Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor

Tianheng Continent, a world where the strong are revered no matter where they are, the strong are always treated with respect and admiration.

In the hearts of some young people, Hai Batian is their life goal, to become powerful in Martial Arts and dominate Moon City.

"Martial Spirit Practitioner!" Upon seeing Hai Batian, Shi Feng immediately recognized his cultivation level, and he must be the family head of the Hai Family.

After Hai Batian appeared, numerous Hai Family Martial Artists followed him rushing out from the main gate, approximately fifty Martial Artists surrounded Shi Feng in the middle, as ordered by Hai Batian to prevent any incident that would allow him to escape.

Shi Feng took out a black cloth bag from the storage ring, which seemed to contain something spherical, and flung it with his right hand towards Hai Batian, "This is for you!"

As the Black Iron Xuan Spear moved, Hai Batian thrust his spear, hitting the black cloth bag. His hand shook, and the bag was shattered by Hai Batian's force, revealing its contents.

Immediately after, Hai Batian's angry roar resounded through the sky, "You! Unfilial son!" The whole Moon City seemed to tremble slightly.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

Continuous gasps of cold air sounded, "This… This is the head of Third Young Master Hai, Hai Ming!"

"This guy is crazy, he truly is a doom star, he killed a coachman of the Hai Family and a Second-stage Refiner from the Skywind Sect yesterday, and today he actually killed Hai Batian's own son, oh God, is there nothing this man wouldn't dare to do!"

"He is blatantly slapping the Hai Family's face in front of the whole Moon City!"

"I want you to live a life worse than death! Everyone, attack, but don't kill him. Chop his flesh off piece by piece!"

Hai Batian's face contorted as he bellowed with gritted teeth. Although he had long suspected that his son's chance was slim, having his son's head thrown at him ignited a fiery rage; he wanted Shi Feng to endure torment so severe that he wished for death but couldn't achieve it, eventually to be chopped up and fed to dogs.

More than fifty Hai Family Martial Artists, armed with knives, swords, spears, and halberds, rushed at Shi Feng in a swarm, blades and sword shadows intertwining. In the eyes of many, Shi Feng was already a dead man.

Shi Feng's face was calm, and he spoke leisurely, "Today, I emphasize once more, anyone who wishes me dead must die themselves!"

"Anyone who wishes me dead must die!"

"Anyone who wishes me dead must die!"

Shi Feng's words resonated like a demonic chant in everyone's minds.

"Boom!" Suddenly, the ground shook violently, trembling and roaring; hundreds of fierce earth stabs burst from the soil, piercing through the bodies of the fifty plus Hai Family Martial Artists, lifting their mangled bodies high into the air, stopping only at five meters high.

"Ah!" A Hai Family Martial Artist, pierced by an earth stab from his waist and exiting through his stomach, was still not dead, his body lying in midair and trembling as mournful screams echoed to the skies.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" The screams continued relentlessly.

Shi Feng, with a cold demeanor and blood raining down, his whole being dyed red, his long hair moving without wind, subtly swaying as if a devil that had crawled out of hell, his deep voice resonated leisurely, "The moment you harbored the intent to kill me, you should have been prepared to be slaughtered by me."

With a thought, the earth stabs quickly retracted back into the ground, and the Hai Family Martial Artists fell rapidly to the ground like dropping dumplings.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

With each deep sound, the martial artist who had not yet fully died now perished completely.

"What... what just happened? The... the martial artists from the Hai Family, all... are dead!"

The incident had happened so quickly that many people had not yet grasped what had occurred.

"I saw it just now; there was an earthquake, and countless earth spikes emerged and attacked the martial artists of the Hai Family. As a result, all the martial artists from the Hai Family were impaled and killed," someone in the crowd shouted.

"Those earth spikes were probably caused by that young man. Everyone is dead except for him. He's still standing there unharmed."

"That's impossible; he's so young. The Earth Divine Power technique he used just now, one must understand the profound mysteries of the natural world to display it so effortlessly. His realm must be at least at the Martial King level. It seems that a powerful Martial King is hidden somewhere in Moon City!"

Someone knowledgeable about martial arts spoke up.

Following the sound, someone immediately exclaimed, "Elder Bai, it's Elder Bai! Elder Bai, you've come too."

The person who had spoken was Bai Tianxin, who had planned to capture Shi Feng and report him to the Skywind Sect the day before. Due to Shi Feng's guidance, he had touched the threshold of the Martial Spirit Realm.

"Look, it's Elder Bai! Look at the aura he's emitting; it's as powerful as Hai Batian's. It seems that the rumors I heard yesterday were true. Elder Bai has already stepped into the Martial Spirit Realm!"

Bai Tianxin looked at Shi Feng in the center with a complex expression. If not for this young man the day before, he wouldn't have known how many more years he'd have to linger as a Nine-star Martial Master.

It turned out this kid had a master behind him. It seemed that the words spoken by the master behind this young man during his usual guidance had inadvertently been overheard by him yesterday, allowing him to comprehend the Spirit Martial Arts.

Bai Tianxin believed that Shi Feng had a master supporting him, and at this moment, Hai Batian, who was staring at the corpses of the Hai Family martial artists, was equally unsettled. At this moment, he panicked. A Martial King was not someone he could afford to provoke.

Although there was only one realm difference between Martial Spirit and Martial King, that one realm was like heaven and earth; the opponent could take his life with just a flick of a finger.

"It's all over. Could it be that the century-old foundation of my Hai Family will end in my hands?" Hai Batian was filled with regret. The Skywind Sect had not yet come to accuse them, but this suddenly emerged powerful figure was about to take everything from him.

Thinking back to the report from a family servant yesterday, he now wished he could dig up that coachman's body and cut it into pieces.

If only he had instructed the coachman to keep a low profile and not to harm the citizens of Moon City when picking up Ming'an.

If only he had gone with Steward Yue yesterday to apologize nicely instead of going to seek punishment.

If only... but in life, there are no "ifs."

Hai Batian's face was ashen; at this moment, he felt as though the sky were about to fall.

"Senior!" Hai Batian clasped his fists and said respectfully towards the front, "Indeed, my Hai Family is at fault first. We, the Hai Family, have been ignorant and offended the senior. I hope you can forgive us. I, Hai Batian, am willing to offer all the wealth and treasures accumulated over generations by my family, and from now on, I will follow the senior's lead."

"What! All the wealth accumulated over generations by the Hai Family? How much could that be? Oh my! That's enough for me to marry ten wives!" someone heard Hai Batian's words and exclaimed in shock.

"Pfft, the Hai Family's accumulated wealth, only ten wives? That's enough for you to marry a thousand," someone disdainfully remarked.