Eternal Demon Sovereign: Volume 4

By Ling ChenShiYiDian

The Six Realms. Three Thousand Worlds. The gates of hell were opened, and the Underworld suffered an endless calamity. The eighteen levels of hell were all destroyed, and countless ghosts and deities perished. In the Underworld, a mysterious red light and an ordinary person without a trace clashed. During this life-and-death calamity, they were accidentally drawn into the Pool of Samsara. As soon as he woke up, Wu Hen reincarnated into the Martial Spirit World of the Divine Continent. From then on, the trash martial spirit came to attack, working with the Eternal Demon Sovereign! In the Six Realms' Reincarnation and the Three Thousand Worlds, there was a scene that could make one cry — the legend of the Demon Sovereign … Close]

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Jun 5, 2020
• ISBN: 9781649480507

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CHAPTER 301 - KITCHEN HALL

Elder Hu Dao publicly announced that Wu Hen would go to the kitchen to prepare the dishes for three days. Wu Hen had a calm and collected appearance as he slowly left under the astonished gazes of the crowd.

Wu Hen, alone, walked straight out of the service hall. After travelling for about a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the central area of the kitchen not far from the main entrance.

The kitchen was filled with smoke, and the fragrance of food wafted in the air. Moreover, every single dish that was made here contained a pure aura of Profound power.

In fact, the mystical Qi contained within these dishes could even be compared to the Profound Gathering Formation in the inner courtyard of the Great Zhou Empire's Imperial Palace.

If one took this food that contained pure Xuan Qi all year round, in addition to the pure Xuan Qi that gathered in the halls of the Heavenly Fate Sect, how could the cultivation speed be comparable to the cultivation Holy Lands in other dynasties of the outside world! It was no wonder that so many people rushed to break their brains, wanting to enter one of the eight great sects to cultivate.

Now, just by looking at the outer sect of the Heavenly Fate Sect, Wu Hen was able to understand the difference and mystery between the two.

Hey, who are you, the guy standing at the door? With a shout, Wu Hen's thoughts were thrown into disarray. After which, dozens of people rushed out from the kitchen, and the leader of the group pointed at Wu Hen as he asked curiously.

Cough cough, fellow apprentices, please do not misunderstand! I am a disciple of the Service Hall, and have come to our kitchen to help out for three days! Wu Hen gently coughed a few times as he explained to everyone with a smile.

As soon as he said this, all the disciples in the kitchen were stunned. Immediately, the expressions of the dozens of people relaxed as they nodded at Wu Hen with smiles on their faces.

Hehe, since you are a member of the Servant Hall, you are a brother of our kitchen! There's nothing much to say. Brother, you can stay here for three days, if there's anything you need you can tell me anytime. Oh right, I'm the eldest senior brother in the kitchen, my name is Hoff!" The leader of the kitchen waved at Wu Hen, and then led Wu Hen into the kitchen.

Cough cough, Hove, kitchen man, this guy is really born to be able to stay in the kitchen … A strange red light flashed as Demon Sovereign Huo Xiao's figure quietly landed beside Wu Hen. After which, the Demon Sovereign, Huo Xiao, lifted his nose and sniffed the air, as though he was enjoying something incomparably good.

Old demon, can you smell it? Wu Hen's face was filled with astonishment, he stared at the Demon Lord Huo Xiao and asked curiously.

Hehe, Demon Lord, I'm a soul form, of course I can't smell anything! Demon Sovereign Huo Xiao ruthlessly rolled his eyes, and disdainfully swept his eyes at the expectant Wu Hen beside him, as he mocked.

Damn, since you can't smell it, why do you look like you're enjoying it? Wu Hen's face was filled with indignation as he replied disdainfully to Demon Lord Huo Xiao in his mind.

Hehe, this is called a non-physical performance, what are you doing touching my ass! The Demon Lord Huo Xiao had an arrogant look on his face as he faced Wu Hen and blinked his eyes.

F * ck, your sister. I'm in a fantasy world, do you think this is a city novel?" Wu Hen was speechless. He instantly decided that what he saw and heard in his previous life would be better left unexplained to Demon Sovereign Huo Xiao from now on. Otherwise, this fellow might come up with one or two modern words at a time. That Wu Hen would really be jumping around in a show!

Along the way, Wu Hen and the rest met several disciples of the Hall of Servants. All the janitor disciples were overjoyed when they saw Wu Hen. They all wanted to stop what they were doing and talk to him. However, it was a good thing that Wu Hen was quick. He secretly whispered to everyone to keep a low profile. Even so, all the janitor disciples' faces were solemn as they watched Wu Hen and his entourage leave.

Hehe, little brother! It seems like your status in the Servant Hall is not low, why are all the disciples of the Hall of Servants so respectful towards you! " The big senior brother Hoff in the kitchen had a face full of doubt. He looked at Wu Hen beside him and asked curiously.

Cough cough, Senior Huo is joking! These are all my new disciples. Among them, my cultivation is still passable, which is why everyone is in awe of me! " Wu Hen chuckled dryly and replied amiably to Hoff.

Oh, that's true! If one's strength was great, one could be respected by others wherever they went! Look at me, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Awakened Soul Realm has already become the eldest senior brother in the kitchen. If I were in another hall, I would have become a nobody like you!" Hoff sighed and patted Wu Hen's shoulder.

As of now, Wu Hen's power had been controlled intentionally or unintentionally, allowing him to be in the early stage of the Dan Soul Realm. As a result, Hoff, who was in the middle stage of the Awakened Soul Realm, mistakenly thought that Wu Hen was one of the servants in the service hall.

That's right, little brother, I heard that he's already at the late stage of the Pill Soul Realm and is preparing to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm? Hoff stared at Wu Hen and asked in a low voice.

Heh heh, Shixiong Zhui has been quite successful recently. I believe that it won't be long before all of it will come to fruition! With an awkward expression, Wu Hen spoke perfunctorily to Hoff. After all, Wu Hen had just come out from closed-door training, so he did not know much about his cultivation. It was probably because of the effects of the Foundation Consolidating Pellet that his hopes of advancing further had been raised. Wu Hen thought to himself, I'll have to ask about it when I see him later.

Ai, your Servant Hall has produced a monstrous genius with a strong martial dao and knows how to refine pills. Now, all the halls obey the orders only, and all the disciples of your service hall have become like chickens and dogs in the sky! " Hove sighed and cast a glance at Wu Hen. Although his tone was slightly sour, he was still quite envious of everyone in the Servants' Hall.

Heh heh, Brother Huo is too kind! After all, both of us can be considered to be sharing hardships and hardships. If anything happens in the future, my Service Hall will not stand idly by and watch! " With a faint smile, Wu Hen cupped his hands in a salute towards Hoff and replied in a soft voice.

Haha, that's inevitable. The brothers of the Servant Hall are indeed still reminiscing about old friendships. I really hope that Senior Brother Wu Hen will be like this as well! Hoff laughed out loud and patted Wu Hen on the shoulder. Hoff sighed gloomily. He seemed to have something on his mind.

The group remained silent, and all the disciples in the kitchen had unsightly expressions on their faces. In front of a huge stove, a group of people slowly stopped.

Hehe, little brother, you are in charge of making firewood. If you have anything to say, just say it to the disciple in my kitchen! With a hearty laugh, Hoff left two kitchen disciples to accompany Wu Hen in cooking. He turned around and led the others to the door of the kitchen.

Hehe, Wu Hen, this guy is not bad, but he seems to be waiting for someone! Demon Sovereign Huo Xiao gazed at Hoff into the distance as he spoke to Wu Hen with a voice transmission.

Heh heh, he's a good person. He doesn't have any airs of being a senior brother at all! However, even if this cultivation base is too weak, it would still be inferior to the previous one. It's no wonder that the kitchen is full of power now! Wu Hen nodded slightly and sighed again. Looking at the faint smoke rising from the kitchen, he could not help but feel sympathy for her.

CHAPTER 302 - SOMEONE FROM THE DRAWING HALL

Rows after rows of large stove were piled with bluestone, neatly arranged in two rows, there were no less than fifty of them. And the stove Wu Hen was sitting on was located in the very last row of the second row, which was extremely secluded and hidden.

Pfft! The two kitchen disciples' movements were smooth and fluid. The two of them released their profound energy auras at the same time, and in an instant, the stove underneath the stove started to blaze with raging flames.

Hey, hurry up and add some firewood! Sweat poured out of their foreheads as they unleashed their late stage Soul Fusion cultivation. One of them took a deep breath and instructed Wu Hen, who was still in a daze, softly.

Eh, good, good. I'll be right there! Wu Hen was slightly startled, and quickly threw pieces of square-shaped firewood into the stove next to him.

Hey, hurry up! Hurry up! Fire! Fire! Fire! The other kitchen disciple was obviously impatient, so he impatiently urged Wu Hen.

He was here to help, after all, and Wu Hen was new to it, so he wasn't angry at all. He just quickly threw Fang Mu into the stove.

After a short while, the two disciples in the kitchen could still clearly see Wu Hen's movements. However, as Wu Hen's movements became faster and faster, the two of them could no longer see his figure clearly.

Teng! A burst of raging flames rose into the air and enveloped the entire stove in an instant. All the logs of wood that were as tall as a person beside Wu Hen had been swept clean.

Cough cough, enough is enough!

Bro, stop, quickly stop!

The faces of the two kitchen disciples turned ashen as they tried to stop Wu Hen, who had turned into an afterimage. One had to know that the waste of food was a major mistake for the disciples who operated on it. The best punishment was punishment by the court, and the worst was to deduct the sect coins that they had painstakingly accumulated.

This was one of the most important things an outer sect disciple could do in exchange for medicinal pills, ancient arts, and cultivation bases. How could such precious treasures not make the two of them feel anxious?

Eh, is that enough? Wu Hen's body moved, reappearing before the two of them. He threw the last piece of wood onto the stove with a light wave of his hand.

Cough cough, brother, it's been hard on you. Quickly sit by the side and rest!

Right, right. Bro, you don't know how to deal with this either. It's better if you take a good rest!

The two kitchen disciples wanted to cry, but no tears came out. They were speechless as they looked at the Dan Soul Realm power emitting from Wu Hen's body. However, after the two of them looked at each other, they decided in the blink of an eye not to let Wu Hen help them again.

Haha, Seniors, if you have anything to say, just say it. I haven't had my fill yet! Wu Hen smiled as he clapped his hands. With a flick of his sleeves, he found a relatively clean piece of empty ground and sat down.

Hur hur, definitely!

Mm, you rest first, you should rest first!

The two kitchen disciples smiled awkwardly and bowed to Wu Hen. Seeing that Wu Hen had not gotten up yet, the two of them calmed down and continued with the dishes in their hands.

Numerous ingredients that were dazzling in the eyes were released in an orderly fashion from the hands of the two people. The raging flames on the stove gradually weakened, and they began to emit the fragrance of delicious food. And within this fragrance, it was clear that it was mixed with a pure aura of profound strength. Wu Hen's stomach growled as he watched from the side. He could not help but silently open his mouth to swallow his saliva.

Bam! Just as Wu Hen was attracted by the aroma from the stove, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the front of the kitchen. After that, one of the kitchen disciples flew backwards and landed heavily on the ground, spitting out blood.

Swish swish swish swish swish …

In the middle of the kitchen, all the disciples stopped their actions. Their eyes were filled with anger as they looked in the direction of the gate. As for the group of kitchen disciples in front of the two rows of stove, it was as if nothing had happened. They gathered all their experiences and focused on cooking the dishes in their hands.

Heh heh, you see that, Formless Boy. He had to concentrate on something as big as this! Just based on the spirit of the kitchen disciples, their future achievements will definitely not stop there! Demon Sovereign Huo Xiao's eyes flashed as he looked at the sweating kitchen disciples and sighed in shock.

"Un, focus. This dao is the same as refining pills, forging weapons, and drawing formations. Wu Hen's eyes were also filled with admiration as he silently nodded to Demon Sovereign Huo Xiao.

Swoosh! Whiz!

While Wu Hen and Huo Xiao were conversing, several figures flew into the kitchen from the middle of the hall. Several of the kitchen disciples fell to the ground, and a few of the lower level disciples fell to the ground, fainting on the spot.

Humph, fellow apprentices. Is this how you all agree to come to the kitchen this time? With a cold snort, Hoff, the eldest senior brother of the kitchen, appeared in the square in the center, his face full of anger.

On both sides, several early stage Awakened Soul Realm disciples and dozens of late stage Soul Fusion Realm disciples stood shoulder to shoulder with Hoff in the kitchen.

Opposite of them, a group of people slowly entered from outside the inner area. Dozens of youths wearing outer court disciple robes entered their line of sight with arrogant gazes.

Haha, peace? I say, Hoff, is there water in your head? You are only at the middle stage of the Awakened Soul Realm, what qualifications do you have to talk to us about the conditions!"

Hehe, Hoff, obediently follow our rules. From now on, your kitchen will be under our protection.

Among the dozens of outer sect disciples, several young men at the late stage of the Awakened Soul Realm were deliberately releasing their power. Several oppressive auras pressed down on Hoff, and the few of them openly threatened him.

Among the disciples of the Array Hall, there was a young man wearing a long robe who held his shoulders and remained silent. His eyes were cold and arrogant, as if he was disdainful to talk to Ye Xiao.

Cough, cough, Senior Hua! My kitchen is already at the entrance of the Allies' Hall, how can I join the other halls? If senior brother Hua is straightforward, then I would like to ask senior brother Hua to come with me to the service hall to discuss this matter! " Hoff coughed awkwardly a few times. The pressure he felt on his body made him unable to breathe. Even so, Hoff's back was still very straight. He spoke with a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing as he stared at the young man in the lead, Lang Lang.

Heh heh, Hoff, are you using the service hall to bully me? But don't worry, their Hall of Servants can't even protect themselves right now! Rather than relying on others, why don't you consider yourself first! The chief disciple of the Array Hall, Hua Qingchi, sneered and looked at Hoff with disdain. After which, Hua Qing Chi's finger moved in the air, and a formation filled with light floated out of the formation.

Swish! The power of the spell formation was extremely strong. It flew towards Hoff in the blink of an eye. Hove, who was completely unprepared, was unable to retaliate at all. He could only watch helplessly as the strange spell formation enveloped his body …

CHAPTER 303 - HUA QING CHI

Swish! A ray of light shot out and a simple magic circle easily bound Hoff on the spot.

Eldest Brother!

Senior apprentice-brother!

On both sides, the disciples in the kitchen, who were at the early stage of the alchemy soul realm, and dozens of disciples who were at the late stage of the Soul Fusion Realm were all staring at Hoff with faces full of fear.

Plop! The formless pressure grew more intense, and the power of the formation began to show itself. Hoff was no longer able to resist the terrifying pressure and he collapsed to the ground.

Hehe, within three breaths, I will either fall or die! After you die, I believe that there will always be a smart person in your kitchen …" The eldest senior brother of the Painting Hall, Hua Qingchi, pointed at Hove on the ground. His tone was full of threat and playfulness. After that, Hua Qingchi coldly swept his eyes over the angry kitchen disciples and disdainfully curled his lips.

Hmph, since we have already reached an agreement, we have to abide by the oath! If you want my kitchen hall to submit to you, you can do so as well, unless you agree to it, Master Wu Hen. Otherwise, even if I, Hoff, were to die, I would not be a traitor! Hoff clenched his teeth as he glared ferociously at Hua Qingchi and cursed.

Hehe, come, capture all the disciples from the service hall! Hua Qingchi ignored Hoff's anger and ordered his men to move out.

The disciples of the formation hall took action together and confined the dozens of service disciples who had come to help the workers in the kitchen to one place. Of course, this also included Traceless Aftermaths, who was hiding at the side and watching from the side.

Haha, kitchen disciples, listen up. As long as you injure these service hall disciples, we won't make a move against you today. Otherwise, this Hove will be your end!" A young man standing next to Hua Qingchi sneered as he glanced around at the furious disciples of the kitchen. After that, he raised his foot and stomped heavily on Hove's chest, which was tied up to his body.

Wow! Another mouthful of blood spurted out. Hove, who was in the middle stage of the Dan Soul Realm, could not fight back at all. The formation around him became increasingly powerful, to the point where he could barely breathe.

Heh heh, either he lives or he dies, the decision is in your hands! How about it? Aren't you guys going to make a move yet? Hua Qingchi swept his eyes over the surrounding kitchen and then pointed at Hove, who was heavily injured. He then pointed at the group of janitor disciples, indicating for them to quickly make their decision.

Eldest Brother!

Eldest Brother!

The group of kitchen disciples were extremely indignant, but they couldn't do anything in the face of the mighty Hua Qing Chi. No one had the heart to watch Hoff get heavily injured. They all looked at the janitor disciples with complicated expressions.

Cough cough, Senior Wu Hen, are you still not going to attack?

Eh, Senior Brother Wu Hen, Senior Brother Hoff has always been good to us, you must avenge Senior Brother Hoff!

Senior Wu Hen …

The expressions of the several dozen disciples from the Hall of Servants all became extremely unsightly. Whether intentionally or not, all of them had their gazes fixed on Wu Hen. Sound transmissions were being transmitted quietly, and for a moment, Wu Hen could not help but chuckle.

A soft laugh was particularly eye-catching in the quiet hinterland plaza. Everyone looked over in one direction with suspicion, only to see Wu Hen raise his head with a harmless, evil smile on his handsome face.

Hey, boy, is it funny? Get the hell out here! I'll use you as a knife today!" The late stage Awakened Soul Realm disciple next to Hua Qingchi instantly became angry from embarrassment. He pointed at Wu Hen, who was in the middle of the group, and a terrifying and oppressive force transformed into a majestic aura as it came pressing down.

Boom!" The terrifying pressure was as sharp as a torrential storm, pressuring Formless' body with incomparable precision. Wu Hen's well-built body trembled slightly. With a light shake of his shoulders, the invisible pressure on his body was easily dispelled. After which, he saw Wu Hen maintaining a faint smile as he slowly walked out under the gaze of the crowd.

Yi, this, how is this possible? The young man looked at Wu Hen in disbelief, clearly unable to accept the reality in front of him. Following which, the imposing manner of the young man was released once again, and a violent gust of wind whistled as it bombarded Wu Hen's body.

The endless berserk pressure came attacking once again. Formless Blade's well-built body did not even move this time. The surrounding kitchen disciples and the disciples of the formation hall all narrowed their eyes. They all nervously looked at Wu Hen.

How boring! A flash of impatience could be seen on Wu Hen's handsome face as the aura around him was suddenly released. An aura that was even more terrifying and berserk rose up in an instant, pushing back the profound energy pressure of the young man in front of him.

Boom!" With a muffled sound, the young man's body was sent flying. Wu Hen's late stage Dan Soul Realm cultivation rose in power, giving him an enigmatic feeling.

Plop! Followed by a loud bang, the young man who had been suppressing Wu Hen fell heavily on the ground. Immediately after, a mouthful of blood sprayed out. The young man looked at Wu Hen in fear, before fainting on the spot.

Damn, why is this guy so strong …

Wow, since when did the disciples of the Servants' Hall become so fierce!

Damn, well done, you hero!

All of the kitchen disciples reacted in unison, and started yelling at Wu Hen one after another. One by one, the disciples of the Service Hall behind him became excited and proudly straightened their backs with their heads held high.

Gulp! Gulp! All the disciples were stunned at the same time. The expressions on all of their faces sank to the extreme. The disciples who had just been pushed back by the invisible pressure were also one of the top existences in the drawing hall. Even though they didn't have the chance to use their expert array attacks, a single face-off wasn't something an ordinary player could do.

Seeing this, everyone revealed fear in their eyes and they couldn't help but take a few steps back. Everyone once again looked at Wu Hen's eyes. There was no longer any trace of contempt in them.

Bam! Wu Hen lightly shook his right hand, and a burst of scorching profound energy flew out. The simple array formation that was imprisoning the Hua Qing Chi on the ground actually began to gradually melt and weaken under the devouring of the scorching flames.

In just a few breaths of time, the simple formation was broken. The raging flames wrapped around Hoff's body also disappeared.

Cough cough, many, many thanks brother for your help! Hoff who was lying on the ground was obviously still in a daze as he cupped his hands and bowed towards Wu Hen. After checking his injuries, Hoff stood up with difficulty with the support of the people around him.

Hehe, the alliance is not as simple as saying it orally! Whether or not you can catch up with that fellow is up to you! Wu Hen held his hands behind his back and laughed. He took out a Foundation Consolidating dan that was previously made from Profound Cultivating Grass and threw it into Hoff's hands.

Eh, is … is this a divine pill? The moment the Foundation Consolidating Pill appeared, a fragrance immediately wafted everywhere. Everyone's eyes fell on the pill in Hoff's hand. At the same time, Wu Hen's identity was revealed.

Damn, it's the Chief Disciple of the Servant Hall, Liu Wuhen!

Eh, Senior Wu Hen!

Liu, Liu Wuhen …

Dozens of disciples from the Hall of Servants smiled secretly and shouted in unison.

The disciples in the kitchen cheered in unison. Everyone's eyes were filled with admiration, looking at Wu Hen as if he was their savior.

The disciples of the Array Hall were all silent with gloomy expressions. Their gazes secretly fell on the Eldest Senior Brother Hua Qingchi of the Array Hall.

CHAPTER 304 - MAGICAL FORMATION ENHANCEMENT

Smoke rose quickly from the kitchen, and the entire square was silent.

The Eldest Senior Brother of the Painting Hall, Hua Qingchi, had a grim expression as he slowly stepped forward under the watchful gaze of the crowd. A chill ran down his spine as he pushed the pressure on Wu Hen, who was in the late stage of the Awakened Soul Realm.

Hehe, late stage of the Pill Soul Realm … I'm afraid it's not enough! A light smile flashed across Wu Hen's handsome face as the fire profound energy in his body rose crazily. His entire body was covered in scorching flames, completely suppressing the cold that Hua Qing Chi had released.

Eh, late stage of the Pill Soul Realm! Liu Wuhen, you really hid your strength well! " It was said that Wu Hen was in the mid stage of the Pill Soul Realm, but now, he was at the late stage of the Pill Soul Realm. Hua Qingchi had immediately determined that Wu Hen must have been hiding his true strength, which also explained why Wu Hen was able to fight with the other top disciples in the other halls.

Hehe, if I were to tell you that I just broke through, you wouldn't believe me, right? Wu Hen revealed a faint smile on his face as he waved his hand towards Hua Qingchi without denying anything.

Hmph, even if you are in the late stage of the Awakened Soul Realm, you still won't be my match! Today, I'm here for the kitchen, this has nothing to do with you! If you know what's good for you, then leave now so as to not anger me. Don't say that I didn't give you a chance! " Hua Qingchi snorted coldly as he threw a glance at Wu Hen and said confidently.

Wu Hen was stunned when he heard this. He really did not know where Hua Qing Chi got his confidence from. In terms of strength, this fellow couldn't compare to Man Meng. In terms of profoundness, he was inferior to Zi Feng. In terms of the purity of the profound energy in his body, it was probably only slightly better than the flower bud or Li Liushui.

Haha, from now on, the kitchen will be under my protection! As for you, you can either fight or scram! Wu Hen looked down on everyone in the drawing hall and said in a cold voice as he gently tapped Hua Qingchi.

Brat, you're courting death! Hua Qingchi seemed as if he had suffered an enormous humiliation and instantly turned angry from embarrassment. He released all the profound energy from his body without restraint, and stared fixedly at Wu Hen who was standing opposite him, like a pair of daggers.

Hmph, to dare insult my Eldest Brother, die!

Bastard! How dare you be so arrogant!

The group of students behind Hua Qingchi had been in the late stage of the Pill Soul Realm. Two of them were the most powerful among them.

The two of them released their auras that locked onto each other, and at the same time, an ice and a fire flickered in their hands. Two brilliant hand inscriptions flew towards both sides of Wu Hen.

Hehe, drawing a formation out of thin air. As expected of the disciples of the Array Hall! Wu Hen did not care about the intimidating aura the two of them gave off, allowing the two to attack his body at will. It was as though Wu Hen was in unending pain, directly ignoring the pressure of experts of the same level.

Not only that, the two magic arrays on the left and right of Wu Hen were flying towards them. The originally motionless Wu Hen suddenly moved.

Wu Hen quickly raised both his hands, and suddenly, the water, fire, and two profound energy attributed auras appeared on his palms. As for the two flying formations, they were unbiased and accurately bombarded both of his palms.

Bang! Bam!

Two muffled sounds coldly reverberated in the middle of the plaza.

Following the rise of a puff of smoke, the rising water vapor boiled on one side while the ice-cold ice smeared all over the ground, causing a figure without a trace of muscular body to once again slowly appear in front of everyone's eyes.

How … How is this possible?

He, he actually withstood my formation with his bare hands? This spell formation of mine is enough to threaten the lives of opponents of the same rank! "

The two disciples were stunned on the spot as they stared in disbelief at the dissipating profound energy ahead of them. The kitchen disciples on both sides of the hall cried out in alarm. If it had been their senior brother Hoff, he would not have been able to fight back at all. He would have been swallowed by these two terrifying auras.

Hehe, I'll return it to you all! A wave of disdainful chuckles came from the two people in front of him who were stunned on the spot. The two Awakened Soul Realm disciples in the Painting Hall only saw a blur before them and a figure appeared beside them without them noticing.

Bang! Bam!

Without any hesitation, the two disciples felt their chests tighten. Immediately afterwards, the two of them were like kites with their strings cut, falling onto the ground in the open space behind them.

Plop!

Ah!

Two blood-curdling screeches resounded through the air. Two disciples of the Hall of Painting fell to the ground at the same time. One of them had an ashen face and purple lips. His entire body was frostbitten by the water profound energy. The other man was in a miserable state. His entire body was engulfed in raging flames. There was not a single spot on his skin that was still intact. He began to scream hoarsely and roll around on the ground, wailing like ghosts and crying like wolves.

Fortunately, Wu Hen did not go all out. He had only made a move to teach them a lesson. After all, if they were to risk their lives in the kitchen, Hoff and the others would not be able to explain themselves. If not, the two of them would have already died on the spot.

Hmph, useless trash! Behind him, Hua Qing Chi's face was as calm as water. With a raise of his hand, he drew two spell formations. With the support of the two formation's power, they were finally able to free the two of them who were in extreme pain on the ground. To the side, the disciples of the Painting Hall quickly stepped forward and dragged the two injured disciples to the back.

Fight or get lost! Wu Hen slowly withdrew the rising flame within his body. He lifted his eyebrows and swept them with disdain at Hua Qingchi as he spoke.

Haha, boy, you are so arrogant! Hua Qing Chi laughed out loud, a cold light flickering in his eyes. He leapt out of the crowd, and without saying a word, he threw a punch at Wu Hen.

This punch seemed weak and powerless, but it was filled with hidden killing intent. At the same time as Hua Qingchi punched, his left hand drew a defensive square formation that was added to his right fist.

Hehe, the array will increase the profound strength! I want to see how hard your fist is! Wu Hen smiled faintly, as if he was not the least bit afraid of Hua Qing Chi's attack. After which, Wu Hen stood firmly in his original spot, waving his right arm as both of his feet landed on the ground.

Boom!" A deafening dull sound rang out, startling the surrounding people and causing them to cover their ears in unison. Everyone unconsciously took a few steps back, their gazes once again focused on the two people on the stage, whose fists were facing each other.

Kacha, kacha.

Strange sounds came out from the smoke. Following that, a figure rapidly retreated, and under the smoke, Traceless Aftermath was still standing firmly where he was before, entering everyone's line of sight.

Wow, wow, wow! Waves of gritting teeth were emitted from Hua Qing Chi's mouth as he retreated. The magical formation that Hua Qingchi had placed on his right fist had long since shattered and disappeared without a trace. At this moment, Hua Qingchi was also sweating profusely and his forehead was dripping with cold droplets of sweat continuously. Not only that, Hua Qingchi's right arm had clearly plummeted. It was as if his entire arm had been dislodged from Wu Hen's fist, and was no longer listening to his commands.

CHAPTER 305 - ANCIENT BELL MARTIAL SPIRIT

Whoosh! A gust of cold wind blew, and all of the disciples had ugly expressions on their faces as they looked at the scene with extreme worry.

On both sides, the group of kitchen disciples swallowed their saliva, and their gazes once again turned to the field, clearly showing traces of excitement.

Hehe, senior brother of the Painting Hall. The augmentation power of the formation is indeed incredible. I am impressed! In the arena, Wu Hen, who always had a smile on his face, shook his hand gently and said with an unhurried tone of voice while yawning.

On the other side, cold sweat that was as big as beans was constantly flowing down Hua Qingchi's forehead. His left hand drew another healing array out of thin air and placed it on his dislocated right arm.

Swish! A ray of green light shone down from the sky, and in the span of a few dozen breaths, Hua Qingchi's right arm was completely healed. Hua Qingchi swung his arms with a vicious expression on his face. With a fierce look in his eyes, he shouted at Wu Hen while gritting his teeth: Brat, you forced me to …

Hehe, forcing you? When Wu Hen felt Hua Qing Chi's anger, he immediately laughed out loud. After that, the smile on Wu Hen's face gradually disappeared. He looked at Hua Qing Chi coldly and said, When you guys come to the kitchen's main hall to force Hoff, why don't you say so? Forced you. That's right, I'm forcing you, so what can you do to me?

You … Hua Qing Chi was at a loss for words as he stared at Wu Hen. Indeed, they had been extremely arrogant just now, forcing Hoff to submit to them. Otherwise, it would have been a dead end for them. Now it seemed the opposite. However, the only difference was that Wu Hen didn't make that decision. He had given Hua Qingchi and the rest a path of retreat, and they could only scram if they didn't fight.

In this situation, it was clear that Hua Qingchi was already on the verge of falling. Even though he had the intention to retreat, he didn't have the face to escape in front of everyone.

Hu! Hua Qingchi took in a deep breath, and his hands began to dance. And at the same time Hua Qingchi flipped his palms, two streams of profound energy, one thunder, one lightning, appeared out of nowhere on top of Hua Qingchi's palms. On Hua Qingchi's palms, lines of formation runes could be clearly seen as he gathered the profound energy of lightning and lightning into his palms.

Kacha! Ka-cha!

Two explosions resounded in the sky. Hua Qingchi suddenly flung out his palms, and lightning, lightning, and two cold lights formed from profound energy flew out.

Boom! Boom!

The two explosions boomed, and under the effect of the formation, the lightning and profound energy clashed against Wu Hen's body. Wu Hen didn't even have the time to react before he was struck by the two lightning bolts.

Hehe, let's see if you are still going to die this time! The spell formation pattern in Hua Qing Chi's palms became more and more clear, and after a few seconds, the power of thunder and lightning once again shot out. And Wu Hen, who had just been struck by the power of lightning, was still not able to escape. Streams of cold light cut through the air, and in the blink of an eye, Wu Hen was completely engulfed by the sky-devouring power of the lightning.

Gulp! Gulp!

Everyone swallowed their saliva. Everyone's eyes were filled with fear as they looked towards the middle of the battle.

Whoosh! A gust of cold wind blew past, and the smoke dissipated. As the power of lightning gradually weakened, an illusory figure slowly appeared before everyone's eyes once more.

Cough cough … A series of light coughs sounded out in the silent empty field. The clothes on Wu Hen's upper body were tattered and tattered. A bronze colored body was perfectly displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

Tear Tear, Tear, Tear …

Threads of purplish-gold undercurrent quietly flowed around Wu Hen's body. More than half of the lightning energy previously released by Hua Qing Chi had now been absorbed by the purplish-golden undercurrent.

Hehe, Senior Hua, shouldn't you compensate me with a set of clothes? Wu Hen bared his teeth as he laughed, the smile on his handsome face was harmless. However, when Hua Qingchi saw Wu Hen's smile, it was even more terrifying than a demon's smile.

You, you, are you a human or a ghost! Hua Qingchi cried out in alarm as the lightning in his palms once again struck out. This time, before the power of lightning could approach Wu Hen, the purplish-gold undercurrent that occupied Wu Hen's body flew out. A purplish-gold stream of light streaked across the sky. The lightning and thunder power released by Hua Qingchi's formation was completely swallowed up by the purplish-gold undercurrent.

Heh heh, Senior Brother Hua, this purple-gold undercurrent of mine is formed by divine lightning! Your array's power of thunder and lightning is not enough to look at! Wu Hen grimaced in pain and struck out with his palm. A purplish-golden undercurrent flowed along the Traceless Palm and turned into a streamer of light as it shot towards the Hua Qing Chi's front.

Freeze! At the same time, he drew a spell formation with his palms. A formation instantly rose up and blocked the path between the purple golden undercurrent and Hua Qing Chi.

Crack! The purple-gold undercurrent only paused for a moment before shattering the Immobilize spell in the air. After that, a terrifying undercurrent rushed towards Hua Qing Chi's face.

Buzz! A muffled sound echoed throughout the plaza. After that, the purplish-gold undercurrent weakly circled in the air before quietly returning to its traceless body.

Buzz! Another melodious muffled sound rang out and an ancient bell impressively appeared in the place where Hua Qingchi had just been standing.

Humph! With a cold snort, the ancient bell flew up. Hua Qingchi's expression was extremely ugly. With a leap, his figure appeared from within the ancient bell. With a slight shake of Hua Qingchi's right arm, the incomparably large ancient bell began to gradually shrink in front of everyone's eyes. Finally, the ancient bell that had enveloped Hua Qingchi's body transformed into the size of a bell and landed in Hua Qingchi's hands.

Eh, the ancient bell martial spirit can actually change at will. It seems that this martial spirit definitely has the power of mutation! The Demon Sovereign Huo Xiao's silhouette flickered as he appeared before Wu Hen, whispering in his ear.

Wu Hen's bored face finally revealed a trace of an evil smile. Wu Hen looked at the ancient bell in Hua Qing Chi's and Hua Qing Chi's hands, and the five colored profound energy around his body simultaneously rose. A rising fighting spirit instantly enveloped his body, and an invisible pressure unconsciously pressed down on Hua