Published at 12th of May 2020 2:31 pm

Chapter 199 Emperor Jun Died

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The spirit web stretched out, separating Emperor Jun. Wuyou was suspended in midair. The place where her spiritual finger went was full of ashes. The sky was ripped open and celestial generals rushed down. Wuyou knew things were going badly. Emperor Jun was so lucky that Jiu Ying’s dark talisman did not kill him. Without the ring, Wuyou wouldn’t have had time to save the woman. Although imprisoned by the ring, Wuyou still did not want Jiu Ying to die. She betrayed the Ninth-level Heaven for Kunlun. There was another big fight today. Emperor Jun preemptively swept celestial generals with his strong Spiritual Power. Wuyou waved her arms to counteract the power. This was the forbidden place in the Ninth-level Heaven. How did the woman find such a hidden place? Emperor Jun gathered Spiritual Power, and found that the rolling spirit light came in an overwhelming manner. The man was thrown in the air. Dust rose wherever Spiritual Power went. Jiu Ying called, and set array. She cast spell floating in the air. She used blood as a guide to open up the alien space. This was Jiangdi’s dark force, as well as what could save Jiu Ying. Emperor Jun had seen its power, so he had to be careful. The blood spread. After some smoke, the door of the alien space was opened.

On the clouds, Wuyou wished for a swift battle that would leave no time for Emperor Jun to recover. Thus, she gathered spiritual power and launched an attack. However, Jue Shi unexpectedly changed her form, transforming into miasma after the powerful attack. Thus, Jue Shi escaped the damage of the attack, and the flowing light had no effect on this spirit of disease. After a few rounds of attacks, he had emitted enough miasma to keep others away. The Heavenly Book was in the brain of Emperor Jun as she combined herself with the book, understanding it further through conversation with it. With the power of the Heavenly Book and the Ancient Spirit, Wuyou obtained the power of omniscience, allowing him to have sharper senses, and thus he could finally deal with the miasma from the spirit of disease. Seeing that Wuyou could not deal with him, Emperor Jun saw hope and went forth on Bei Luochi. However, Emperor Jun thought things too simply. Inside Wuyou hid the power of creating the world. The power was inexhaustible. The plague spirit’s miasma could be solved by Nong’s Herbs Spirits. On the clouds, Wuyou read the incantation, and slim fingers released power from the pulses. The pulses beat inside Wuyou.

Those herbal fairies were called out. Every time they gathered just like breaking the seals, they roared inside Wuyou. She flipped her spiritual fingers. Then, those herbal fairies spotted everywhere were unstoppable like galloping horses. Jue Shi jeered at the tiny things, because it was the poisonous spirit from the alien world, the intangible plague miasma. In the three realms, any spiritual device was unable to approach it, including Kunlun’s Flowing Light which would be eroded when exposed in the miasma for a long time. Jue Shi floated on the sea of clouds, and transformed into the immaterial miasma and spread. Emperor Jun released the alien world’s plague spirit, and found Jiang Wuyou was at a loss of what to do. Jue Shi ran riot. In fact, Jue Shi loathed Hun Kun. In the sky, the intangible Qi became thickened and formed into a lump of fog to rush to Hun Kun. Meanwhile, Pangu’s technique stuck on Emperor Jun.

Jue Shi was above himself, thinking what these creatures did to it. The miasma flooded in all directions and surrounded Hun Kun tightly. In the miasma fog, Wuyou spread the spiritual net to form the defensive cover to insulate the poison fog. Xu Linghe spread his Spiritual Power and changed into an icy fog to intensify the net. Jue Shi did not realize that the crisis was imminent. His arrogance just sped up his death. Wuyou conjured on the defensive cover. Those herbal spirits wandering in the sky rushed up after being called the Master. Jue Shi completely ignored the oncoming little spirits. When hundreds of thousands of herb spirits drilled into the miasma, it was too late for Jue Shi to regret it. The dense black fog was delicious food for the herb spirits. Nong’s Herb Spirits loved the poisonous things very much. They could not restrain their love for their favorite food, since Wuyou’s naga poison was cleaned up by the herb spirits. Jue Shi did not understand what the herb spirits were till he perished. Emperor Jun and Bei Luochi helplessly stared at it. Those spirits were not spirit beasts but just herbal vital essence.

Even if Emperor Jun had the King of beasts, how could he do? The deity was dumbfounded, and squeezed a cold sweat for Emperor Jun. Couldn’t Emperor Jun’s tribulation array overcome the enemy? The deity, who had higher expectations for his master, was disappointed or even unable to accept the result.

“Help, Feng Xi!”

In the sea of clouds, Emperor Jun burst into wild laughter which shook the earth and the mountains. Fierce wind mixed with great currents. In the sky, a black figure drifted from the distance. When Wuyou saw the person clearly, her heart calmed down, since she had expected it. Feng Xi was Chidi’s subordinate, and a member of Emperor Jun’s family. Even if Feng Xi looked like Wuyou’s husband’s mother, he was not Xiao Qingkong but Jiang Wuyou’s enemy from now on. Wuyou’s husband did not have a mother like that. The silver-haired person gathered the Mysterious Clear Qi. Emperor Jun met head-on in the wind, because he had vanquished Hun Kun in the past. And the defeated opponent could not escape Emperor Jun’s palm today. The spiritual creatures of the alien world rushed up upon the call. Hun Kun gathered spirit power and threw out. His strong spirit power sealed the entrance of the alien space. Closed off by the spiritual net, the spiritual creatures were burnt with smoke and their blood filled the Ninth-level Heaven. Wuyou gave him a punch. Feng Xi was knocked back several meters. The blood was running. The whole forbidden land reeked of blood. Wuyou did not expect that Feng Xi would block the Pangu Spirit. The Spiritual Qi penetrated the man’s body. This was her husband’s mother in a previous life. Wuyou felt a daze. Emperor Jun took the opportunity to attack Wuyou. Jiu Ying flew over to protect Wuyou.

The blow was so powerful that the woman felt a tear in her chest. Blood welled up at the corners of her mouth.

“Honey…” The woman’s raised hand dropped slowly. Emperor Jun smiled cruelly and then attacked the man. The traitor took a liking to the wicked woman. It was too late for Wuyou to intercept.

The golden armor broke off. Without the armor, Wuyou was more flexible. The wounds on her arms were sealed by the Herbs Spirit. Those tiny herbal fairies merged into her body. As they ran, Wuyou gained vigor in her tired body. Without the armor, she still had herself. She could not allow the murderous evils to wander in the three realms. Trying to rob the Heavenly Book? They could make it unless she died! Wuyou opened her eyebrow bones, and clear blue spinel glowed with dazzling light. Floating Spiritual Qi surrounded Wuyou and formed layers of defensive film. Spirit net extended all the way. Spirit Power filled and dashed up, and then, it lit the Ninth-level Heaven’s sky brightly. Standing on the clouds, Wuyou gave out Spirit Power with continuous coming out of her body. Emperor Jun murmured spells, hoping to draw the woman into the space. Even though Xiao Qi hated her, he still felt worried, because he knew well about Emperor Jun’s frightening power. Wuyou condensed Spiritual Power and released the Spiritual Power that could shake the universe. Emperor Jun used the Impure Essence Qi as the lead to set the formation. The woman also chanted incantation and was enwrapped in the floating light.

The dazzling light was blinding to Emperor Jun’s eyes. The Devil Elimination Spell suspended. These golden Buddhas illuminated the Ninth-level Heaven’s sky. Emperor Jun narrowed his eyes, wondering whether it was the legendary magic incantation. The burning Pangu’s spinel gathered the Spiritual Qi of all things. When the Spiritual Power changed into meteors, Wuyou cleaved at Emperor Jun with thunderbolt momentum. Meteors galloped in the night sky and turned everything into dust as they went. Panic took on Emperor Jun’s eyes. When his body was being lifted up, Emperor Jun was completely outgunned. The Spirit Power came with tremendous momentum and went calm. The woman seized the enemy tightly. Emperor Jun burst into a wild laugh, thinking that the woman did think too highly of herself. Next second, arrows stabbed into the woman’s body. Wuyou choked down the pain and struck back with all her strength. Blood fog appeared in Emperor Jun’s eyes. The woman had been seriously injured, but she was still able to attack Emperor Jun. Blood spurted out. Wuyou did not let the person go, because Kunlun was ruined by the person. Emperor Jun gathered Impure Essence Qi secretly and threw out a palm. He thought he would not die, since he had owned the Air of Chaos of tens of thousands of years. How could he allow himself to be the fish on the chopping block? Emperor Jun shook off the constraint, and then he was safeguarded closely by the Impure Essence soldiers. No one had ever imagined that such a weak woman was able to defeat Emperor Jun.

On the clouds, Emperor Jun could not stop his bleeding, and his Impure Essence Qi became thinner. The Spiritual Qi that fostered the Original Spirit spread out. Wuyou knew that it was the right time for her to appear on the stage. This man was going to disappear forever. Then, Wuyou injected Spiritual Power into Emperor Jun’s body continuously. How could these life-saving Spiritual Powers help Emperor Jun? The Ninth-level Heaven’s sky was glutted with corpse’s smell, and blood odor assaulted the nostrils. This was a war that the weak defeated the strong. Although the Ninth-level Heaven could not gain anything, many celestial troops suffered great casualties.

On the clouds, Emperor Jun was held up. This war claimed half of the total number of the celestial troops. The bad could never win the good. Emperor Jun had never expected that he would die of the Pangu Spirit until he died. It was his fate. He would die in the Ninth-level Heaven. The Ninth-level Spirit could not defeat Wuyou. The soldiers who lost their master chose a better place—to submit to Wuyou. How did this end? No one knew. Only time would tell. Wuyou took Jiu Ying’s body back to the Holy Hall. Many fairies collected around. They usually got the favor of Jiu Ying, so, at the sight of their master’s body, they were sobbing. Jiu Ying was the warmth of these fairies. Who would have thought that such a good master was separated from them? The fairies cried. Emperor Jun’s death did not cause havoc. The Ninth-level Heaven had a new master. Wuyou held the seal and held the destiny of all spirits. There was a new master in the Ninth-level Heaven, who would create a new history. Wuyou’s name would be left on the divine pillars, and she would be the new master of the Ninth-level Heaven.

Wuyou went to the forbidden area of the Ninth-level Heaven to look for Ximu’s spirit. She was Kunlun’s Sacred Lady who was taken to the Ninth-level Heaven secretly by Emperor Jun. Wuyou led Kunlun’s disciples to rebuilt it brick by brick. Ximu would be kept underground and watch Kunlun forever. Kunlun’s people would never surrender to any difficulty, and stand upright on their legs between heaven and earth, not afraid of any evil forces. They would protect the peace in three realms.

“Are you missing our child?” She touched the man’s chin with her little fingers, and Xu Linghe greeted her boldly. The woman was challenging him.

“I’m missing the child’s mother.”

“I hope that the war will end soon. Then children can go back to the human realm early.”

“Really?” The woman was spoiling the fun. Xu Linghe held her up and entered the room.

“Dad…”

Xiao Douya crawled out of the bed, and could not collect himself for a moment. Why was his father biting his mother? The woman freed from the man’s arms, and her face turned red. Xiao Douya jumped out of bed and flung himself into his father’s arms.

“Did you miss dad?” The little boy nodded his head. Xu Linghe wanted to hold his boy in the air, but felt a piercing pain on his body. “What’s wrong with me?” He held his child and sat on the bed, and then condensed his Spiritual Power to suppress the pain. Sweat dripped from his forehead. Afraid that the woman would find it, Xu Linghe forced that back. But the little boy did not know it at all, just hoping his dad accompanied him more.

Wuyou burned hot water to wash the dust for her husband. Xiao Douya was so smart that he took off his father’s shoes and began washing the feet vividly. The woman stood next to him and taught him. Compared to turning over the foot-washing water last time, this time, the pair of feet was obedient. The little boy carefully washed his father’s insteps. Xu Linghe felt warmth in the heart, because the woman had taught the child so well, and the little boy had known the filial piety at an early age. Xu Linghe held the child and let the woman wash him today. However, Xiao Douya was so naughty that his feet flapped actively. The water splashed, which made Wuyou not know whether to laugh or cry. The blanket was wet again. Wuyou wiped the child and hugged him.

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