Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 179 This is no longer my thunder tribulation!
When Zhao Qi'an heard the voice coming from the ball of evil energy in his hand, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But...it has mistaken itself for the wrong person?
Zhao Qi'an knew the name "Feng Xiao".

This person was the great senior who created the martial art "Big Jade Hand" and was also the name of the corpse of the Yangxian that he found in the immortal cave in the East China Sea.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Qian tried to communicate with it.

But the only thing that came out of that evil spirit was the repeated roar of that one sentence.

After trying several times, Zhao Qi'an discovered that this ball of evil energy was not a real living thing, it only had some instincts similar to those of living things.

It's more like... the "spirituality" that remains after a warrior dies.

Zhao Qi'an was not quite sure. After all, "spirituality" was something that was attached to the "holy bones".

If this ball of evil energy is the "spirit" left over after the death of a martial arts master, why does it exist alone?

Why does it parasitize in the qi sea of ​​other people?
Zhao Qi'an didn't know about these things, but that didn't stop him from becoming somewhat interested in this evil energy.

He thought for a moment, then dropped his left hand.

A hidden sword slipped from his sleeve and was held in his hand.

Zhao Qi'an closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his aura changed suddenly.

He was like a sharp sword, with sword force bursting out from his body.

The ball of evil energy began to shrink, as if it was trembling, and the original roaring sound also changed instantly.

Became extremely afraid.

"Xuanjianxian, spare my life..."

hiss.

Zhao Qi'an hissed softly, his eyes full of surprise.

What he was performing now was the sword technique inherited from Zhao Lingyun in his previous life. He had originally thought that since this group of evil spirits could recognize the owner of the "Big Jade Hand", he wanted to give it a try and see what would happen if he performed the Yangxian sword technique in front of it.

I just didn't expect that I could actually recognize this evil spirit.

But what Zhao Qi'an didn't expect was that as a fellow Yangxian power, this group of evil spirit angrily accused "Feng Xiao".

But when facing the Xuan Jianxian... he begged for mercy in fear!

From this attitude, we can see how big the gap is between "Feng Xiao" and "Xuan Jian Xian", both of whom are powerful Yang Xian.

And is this Xuan Jian Xian the previous life of the little Taoist boy?
It seems that I really have adopted an extraordinary son.

Zhao Qi'an originally wanted to use other Yangxian techniques to try out this evil energy, but at this moment, several purple thunders fell from the sky.

But this time, the target was not him, the person who was undergoing the tribulation, but the evil energy in front of him!
"what!!!!"

A shrill scream came from the evil spirit, and the "black ball" that was originally as big as a watermelon shrank little by little until it became the size of a fist.

All this happened right under Zhao Qian'an's nose.

This was obviously beyond his expectations, and he was extremely shocked: "Shouldn't the thunder tribulation be over by now?!"

At this moment, the purple pattern between his eyebrows has been completely condensed, and his body can no longer absorb the primordial power contained in the thunder.

Logically speaking, this tribulation has reached its final stage.

But when Zhao Qi'an looked up, he was surprised to find that the dark clouds in the sky were even thicker than before, and the range had expanded from dozens of miles to hundreds of miles.

The lightning that was dancing in the vortex of dark clouds also changed from purple at the beginning to gradually turn into pitch black.

Zhao Qian'an's hair stood on end and he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

However, he could no longer feel the connection between himself and this calamity cloud.

Zhao Qi'an suddenly realized something and was no longer as calm as before. He immediately moved to grab Chu Xuan, whose whole body felt like charcoal, and ran out carrying him.

This is no longer his thunder tribulation! ...

In a river section about a hundred miles away from the place chosen by Zhao Qi'an to transcend the tribulation.

Xiong Shanyue stood at the bow, looking at the dark clouds in the distance.

He took out the whistle, put it in his mouth and blew it.

“Swoosh~~Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!!”

The whistle sound spread in all directions across the water according to a strange pattern, spreading very far away.

After a while, the same whistle was heard again in the distance, like an echo.

Xiong Shanyue finally felt relieved and muttered, "The boss's tribulation is getting louder and louder. If it continues like this, it will sooner or later alert the big shots in Kyoto City."

He just noticed that the noise of Zhao Qian'an's breakthrough this time was much louder, and was worried that the area of ​​the river that had been cleared was not enough, so he asked his companions for confirmation.

However, the response from his companions ensured that no ships would pass within three hundred miles, which made people feel a lot more at ease.

After Xiong Shanyue felt relieved, he returned to the cabin, lay down and rested.

He knew that the boss's job would not end so soon, so it was okay to be a little lazy.

But just when he was sleeping soundly, suddenly there was a loud noise like an earth-shaking earthquake, which startled him and made him jump up.

"What's going on?!"

Xiong Shanyue walked out of the cabin in doubt. As soon as he got out of the cabin and looked up, he was stunned.

The dark clouds...how come they have spread to him?

Just as he was looking up at the sky in a daze, the ship suddenly sank, and the front half of the ship was pressed deeply into the river water.

After finally calming down, there was an extra person beside Xiong Shanyue.

"Dong, Dong family?!"

He was almost scared to death. It took him a long time to recognize that the person covered with purple "tattoos" was actually Zhao Qian'an. He was immediately dumbfounded.

What shocked and astonished him even more was the pitch-black thing that Zhao Qian'an was carrying on his shoulders. After careful identification, he realized that the lump of charcoal was actually a person.

The one who just left with Zhao Dongjia...isn’t he the King of Chu?

How did the famous sword king in the martial arts world become like this? !

Although Xiong Shanyue and Chu Xuan didn't get along well, when he saw the other party become like this, he didn't feel happy for a moment and was so confused that he couldn't say a word.

Zhao Qi'an didn't have the energy to explain at this moment, and shouted, "Hurry up! Go back to Kyoto City."

"Huh? Oh, okay!"

Xiong Shanyue then came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream, and hurriedly pulled the anchor. After the anchor was brought back to the boat, he quickly hoisted the sail.

This section of the river originally flowed upstream back to Kyoto City.

But now there was a strong strange wind coming from the opposite direction on the river. Even without raising the sail, the boat would be pushed towards Kyoto City. Now with the sail raised, the boat would go even faster.

Zhao Qian'an put Master Chu down and did not immediately help him to open his five blocked senses. Instead, he looked at the expanding dark clouds with a serious expression.

He originally wanted to remove the evil energy entrenched in Chu Xuan's sea of ​​qi, then put it away for research, so as to find out the origin of the mysterious force that wiped out the entire Jiangu family.

But this sudden thunder tribulation made him completely give up this idea.

"This thunder tribulation is so terrifying... I'm afraid it's impossible for certain people in Kyoto City not to notice it."

Zhao Qi'an felt a little depressed.

What happened today was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations.

But since it has already happened, there is no point in saying more. We should just think about the consequences of this matter.

(End of this chapter)