Chapter 709: Do or Die

Chapter 709: Do or Die

“Have you seen my head?”

Ye Qing’s skull turned numb, and his back broke out in cold sweat when he heard this. He felt as if he had plummeted into an ice hole, cold and frozen. He did not dare to move even a muscle.

If before he only felt that something extremely bad would happen if he moved carelessly, now he knew for certain that he was in big trouble.

It was because the one question had made him feel like Sun Wukong trapped underneath the Five Fingers Mountain. His back felt like it was bearing the heavens themselves, his skin felt icy to touch, his yin god and demonic thought were completely suppressed, his energies were tied up by invisible shackles, and his mind was trembling like a leaf.

Right here and now, he was no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

He was never a coward nor a man who gave up easily. However, he could do but quake in his boots right now. He just could not muster even the slightest courage to struggle or fight back.

Beads of sweat rolled profusely off his forehead. However, the reaction could not alleviate his shock and terror in the slightest. He had no idea how he was going to get out of this situation. None.

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When Shangguan Hongjin and Pedant Earth finally reached the bottom of the basin, they were immediately treated to a terrifying sight. They saw a man leaning forward and clinging to Ye Qing’s back with both hands. Ye Qing himself wasn’t moving a muscle almost as if he was listening to the stranger. From a distance, they looked like a pair of old friends catching up with each other.

If that was all, then they might not have suspected a thing. The problem was that the man clinging to Ye Qing’s back did not have a head. In other words, he was a headless corpse.

Why was a corpse clinging to Ye Qing? And how?

Worse still, the corpse felt like an infinitely tall mountain to their senses. They felt like ants attempting to perceive the infinite totality that was the sky.

The Sage. It has to be the fallen Sage.

Both warriors arrived at the exact same conclusion. The headless corpse before them could only be the fallen Sage.

“Have you seen my head?”

Then, something even scarier happened. The headless corpse asked Ye Qing a question.

This should not be possible since the Sage did not have a head. And yet, a voice had definitely come from its body, one that terrified and suffocated both Shangguan Hongjin and Pedant Earth to their core. They began trembling like a leaf.

Bang!

Ye Qing lifted an eyebrow. He knew it was a slim hope from the start, but not only did his full-powered elbow strike fail to budge the Sage even an inch, it was his arm that hurt from the impact.

It was both surprising and unsurprising. A dead Sage he might be, he was still a Sage. They said that a lean camel is still bigger than a horse, and a Sage was so, so much bigger than a Spirit Master like him.

Ye Qing did not panic though. He immediately ripped off the Dragon Nursing Nest and tossed it into the sky, shouting, “Run!”

While he was shouting, he raised his right arm and brought it down on the Sage like he would split the headless man in half.

Ye Qing had a plan when he attacked the Sage. If his elbow strike was strong enough to knock back the headless Sage and buy both him and Giggle a chance to survive, then all was well. If not, it was still fine. He simply needed to keep the Sage’s attention on himself and buy as much time for Giggle to run as possible, and what better way to do that than to attack him?

His plan was simple, but it worked. He could feel the Sage’s aura locking onto him before it came crashing down like an unstoppable tidal wave.

“Ahhhhhh!!!”

Ye Qing growled out as his right arm grew several times bigger than before, and sharp hair burst out of his flesh. He then punched the sage’s shoulder with everything he got.

THUMP!

It sounded like the drumbeat of the heavens. Such was the noise that a muffled groan escaped Shangguan Hongjin and Pedant Earth’s lips, and blood began seeping out of their orifices. At the same time, the ground beneath Ye Qing and the Sage crumbled inch by inch.

However, the powerful punch failed to harm the Sage even a little, much less push him away. The Sage was still clinging to Ye Qing and grabbing his shoulders with both hands. Their position hadn’t changed one bit.

The Sage’s aura was still growing stronger though. Then, the Sage tightened his grip just a bit, and Ye Qing’s shoulders caved in and crumbled away like soft tofu.

A muffled groan of pain escaped Ye Qing’s lips, but he wasn’t done yet. His eyes abruptly turned as dark and bottomless as the night.

Their surroundings faded into an unknown world before they knew it. It seemed infinitely vast and filled with all sorts of Heavenly Demons, though their shapes and sizes were indistinct. There were incessant murmurs that sounded like weeping, laughing, sorrow, and joy all at the same time, and it seemed capable of bringing out the greed, anger, ignorance, delusion, Seven Emotions and Six Desires hidden in the deepest depths of one’s heart.

While the victim’s mind and soul were being attacked, a grand, tall, mysterious silhouette sitting on a throne emerged from the space higher than the nine heavens and looked down from above.

The silhouette lowered its palm, and the world crumbled.