Young Master Liang was afraid now. At that moment, he was far away from Jiang Yi, and yet he was still being affected by the sounds of his zither. His mind was filling with baneful aura. His precious life could not be risked. At once, he gave orders for the G.o.d-Trapping Formation to be opened. Then, he led a group of people towards Young Master Gu who was flying towards them from afar.

“Jiang Yi, die!”

A huge iron hammer appeared in the hands of Uncle Qiang, the King-Ranked martial artist. Like a crazed dragon, he charged at Jiang Yi. His huge iron hammer reduced all the Sword Emanations Race beings in his way into dust. He was unstoppable!

The Divine Sound Laws had no effect on him whatsoever. His formidable aura could even weaken the effects of Jiang Yi’s playing. His skills were slightly stronger than Heavenly King You’s, and Jiang Yi could tell with one look that the iron hammer in his hands was a Primitive Spiritual Treasure. Since none of the Sword Emanations Race beings could attack him, his battle armor had not appeared yet. Jiang Yi wondered if his armor was a Primitive Spiritual Treasure as well.

“Just in time!”

As Uncle Qiang got closer and closer, Jiang Yi’s playing became more violent. His eyes narrowed, and he steered all the Sword Emanations Race beings around him to charge outwards while he sat cross-legged in midair, motionless. He was waiting for Uncle Qiang to get near to him!

“Die!”

Jiang Yi did not summon many Sword Emanations Race beings. All of them headed in various directions, allowing Uncle Qiang to break through the tens of thousands of them and charge straight towards Jiang Yi in several seconds.

He watched as the killing intent in Jiang Yi’s eyes intensified, still remaining where he was. Uncle Qiang began to roar like a crazed dragon, raising his iron hammer—which carried with it the power of ten thousand pounds—and aiming it at Jiang Yi’s head. Before he could even get close, a formidable aura pressed Jiang Yi down. Ordinary martial artists would have been shocked to death by the presence of this aura for sure.

Yet, was Jiang Yi an ordinary martial artist?

Of course, he was not!

At that moment, the zither in his hands disappeared. Jade-white armor appeared around his body, and he activated the Power of Heaven and Earth in his body. His physical body was getting more than a hundred times stronger; otherwise, he would not have been able to withstand the huge pressure. He remained motionless, looking coolly at Uncle Qiang who was roaring and charging at him. In his heart, he calculated the distance between them.

Ten kilometers, three kilometers, one and a half kilometers… three hundred meters!

Buzz!

Jiang Yi immediately retrieved the Fire Dragon Sword, which was attached to his bag. The Prairie Flames emerged from the Fire Spirit Pearl within. Jiang Yi thrust his sword forward with all his might, causing tens of wind dragons to carry b.a.l.l.s of Prairie Flames and roar at Uncle Qiang. At that moment, the air in the surroundings began to stir. The white clouds that floated in when the array formation was opened were beginning to vanish.

“Not good—”

Uncle Qiang’s body halted in midair. Without any hesitation, he began to retreat. At the same time, black battle armor appeared around his body. Immediately, he shouted, “Jiang Yi, stop! We don’t want the Demon-Killing Pearl anymore!”

The moment the flames appeared, Uncle Qiang felt its power. He could survive an attack, but he would be seriously injured for sure. What’s more, Jiang Yi had a Primitive Spiritual Treasure as battle armor, and his physical body had suddenly become so strong. Even if they fought their hardest, he would not be able to kill Jiang Yi. What’s more, Jiang Yi’s flames might even kill all the formidable martial artists from their clan.

“Hehe.”

Jiang Yi laughed mockingly, but he still retracted his flames. At the same time, he stopped the attacks of all the Sword Emanations Race beings.

Since the opponent had admitted defeat, there was no need to stain his hands with blood. There were many King-Ranked martial artists nearby. Being able to instill fear in them was the best outcome that Jiang Yi could ask for.

“Ah, ah, ah…”

No matter how quickly Jiang Yi retracted his flames, the tragedy could not be stopped. More than ten of the closest t.i.tled Battle G.o.ds were burned alive. At least four to five hundred people were seriously injured by the flames as well. These Prairie Flames could even kill Heavenly King You who was hidden inside a Primitive Spiritual Treasure. Naturally, it could also easily injure a couple of t.i.tled Battle G.o.ds, even though they were standing far away.

Ss, ss…

Young Master Liang and the other seven or eight young masters, accompanied by more than ten thousand formidable martial artists, finally returned. They saw the hundreds of formidable martial artists on the ground with burned skin, writing and crying out in pain. They also saw the many Sword Emanations Race beings, which were still burning. All of their expressions changed at once as they sucked in a deep breath.

Jiang Yi steered the remaining Sword Emanations Race beings to gather behind him. Then, his gaze locked in on Young Master Liang who stood far away from him. Grinning, Jiang Yi said, “Young Master, you said that you had already given me enough face. Jiang Yi… will shoot the same words back at you! If you’re not satisfied, you can fight me again. However, the next time this happens, I will definitely not show mercy. I have killed a King-Ranked martial artist before. I don’t mind… killing a couple more!”