Chapter 1189

Chaotic Mortal World

A trace of astonishment flashed across Cangjie's eyes when he saw the smile on Zhuowen's face. On the other hand, Yao Zhesheng took a step forward and pointed at Zhuowen as he said, "That's enough. With your cultivation, you will only be making a fool of yourself. You can afford to lose face, but our Great Cang Manor can't. Do you really think you're a God Emperor?"

Boom!

Just as Yao Zhesheng finished his sentence, a golden light burst forth, bringing with it an unparalleled aura as it slammed into his chest. Yao Zhesheng's expression changed slightly as he raised both of his hands. The Yuan Force in his body circulated crazily as he pushed both of his hands in an attempt to block the sudden golden light.

Crack!

The crisp sound of bones cracking abruptly rang out. Soon after, Yao Zhesheng let out a miserable shriek as he was sent flying from his seat and heavily smashed into the ground below. Zhuowen silently withdrew his fist and stood there, looking down at Yao Zhesheng who had fallen onto his seat. That streak of golden light was the result of Zhuowen's Buddhist power.

After cultivating the Great Sun Nirvana to the point of immortality and indestructibility, Zhuowen's strength had increased by hundreds and thousands. A mere peak Heavenly Venerate was indeed unable to cause any harm to him.

Yao Zhesheng's hands were practically twisted and trembling. His gaze towards Zhuowen was already filled with fear. How did Zhuowen's strength become so terrifying? A single punch was enough to cripple his hands. Was this still the strength of a peak Heavenly Venerate?

Cangjie looked at Zhuowen in astonishment. Evidently, the ease with which Zhuowen had defeated Yao Zhesheng was somewhat out of his expectations.

"Manor master!

Don't tell me you don't even dare to try? "Zhuowen suddenly smiled.

A blazing light flashed in Cangjie's eyes when he heard these words. He slapped his thigh and said, "Since you have such intentions, I'll accompany you in your madness. Go up and give it a try this time."

At this moment, Zhou Bin in the Great Zhou Institute's seating area was already somewhat impatient. He stared at Cangjie and said, "Cangjie, the situation is already very clear. How long do you plan to drag this out?"

Many people below the stage also looked at Cangjie in astonishment. Evidently, their thoughts were similar to Zhou Bin's. The situation was already very clear and there was no need to hesitate.

Cangjie slowly stood up and said indifferently, "Zhou Bin, the Hero Assembly isn't over yet?

Why are you in such a hurry? "

Zhou Bin's eyes darkened when he heard these words. He coldly said, "What do you mean by this?

Don't tell me you still intend to fight?

With the little peak Heavenly Venerate beside you? "

Cangjie didn't say anything, but Zhuo Wen stepped out and came to the arena. He said loudly, "I haven't been eliminated yet, have I?

Why are you in such a hurry? Cangjie Cangjie? "

Everyone below the stage was stunned when they heard that. On the stage, Zhou Hui and Zhou Chang also focused their gazes on Zhuo Wen, whose aura was at the peak of the Heavenly Exalt Stage. Their eyes were filled with curiosity.

In the Great Zhou Institute's seating area, Zhou Bin was first taken aback. Soon after, he laughed heartily as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "You?

You plan to continue fighting. You, a peak Heavenly Venerate, plan to fight the first level Heavenly Venerate Zhou Hui and the second level Heavenly Venerate Zhou Chang? "

"Haha …"

The other cultivators in the Great Zhou Institute's seating area also laughed without the slightest restraint. Even many of the spectators below the stage laughed along. Everyone believed that Zhuowen was absolutely crazy. A peak Heavenly Venerate actually planned to fight two Heavenly Venerate Emperors, one of whom was even a second level Heavenly Venerate Emperor.

"You're just an ant who overestimates himself."

On the stage, Zhou Hui, who was originally sitting cross-legged and recuperating, slowly stood up. The gaze he used to look at Zhuowen became extremely dark. Zhou Chang silently stood on the other side. He only glanced at Zhuowen once before no longer paying any attention.

He did not even place a first level Heavenly Venerate Emperor in his eyes, let alone a mere peak Heavenly Venerate like Zhuowen.

Cangjie coldly said, "Zhuowen is right. He has not been eliminated. The following battles still need to continue."

The laughter in the surroundings gradually died down after hearing Cangjie's words. Although many people did not quite understand Cangjie's actions, this Hero Assembly was ultimately organized by him. The decision was still in Cangjie's hands.

"Since the Great Cang Manor still wants to continue, let's continue." Zhou Bin crossed his arms and sneered.

Cangjie nodded. Soon after, he waved his sleeve and three more light sticks shot out. Zhuowen, Zhou Chang and Zhou Hui each took a light stick.

Zhuowen flipped his right hand and saw the word 'A' on the surface of the light stick. His luck was clearly not the same as the previous time where he had drawn an empty stick.

"Those who have drawn an empty stick, show me your empty stick and step out." Cangjie indifferently said.

Zhou Chang slowly stepped forward. The light stick in his hand was completely blank. Evidently, the empty stick had landed in Zhou Chang's hand.

"Then you can step down first." Cangjie nodded.

Zhou Chang naturally had no objections and slowly walked down the stage. However, when he passed by Zhou Hui, his soft voice sounded, "Against an ant like this, be quick and decisive. Finish him off as soon as possible."

Zhou Hui nodded and laughed sinisterly. "Don't worry brother Chang, I will finish off this ant in one move."

Zhou Hui's voice was not soft. Perhaps he had purposely raised his voice so that Zhuowen could hear him. Zhou Chang nodded and took a step forward. He left the stage and landed in the Great Zhou Institute's seating area. His hands were behind his back as he silently watched everything unfold on the stage.

"Overestimating yourself. So what if you have strength that far surpasses an ordinary peak Heavenly Venerate?

A Heavenly Venerate is still a Heavenly Venerate. "

At this moment, Yao Zhesheng had also returned to the Great Cang Manor's seating area. His gaze was dark and cold to the extreme. He had completely lost face this time. Both of his hands had been crippled by Zhuowen in a single move. This was a vicious slap to his face. Although his hands had already been repaired, the humiliation of being slapped in the face was something that he would never forget.

Cang Yang, who was seated at the back, merely took a glance at the arena before he continued to recuperate in a disinterested manner. His thoughts were the same as Yao Zhesheng's. They both believed that Zhuo Wen was overestimating himself.

On the stage, Zhuowen's gaze was indifferent as he asked, "You plan on finishing me off in one move?"

Zhou Hui's hands clenched as he chuckled, "One move is already too much for me. Overestimating ant, get lost."

With a low roar, Zhou Hui's feet pushed off the ground as he shot forward like an arrow. The howling wind was like the wild neighing of horse hooves. When he was within five meters of Zhuowen, his fists came from both sides and hammered towards Zhuowen.

Zhuowen's eyes narrowed. The Seven Murders Blade in his right hand was unsheathed. Massacring aura was released as eight blood seas revolved around his body like eight blood-colored armor.

Boom!

Zhou Hui's fist was stopped in front of the blood-colored armor, causing Zhou Hui's brows to furrow slightly. With a cold snort, the Yuan Power on his fists grew even more terrifying.

Crack!

The Blood-colored Escape Armor instantly shattered, and the pair of fists continued to press down on Zhuo Wen, who was within the Blood-colored Escape Armor. However, Zhou Hui was stunned to discover that his fists had struck empty air. There was no one behind the Blood-colored Escape Armor.

"Destruction of Life!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from behind Zhou Hui. Zhou Hui suddenly turned his head and saw Zhuowen's cold gaze. With three pairs of lightning wings on his back, Zhou Hui raised the Seven Murders Blade above his head and slashed downwards.

Rumble!

A thunderous sound rang out. Following which, a blood-colored blade shadow that was dozens of feet long descended from the crack in space and fell towards Zhou Hui's head.

Zhou Hui was caught off guard. He could only raise his hands and the surging palm energy in his palms spat out, forming a flickering green shield in front of him.

Bang!

The blood-colored blade shadow heavily slammed onto the green shield. Immediately, an ear-piercing explosion erupted. The blazing light caused many people below the stage to squint their eyes and blur their vision.

When their vision gradually became clear, a muffled groan was heard. Following which, a rather burly figure retreated from the ball of light, only stopping when he reached the edge.

Everyone's gaze fell on the retreating figure. When they saw that the figure was Zhou Hui, they all revealed a look of disbelief. Zhou Hui, who was at the First Level Emperor Realm, had clashed with Zhuowen, who was at the Peak of the Heavenly Sovereign Realm. However, Zhou Hui was the one who had retreated.

Swoosh!

An air-rending sound rang out. Zhuowen was not going to let Zhou Hui off. He swept his leg over and slashed out with the Seven Murders Blade in his right hand. The blood-colored blade shadow appeared again and rushed towards Zhou Hui. He wanted to eliminate Zhou Hui with this move.

"Bastard!

You've gone too far! "

Zhou Hui roared. He flicked his finger and took out his Emperor Weapon, the bronze bell. He slammed his right fist on the bell and a ring-shaped sound wave spread out, forming layers of energy ripples.

The moment the blood-colored blade shadow collided with the sound wave, its forward momentum stagnated as if it had fallen into a swamp.

"Didn't you say that you would finish me off in one move?

What's the number now? "

Zhuo Wenchang stood on the blood-colored saber shadow. His cold gaze landed on Zhou Hui below. His indifferent voice contained a trace of mockery.

Hearing these words, Zhou Hui's face turned green and white. He roared and punched the bronze bell several times. Each punch carried the power of a thousand catties. The sound waves of the bell chimes overlapped, forming a terrifying sound wave that filled the entire arena. It was like a tsunami, and the blood-red blade shadow began to shake.

"You're quite tenacious."

Zhuowen's gaze turned cold. He waved his Seven Murders Blade again and a depraved aura spread out from the blade.

"Chaotic Mortal World!"

An aura of depravity filled the air. The mysterious aura of depravity spread out like an invisible cloud. Zhou Hui was affected by the aura of depravity, causing his fist that was hammering at the bronze bell to pause for a moment.

He thought of his parents who were shot to death by arrows when he was a child and his little sister who was still crying piteously for food. Zhou Hui knelt down and held his head with both hands as he growled, "No!"

Soon, Zhou Hui felt that something was wrong. He opened his eyes abruptly. Only then did he realize that what he saw just now was all an illusion. Or rather, it could be said that the depraved will of the Chaotic Mundane World had used his memories as a medium to create a realistic illusion.

"You'll be eliminated!"

A figure flashed in front of Zhou Hui, and a blade shadow slashed at the bronze bell in front of Zhou Hui. Then, a crisp sound of metal clashing rang out. Zhou Hui, who had just woken up from his stupor, was completely caught off guard. He was sent flying by the force of the blade and smashed outside the arena.

Boom!