Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

CRUMBLE... RUMBLE...

A moment later, the sound of crumbling rock echoed from within the stone wall as Shen Haoran slowly emerged from the deep crater his body had created.

Shen Haoran’s face was pale, and a trickle of blood ran from the corner of his mouth. His clothes were tattered by the falling rock, and his face was covered in dust. He looked to be in a sorry state, but the spirited light in his eyes remained undimmed. It seemed Ouyang Feng’s previous strike hadn’t caused him much actual damage.

"Ptui!" Shen Haoran rubbed his numb arm and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. "That Ouyang Feng is the real deal," he grumbled. "He’s in a completely different league from Elder Ghost and the others! What a powerful attack!"

Seeing that Shen Haoran was only superficially battered and his aura remained steady, a flash of surprise crossed Ouyang Feng’s eyes. ’This kid’s resilience is far greater than I imagined,’ he thought.

"Hmph. So you do have a few tricks up your sleeve. You blocked one of my attacks, but can you block the next?" A cold sneer played on Ouyang Feng’s lips as his figure vanished once more, rushing toward Shen Haoran.

In response, Shen Haoran took a deep breath, and the Spiritual Power in his body began to surge. Within his Primordial Small World, his two Spirit Seeds flared with a brilliant light. Two tangible streams of Spiritual Power, one black and one yellow, poured endlessly into his meridians. A hint of the Power of Chaos even mixed in, causing his aura to swell once more.

"Changmao, now!" Shen Haoran roared at the approaching Ouyang Feng. The Soul-devouring Sword materialized in his hand, and with a flap of his Vermilion Bird Wings, he charged forward to meet his opponent head-on.

ROAR!

Hearing Shen Haoran’s cry, Changmao let out an angry roar and sprang into action. Its massive body moved to block Ouyang Feng’s path. It opened its cavernous maw and unleashed its devouring talent. The Yin Wind Earth Gang within Fallen Valley rapidly converged into its mouth. In the blink of an eye, an Energy Ball formed from these elements shot toward Ouyang Feng.

Behind Changmao, the Soul-devouring Sword in Shen Haoran’s hand erupted with a brilliant light. He unleashed One Sword Asura once more. Although it wasn’t as powerful as the last time he’d used it, the attack was still incredibly formidable.

Gazing at the combined attack from Shen Haoran and Changmao, Ouyang Feng sneered, "Petty parlor tricks!" With that, he raised his hand. A colossal, pitch-black palm materialized in an instant, fully twice the size of the one Elder Gui had previously unleashed!

"Great Sorrow Heaven-Tearing Hand!" Ouyang Feng cried out. The giant palm instantly crashed down to meet the attacks from Shen Haoran and Changmao.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

As they collided, the entirety of Fallen Valley—and even all of Yingchou Creek—began to tremble violently. A terrifying storm of Spiritual Power raged outward in an instant.

Ouyang Feng had mastered his Great Sorrow Heaven-Tearing Hand to the stage of Great Success. All by himself, he had blocked the combined attack from Shen Haoran and Changmao, and it even seemed he was beginning to overwhelm the pair.

Shen Haoran seemed to have anticipated this. His expression remained unchanged as he continued to charge forward, only stopping when he reached Changmao’s side.

"Changmao, get me over there!" Shen Haoran whispered in his companion’s ear. Changmao immediately lifted him up, and with a mighty roar, threw him forward. Shen Haoran’s speed reached an unbelievable level. The combination of his Vermilion Bird Wings, the Nine Heavens Shocking Cloud Step, and Changmao’s powerful throw sent him across the distance to Ouyang Feng in an instant.

"Hmph, you’re courting death!" Seeing Shen Haoran dare to charge directly at him, Ouyang Feng snorted. Dark Spiritual Power roiled in his palm as he prepared to slap Shen Haoran out of the air.

But just as Ouyang Feng prepared to strike, he saw the eerie smile playing on Shen Haoran’s lips. A sudden sense of unease coiled in his heart.

Staring at Ouyang Feng, who was now just feet away, Shen Haoran’s smile widened. The Spiritual Thought in his Sea of Consciousness began to churn. A moment later, a low rumble emanated from his throat, and a terrifying sonic wave instantly blasted outward.

"Broken Soul!"

Shen Haoran roared, and a tangible sonic wave erupted. Ouyang Feng, being the closest, bore the full brunt of the attack. The sound wave slammed directly into his Sea of Consciousness, and for an instant, even he was left completely dazed.

This was Shen Haoran’s strategy. Broken Soul, a technique from the Soul Shattering Celestial Assault, was an Earth Tier High Level Sound Wave Martial Skill. Furthermore, the sonic blast was empowered by his Taotie Beast Soul. An attack of such magnitude was something that not even a Spirit Emperor Peak like Ouyang Feng could completely withstand, especially not at point-blank range.

In the instant Ouyang Feng was dazed, Shen Haoran shot away, rushing toward Elder Gui and the other three Elders nearby. The Soul-devouring Sword in his hand began to hum ominously.

Although Soul Shattering Celestial Assault was powerful and unexpected, it could only stun an expert of Ouyang Feng’s caliber for three or four breaths at most. By the time Shen Haoran reached Elder Gui and the others, Ouyang Feng had already snapped out of it.

"Shen Haoran, you dare!" Seeing that Shen Haoran intended to kill Elder Gui and the others, Ouyang Feng roared in fury. He pushed his speed to its absolute limit and charged after him.

Shen Haoran completely ignored Ouyang Feng’s furious roar. Looking at the four defenseless Elders before him, he had no intention of missing such a perfect opportunity. The Soul-devouring Sword in his hand became a blur. Four streaks of Sword Light flashed, and in the next instant, the heads of Elder Gui and the other three Elders were severed from their necks!

SPURT...

Scarlet blood sprayed through the air. Ouyang Feng stared at the four Elders, all instantly slain, and his heart blazed with fury. Although Elder Gui and the others were often more trouble than they were worth, they were still key figures and veterans of Fallen Valley. Their importance was undeniable. And now, Shen Haoran had killed them all in one fell swoop! The Young Master of the Valley, Ouyang Shaoyu, and now the four great Elders... all of them had died at Shen Haoran’s hands!

"Die!" Seething with rage, Ouyang Feng blasted a palm strike forward. A powerful torrent of Spiritual Power slammed into Shen Haoran’s back.

Because he had been focused on killing the four Elders, Shen Haoran had no attention to spare for defense. The torrent of Spiritual Power slammed heavily into his back. Countless Fire Feathers scattered from his Vermilion Bird Wings as his body was sent flying, scraping along the ground for dozens of meters before skidding to a halt.

The violently churning energy and blood in his body forced him to cough up a mouthful of fresh blood. Shen Haoran struggled back to his feet and cast one last, deep look at Ouyang Feng. Then, he yelled to Changmao and Elder Yan, "Let’s go!"

At his word, Changmao transformed into a streak of black light and shot back into Shen Haoran’s body. With the four great Elders of Fallen Valley dead, the sect had suffered a truly crippling blow. His objective was achieved; it was time for Shen Haoran to retreat...

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