My name is Huang Tian, ​​what the hell is this "Heaven is dead" nonsense?

Chapter 105 A Famous Name Spreads Throughout the World (4k)

This knife.

It was as if the sky had been torn apart, leaving a wound that would be difficult to heal for a long time. The airflow on both sides of the "wound" was frantically squeezed by the blade energy, forming a visible white vortex of air that spread out to both sides like boiling water.

To the hundreds of martial artists watching from a distance, that crimson blade of light was incredibly heavy and vast, as if it were dragging the entire sky down!

Xiao Qing's face paled slightly: "Is this the power of a Grandmaster unleashing their full strength?!"

Even though she was the legitimate daughter of a second-grade grandmaster, she had never seen her father fight. Even third-grade grandmasters rarely made a move. After all, third-grade grandmasters were considered big shots among the tens of millions of people in Qinzhou, with extremely noble status. Why would they be at her beck and call, or practice moves for her?

Zhou Miaosu also felt a tightness in her chest, as if a mountain was pressing down on her heart. She instinctively clutched her chest, looked at the yellow sky under the unparalleled blade aura, and sighed inwardly.

Outside the dense forest, before the galloping horse.

Before the violent blade energy that was tearing the heavens and earth could even reach him, the raging gale had already crushed the land around Huang Tian into dust. The horse neighed in fear, trying to escape the area covered by the blade energy, but its legs went weak, and it knelt down with a mournful cry, unable to get up.

Call ~
At this critical moment, a breath was heard, extremely soft, yet clearly audible to everyone.

After a very soft breathing sound.

Then came the deafening sound of an explosion!
Huang Tian suddenly looked up, his long hair dancing wildly like a dragon in the howling wind, his eyes burning like magma in a volcano, and it felt as if hundreds of furnaces were exploding inside his body at the same time, and a powerful surge of blood and energy erupted!

boom! ! !
Scalding hot blood and qi surged into the sky, mixing with the surging true qi like the ocean, forming a thick, crimson pillar of qi like a beacon of smoke, soaring straight up, fiercely and powerfully meeting the blade energy that cut down everything.

Boom! !

A deafening roar erupted, as if two majestic mountains had collided!
A bright red mushroom cloud exploded in mid-air, the air currents surged and flew, the gale swept in all directions, rows of giant trees were snapped in half, soil and rocks were blown up and flew around, and layers of mud and sand covering the ground were lifted up like a huge curtain.

Heavy air currents, carrying clouds of dust and sand, swept towards the martial artists watching from afar. Some people retreated while raising their sleeves to shield themselves from the blowing sand.

Despite the wind and sand, many more people stared in horror at the soaring yellow sky and the sword energy that was annihilated by the crimson pillar of energy formed by the condensation of blood and true qi in mid-air.

That majestic and awe-inspiring blade aura, spanning a hundred feet, was actually blocked just like that?!
Do not!
It's not just blocked!

Instead, it was completely annihilated by the current!

Xiao Qing's eyes widened, her mouth involuntarily opening. Zhou Miaosu clutched her chest, her face filled with disbelief. Granny Weng murmured as if in a dream, "Such power... is she still a mid-level third-grade martial artist?"

It broke through the blade's energy, which was almost as if it had cleaved mountains, but the scalding blood and smoke did not dissipate. Instead, it exploded in the higher sky with a bang, turning into a rolling red cloud.

The moment the crimson cloud came into contact with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it seemed to produce some kind of peculiar reaction, with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several miles surging towards it.

Boom! !

The sky seemed to ripple violently, as if a giant rock had been thrown into the lake.

Countless spiritual energies converged wildly, merging with the crimson clouds.

In the blink of an eye, a crimson fire cloud, several acres in size, condensed and took shape in the air, rolling and boiling, radiating a terrifying heat wave that could scorch the sky and boil the sea!
In the middle of the crimson clouds, the phantom of an enormous Bagua alchemy furnace slowly rotated and condensed.

The furnace body is simple and ancient, corresponding to the Bagua above and the Nine Palaces below. Runes flow on the furnace wall, as if containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth and the profound mysteries of the Great Dao.

It was merely suspended there, yet it exuded a terrifying power that could melt all things and suppress everything, as if it would freeze the air shrouded in the crimson clouds!

Pei Guan, who had been annihilated by the sword energy, felt a strong sense of unease and crisis the moment he saw the vast red clouds and the ancient alchemy furnace. His hair stood on end and his breathing became rapid.

at this time.

Huang Tian suddenly raised his right foot and stomped it down hard, like a giant elephant stamping its foot!
Bang! !

The entire earth seemed to tremble violently under his foot, and several deep ravines cracked open in the ground, with spiderweb-like fissures spreading in all directions.

Countless dust and pebbles were sent flying into the sky, like a reversed yellow waterfall.

Using the immense force of the impact from crushing the rocks, Huang Tian shot into the sky like a meteor with a long trail of flame!

His blood and qi erupted like hundreds of thousands of volcanoes at the same time, and the solidified crimson smoke mixed with the surging true qi enveloped him into a human-shaped blazing sun!
High in the sky, amidst thick crimson clouds, Huang Tian raised a palm.

An ordinary palm strike.

Where the palm wind passed, the crimson clouds covering several acres of sky and the ancient, desolate image of the Bagua alchemy furnace were drawn by it, emitting a deafening roar.

His palms seemed to hold the entire crimson cloud, or to grasp that mysterious and magical alchemy furnace!
Pushing aside layers of air, it rushed towards Pei Guanyin with an unstoppable, overwhelming force!

'I can't take that blow!'

escape! escape!
Pei Guan's head trembled violently, he was terrified and wanted to escape, but the space around him seemed to be frozen by that palm strike, and his body was like being stuck in a quagmire, unable to break free.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it or escape it, intense fear and anger made his eyes bulge with blood.

He roared and frantically mobilized all the true energy and blood in his body, pouring it all into the dark red longsword in his hand.

The blade trembled violently, emitting a mournful cry as it approached its limit.

then.

"You die too!!"

A dark red blade aura, more condensed and intense than ever before, carrying a tragic and resolute meaning, suddenly erupted!
This strike embodied all his energy and spirit.

He gripped the sword with both hands and slashed fiercely at the palm print that was slowly pushing towards him, which seemed to contain the phantom of a pill furnace!

The palm and the blade's energy converged in mid-air.

This time, there was no earth-shattering explosion.

When his intense and dazzling sword light touched the palm print, it was like ice and snow thrown into the Bagua furnace, silently melting and disintegrating.

All his power and killing intent were smoothed out, dissolved, and returned to nothingness by that palm strike.

After completely annihilating the last trace of sword energy, Huang Tian's palm strike, as imposing as a mountain, landed squarely on Pei Guan's chest without any further obstruction.

boom! !

An indescribable, domineering force exploded within the latter's body, blasting apart his flesh, bones, internal organs, and everything below his head.

A cruel yet dazzling crimson firework bloomed in mid-air.

Amidst the swirling blood mist, the crimson clouds and the phantom of the alchemy furnace in the sky gradually dissipated, and Huang Tian's figure landed lightly back on the ground.

His crimson robe fluttered in the wind, as if stained with blood, or like a ball of fire.

A dead silence.

As if frozen in time, everyone was stunned, staring blankly as Pei Guan's remaining head fell from mid-air to the ground, rolling several times before gathering dust. A Grandmaster-level expert... killed so easily?!
Moreover, the person who killed him was just a middle-level martial artist in his early teens.
In the silence, Yu Jingcheng, high in the sky, was first shocked, then burst into a hearty laugh, the sound waves spreading and echoing across the surrounding area.

He quickly flew towards Huang Tian and landed on the ground. His face showed both a smile and shock. After a long while, he said, "You've broken through to the fifth rank, haven't you?"

Huang Tian smiled and nodded.

Yu Jingcheng chuckled, "No wonder! I knew you weren't an irrational person. Why would you suddenly leave the city? Turns out you were luring the snake out of its hole! Remember to let me know next time. You really gave this old man quite a scare."

"It was my oversight," Huang Tian said sincerely.

"Hey, it's alright, it's alright!" Yu Jingcheng laughed heartily, looking him up and down, and exclaimed, "Good lad!"

He then walked to Pei Guan's head, stomped his foot, the ground trembled, and the head flew into his hand. Without any disgust, he reached out and brushed aside the messy hair, examining it carefully.

"This is... Pei Guan, a third-rank Grandmaster of the Demonic Sect!"

He exclaimed, "When I chased after him earlier, I saw the dark red longsword in his hand and it looked familiar. I suspected it was him, and now I see that it is indeed him."

Pei Guan was no ordinary man; in his early years, he was a true disciple of a small sect. Later, for unknown reasons, he betrayed his sect and joined the Demonic Sect. More than twenty years later, he became a grandmaster, returned to his sect, and slaughtered all his teachers and friends. He was arrogant and ruthless, but I never expected that you would kill him here today.

He clicked his tongue in amazement several times: "A fifth-rank official killing a third-rank grandmaster, such a feat is rarely heard of in ancient times. Huang Tian, ​​you are truly going to become famous throughout the world!"

A sixth-rank master can kill a fourth-rank master; some exceptionally talented first-rank grandmasters could do this in their youth.

However, it's a completely different story when a fifth-rank official kills a third-rank official.

There's no other reason than that the Grandmaster realm is a huge chasm. Very few people can fight a Grandmaster undefeated while only at the fourth rank, let alone kill a Grandmaster while at the fifth rank.

Yu Jingcheng asked, "Now, back to the city?"

"Return to the city and change horses."

Huang Tian nodded, then looked back at the horse that was still lying on the ground whimpering, walked forward, placed his right hand on the horse's head, and exuded gentle true energy.

A moment later, the horse neighed, slowly stood up, and trotted happily on the ground.

Yu Jingcheng pondered the meaning of "Huang Tian Huan Ma" (a metaphor for a change of horses in the underworld), then suddenly remembered the Flying Hong Sect, the organization that had twice attempted to assassinate the latter. Startled, he uttered a sharp, piercing voice, "You want to go to the Flying Hong Sect for revenge?!"

Huang Tian replied in a secret telepathic message, "Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Have."

Yu Jingcheng said solemnly, “In that case, I will have someone prepare a dragon horse for you. It can travel two thousand miles a day without getting tired. You can ride it and arrive at Feihong Gate in about a day.”

The Jiaoma has nothing to do with the Jiaolong in the river, nor does it have any scales or other organs.

Besides being tall, strong, extremely enduring, and fast, and having an appearance no different from ordinary horses, it was named as such because it is fierce like a dragon and brave and fearless. Throughout history, generals and commanders have always ridden this horse in battle.

"Thank you, Vice Commissioner."

"It's nothing." Yu Jingcheng was still somewhat worried and asked, "Are you really going alone? Do you want me to accompany you and keep watch for you from the shadows?"

"The county town still needs you, Assistant Commissioner, to stay and oversee things; it's not appropriate for you to leave," Huang Tian said. "Besides, I am sufficient on my own."

"Alright."

Yu Jingcheng knew that he could not leave the county town at this critical juncture, so he did not insist. He simply advised, "If things are not going to work out, there is no need to force it. There is plenty of time in the future. With your talent, it won't be long before the Flying Hong Sect can be wiped out in the blink of an eye."

"I understand."

After exchanging a few quick words, Yu Jingcheng smiled and tossed his head to Huang Tian, ​​saying, "It's all thanks to you."

The Great Qian Dynasty has decreed that a reward of silver will be given for every demonic cult member killed, and the merit will be recorded. Killing a demonic cult master is an even greater achievement.

Taking the head, Huang Tian hung it on the side of the horse, mounted it, and without needing to speak or give any commands, the horse neighed proudly and trotted lightly, carrying Huang Tian towards the city.

Hundreds of martial artists involuntarily parted the road, staring blankly as the red-robed figure rode into the city.

Once his figure gradually disappeared from sight, the crowd erupted in cheers.

"He killed a Grandmaster! A mid-level rank martial artist killed a Grandmaster?!"

"A miracle! Unbelievable!!"

"What exactly is Huang Tian's cultivation level? Sixth rank? That can't be right."

"He revealed himself to be at the sixth rank a while ago, could he have broken through to the fifth rank now? If he could kill a Grandmaster at the sixth rank, that would be too unbelievable..."

"What you're saying is unbelievable, even for a fifth-rank Grandmaster!"

"So this is what a true genius is like..."

"..."

Everyone was talking about it.

Among the crowd, Xiao Qing's eyes shone brightly, her face flushed, as she stared blankly at the end of the road.

The old woman beside her sighed inwardly, 'Has the Third Miss fallen for her? But it's too late. How could a genius with a future so bright, capable of killing a Grandmaster two ranks above her own, possibly be interested in her?'

In reality, once someone possesses the combat strength of a Grandmaster, they are rarely called a genius anymore; they should be called a strongman, capable of dominating a prefecture and roaming a state!
Such a person has extremely high aspirations. Moreover, compared to the three-rank grandmasters who have gone through countless hardships and difficulties to break through, Huang Tian's potential is boundless. He is even qualified to be the son-in-law of the Qian King.

Even the daughter of a mere second-rank grandmaster is unlikely to catch his eye, unless the two of them had feelings for each other in their early years and were mutually attracted.

But how could that be? The two had never even met before, and had almost had a falling out!

The thought of her third young lady's spoiled nature gave Granny Weng a terrible headache. She no longer hoped to uncover any secrets about Huang Tian, ​​nor did she want any marriage alliance. She would be grateful if her third young lady didn't go crazy and offend Huang Tian.

Being targeted by a genius with such terrifying potential is definitely not a good thing.

Even if the Third Miss's father is a second-rank grandmaster, he will still feel anxious and uneasy!
Compared to Xiao Qing, Zhou Miaosu was much calmer. Although she was quite tempted, she knew that she was not worthy of such a person, after all, her background was not even as good as Xiao Qing's.

Xiao Qing at least had a father who was a second-rank grandmaster, while she was just the niece of a second-rank divine constable. A niece and a daughter are ultimately different.

'But even if we can't become a couple, we can still be friends. He won't accept ordinary gifts because they don't interest him, but there's one thing that should be useful to him…'

　Thank you Ernesti for the 100 Qidian Coins reward.

　　
　
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