Chapter 1313: Eighteen Levels of Hell
Li Qingyun was incredibly frustrated!
Something that he hadnât expected at all had happened!
The moment the battle began, Li Qingyun had leaped straight into the air. With his arms extended outward, he shot forward at high speed and went straight for Lang Yilang!
Pawn against pawn; general against general! This was the correct way of fighting and killing!
âMaster Lang, youâve been hiding your true strength. If I hadnât seen this for myself, I really wouldnât have imagined that youâre already a sixth-grade Supreme Martial Artist!â In mid-air, Li Qingyun shouted, âI shall see what Master Langâs Purple Crystal Hand is made of!â
The purpose behind this shout of his was firstly to intimidate Lang Yilang; secondly, it was to warn his companions â Lang Yilang was far stronger than the third-grade Supreme Martial Artist cultivation that everyone had thought he was; he was a sixth-grade Supreme Martial Artist instead! Everyone must be careful!
The earlier rumors claiming that Lang Yilang had gone into seclusion to attempt breaking through to third-grade Supreme Martial Artist was inaccurate!
Lang Yilangâs eyes flickered. He remarked without much emotion, âSo thatâs what the Li Clan is here for.â With a jerk, he rushed forward and met him straight-on!
With a loud laugh, Li Qingyun spun around. Sword light shot out with great intensity.
With nary a change in his expression, Lang Yilang met him head-on just like that. Just as they were about to exchange blows in mid-air, something which greatly surprised Li Qingyun happened. Because of this unexpected occurrence, he couldnât even change his move or retreat in time â The very moment before their weapons clashed⊠Lang Yilang suddenly threw his sword aside. He withdrew all his defenses and switched to a full-on offensive mode!
Two hands clapped together in mid-air. With a loud clap, his palms were revealed. Purple light shone brilliantly on his palms as a purple aura permeated the sky!
The Purple Crystal Hand!
Lang Yilang charged right into Li Qingyunâs sword light!
âBastard!â bellowed a furious and distressed Li Qingyun thunderously. However, it was too late. Before he even finished, his sword was already moving. He easily stabbed two holes through Lang Yilangâs body, the sword going through his body completely and opening up two holes that one could see through from front to back! However, this exact moment was the reason why Lang Yilang had abandoned his defenses!
With two loud smacks, one palm struck Li Qingyunâs chest and the other his Dantian!
âLang Yilang, you suicidal lunatic!â Li Qingyun cried out as he somersaulted through the air. He was still in mid-air, but his heart had already turned icy cold with dread!
It had never occurred to him that Lang Yilang would adopt a fighting style that risked his own life to take the opponentâs right at the start of the battle! Oh, no, he wasnât risking his own life to take the opponentâs life; it was obvious that he had already thrown away his life and was willing to disregard his own safety just so he could use the Purple Crystal Hand to strike the opponent twice!
And this time around, the power of the Purple Crystal Hand, when dealt by Lang Yilang who was now a sixth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, was even greater.
The most terrifying thing was that one of the strikes had landed directly on the Dantian!
Li Qingyun felt a strange wave of energy swiftly enter his meridians. Then, all the internal energy in his body began to change into the same type of energyâŠ
âŠand slowly dissipate.
Li Qingyun really wanted to cry. What was he to do now? Based on this speed, the amount of Purple Crystals he would need on just the first day of treating the Purple Crystal Hand was already at least 3,000âŠ
And this amount might not even be enough!
Blood spurted from four spots on Lang Yilangâs body. His chest had been completely pierced through and his organs had also suffered damage from the sword!
Just the first exchange of blows between them and the leaders of both parties had already suffered lethal wounds!
However, Lang Yilang was not bothered in the least. With a pale complexion, he commented calmly with a smile, âBrother Li, youâve already gotten a taste of the Purple Crystal Hand. Feels pretty good, right?â
Li Qingyun almost wanted to smash his own head against the ground. âLang Yilang⊠You who should be hacked into a million pieces, youâŠâ
He was so furious and distressed that he couldnât finish his sentence.
Lang Yilang replied leisurely, âOh, I forgot to mention this to Brother Li. The effect of the Purple Crystal Hand dealt by a sixth-grade Supreme Martial Artist increases exponentially â The first day may require 3,000 Purple Crystals, the second day 6,000⊠Hmm, 12,000 on the third day and⊠24,000 on the fourth day⊠And on the fifth day, 48,000âŠâ
âStop!â Li Qingyun roared furiously, his heart icy cold.
ââŠ96,000 on the sixth day⊠And on the seventh day, that would be 192,000âŠâ Lang Yilang snickered and said, âBrother Li, I heard that the Li Clan has a large Purple Crystal mine⊠but I wonder how many days can this large Purple Crystal mine sustain you?â
As he snickered, blood trickled down the corners of his lips.
Li Qingyunâs face contorted.
Just like what Lang Yilang had said, after suffering a strike of the domineering Purple Crystal Hand, even if the Li Clan extracted everything from that part of the Purple Crystal mine that couldnât be mined yet, it probably couldnât sustain his life for a monthâŠ
Once the Purple Crystal supply was cut off from someone suffering from the Purple Crystal Hand⊠When he thought of the dreadfulness of the Purple Crystal Hand, Li Qingyun was filled with hopelessness.
âOnce the Purple Crystal supply is cut off from you, someone suffering from the Purple Crystal Hand⊠You will not be able to control his cultivation at all. You wonât even be able to end your own life even if you want toâŠâ There was a cruel smile on Lang Yilangâs face. âYour entire body will slowly turn as hard as a Purple Crystal. And when three days have passed, even if you ask someone to end your life, nobody would be able to damage your body anymore⊠And yet the inside of your body is still constantly suffering from boundless pain and agony! After that, starting from the fingers and toes, you will see yourself slowly disintegrating into Purple Crystal dust and dispersing into the wind⊠Up until the moment you die, your mind will continue to remain very much awake!â
âWhen the practitioner of the Purple Crystal Hand has crossed the boundary between immortal and mortal, heâll be able to seal the spirit of the person suffering from the Purple Crystal Hand!â
âBoth your spirit and body will suffer and be destroyed together, leaving behind no trace whatsoever after you perish!â
As Lang Yilang coughed, blood dripped from his mouth constantly, yet he didnât bother even wiping it. He went on, âThus, there is a saying in the legends of the Purple Crystal Hand â Once the Purple Crystal Hand appears, so does eighteen levels of hell!â
âI am ashamed to say that I havenât reached the point where eighteen levels of hell will appear when my Purple Crystal Hand strikes, but now⊠there are already easily more than ten levelsâŠâ
Lang Yilang sniggered. âTake your time to enjoy it. I, Lang Yilang⊠will wait for you in the underworld! Oh, my bad, I wonât be able to wait until you arrive because your spirit would already have been destroyedâŠâ
For Lang Yilang, those two sword wounds earlier were also fatal!
Everyone was stunned in this instant!
This was nuts!
Lang Yilang definitely must have gone nuts.
âGive me the antidote!â Li Qingyun roared, his countenance bitter.
âWhen have you ever heard⊠of an antidote for the Purple Crystal Hand?â Lang Yilang swayed unsteadily for a moment before he went on, âIf thereâs an antidote for it⊠Why would I cultivate the Purple Crystal Hand?â
âMaster!â exclaimed the nine Interrogation Hall officers in concern as they came forward at the same time.
âCough⊠I wonât be able to make it eitherâŠâ Lang Yilang chuckled. âYou can consider my death here as me returning to my roots⊠I am very sorry for dragging all of you into this dangerous situation⊠Now, my nine brothers, hear my final command!â
âHear!â Lang Yilang shouted.
âYes!â The nine officers stood ramrod straight, awaiting orders.
âI order all of you to break out of this encirclement at all costs and return to the Law Enforcement Hall and report the news of my death!â Lang Yilang continued fiercely, âThose who disobey my orders will not be my brothers, whether in life or death!â
âMaster!â The nine of them cried out in grief.
âReceive your orders!â Lang Yilang shouted furiously.
âWe⊠have received your order!â The nine of them hung their heads sorrowfully.
âIâll open a path!â Lang Yilang straightened his back. âWei Wuyan, if you donât wish for your brothers to die here with you, then fight your way out with them!â
Wei Wuyan took a deep breath. âUnderstood!â
âPurple Crystal Hand, The Power of Revival!â Lang Yilang let out a ferocious roar. With a violent jerk, he suddenly straightened his back. A crystal clear purple glow covered his body and the blood dripping from the wounds on his chest and back actually miraculously stopped. âThis is the Purple Crystal Handâs final move â Purple Crystal Revival! It allows me to recover all my cultivation within the shortest amount of time. However, after two and a half minutes, my life force will be completely drained! If all of you donât wish for me to be unable to die in peace, then follow after me!â
Turning suddenly, he strode toward the human wall formed by the Li Clan.
Although there were tears in the eyes of the nine officers, they followed after Lang Yilang without any hesitation.
This could be the last time in their lives following after the MasterâŠ
Seeing Lang Yilang striding toward them, a jolt went through many of the Li Clan members. Fear appeared on their faces and they couldnât help taking a few steps back.
âKill them! Kill them!â Li Qingyun shouted furiously, âI want to torture these bastards to death in the cruelest way possible⊠Kill them!â
Lang Yilang laughed wildly, his body shooting forward as though an arrow leaving the bow.
Li Qingyun let out a loud roar. He went forward and blocked Lang Yilang in his path, risking his own life in a bid to take his opponentâs! Li Qingyun no longer had any reservations toward Lang Yilangâs Purple Crystal Hand. He had already been hit by it anyway; even if he were to suffer anymore hits, it wouldnât get any worse.
The most pressing thing now was to kill Lang Yilang!
Since things had already turned out like this, Li Qingyun couldnât care less anymore. He didnât duck or try to avoid being hit at all; he fought the enemy head-on. At this point, the leaders of both parties were already prepared to throw their lives awayâŠ
The Li Clan members came forward and surrounded them, engaging them in battle. With a ferocious cry, Wei Wuyan and the others drew their weapons!
It had only just begun, but the battle situation was already at an unprecedented level of horrification!
Before the weakest ones even got injured, blood was already trickling from all seven of Lang Yilang and Li Qingyunâs facial orifices. With a bam, Li Qingyunâs left arm from the shoulder down was crushed and thrown out; Lang Yilangâs left lower arm and hand also left his body at the same time!
Only after that did screams and grunts start coming from the others on both sidesâŠ
Holding the Wuyan Sword, Wei Wuyan fought his way out with Wan Renjie and the other two. Sword light coming from him gushed everywhere, as though a waterfall!
The nine officers also roared ferociously as they tried to break out of the enemy circle.
But how much more strength did the Li Clan possess in comparison to them? If it werenât for the fact that they had reservations about Lang Yilangâs Purple Crystal Hand and didnât dare to come too close, there would probably have been fatalities by now.
With a loud battle cry, Wei Wuyan thrust his left shoulder forward, his sword stabbing into the chest of an enemy in front of him. At the same time, his shoulder was also slashed by an enemy. Amidst the bloodbath, Wei Wuyan rushed toward the outside, his momentum as fierce as a mad tiger.
The Li Clan members tried desperately to hold them back.
Right at this moment, a dazzling light started to shine quietly behind the Li Clan.
It had already reached a point where Chu Yang had no choice but to take action.
Judging from the current situation, if he waited any longer, Lang Yilang would probably leave this world for good. Once he was dead and the threat removed, Wei Wuyan and the others definitely wouldnât have any hope of breaking out.
This sword move of his carried a spinning power; it was a few Nine Tribulations Sword Technique moves in non-linear order that, upon Chu Yangâs modifications, had now merged together!
âWhat harm is there in slaughtering the entire worldâ!
âThe sun and moon thunder at my willâ!
âCut off the travelerâs attachments with worldly affairsâ!
âNine-colored clouds gather in unisonâ!
A total of four moves!
The Li Clan members who were currently absorbed in a fierce battle never would have thought that behind them, on the path which they had come from, a powerful death god would suddenly appear with his blade sharpened and all ready to kill!
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