Chapter 336: Against Cui Haitang
Lightning and fire blazed, each blow stronger than the last. Because Marquis Zi was an Immortal himself, the heavens deemed fit to administer bolts of tribulatory lightning with mounting strength.
"Please, let go! Argh!" Marquis Zi vomited out blood as he pleaded with Ye Dafu for mercy.
Ye Dafu, for his part, had a death grip around Marquis Zi's waist. Regardless of how Marquis Zi elbowed him, he refused to let go. Strong though Marquis Zi's elbow strikes were, Ye Dafu cultivated Indomitable Body and was perfectly suited for withstanding them.
Marquis Zi continued to suffer as the lightning grew stronger. His hair came unbound. Wounds perforated his skin. His blood wouldn't stop dripping.
"Are you intending to use me as your shield for this tribulation? Die, you bastard!" Marquis Zi roared, slashing down at him with a longsword.
It struck Ye Dafu with a metallic clank—then bent out of shape, ruining Marquis Zi's fifth longsword.
"Let go! Let go, you!" Marquis Zi howled desperately.
In order to obliterate the cultivator who was ruining the fairness of the tribulation, the bolts of lightning were only growing stronger. Marquis Zi was completely charred by then. After vomiting out copious amounts of blood, he fell paralyzed to the ground, no longer breathing.
After some time, the intensity of the tribulation slowly ramped down.
Ye Sanshui, his eyes filled with tears, cried out, "Dafu, the tribulation has sensed that Marquis Zi is dead! Release his body and proceed carefully with the tribulation!"
"Let go of him, Boss!" a group of golden cultivators shouted from afar, likewise having broken free of their chains.
Ye Dafu seemed to have been stunned from the repeated shocks. He continued to hold onto Marquis Zi's corpse, refusing to let go. The lightning struck at Ye Dafu over and over again, surrounding him until he was crackling. After an indeterminate amount of time had passed, the tribulation finally dissipated.
As the final bolt of lightning landed, Marquis Zi's corpse disintegrated into powder and vanished. The dark tribulatory clouds rumbled and transformed into multicolored propitious clouds that surged into Ye Dafu's body.
"Boss survived the tribulation—he became an Immortal!" the group of golden cultivators cried out.
However, Ye Dafu didn't seem at all happy about his achievement. With tears in his eyes, he cried out, "Father, Second Uncle, I've avenged you!"
After that shout, Ye Dafu collapsed. His head drooped as he fell toward the sea.
"Dafu!" Ye Sanshui rushed forward and grabbed his unconscious nephew.
Just then, Xiao Nanfeng vanished from sight as the white light buffeted him.
The white light was like a tidal wave, one that sent Xiao Nanfeng flying. He rapidly stabilized himself in mid-air, only to find that fog had suddenly appeared all around his surroundings.
"An illusion?" Xiao Nanfeng cried out in surprise.
With a wave of his hand, he filled the sky with red clouds. Lengths of red rope dropped from the clouds and sought out the paper snakes.
With a snap, one length of red rope sent the paper snake in the lead flying.
As the paper snakes continuously flew toward Xiao Nanfeng, more and more lengths of red rope fell from the skies.
They snapped and sent paper snakes flying by the dozens, by the hundreds. The paper snakes continued to attack fiercely. Some even bit down on the red rope. Pained, the red rope instantly retaliated by looping around the paper snake's neck and squeezing, intent on choking it to death. Neither cursed effigy was willing to relent.
Countless lengths of red rope and paper snakes faced off against each other, almost like a war of epic proportions. A frightening tempest resulted.
Xiao Nanfeng stood at the heart of the tempest. His eyes flashed as he flew toward Cui Haitang and the paper figure, punching forward with a fist out of the red storm.
The paper figure didn't make a move. It continued to manipulate the paper snakes into attacking. Cui Haitang stepped forward and met Xiao Nanfeng's punch with one of her own.
The two cultivators' fists clashed and formed a shockwave. Cui Haitang seemed to be the stronger cultivator, and she sent Xiao Nanfeng stumbling back.
"You're at mid-stage Yin Body!" Xiao Nanfeng exclaimed.
A red moon appeared behind Xiao Nanfeng's back.
"The Taiqing red moon? You were the cultivator at Yin Body in Yongding, then! Xiao Nanfeng, you cultivate particularly quickly, don't you?" Cui Haitang demanded, her eyes frosty.
A red moon appeared behind her head.
"You have a Taiqing red moon, too?" Xiao Nanfeng exclaimed.
"You've just reached Yin Body, and you're no match for me," Cui Haitang said coldly. She shot forward.
The two cultivators exchanged blows once again. Though Xiao Nanfeng might have been weaker, his Hegemon's Fist was incredibly strong. Gradually, he acclimated to Cui Haitang's attacks and began to fight on equal footing with her.
"What an incredible fist technique. I shouldn't have left you this much time to grow."
The two cultivators began to fight more and more furiously before they both suddenly frowned.
"Red light? So much red light!" Xiao Nanfeng exclaimed.
"Damn it. I forgot that you had the Taiqing red moon, too!" Cui Haitang exclaimed.
All that the two cultivators could see was bathed in red; they seemed to have been hypnotized by each other's red moon.