Chapter 570 Blood for Blood (1/2)
Amidst the mountain range.
Numerous gazes stared in shock and horror at a certain mountain top in the distance, where the originally unstoppable Ning Mo was kneeling on the ground...
“How… how did this happen?!”
Their mouths hung wide open, their brains practically turned to mush, while a ringing noise continuously echoed in their heads.
The scene before their eyes had truly surpassed their imagination. That seventh layer chief disciple from the Cangxuan Sect should have been powerless to fight back against Ning Mo. And yet, the very same Ning Mo that had held the absolute upper hand mere moments ago, had now been forced to the ground by a single punch from Zhou Yuan...
At this moment, even the most stupid person knew that the seemingly seventh layer Cangxuan Sect chief disciple was in actuality a tiger disguising itself as a pig.
In the valley, Jin Zhang and the rest of the Cangxuan Sect disciples breathed a faint sigh of relief, clearly not as shocked and lost as the outsiders. This was after all not the first time they had witnessed Zhou Yuan terrifying battle power.
Under the numerous shocked gazes, Ning Mo finally realized what had happened after being stunned for a few breaths, as bloody veins immediately crawled out in his eyes.
Sheeong!
Berserk without equal scarlet-red Genesis Qi frantically exploded from his body, creating a scarlet-red barrier on his shoulder that began to push back against Zhou Yuan’s fist.
His foot slammed into the ground, smashing it as his figure appeared in the air above.
Ning Mo’s face at this moment was stormily terrifying. His bloody eyes stared at Zhou Yuan as he wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, while a voice filled with nearly solid killing intent escaped from the cracks between his teeth.
“Good, good… I did not expect that I would one day be played the fool of by someone else!”
“Is this the extent of your abilities? Acting weak to lull me into a false sense of security and then using that opportunity to gravely injure me?” Ning Mo touched his shoulder. His right shoulder was currently fractured due to Zhou Yuan’s earlier punch.
“Ning Mo, let me take over if you can’t manage. Don’t bring shame to our Sacred Palace!” nearby, Wang Yuan’s indifferent eyes hard turned ice-cold as they locked onto Zhou Yuan like a hawk.
“This kid is not as simple as he appears.”
“No need!” Ning Mo gnashed his teeth, before he took in a deep breath to suppress the violent murder in his heart. “I was careless earlier, but don’t worry, I will soon skin him to wash away that humiliation!”
Although Zhou Yuan’s punch has been alarmingly powerful, Ning Mo had not felt any strong Genesis Qi from it. If not for the former’s carelessness, it would have been entirely possible for him to block the attack.
Rumble!
Ning Mo stood in the air, scarlet-red Genesis Qi frantically surging around him as the temperature of the entire forest gradually began to rise.
Scarlet-red Genesis Qi rose into the sky, transforming into a fiery-red starry sky behind him.
In the distance, the various factions gasped in alarm when they saw this phenomenon.
Genesis Qi starry sky!
Only someone whose Genesis Qi stars had passed ten thousand would be able to produce such a phenomenon.
It was clear that this Sacred Palace chief disciple was no longer going to hold back, and had brought out all of his most powerful Genesis Qi to wash away the earlier humiliation.
Ning Mo looked down at Zhou Yuan from above with scarlet-red eyes. The former was akin to a god of fire at this moment, as a heart palpitating pressure pulsed from his body.
He did not waste any time talking this time, his hands abruptly coming together to form a seal.
Cackle!
Scarlet-red Genesi Qi roared out, filling the sky and land. The Genesis Qi churned and raged as it transformed into a several thousand feet wide giant fire hand. A sinister face seemed to emerge on the hand, as a piercing hiss escaped its lips.
A berserk aura destruction pulsed from the blazing hand.
The various factions amidst the mountain forest gazed at the giant flaming hand in the sky with grave expression, as fear and dread flooded their eyes.
“That is… the Flame Devil Annihilation Hand! It’s said to be the strongest Genesis technique of the Sacred Palace’s Sacred Flame Hall!”
“Looks like Ning Mo has decided to end it after suffering earlier!”
“……”
Wang Yuan gave a faint nod of approval as he watched this scene. Ning Mo was thankfully not stupid enough to continue playing with Zhou Yuan, and had directly unleashed his most powerful Genesis technique.
In the face of this attack, even Wang Yuan would not dare to receive it head on.
Even if Zhou Yuan had concealed his strength, this attack was enough to decide the victor.
Rumble!
As the giant flaming hand took shape, Ning Mo’s icy gaze locked onto Zhou Yuan and slapped his hands together. In the next instant, the flaming hand descended, seemingly piercing through space itself as it mercilessly swung downwards onto the latter.
The ancient trees that covered the mountain began to burn at this moment, turning the place into a sea of flames.
Zhou Yuan stood on the mountain top, a trace of surprise flitting across his eyes as he gazed upon the rapidly growing flaming hand. Ning Mo’s strength was quite overwhelming indeed.
Not only had his Genesis Qi also broken the ten thousand mark, he had even practiced such a powerful Genesis technique. However, the ghastly face on the flaming hand was very faint, a sign that Ning Mo was only at the initial stage.
“This Sacred Palace chief disciple is pretty strong…”
However, there was no fear in Zhou Yuan’s eyes. In fact, there was no sign that he was even going to dodge the attack, as he calmly looked at the incoming giant flaming hand.
In the next instant, his foot suddenly smashed into the ground.
Swoosh!
The ground cracked as Zhou Yuan’s figure dashed into the sky amidst numerous shocked gazes, heading straight towards the giant flaming hand.
Instead of retreating, he had chosen to meet it head-on!
Zhou Yuan’s figure was as tiny as an ant in the face of the giant flaming hand, making it feel as if he was an ant trying to shake a large tree.
“You fool!” A twisted sinister expression abruptly appeared on Ning Mo’s face when he saw this. Even equally strong chief disciples of the Sacred Palace would not dare to directly take on this trump card of his.