Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

Chapter 1239: Heaven Nether Sect Patriarch

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Little Chan’er is in seclusion now in the Mystic Divine Palace. Shall I teleport her out?”

Jiang Yi explained as the Buddha Thearch’s eyes revealed his slight disappointment and said, “Then, forget about it. Jiang Yi, if the situation goes awry, we will help to protect you. You have to immediately find a way to escape. You have to promise me.”

The Buddha Thearch’s expression was very serious; he was also pleading slightly. Jiang Yi had wanted to object but finally nodded in agreement. Everyone had taken elixirs, and their battle strength had all been recovered. Although everyone had been injured at the start—after being locked up in here for such a long time, their injuries had long recovered. It was a pity that all their Ancient Divine Essence Rings had been confiscated; they did not have a single ancient artifact on them.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

More and more people were headed this way. They had surrounded this castle completely. Wu Gang did not dare to order the attack. Wu Xin’er was inside; she was his biological sister. Furthermore, Wu Que’er—whom he had already apprehended—was also under Jiang Yi’s control. If Jiang Yi wanted to, he could immediately kill the two of them.

“Lad, I take back what I said outside the Mystic Thearch City. If you can escape this time, take Ruobing and have a good life!”

Yin Thearch looked towards Jiang Yi and said. Jiang Yi nodded as the Xuan Thearch and Night Empress both looked over as well. No matter what, Jiang Yi coming into the Death God’s Dense Sea to save them was something that made them all accept him now.

“Jiang Yi, come out! Let’s talk!”

Wu Gang waited for a moment before yelling out. Jiang Yi and the Buddha Thearch exchanged glances as he slowly walked towards the gate. When he reached the gate, he said, “Wu Gang, you do not have the right to talk to me. Ask the Saint Priest and Saint Emperor to come out.”

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A snow-white wooden spear appeared in Wu Gang’s hand as he furiously swung it towards the Buddha Emperor’s chest and said, “Come again?”

“Hahaha!”

Jiang Yi laughed out loud as his expression slowly changed back into his true self. He beckoned at Wu Xin’er to come over as he smiled and said, “Since we are going to die here already, go ahead and kill him; your two sisters will be joining us anyway.”

“You...”

Wu Gang was enraged. He took a few deep breaths and then said, “One for one exchange; how about that?”

“No!”

Jiang Yi gestured and said, “If you want to change, two for everyone!”

“Alright!”

Wu Gang yelled back. Wu Gang did not think that the Buddha Emperor and others were useful at all. With the Saint Priest and Saint Emperor present—even with the Buddha Emperor and company, they were going to die anyway. He signaled for someone to bring Wu Que’er forward. Wu Gang opened his mouth and said, “You have ten people here. I will release five first; return Wu Que’er her freedom first.”

“Sure!”

Since Wu Que’er and Wu Xin’er had already been exposed, there was no point in keeping them anymore. If the Buddha Emperor and company could join everyone in battle, their odds might increase. The Buddha Thearch and company also nodded slightly and indicated their assent; to be able to fight together with their children to the death was something after all.

Wu Gang first released five Demigods; the five hurriedly walked forward. Jiang Yi received the antidote from Wu Xin’er and gave it to them for them to remove the seal over their essence force.

“Send Wu Que’er over.”

Jiang Yi coldly said. Wu Gang hesitated for a while and then sent Wu Que’er over. Jiang Yi’s glabella flashed, and Mei Ru appeared. She sucked all the poisonous substances from Wu Que’er’s soul spirit. Wu Que’er regained her freedom and hurriedly retreated outside. After she was safe, she immediately shouted out loud, “Jiang Yi, you will definitely die today without question...!”

Jiang Yi glanced over indifferently, and Wu Que’er suddenly shivered and stopped talking, hiding behind Wu Gang. Wu Gang injected some essence force into Wu Que’er’s body and examined. After ascertaining that Wu Que’er had utterly regained her freedom, Wu Gang shouted, “Jiang Yi, if I let the Buddha Emperor and others go; what if you regret your decision and do not release my sixth sister?”

Jiang Yi mockingly smiled and said, “You do not have a choice; release them quickly.”

“You are shrewd!”

Wu Gang gritted his teeth and howled. He gestured to release the Buddha Emperor and company. Jiang Yi swiftly gave them the antidote. Once the seals on everyone’s essence force were dispelled, he then asked Mei Ru to release her control on Wu Xin’er’s soul spirit. Jiang Yi then kicked Wu Xin’er outside.

“Ouch!”

Wu Xin’er was caught off-guard and fell onto the ground heavily. She immediately became furious and started scolding, “Jiang Yi, you bastard. If I do not shatter your bones and scatter your ashes into the wind today, I will cease to be a human.”

“Shut up!”

At this moment, an old voice rang out. Following that, a black-robed elder shot upwards from his castle far away. He stood on top of the castle. He was wearing a mask depicting the Death God; only his eyes were visible. He locked onto Wu Xin’er and said, “You imbecile. I asked you to go and investigate; you ended up being controlled by Jiang Yi? If I hadn’t placed eyes on this castle, you would have foiled everything.”

“Saint Priest!”

Wu Xin’er looked at the elder fearfully. She, Wu Gang, and Wu Que’er hurriedly cupped their hands in greeting. Everyone else—including the Chieftains—had gotten on their knees in fear. Jiang Yi and company raised their heads to look at the Saint Priest in the distance. Buddha Thearch walked a few steps forward and stood in front of Jiang Yi. He smiled lightly and said, “Old Mo, you have finally shown yourself. Actually... I had long guessed it was you.”

The Xuan Thearch, Night Empress, and Yin Thearch all exchanged glances that indicated they had also guessed right. However, the Buddha Emperor and company were still in the dark; Jiang Yi was as well. Who was this old fiend?

“Keke!”

The Saint Priest smiled faintly as he said, ‘Monk, you found out too late. The moment you guys entered this mystic realm, you all were destined to die. Go ahead and kill yourselves; in this mystic realm, you guys are no match for me or the Saint Emperor. I will leave your corpses intact.”

Swish!

The Saint Priest had just finished speaking when a shadow flew out from a nearby castle. His speed was extremely fast; it was as if he had appeared out of thin air. As he landed on the top of the castle, the entire castle slightly trembled.

This was an extremely big and tall elder that made everyone’s hearts feel pressured. This elder was almost ten feet tall; he was like a huge, human-like demonic beast. He only wore leather shorts, and his skin was golden. His defined muscles contained an unlimited amount of energy. Although his body did not have any special aura, one look at him would cause one’s soul spirit to shudder; he seemed invincible.

“Greetings to Saint Emperor!”

After this enormous savage appeared, all the savages present prostrated on the ground; their reverence was absolute. This Saint Emperor shot dagger looks at the Buddha Thearch and company; his gaze finally lingered on Jiang Yi. He stopped for a few seconds and coldly said, “Outsiders, will you kill yourselves, or should I turn you guys into minced meat?”

The Yin Thearch and company’s eyes shrunk; this terrifying savage’s might—they had already tasted it once. He had single-handedly fought every one of them; they had all been severely wounded in the end. Even the Buddha Thearch was not his match.

The Saint Emperor, Saint Priest, and more than twenty Chieftains... plus a few thousand Fierce Warriors!

Jiang Yi’s face became very serious; he could almost smell death’s presence. The enemy was too strong this time; Jiang Yi and company could not match up to them. Although his physical body had been strengthened recently—against such a formidable opponent, it was negligible.

He took a deep breath as he asked the Buddha Thearch seriously, “Who on earth is this Saint Priest?”

“Our generation calls him Old Mo!”

The Buddha Thearch laughed agonizingly and said, ‘His family name is Xing; his name is Mo. He is this generation’s Heaven Nether Sect Patriarch.”