Free Web NovelChapter 304: Mo Yunhe’s End
A chill rose in the Black-robed Elder’s heart, for he knew he had kicked an iron plate today.
He bit the tip of his tongue sharply and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood onto the Soul Banner, shouting sternly, "Myriad Ghosts Devour Souls, go!"
The pitch-black Soul Banner grew instantly in the wind, transforming into a size of several zhang. Thick, ink-like black Qi surged out from within, morphing into countless ferocious, clawing phantoms of vengeful ghosts. Emitting ear-piercing shrieks, they swarmed toward Fang Hao like a blanket covering the sky!
For a moment, cold winds howled and ghostly energy loomed; the temperature in the forest plummeted, and the light dimmed.
This Soul Banner had clearly devoured countless living souls and possessed formidable power. An ordinary Golden Core Cultivator surrounded by these ten thousand ghosts would have their essence blood and soul drained in an instant.
However, facing the sky full of ghostly shadows, Fang Hao’s expression remained unchanged; he merely lifted his left hand gently.
In his palm, a wisp of dark golden flame with a blazing white core quietly leapt out.
The flame was not large, only the size of a bean, burning quietly, yet it emitted an intensely Yang and rigid, scorching aura capable of burning and destroying everything, and even carried a sharp intent that could pierce through anything!
It was the Earthly Fiend Golden Flame!
"Mere ghostly souls, how dare you act so viciously?" Fang Hao coldly snorted and flicked his finger.
The bean-sized dark golden flame floated lightly into the sky full of ghostly shadows.
Sss, sss, sss—!
It was like a red-hot iron falling into snow, or sunlight dispelling the haze.
Upon contacting the light and heat emitted by the dark golden flame, those hideous, terrifying ghostly phantoms couldn’t even get close before emitting agonizingly shrill screams. Like ignited paper, they rapidly dissolved and vaporized, turning into wisps of green smoke!
The thick, ink-like black Qi, as if encountering its nemesis, was rapidly purified and dispersed!
The Black-robed Elder was mentally connected to the Soul Banner. With the banner damaged, he was immediately struck as if by a heavy blow. He groaned, his face turning deathly pale, his eyes filled with incredulous horror: "Wh-what is this fire?! How can it suppress my Myriad Ghost Banner?!"
He had refined this Soul Banner for many years, devouring countless living souls, making it sinister and vicious. Ordinary Yang fire or lightning techniques could hardly suppress it completely, yet he never expected it to be so fragile before this inconspicuous dark golden flame!
Fang Hao did not give him any chance to think.
The moment he flicked the Earthly Fiend Golden Flame, the ground beneath his feet exploded into a small pit. His figure vanished from the spot like a phantom, and when he reappeared, he was already within a few feet of the Black-robed Elder!
His right fist was clenched, without any flashy moves, carrying a terrifying, irresistible power as it smashed simply and directly into the Black-robed Elder’s chest!
Before the fist arrived, that scorching, sharp Fist Intent, which seemed capable of piercing through everything, had already locked onto the Black-robed Elder, causing his breath to hitch and his protective spiritual light to fluctuate violently!
The Black-robed Elder was terrified, never expecting Fang Hao to be so fast!
He hurriedly blocked his front with the damaged Soul Banner while spitting out a palm-sized bone shield covered in runes. It instantly expanded to block his front; this was his trump card for saving his life.
Boom!
Crack!
Fang Hao’s fist first smashed into the bone shield.
That seemingly sturdy bone shield, before a fist containing a trace of the Earthly Fiend Golden Flame’s power, lasted less than a breath before groaning under the unbearable burden. With the fist as the center, the shield’s surface was instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and then it shattered with a boom!
The fist’s momentum decreased slightly, but it remained as heavy as a mountain, smashing fiercely into the pitch-black Soul Banner that followed closely behind!
Bang! A dull thud sounded. Black Qi surged wildly from the Soul Banner, attempting to neutralize this immense force, but after holding out for only an instant, the banner surface caved in violently. With a crisp tearing sound like silk, it was forcefully punched through by Fang Hao!
The remaining fist force passed through the damaged Soul Banner and landed solidly on the Black-robed Elder’s chest!
Pfft! The Black-robed Elder sprayed blood wildly from his mouth, his sternum shattered into who knows how many pieces. His entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, colliding with a giant tree before slowly sliding down. His aura withered to the extreme in an instant, his eyes filled with fear and despair.
The Soul Banner in his hand had dim spiritual light, and a large hole was torn in its surface; it was clearly completely destroyed.
Fang Hao flashed over, arriving before the dying Black-robed Elder, looking down at him with an indifferent gaze.
"D-don’t kill me..." The Black-robed Elder spat out blood foam, begging with difficulty, "It... it was Mo Yunhe who forced us to come... he... he is right..."
He seemed to want to say something, but a flash of ruthlessness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he bit down hard on a poison pill hidden in his mouth!
Fang Hao frowned, about to stop him, but it was already too late.
A layer of black Qi quickly covered the Black-robed Elder’s face, his aura cut off, and he died from the poison.
Clearly, Mo Yunhe was extremely strict with his subordinates; they all carried instant-death poison to prevent leaking secrets if captured.
"Quite decisive," Fang Hao snorted coldly and no longer looked at the Black-robed Elder’s corpse.
He waved his hand, flicking two sparks of the Earthly Fiend Golden Flame that landed on the two corpses. Within a few breaths, the corpses, along with their Magical Artifacts and other items, were incinerated into ashes, leaving only two Storage Pouches.
He quickly picked up the Storage Pouches and scanned them with his Divine Sense. Inside, apart from some Spirit Stones and Medicinal Pills, there wasn’t much of value, nor was there any Jade Slip regarding Mo Yunhe’s subsequent plans.
"Mo Yunhe... is nearby?" Fang Hao recalled the Black-robed Elder’s unfinished words before death, and his eyes grew sharp.
He dared not delay, moved his body, and prepared to leave this place.
However, at the very moment his figure lifted into the air—
A terrifying aura, vast as an abyss and cold as a prison, descended without warning, instantly shrouding the entire forest clearing like an invisible mountain!
The surrounding air seemed to solidify; the chirping of insects and birds vanished abruptly, and even the wind stopped flowing.
An indifferent voice, yet laden with boundless anger and killing intent, echoed in this imprisoned space as if coming from beneath the Nine Netherworlds:
"You killed my people and still want to leave?"
Following the voice, an old man dressed in grey robes, with a gaunt face and greying hair, appeared silently on the treetop of an ancient tree at the edge of the clearing like a phantom.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down coldly at Fang Hao below. It was none other than the Tiangong Alliance Elder—Mo Yunhe!
He had indeed come in person! And he had arrived so quickly, so suddenly!
Clearly, he had been lurking nearby for a long time, perhaps monitoring everything here with some secret technique, yet Fang Hao’s previous Divine Sense had failed to discover him in advance!
The pressure of the Nascent Soul Stage was released without reservation, pressing down on Fang Hao like a physical weight, making his breath hitch and the circulation of his spiritual power throughout his body sluggish.
The real crisis had only just arrived!
Facing a genuine Middle Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator who had come in anger, Fang Hao’s confidence—bolstered by having just repaired his golden puppet and increased his strength—was instantly pushed to its extreme.
This would be the most severe test he had faced since leaving Tiangong City.
