Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 443 - 396: Not at Home!

Chapter 443: Chapter 396: Not at Home!

The entire two-hundred-meter-tall Human Head Mountain began to emit bursts of rumbling.

Mountain.

Barely moving.

A human head squeezed out from a crevice in the mountain and fell to the ground.

It rolled twice and then suddenly burst with a "bang," turning into a handful of blood mist.

The blood mist did not disperse but instead materialized into a blood-colored figure.

It landed on the ground, staring at Wu Xiaode from afar, with an old voice coming from its mouth:

"What has disturbed your bloodline? How have you been so fortunate to evade everything? My descendant?"

Wu Xiaode froze.

At the top of Human Head Mountain.

Siang knelt on one knee, pressing his hand against the ground, and let out a strange and excited laugh:

"Actually, it’s almost over, but Arian, you’re too outstanding, so I’ll let you have a peak in advance."

On the ground, the blood shadow assumed an attacking stance:

"Be careful—"

"I am the Law Enforcement Elder of the Shangmo family’s seven hundred and sixty-first generation. What I’m best at is End·Void Wind Blow."

It made a motion as if to open its mouth.

Whoosh—

An arrow shot out from the Void, instantly piercing through the body of the blood shadow.

The blood shadow staggered suddenly.

Its preparation for unleashing the End was also timely interrupted.

"Don’t just stand there!"

Qiong’s trembling voice came from the Void:

"Quick, stop Siang, otherwise—"

"It’s too late!" Siang interrupted Qiong’s voice.

Boom!!!

The entire Human Head Mountain instantly collapsed, turning into countless heads which then transformed into layers of blood shadows.

The blood shadows densely covered every inch of the surrounding area.

They cried out:

"I am the top expert of the Shangmo clan from three hundred years ago, known as ’Unbeatable’."

"I am the Great Elder of the clan guard from eighty-five years ago."

"The clan’s number one martial artist is me."

"..."

These blood shadows each announced their titles.

—They were actually all the outstanding strong figures of the Shangmo family over hundreds of years.

It was simply inconceivable.

If the enemy consists of generations of strong figures from the Shangmo family—

Who would dare to battle Siang?

"We’re finished... Arian, we’re finished..."

Qiong began to cry in despair.

Opposite the two of them.

Siang narrowed his eyes, remounted his horse, and casually swung that long halberd.

"Look, I possess all the elite warriors of the Shangmo family over hundreds of years, as well as every End in their hands..."

"In fact, everyone who sees it will receive an invitation they can’t refuse."

"—To become a new head on Corpse Pile Mountain."

"No one has refused me in eight hundred years."

"You too will soon become part of this mountain."

"Arian, kneel."

"And you—despicable woman, what do you say?"

Qiong, on the verge of collapse, was about to lower her longbow, but Wu Xiaode suddenly yelled at her:

"He won’t spare us! You might as well fight with me!"

Qiong’s body trembled, and she suddenly leapt to his side.

"As long as you can defeat him, I and my entire Prison Flame family will serve you."

She said through clenched teeth.

Wu Xiaode grabbed her hand and, looking into the Void, telepathically said, "Qiong, help me break open the spatial prohibition."

Having said this, he activated the Dark Tao Power—

"Witness"!

"Your eyes can penetrate all worldly barriers, taking you to and showing you all that belongs to the Netherworld."

The whole world shook.

In a flash—

"Trying to run?" Siang suddenly extended his hand, pressing it towards the Void.

"Go!" Qiong gritted her teeth, and with all her might, drew a long line in the Void with her longbow.

The snakes coiled at either end of her bow let out a painful hiss.

The Void was indeed rent with a crack.

Wu Xiaode grabbed Qiong and dove in with her.

Ahead lay the endless Death Deep Sea.

Behind, numerous blood shadows closely pursued.

Audrey and Little Bone quietly emerged.

"In the Death World, it’s not up to them to decide." Audrey quickly unfolded the Ghost World Skill.

"We’ll buy some time; you hurry up," Little Bone said.

"Okay!"

Wu Xiaode answered.

Instantly, those pursuing blood shadows vanished.

Seeing this, Qiong became overjoyed and quickly telepathically asked:

"How do we escape?"

"Escape?"

Wu Xiaode replied, shaking his head, remembering that scene from the past.

When he had killed Arian and Abner’s father, he saw those eleven resentful spirits.

"We are entangled by deeper resentment and unwillingness, sinking towards the abyss of death, brother, if you can find the reason for everything, please come and save us."

That’s what they had said.

I see.

The outstanding talent of the Shangmo family had long been slaughtered to the last man, leaving only Siang alive.

Originally, Abner and Arian were also supposed to die.

They did die...

But—

These people must have been unwilling!

"Wall of Sighs."

Wu Xiaode whispered softly.

Boom!!!

A wall connecting heaven and earth emerged behind him.

Only resentful spirits can enhance Dark Tao Power, that is, the power of Netherworld Grotto Heaven’s Sealing Hand.

By now, he had already obtained two portions of resentful spirit power.

One portion was still missing.

Maybe today would be the day!

He placed his hand on the Wall of Sighs and said, "All resentful spirits that wish Siang to repay his blood debts, I am here to listen."

An extraordinary phenomenon suddenly occurred—

The quiet, icy Sea of Death started to pour towards the Wall of Sighs in its entirety.

The previously dilapidated and ancient Wall of Sighs began to change.

It slowly transformed into a vast mural shrouded in mist, emitting a gloomy and bone-chilling aura from the wall.

Wu Xiaode quietly waited, suddenly feeling a tug on his arm.

He turned his head to look.

Qiong hurriedly said, "Why are we standing here like fools instead of taking the opportunity to escape?"

Wu Xiaode then came to his senses.

—She couldn’t see anything from the Book of the Dead.

"Wait for me to find some materials to upgrade, then I’ll fight Siang," Wu Xiaode said.

Qiong froze, unable to resist asking, "Didn’t we exert all our effort to break free from the spatial prohibition in order to escape?"

"Of course, are you willing to just escape?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"But we can’t beat them! Those are the heroes of eight hundred years!" Qiong exclaimed in frustration.

"Create conditions to fight," Wu Xiaode said.

"What conditions?"

"I’m in the process of creating them, don’t rush me."

Wu Xiaode turned his head back towards the Wall of Sighs.

Within this short span of time, the mural on the Wall of Sighs was completely revealed.

Countless resentful spirits were locked under the sea, their bodies bound by heavy chains, utterly unable to move.

"Kill... Siang..."

"All that we have, we give to you!"

All the resentful spirits roared in unison.

The waters of the surrounding Sea of Death boiled and surged in response.

Lines of ice crystal letters quietly appeared on the Wall of Sighs:

"The heroes of eight hundred years have turned into resentful spirits, they are willing to give you all their power, transforming it into your exclusive Dark Element Tao Power by means of ’multiplicity’."

"This Tao Power has been stored within the Wall of Sighs."

"This is the third portion of such power, upon obtaining it, your ’Sealing Hand’ will soon be upgraded."

"—Kill Siang, and only then will you be able to receive it."

Wu Xiaode nodded with satisfaction.

"Deal’s done, let’s go," he said to Qiong.

"Going back?" Qiong said uneasily.

"You can stay in the Death World if you want, but if you’re willing to come back with me, I’ll let you continue as the head matriarch of the family," Wu Xiaode said.

Qiong stared at him in a daze and whispered, "Can we win?"

"Don’t know, let’s hit him first and see!" Wu Xiaode said.

He grabbed Qiong’s hand and surged upward—

In an instant.

The two returned to the Shangmo family’s plaza.

The Book of the Dead shook, taking back the Ghost Queen and the skeletal dragon as well.

All the Blood Shadows reappeared around them, enveloping the two tightly.

Siang showed a look of surprise, exclaiming:

"You didn’t flee?"

Wu Xiaode planted his hands on his waist and laughed heartily:

"Flee? Originally, I did feel a bit guilty since it was two against one. Winning wouldn’t have been very glorious to talk about, but now that you’ve staged this brawl, I’m quite willing to fight you."

Siang was momentarily at a loss for words.

It had been hundreds of years since he’d heard such an arrogant statement.

Qiong too was agape, clueless about what ace Arian held up his sleeve to speak so boldly.

Wu Xiaode gracefully moved his body and spoke again:

"Well, since you’ve hired so many stand-ins, it’s my turn to call for a substitution."

"A substitution... You have a contingency plan?" Siang became guarded.

With his experience in judging people, he could tell from Wu Xiaode’s expression that this man indeed had something up his sleeve.

—But what was his trump card?

Siang made an imperceptible gesture.

All the Blood Shadows promptly prepared to defend.

Wu Xiaode continued nonchalantly:

"A good fighter is known not for his spectacular feats. Before a battle, we must of course think clearly on how to turn the tables. Otherwise, I would have run away earlier."

"...Come on then, let us test each other’s strength," Siang said.

He made another discreet movement.

The Blood Shadows not only prepared defensively but even got ready to rescue Siang.

Finally, Wu Xiaode made his move.

He placed his hand on the Wall of Sighs and shouted:

"I respectfully invite the Human Emperor to descend!"

The next instant.

Three lines of ice crystal letters leapt out of the Wall of Sighs:

"You spent Qiong’s one million Soul Power to invite the ancient Human Emperor to aid you in battle."

"The Human Emperor is not home today."

"Please fight on your own."