Stranger Danger

Chapter 728: Demonic Blade of Six Yins

“Urgh!”

Since Mrs. Basket’s energies were connected to the Life Stealing Heads, their destruction dizzed her for a brief moment.

When she regained her senses, she abruptly realized that the audacious young man was now standing right in front of her.

How did he...?

Panicked she might be, her response was immediate and decisive. Her clothes abruptly lit up like a mini sun as countless talismans and restrictions formed an impenetrable barrier around her.

It was clear that her clothes were a kind of defensive Strange Artifact. It was pretty high grade too. Too bad for Mrs. Basket, Ye Qing easily cut through the barrier strong enough to block a full-powered attack from a Grandmaster with a casual swing of his hand. Her eyes widened. If she didn’t know better, she would have thought that the barrier was made of paper!

The next moment, Ye Qing clenched his fist and punched her in the head. The old woman immediately staggered backward as if she had just been hit by a giant hammer. Stars circled around her head, and her head hurt like a bitch. Whatever true qi she managed to gather earlier had instantly been dispelled by the punch.

Suddenly, Mrs. Basket felt as if she was floating in the air. Scratch that, she was floating. A powerful force lifted her into the air before Ye Qing elbowed her in the heart!

Crack!

Mrs. Basket’s chest caved in, and her eyes bulged so much that it would not be a surprise if her eyeballs actually fell out of their sockets. Blood poured out of every orifice as she hit the ground hard and kept sliding forward like a plow, leaving a deep gorge behind her.

By the time she finally came to a stop, Mrs. Basket was exhaling more than she was inhaling. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was dying.

For a time, silence enveloped the entire basin. Everyone was staring at the young man with shock and disbelief.

This was not how they had imagined the fight would turn out. In their imagination, The young man should be the one being punched down by Mrs. Basket, not the other way around. Actually, scratch that, it was worse. The young man had grievously wounded Mrs. Basket, an infamous, veteran Grandmaster in just the blink of an eye.

How was this even possible? Were their eyes playing tricks on them?

Even if Mrs. Basket was among the weakest Grandmasters out there, it should not be possible for someone who just overcame their tribulation minutes ago to defeat her. The guy didn’t have the time to stabilize his cultivation yet!

And yet, the impossible had happened. Mrs. Basket didn’t just lose, she had lost so quickly and decisively she never even managed to mount a counterattack.

Not even the Grandmasters present thought they could defeat Mrs. Basket that easily and decisively!

Everyone was looking at Ye Qing like he was a monster.

“Are you done admiring my good looks? If you are, then come at me already. The Profound Yellow Mother Qi is still inside my body. If you don’t strike me down soon, you won’t get another chance.”

Ye Qing smirked and added, “Also, I don’t mind you coming at me together. Rats can only attack in packs, am I right?”

“The audacity!”

“You are courting death!”

His taunt was a hit with Six Yins Boy and Mountain Tunneling King. They looked like they were going to fly into a rage at any moment.

“Tsk tsk... you think you can fight us all alone, little brother? Really?” Blood Rakshasa smiled like the spring wind. “Your bark is bigger than your stature if nothing else.”

“My bark is loud because my bite is worse.” Ye Qing shot back. “That said, I don’t really need to be strong to kick all of your asses. After all, you’re just a pack of rats, aren’t you?”

“The audacity!”

Finally hitting the limit of his tolerance, Six Yins Boy made a grabbing motion as if he was pulling some sort of invisible curtain. The next moment, this corner of the world turned dark and silent.

The unnatural darkness lowered from the sky before shrinking and stretching into a certain form. It looked as if an invisible man was hammering a small piece of the world into a weapon using their spirit.

A flawless, pitch black saber appeared in the sky. It didn’t have a hilt, and it had a savage, demonic design. Killing intent washed out of it like a flood long before it descended toward Six Yins Boy, and when it did, it changed colors every three meters or so. First it was black, next it was red, then it was green, yellow, blue, and finally pure white.

Every time the demonic saber changed a color, the killing intent and icy chill in the air would deepen a little more. By the time the demonic saber reached its final color, it felt like they were standing in the middle of the coldest winter. Every part of the basin was covered in ice, snow was falling from the sky, and whatever life that remained in this wasteland of a basin was completely wiped out by a choking amount of killing intent.

“The Demonic Blade of Six Yins...”

Feng San, the sword-eating man, and the blind Taoist took one look—just one look—at the demonic saber and felt their Yin Gods ripping themselves into shreds, and their blood freezing in their veins. They all collapsed to the ground with shock and horror on their faces.

Six Yins Boy’s main cultivation art was something called the “Six Yins Demonic Pinnacle Art”. It was an exceptionally yin, frigid, violent and brutal martial art. The Demonic Blade of Six Yins was the strongest technique in the “Six Yins Demonic Pinnacle Art”, and it compressed the six pinnacles of the six yins into a single saber. In the manual, it was described that the Demonic Blade of Six Yins was capable of splitting open the heavens, sundering the earth, annihilating the body and severing the soul.

“Six Yins, six pinnacles, one saber; Cut the sky, split the earth, kill ghosts and gods.” It was a succinct but accurate summary of the technique’s power. Feng San, the sword-eating man, and the blind Taoist had no doubt that they would have already experienced true death if they were the targets of the Demonic Blade of Six Yins.

The actual target of the technique, Ye Qing, didn’t look perturbed in the slightest, however. In fact, he was actually wearing a smile.

Ye Qing bent his knees slightly and jumped up to face the saber. When he was about halfway there, he threw a punch.

One punch rose, and a hundred punches fell. The flurry of punches contained an enormous amount of force and even greater intent. They combined into a patch of dark yellow earth that stood in the demonic saber’s way.

Boom!

There was a huge explosion, and the dark yellow earth conjured by the one hundred punches was sliced clean through by the Demonic Blade of Six Yins. However, the saber also turned from white to blue, to yellow, to green, to red, and finally to black.

What this meant was that five of the six pinnacles of the Demonic Blade of Six Yins had been destroyed. It also meant that the technique only possessed a sixth of its former strength.

The black saber struck Ye Qing squarely in the fist, causing a tremor that spread throughout his body. Dark yellow light circulated around his body as he fell toward the ground like a meteor.

Thump!

Ye Qing’s feet hit the ground, but it didn’t trigger a massive explosion like it normally did. Instead, all he kicked up was a bit of dust and stones like he was striking a drum.

On the surface, it looked like nothing was going on. But under the ground, it was like multiple earth drakes were tossing and turning in their sleep.

Mountain Tunneling King hadn’t been idle while Six Yins Boy was attacking Ye Qing. He had found an opportunity to slip underground, and he was poised to strike the young man while he wasn’t looking. Then, the earth around him suddenly started crushing him like he was wheat inside a millstone, causing him to ache all over and lose control of his energies. He had no choice but to jump back onto the surface.

However, the second he burst out of the earth, a palm grew bigger and bigger in his vision. It pierced through his astral qi and slapped him in the face before he could do anything.

Mountain Tunneling King’s face hurt like hell, but he did not hesitate to summon earthen spikes from the ground and attack Ye Qing from behind.

Ye Qing did not so much as bat an eyelid. He simply grabbed Mountain Tunneling King, turned around, and smashed him into his own spikes instead.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Countless spikes slammed into Mountain Tunneling King’s body and exploded into smithereens, but the debris didn’t scatter or fall to the ground like they should. Instead, they attached themselves to Mountain Tunneling King’s body and formed a set of earthen armor that only grew thick, bigger, and heavier as time passed. Over time, it looked as if Ye Qing was an infant attempting to lift a titan with his puny hands.

Still, Ye Qing was unmoved by this turn of events. With just one hand, he lifted Mountain Tunneling King—at this point, the man was as heavy as a literal mountain—into the air, sucked in a deep breath, and exhaled everything at once. It was so loud that his exhalation sounded like rumbling thunder, and he threw Mountain Tunneling King straight at the two brothers, Herald of Fortuity and Harbinger of Doom.

After the prowess Ye Qing just displayed, neither Herald of Fortuity nor Harbinger of Doom were stupid enough to treat him like an ordinary, newly-ascended Grandmaster. They went all out.

Herald of Fortuity began laughing. His laughter was joyous and growing increasingly loud with each passing second.

At first, it sounded like he was the only one who was laughing. Later on, it sounded like thousands and thousands of people were laughing at the top of their lungs.

Images of female celestials dancing in the sky or celestials and Buddhas drinking to each other’s health suddenly manifested into view. Combined with the laughter, it was as if they had been transported into a divine kingdom of bliss.