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Martial Master

Chapter 5675: "Setting Up the Old Man" 😈

Published: February 1, 2025

Whoosh!

Accompanied by Ning Muyao's furious roar, a terrifying sound of fierce wind suddenly erupted in the surrounding void, and amidst the haze, a terrifying undead aura instantly surged into the sky. These undead auras rapidly circulated, transforming into a magnificent formation that materialized in the surrounding space.

"Everyone, merge into the formation!"

Ning Muyao shouted sternly, and the numerous undead experts surrounding her instantly darted into the void, landing at each corner of the formation.

Buzz!

Like black chess pieces falling onto a white chessboard, the many undead experts stationed themselves at the formation, each controlling a corner. The most central position of the formation was where Ning Muyao stood.

"Rise!"

With a loud command from Ning Muyao, countless empty breaths around her suddenly converged towards her like swarming fish.

Initially, the empty breaths in this void were evenly dispersed across the corners, but at this moment, under the gathering of the Underworld Deity Killing Formation, the empty breaths from distant places were instantly drained away, all concentrating in the space occupied by many Underworld Great Emperors and Ning Muyao.

"Go!"

With a command, streams of empty breaths, like sharp blades, swiftly transformed into a gigantic sword and fiercely slashed down towards the Five Peaks of the Underworld that were coming to suppress them.

Boom!

As the sword struck, the heavens and earth trembled, and an astonishing roar echoed throughout the realm. The enormous sword, radiating a terrifying cutting aura, forcefully struck the Five Peaks of the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor, causing them to tremble violently. In the next moment, it was sent flying backwards, crashing towards the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor himself.

"What?"

The Five Peaks Underworld Emperor's face changed drastically as he rushed to defend himself. His massive hand pressed down on the flying Five Peaks, but a terrible shockwave assaulted him. He let out a muffled groan, feeling as if he had been struck by hundreds of towering mountains, nearly spitting out a mouthful of nether blood.

Boom!

He hurriedly suppressed the surging blood energy within his body, barely stopping the impulse to vomit blood. However, the moment he stabilized himself, the void behind him shattered. The terrifying shockwave rapidly spread outwards, centered on his body, towards the other Underworld Great Emperors.

"Not good."

"Be careful."

"Quick, dodge!"

The other Underworld Great Emperors' faces turned pale, their hairs standing on end, as a sense of terrible crisis flooded their minds.

Boom boom boom!

They frantically retaliated, retreating hastily to block the incoming shockwaves.

However...

The Five Peaks Underworld Emperor's cultivation was indeed formidable, and he managed to withstand the power of Ning Muyao's formation attack, but the other Underworld Great Emperors were unable to resist this aura. In the chaos, many of them cried out in agony, desperately defending themselves while retreating in terror.

"Ah!"

In the midst of this, an emperor at the core of the shockwave had his body collapse on the spot, as if being cut to pieces, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.

His soul transformed into a streak of light, desperately trying to ascend into the sky, but the shock was too terrifying to evade. Just as this Underworld Great Emperor was about to die from the impact, suddenly...

Boom!

A vast stream of Pitch-Black Underworld Water surged forth, rushing in and blocking much of the shockwave in front of the many Underworld Great Emperors.

"Water of the Yellow Springs, it's the Emperor of the Underworld."

Everyone turned around in surprise and saw the Emperor of the Underworld with a solemn expression, straining to summon the Water of the Yellow Springs to protect them from the terrifying impact.

However, with the loss of the protection from the Water of the Yellow Springs, gaps appeared in the area where the Emperor of the Underworld was situated, and some empty breaths, like fish slipping through a net, fiercely struck him.