I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 373 - 356: Kill Kill Kill

The Dragon King Faction’s territory was far larger and more magnificent than the Little Holy Hall’s. Wang Meng casually unleashed a blast of Sword Qi, shattering the Dragon King Faction’s entrance plaque.

The sudden explosion brought several figures rushing out from the Dragon King Faction’s headquarters. "Who dares cause trouble here? You’re courting death!"

Sword Qi, Fire Talismans, and arrays all came crashing down on Wang Meng at once.

In the darkness, Wang Meng’s eyes blazed. "KIIIIILL—"

Broken Heaven Edge erupted with a dazzling light, as brilliant as a newborn sun. Blood flew through the air.

Wang Meng took a deep breath. The metallic tang of blood... ’Good.’

The next group to rush out was dumbfounded. A piercing shriek instantly rang out. "The Dragon King Faction is under attack!"

The shriek was cut short as the light of Broken Heaven Edge descended. ’No mercy!’

Can you believe it? Someone was causing trouble at the Dragon King Faction’s headquarters—or to be more precise, it was a massacre!

The sound of explosions was incessant. There weren’t many people guarding the Dragon King Faction’s base, but news of the attack spread quickly. The faction’s members were enraged. ’Someone actually dares to cause trouble at our base!’

Wang Meng was in a killing frenzy, his Five Elements Technique pushed to its limit. Every sword strike was fatal. ’Kill, kill, kill!’

"Speak! Who were the ones who killed our people at the Holy Hall Faction’s base?" Wang Meng demanded coldly, lifting a Body Cultivator by his collar.

Horror filled the Body Cultivator’s eyes. ’This man’s reflexes are even faster than a Body Cultivator’s!’

"I don’t know. If you’re going to kill me, then just do it..."

SHING...

In just a short while, over a dozen of the Cultivators stationed at the Dragon King Faction’s base were dead. The others were clearly absent; the strongest one there was only just past the Fortieth Layer.

More members of the Dragon King Faction were now rushing back to their headquarters. However, the Dragon King himself was not at the Cultivation Academy; he and the faction’s other strongest members were on a mission in the Tianyu Small Thousand World.

Wang Meng now sat upon the throne in the Dragon King Faction’s main hall, Broken Heaven Edge resting across his lap. He quietly waited for the faction’s members to deliver themselves to him.

But they were coming too slowly. ’Their reactions are truly sluggish.’

Wang Meng looked up. With one blast from Broken Heaven Edge, he blew the roof open. He grabbed Sanmao and soared into the sky, looking down on the area below.

’It seems quite a few people are heading this way, but I can’t tell which ones are just spectators.’

"Sanmao, you’ve been practicing with the Flame Encyclopedia for a while now. Use this place for a little training," Wang Meng’s voice was utterly cold.

Sanmao nodded. Its chubby little paws pulled the Flame Encyclopedia out of its Qiankun Bag. The three tufts of flame on its head instantly shot upright. It had been itching to use this, but never had the chance.

The Flame Encyclopedia floated before Sanmao. Spurred on by Wang Meng’s killing intent, raging flames erupted from Sanmao’s body. The Flame Encyclopedia began to burn as well, as if in resonance.

A vast power began to form in the sky above the Cultivation Academy.

Shan Lin was practically jolted awake. The moment he stepped outside, he felt the immense power in the distant sky. ’Such tyrannical power... Who could it be?’

’This doesn’t feel like a Cultivator’s Elemental Power. It feels more like the Demon Power of a Spirit Beast.’

In the Little Holy Hall, everyone had long since been jolted awake. Their first thought was that Wang Meng had made his move. Li Tianyi and the others immediately rushed for the door.

BANG... BANG...

A lockdown barrier!

"Arhat, what are you doing?! Let us out!" Li Tianyi roared.

"The boss ordered me to do this! He said not to let you out!"

Arhat said as he controlled the array. It might not hold for long, but Wang Meng’s order had been to stall them for as long as possible.

"Move it, you little skinhead! Don’t make us force our way through!" Yan Yuyue said coldly.

"I can’t! The boss said not to let you out!"

Arhat said stubbornly. Li Tianyi had already drawn his sword and struck the barrier, but it only trembled slightly.

Arhat was a Level 7 master of Array Technique. He could hold them off for some time, even if Li Tianyi and the others attacked together.

"Arhat, drop the barrier now, or it’ll be too late to stop us from hurting you!" He Zui roared.

’Goddammit! Mu Ziqing is dead, Ning Zhiquan is dead... if Wang Meng dies too, the Holy Hall is done for! I can’t let anything happen to him, even if I have to die myself! This is all my fault. I should have talked him out of it!’

Arhat bit his lip and shook his head, refusing to give in.

Mingren walked toward the barrier. Arhat said in a low voice, "It’s useless. Even if you all attack at once, I can still hold out for a while."

Mingren touched the barrier. His body seemed to collapse inward for a moment, and then he passed right through it. Arhat was completely stunned.

Li Tianyi and the others were overjoyed. "Senior Brother Mingren, quickly undo the barrier! We have to go help Wang Meng!"

Mingren glanced at Arhat. "Don’t let them out."

Then, his figure flickered and vanished.

Li Tianyi and the others stood there, dumbfounded, before resuming their attack on the lockdown barrier.

After leaving the Little Holy Hall, Mingren raced toward the fiery glow in the distance.

At the same time, the Dragon King Faction’s experts were also hurrying back to their headquarters, each one radiating a towering killing intent. Onlookers scrambled to get out of their way.

Sanmao suddenly slapped the Flame Encyclopedia. A pillar of fire descended from the sky, crashing down into the Dragon King Faction’s headquarters with torrential force. The entire academy was illuminated by the gigantic column of fire.

An incessant RUMBLE followed as the ground began to tremble and waves of fire rolled outward.

The entire academy was stunned by the terrifying Magic. Not even a Talisman Cultivator at the Minor Perfection stage could unleash such a ferocious spell.

The waves of fire billowed outward, covering the Dragon King Faction’s base, then suddenly contracted.

WHOOSH...

BOOM...

When the fiery light dissipated, only a blackened, sunken crater remained where the Dragon King Faction’s headquarters once stood.

Even after unleashing such a powerful spell, Sanmao was still buzzing with excitement. Clearly, the Flame Encyclopedia was even more formidable in its paws than in Wang Meng’s hands.

Wang Meng slowly descended. "Hua Jianyu, come out and face your death!"

At his roar, someone immediately charged out to attack him. Although they were shocked by the powerful Magic, this guy in front of them didn’t even seem to be at the Fortieth Layer.

SHING...

Broken Heaven Edge lashed out, splitting a Forty-Second Layer Body Cultivator clean in two.

It was a perfect, flawless strike—a sword of absolute death.

When Wang Meng cast aside all restraint, held nothing back, and even stopped fearing the demon in his heart, that was when his Sword Technique reached its zenith.

Power was meant for killing.

The power of that single strike was enough to stun the entire crowd. Some members of the Dragon King Faction had already arrived, hoping to score a meritorious kill, but now they didn’t dare to move.

With a flick of his sword, Wang Meng sent a stone slab flying. A flash of sword light carved it into the shape of a tombstone, which he then planted in the ground nearby. The tip of Broken Heaven Edge swept across its surface.

—Tomb of the Worms.

Mingren’s movements were economical, but incredibly fast. He suddenly appeared, blocking someone’s path.

"Are you with the Dragon King Faction?" Mingren asked gently.

"Piss off!" The Dragon King Faction member swung his sword at Mingren, having noticed his Holy Hall Faction insignia.

Mingren’s figure vanished into the shadows. A moment later, a terrified scream was cut short in the darkness, and Mingren’s figure reappeared.

Wang Meng’s actions had clearly enraged the Dragon King Faction. When their numbers grew to over forty, the group attacked almost simultaneously.

Wang Meng remained seated on the tombstone, waiting. Today would be the Dragon King Faction’s funeral.

In an instant, the sky was lit up by a barrage of Sword Qi and Magic, all converging on Wang Meng. The assault was immense; clearly, the Dragon King Faction had no intention of fighting him one-on-one.

Sanmao slapped the Flame Encyclopedia, and a spherical fireball enveloped both it and Wang Meng. The barrage of Sword Qi hammered against it with a thunderous ROAR, sending sprays of Elemental Qi everywhere in a spectacular display.

"Waste him!"

"Kill him!"

The members of the Dragon King Faction revealed themselves and launched an even more ferocious assault against Wang Meng and Sanmao.

The crowd of onlookers grew. No one could possibly survive an attack of this magnitude. ’What in the world is happening?’

"Sanmao, can you still hold it?" Wang Meng asked.

Sanmao nodded, visibly excited by this kind of battle. It seemed all those Spirit Stones it had been eating weren’t for nothing.

"Let’s go!"

RUMBLE... The sphere of light exploded, shooting out countless flaming arrows as a figure darted out from within.

Wang Meng charged into the midst of the Dragon King Faction members, and Broken Heaven Edge began to reap its harvest.

Wang Meng understood the art of the melee better than anyone. In an instant, he threw the Dragon King Faction into total disarray. His first assault wasn’t meant to kill, but to create chaos, and Sanmao’s Magic was an even greater source of havoc. A group of them furiously attacked the Spirit Beast, but they couldn’t break through its defenses, while Sanmao’s Flame Magic dealt out considerable damage.

Under the cover of the raining fire, Wang Meng moved like the grim reaper, his Broken Heaven Edge desperately reaping lives. He had passed the point of no return.

Just then, a series of screams erupted from the outer ring of the Dragon King Faction’s forces. It seemed someone else had joined the slaughter.

One Wang Meng was already more than they could handle. At night, their greater numbers were a liability. Add to that the strange Spirit Beast in the sky unleashing a continuous stream of terrifying, Minor Perfection-level Magic, and Wang Meng, who was as slippery as an eel... The crucial point was that no one had yet been able to fully block even a single one of his strikes.

Mingren’s figure appeared in the darkness like a phantom. With every sword strike, someone died.

At this moment, Mingren was also unleashing his full power. Dozens of streams of Sword Qi instantly enveloped him, but his figure bizarrely melted back into the darkness, causing the Sword Qi to twist and miss its target.

The Dragon King Faction had a massive advantage in numbers, yet they couldn’t pin down the two attackers. Wang Meng’s Body Technique was uncanny, and he expertly used their own people as cover. Mingren, on the other hand, had bizarre abilities that made him impossible to track.

The Dragon King Faction grew enraged and vicious. They began flinging out all sorts of Magical Artifacts. Amidst the roar of Elemental Power, it was hard to tell if Wang Meng or Mingren were hit, but there was certainly a lot of friendly fire.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Wang Meng and Mingren went on another killing spree. However, now that their opponents were on guard, it wasn’t as effective. They managed to seriously injure a few, but failed to secure any more kills.

"Everyone, stop!"

A thunderous shout echoed from the sky. The fiery light vanished. Sanmao was being held in Lv Yuantian’s hand, still clutching the Flame Encyclopedia for dear life. But against a Great Perfection master, Sanmao’s power was utterly useless; it had no strength to resist.

An overwhelming pressure descended, extinguishing all the flames in an instant. Every disciple present felt the immense force. Forget attacking; they had to use all their strength just to withstand it.

Wang Meng and Mingren disengaged from the battle, exchanging a look.

"You shouldn’t have come," Wang Meng said. He was already prepared for the worst. The only reason he had dared to do all this was because of Mingren. He believed that Mingren, too, could be the hope for the Holy Hall.