louisehourcade Chapter 191 The Tyrant of the Dark Kingdom, Slaying a 9th-Rank Being with a Raise of His Hand!
Chapter 191 The Tyrant of the Dark Kingdom, Slaying a 9th-Rank Being with a Raise of His Hand!
"!"
The three of them changed their expressions drastically and turned to look at each other.
A tall and slender figure emerged from the darkness.
"Impossible! Someone broke in, and the triple barrier didn't react at all?!"
Kitahara-do was somewhat incredulous.
"Is it difficult?"
The visitor laughed.
"I can simply swallow the barrier surrounding this room into my Dark Kingdom and reset the rules. It's a piece of cake for me."
He stepped out of the darkness, revealing his full form to the group.
With silver hair, black eyes, a black coat, and a katana at his waist, he was a handsome young man who looked even younger than Kitahara Shinichi!
"Nice to meet you, my name is Shirakawa Gen."
"This is the murderer you're looking for."
The handsome young man smiled.
"!!"
Kitaharado's pupils contracted.
They actually came to our door on their own initiative!
How dare he?!
"Whoosh!"
Shinichi Kitahara was still reeling from the shock.
A flash before my eyes.
The mysterious, silver-haired youth suddenly appeared before him, bringing with him a gust of wind.
"Oh?"
"You're going to crush my bones and skin me alive!"
Jiang Yuan looked down at Kitahara Shinichi, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips.
"I'm here, come on."
Shinichi Kitahara tried to raise his hand.
I want to unleash my [Hand of Disintegration] talent.
Simply touch him and you can disintegrate his body.
but--
I, who could be considered an absolute prodigy among my peers, am now...
I can't move!
I can't even move a single finger!
It wasn't suppressed by any force! Nor was it bound!
He was simply controlled by his inner instincts!
His instincts warned him.
Do not move!
Do not move!
Otherwise... you'll die!!
"I'm standing right in front of you, and you still don't dare to make a move?"
Jiang Yuan mocked.
"You think you can win the final championship?!"
"Huff, huff..."
Shinichi Kitahara's breathing became rapid, his expression terrified, and a chilling sense of impending death swept over his body, making his hands and feet extremely cold.
Countless thoughts swirled in my mind.
Who is he?
What rank is he exactly?!
Why aren't Father and Grandpa Sonozo helping?!
Why didn't you save yourself?
What is this immense pressure that could almost crush me?!
"Shinichi!!"
Kitahara-do's roar jolted Kitahara Shinichi back to his senses, shattering the scene before him.
He then realized that everything he had just seen was an illusion.
The surroundings were completely shrouded in darkness, with thick chains crisscrossing the area.
Grandpa Yuanzang and the silver-haired boy had already fought.
Two figures flashed and collided repeatedly in the darkness, producing a tremendous roar.
Kitahara Shinichi broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but ask, "Father, what is this...?!"
Kitahara-do's expression was solemn.
"It seems we've been pulled into a certain realm of rules."
"And what's even more troublesome, damn it, is... I can't use my powers here."
Shinichi Kitahara tried it out and found that he couldn't use his talent either.
For someone with S-level talent and an epic class, this is a huge nerf!
"That guy is a mental-type martial artist. Never make eye contact with him, or you won't even know when you've fallen into an illusion. If you hadn't had the [Sage's Mask] that can withstand mental attacks, you would probably already be trapped in the illusion. Even I almost fell into the illusion and nearly killed you."
"Wh-what?!"
Shinichi Kitahara's face was filled with shock and lingering fear.
"Even you, Father..."
Kitaharado's expression was extremely serious. "If I'm not mistaken, his mental strength is already comparable to that of a ninth-tier Grandmaster."
Shinichi Kitahara exclaimed in disbelief, "He looks about my age, how could he be so strong?!"
The moment the words fell.
Enveloped in scorching heat, Yuanzang's movements faltered for a moment, and the next second he was slapped away by a giant hand formed from dark energy, crashing heavily in front of the two of them.
"Grandpa Sonozo, are you alright?" Shinichi Kitahara asked in alarm.
Yuanzang got up and shook his head to indicate that he was alright.
He looked up at the sky with a solemn expression.
Shinichi Kitahara followed his gaze, his pupils shrinking sharply.
"!"
The silver-haired youth had somehow ascended to the high, dark throne, looking down at the group with disdain.
It was as if the King of Darkness himself had descended upon us!
He gently raised his hand, and ten dark giant swords appeared, their tips aimed at Kitahara Shinichi and the other two!
"boom!"
A terrifying dark gravity followed, causing all three of them to sink.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Kitaharado's forehead.
He muttered a curse: "Baka yarou!"
"Why have I never heard of a guy like this before?"
"Where did it come from?"
Yuanzang said in a deep voice, "Lord Tang, Young Master Shinichi, the enemy is a bit troublesome. I will try my best to break through the domain and send you out."
"Don't even think about it."
Jiang Yuan smiled, having already seen through his plan.
His finger fell.
Ten dark giant swords fell with a whoosh.
Unable to use their talents and skills, the three attacked together, all employing martial arts techniques that affected their qi and blood.
Just now.
A glint flashed in Jiang Yuan's eyes.
Within the spiritual starry sky, the Yang God radiates light.
A terrifying mental storm crashed against the mental realms of the three like a tsunami.
"Bang!"
The three of them felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer, and were momentarily stunned.
Ten dark giant swords pierced through the protective barrier, impaling the three men and pinning them to the ground.
Yuanzang was the first to recover from the mental storm, struggling to shatter the dark greatsword that had pierced his body.
But next second.
Jiang Yuan appeared before him, gripping the hilt of the [Azure Cutter] sword, in the instant that Yuanzang's pupils moved to look at him.
He drew his sword, swung it, spilled blood, and sheathed it again.
A single, breathtakingly beautiful sword draw, imbued with the essence of poetry.
After the blade is sheathed.
A perfectly round blade of light appeared in the air, sweeping across Yuanzang's neck and leaving a straight cut.
"Click."
The ninth-tier Grandmaster was decapitated, and blood splattered everywhere.
Jiang Yuan looked at Bei Yuantang again, and without uttering a single word, he smashed Bei Yuantang's head with a fist wrapped in black light.
"Snapped!"
Finally, there's Shinichi Kitahara.
Jiang Yuan did not rush to kill him, but first deactivated the Dark Domain.
The darkness receded.
Everything about the luxurious penthouse reappeared.
Jiang Yuan sat on the sofa, poured himself a cup of spiritual coffee, and checked his findings while drinking it.
"So rich. No wonder he is a ninth-level Grandmaster and a direct descendant of the main family of one of the three great families of Sakura Country."
The two individuals dropped three epic-level equipment items, one defensive relic, twelve dark gold-level equipment items, and twenty-six gold-level equipment items.
There are three super-level reels, seventeen high-level reels, and countless other high-level items.
There are hundreds of high-level spiritual materials and high-level potions.
Other top-tier materials, cash jewelry, and special mechanical creations are also plentiful.
"We've really struck it rich!"
With a broad smile, Jiang Yuan took them all into his hidden cave.
……
Under the effect of [Sage's Mask].
Kitahara Shinichi quickly regained some of his senses from the mental storm, and what he saw was the familiar living room and Jiang Yuan sitting on the sofa drinking coffee.
On the floor nearby lay the bodies of Sonozo and Kitaharado, who had died tragically.
This sight caused his pupils to shrink sharply, and his face turned as pale as paper in an instant.
"A hallucination! This must be a hallucination too!!"
"This isn't a hallucination," Jiang Yuan laughed, crossing his legs. "They really are dead, killed by my own hands."
These words completely shattered Kitahara Shinichi's psychological defenses.
His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, his face contorted, and he roared as he charged toward Jiang Yuan.
"You monster!!"
"Go to hell!!"
Before his full-force attack could even reach Jiang Yuan, his arm was swallowed up by a dark vortex.
Shinichi Kitahara tried to struggle and use the power of the relic, but he was controlled by an invisible spiritual force and could not move an inch.
"So it's the power of disintegration and destruction. It's a lower-level power of darkness."
"You boasted about slaughtering the pride of the Great Xia Dynasty. I thought you were so strong, but you're nothing special."
Jiang Yuan walked up to him with his hands behind his back, smiling as he looked at him.
"You know what? I wasn't planning on killing anyone who was going to participate in the Grand Wars."
"But I've decided to make an exception for you."
He raised his hand, and the palm, radiating endless darkness, reached out to grab her.
Kitahara Shinichi's anger was gradually replaced by an indescribable and immense fear, as if his heart was being gripped by an invisible hand, making it hard for him to breathe.
"No, no... I don't want to die..."
"Please..."
“Please spare me…”
He was in tears, wishing he could kneel down and beg for mercy.
"hehe"
Jiang Yuan let out a cold laugh.
"Weak and ugly."
"You should just be swallowed by the darkness."
"Die in the deepest despair."
In Jiang Yuan's indifferent voice.
His hand rested on Shinichi Kitahara's head.
Darkness, like filth, instantly swallowed him up!
"Aaaaaaah!!!!!"
Amidst desperate, piercing, and excruciating screams.
Shinichi Kitahara died in the most tragic way!