I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 306 - 295: Terror

Hex Zui held his breath until he felt his chest would explode. The Hundred Battles Pavilion Steward said with a deadpan expression, "Silence. You can choose to wait here, or you can leave!"

The group was helpless and could only wait. Ning Zhiquan couldn’t help but sigh. "Wang Meng is too impulsive. This Qian Fei is the second-strongest expert of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. How could he be easy to deal with? He... why didn’t he discuss it with us at all?"

Fan Hong was frantically scratching his head. "When he told me, I thought he was joking! He just mentioned it yesterday, and today he’s... What do we do? What do we do?"

"Damn, something this exciting happens and he doesn’t even invite me!" Li Tianyi said, a little regretfully.

"Junior Brother Li, now is not the time for jokes!" Ning Zhiquan said.

Li Tianyi pursed his lips and said no more. He also felt Wang Meng was being a bit impulsive, but deep down, he admired this kind of explosive personality. ’Damn it,’ he thought, ’getting stepped on by the Celestial Demon Sect and not fighting back is just too disgraceful.’

"It seems there’s nothing we can do now. We can only wait." Mingren shrugged helplessly, but a bad feeling bloomed in his heart.

Not for Wang Meng, but for Qian Fei.

Last time, he’d had a chance to take down the Holy Hall in one fell swoop, but Mingren had given up. It wasn’t because of Ma Tian’Er, but because of Wang Meng. Ever since Wang Meng appeared, he had been an unpredictable variable. That was why Mingren had abandoned even such a golden opportunity.

This Wang Meng seemed impulsive and bold, but Mingren had a different understanding of him. The man almost never fought a battle he wasn’t confident of winning. His mortal origins also made his personality different from theirs. You could tell just by looking at his eyes—they were filled with confidence and power. Not arrogant, but not self-deprecating either. When it was time to be ruthless, he could be like a viper, yet for a cause he believed in, he could face death without fear.

Mingren had to admit, this was the kind of person he was most wary of. It was always people like this who could change the entire situation.

That was why Mingren had settled for the next best thing and taken out Tang Wei, which could be considered a small gain.

Ma Tian’Er bit her lip. "Senior Brother, is there any way? Maybe it’s not too late if we do something now. No matter the cost, we can’t just watch Senior Brother Wang go to his death!"

Hex Zui shook his head. "There’s no way. This is a death match. According to the Cultivation Academy’s rules, no one can interfere!"

"What if... what about the Empress?" Ma Tian’Er said.

Hex Zui was stunned. A flash of joy was quickly followed by a sigh. "The Empress might have some special privileges, but even if she were willing to help, it would be too late. Besides, for the sake of the Holy Hall, you can’t do something like that."

Hex Zui knew better than anyone what kind of existence the Empress was. No matter how much she favored Ma Tian’Er, she would likely never interfere in such a matter. If she did, Ma Tian’Er would probably lose her freedom.

Everything comes at a price.

"Junior Sister Ma, the worthy are blessed by heaven. We should have faith in Wang Meng. In fact, you know him better than any of us. There will definitely be a miracle!"

Mingren said.

The others nodded as well. It was better to wait than to lose their composure.

Fan Hong was beyond frustrated. ’That damn Wang Meng is so inconsiderate,’ he thought. ’He’s going off to die and doesn’t even invite me! At the very least, we brothers could have spent all our money first. Then dying would have been worth it!’

In the Five-Colored Little Thousand World, Qian Fei’s Sword Technique unfolded ferociously, hounding Wang Meng in a mad slaughter. Yet, Wang Meng didn’t fall behind in the slightest. His Elemental Power was deep and vigorous, not at all inferior to Qian Fei’s. His only advantage was having more Life Mark Combinations, allowing for more complex Sword Techniques and greater experience.

But Qian Fei soon discovered that this guy wasn’t a rookie in the slightest.

Qian Fei gritted his teeth and unleashed his Ten Thousand Demons Fighting Soul Sword, blanketing Wang Meng with thirty-six streams of combined Sword Qi.

"Die!"

Qian Fei put everything into this one attack; he had no more patience to drag this out.

Faced with the Sword Qi assaulting him from all directions, Wang Meng remained as composed as ever. He had to admit, although the Elemental Qi in the Five-Colored Little Thousand World was a bit weaker, it allowed his Five Elements Technique to circulate more smoothly.

’Using it against Qian Fei is a bit of a waste.’

Wang Meng’s feet moved in a fluid rhythm, and he walked right out of the Sword Array.

"The Seven-Star Step... you..."

Qian Fei nearly coughed up blood. How could a guy at the Twenty-Fifth Layer possibly use the Seven-Star Step to such a degree, dodging the Sword Qi without the slightest error? ’How is he doing that?!’

The Sword Qi was like a summons from death itself; anyone would panic as it closed in. No one was without fear of death, yet Wang Meng acted as if he didn’t even see it.

He dodged the Ten Thousand Evil Demon Fighting Sword with textbook perfection. Qian Fei couldn’t help but retreat. "This... this is impossible! Who in the world are you!!!"

Wang Meng wiped the blood from his face, a cut from the wind of the blade. He licked his lips; it tasted a bit coppery. It was as if a demon dwelled within him, his killing intent radiating outwards.

"Wang Meng of the Holy Hall. When you get to the next world, remember to tell them my name!"

The Broken Heaven Edge slashed out with a five-colored light. Qian Fei truly looked as if he’d seen a ghost. This Wang Meng’s power was so comprehensive it could only be described as monstrous. There wasn’t a single flaw to be found. ’How could the Holy Hall have such a terrifying person? There’s no way the Holy Hall could have produced someone like this.’

Before the Broken Heaven Edge could strike, Qian Fei sneered and floated up, his hand darting into his Qiankun Bag. "Kid, there’s a lot about this world you don’t understand!"

Five dark spheres, gleaming with a faint blue light, instantly shot toward Wang Meng.

Who was Qian Fei? He lived by the principle that caution is the parent of safety. To survive in the Great Yuan Realm, you absolutely couldn’t be naive. Magical Artifacts and Hidden Weapons were a must.

"Heh heh, these are called Fairy Flower Scattering Thunders. They explode on contact and are filled with poisoned needles that kill on the slightest touch."

Qian Fei’s heart ached at the cost. This set of Fairy Flower Scattering Thunders had cost him two thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones. They were his trump card for saving his own life. Who would have thought he’d be forced to use them on a small fry like this?

The five Fairy Flower Scattering Thunders were about to slam into Wang Meng. These things would explode the moment they touched a solid object. The explosion itself was secondary; the real danger was the countless fine poison needles hidden inside, which could pierce through Elemental Force Protection, making them impossible to defend against for Sword Cultivators and Body Cultivators alike.

It was one of the most vicious types of Hidden Weapons.

But the five Fairy Flower Scattering Thunders slowly came to a halt in mid-air, as if caught by five invisible hands.

Wang Meng smiled faintly, controlling the five Fairy Flower Scattering Thunders in the air. "Bring out whatever else you’ve got."

’The Netherworld Ghost Hand is perfect for dealing with this kind of Hidden Weapon. Of course, with my current level of Control Power, it has long since surpassed the original power of the Netherworld Ghost Hand. Without a formidable Heart Spirit, this would be impossible.’

Qian Fei’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. With a strange cry, he turned and fled.

He was in despair. He had truly seen a ghost.

His turning speed was indeed not slow, but the Fairy Flower Scattering Thunders were faster.

He had only fled a dozen meters when the five Fairy Flower Scattering Thunders appeared right before his eyes.

Wang Meng didn’t need to make them touch him. The Netherworld Ghost Hand directly crushed the "flower buds" right in front of Qian Fei’s face.

The densely packed needles bored into Qian Fei’s body as if they had a life of their own.

Even Wang Meng was slightly taken aback. He hadn’t expected the Hidden Weapon to be so overwhelmingly vicious.

BANG...

This time, Qian Fei’s eyes truly bulged. He exploded into a cloud of blood mist. Even in death, he couldn’t understand how such a terrifying person could exist.