My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 717: The End of the Red Line

The deafening roar of the Annihilation Thunder shook Tubo’s massive frame, causing it to tremble.

Tubo had not intended to fight Qin Feng to the death, but merely to intimidate him with a display of power.

Who would have thought this reckless youth would dare to meet him head-on!

Roar!

Tubo looked ferocious and roared, “Boy, are you truly not afraid?!”

Tubo’s thoughts were fairly simple – the Gate of Hell was a sacred place of the Netherworld Realm, and the commotion they had caused was bound to attract the attention of the powerful figures in the Southern Territories.

Tubo knew that as long as he could engage the opponent in more conversation and delay the time, he might be able to wait for the arrival of the powerful figures to turn the tide.

This was a tactic he had used countless times over the millennia and had mastered it.

However, the opponent he now faced was unlike any he had encountered before.

Faced with Tubo’s provocation, Qin Feng wasted no words. He pressed his right palm downwards, and from the sky above, the mighty Annihilation Thunder came crashing down, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

‘This boy has seen through my scheme?’ Tubo was horrified, seeing the Annihilation Thunder rapidly approaching. It roared in anger and quickly clasped his blood-soaked palms together.

Suddenly, the black flames surrounding Tubo coalesced into a fierce, demonic ghost that charged towards the Annihilation Thunder.

Boom!

The two attacks collided, sending terrifying shockwaves in all directions. But how could the black flames conjured from Netherworld Qi withstand the power of the Annihilation Thunder?

In mere moments, the demonic ghost formed from the black flames was shattered, and the Annihilation Thunder continued its descent.

Tubo’s three eyes were filled with terror, and its massive frame hastily retreated, narrowly avoiding the killing intent of the Annihilation Thunder.

Looking down, Tubo saw a grim, blackened hole in the hard, bone-paved path.

Seeing this scene, the Ox Head and Horse Faced looked at each other and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

They could never have imagined that their newly recognized “elder brother” would possess such terrifying power, and even the mighty Tubo had been unable to gain the upper hand in a direct confrontation.

‘Oh no, this is bad…’ Tubo’s three eyes narrowed as it suddenly bellowed, “Ox-Head, Horse-Faced!”

“We are here, master!” The two responded immediately.

“This boy is peculiar, I must resort to a trump card.”

“However, the power of this move is too great and most of the souls present will be scattered to the winds.”

“If the Ghost Emperor blames me for this, you two must vouch for me!” Tubo said with conviction.

“Huh?” Ox-Head and Horse-Faced were terrified upon hearing this, as they naturally feared being caught in the aftermath as well.

Tubo’s massive frame suddenly shook, and the black flames were drawn back into its body. In an instant, its size was reduced to a quarter of its original form.

While its physical size had diminished, Qin Feng could clearly sense that its spiritual presence had grown stronger.

Glancing back at the dense throng of souls on the bone-paved path, Qin Feng acted without hesitation. He soared above the souls and unleashed his Heavenly Mirror, determined to block Tubo’s attack and prevent these souls from being annihilated.

Just as the Heavenly Mirror took shape, it seemed Tubo had also finished preparing its own attack. Its three eyes glowed red, and black markings manifested across its body before it let out a deafening roar.

Here it comes!

Qin Feng steeled himself, fully on guard. The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced huddled together, trembling in fear.

However, the anticipated devastating attack never materialized. Instead, Tubo twisted his body as he fled, escaping into the Gate of Hell.

“Ox-Head, Horse-Faced, you two hold that boy back while I will go to summon the Ghost Emperor!”

Within the vast Gate of Hell, Tubo’s voice echoed.

On the bone-paved path, there was a deafening silence…

Qin Feng landed beside the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced, and said in a peculiar tone, “Was he always like this, bullying the weak and fearing the strong?”

The Ox-Head’s expression stiffened. “The Netherworld Realm has faced many upheavals over the ages. The ancient ghost generals are either dead or have grown even stronger.”

“Only Lord Tubo, though he couldn’t not advance in strength, has always managed to survive until now. There must be a reason for that…”

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, “Preserving one’s life is not shameful… Now that Tubo is gone, who else would know the location of the Yellow Spring River?”

The Horse-Faced exclaimed in alarm, “Elder brother, why haven’t you fled yet? Lord Tubo has gone to summon the Ghost Emperor!”

“The current Ghost Emperor is a ruthless killer who even managed to slay the previous Ghost Emperor. Even your red lightning would be powerless in front of the Ghost Emperor!”

Qin Feng understood this logic. For one to become the Ghost Emperor of the Netherworld, their strength must have reached the Transcendence Realm. But without finding the Farshore Flower, how could he return?

“Wait.” Qin Feng’s eyes widened as he suddenly thought of a key question.

Although he was sent to the Netherworld by two senior brothers, Shen Li and Sun Qi, it seemed that the two senior brothers did not tell him how to return?

At that moment, Qin Feng felt a stirring in his heart. He looked down at his chest, and saw the red thread trembling violently, a familiar and comforting sensation washing over him.

Moreover, Tubo’s voice echoed once again from within the Gate of Hell: “Boy, the Ghost Emperor has arrived. Your time has come!”

The words had barely left Tubo’s mouth when a figure swiftly emerged from the Gate of Hell, appearing before them all.

The newcomer was clad in a black robe and wearing a demonic ghost mask on their face.

To Qin Feng’s astonishment, the red thread connected to his chest led directly to the chest of this newcomer, rather than the Yellow Spring as he had presumed.

The two locked eyes, a familiar emotion stirring silently between them.

Qin Feng’s heart trembled, his eyes rimmed red as tears brimmed. The moment this person appeared, he knew their identity.

It was a blood-deep kinship, a reunion he had longed for and dared not even dream of. But now, it has become reality.

Qin Feng choked up. He was about to call out a name, when Tubo suddenly interrupted.

The latter rushed to the side of the ghost-faced man, pointed at Qin Feng with his bloody big finger and said, “Great Ghost Emperor, it is this boy who attempted to forcibly enter the Gate of Hell! “

“I tried my utmost to stop him, but my strength was limited. I had no choice but to come seek you out immediately. Fortunately, you were nearby, or this entire crowd of souls, and even the Gate of Hell itself, would have been destroyed by this boy!”

Seeing the Ghost Emperor remain silent, Tubo added embellishments. “Great Ghost Emperor, this man has barged into the Southern Territories’ Gate of Hell, showing no respect for you. “

“Now, the Ghost Realm is in turmoil, with the five Ghost Emperors vying for supremacy and the Ghost Lord controlling Fengdu. To establish a foothold in the Ghost Realm, one must use ruthless means to intimidate others. This boy has come here seeking death, he would be the perfect subject for you to assert your authority!”

As Tubo was about to say more, the Ghost Emperor turned his head to look over. Though his expression was hidden behind the mask, Tubo inexplicably felt a chill run down his spine.

Then, with a casual wave of the Ghost Emperor’s hand, an inexplicable force suddenly trapped Tubo in mid-air.

The Ghost Emperor slowly floated down in front of Qin Feng. The Ox head and Horse Faced on the side saw this and collapsed on the ground in fear.

The other dead souls also looked at Qin Feng worriedly, after all, the latter had saved them not long ago.

But what happened next was beyond everyone’s expectations…