Repugnant Gateway Chapter 226

[A new day has begun. What do you guys think is the most important day?]

It was a supreme light, a scorching sun that could roast everything.

Ding Shengxia couldn't withstand the blazing sun for even a moment.

Calculating that he once thought of himself as a genius, even if he fell into the demonic path seeking power, he was still a loser in front of An Zhe, a loser from start to finish.

He had never defeated the struggle for peace, not even a shred of dignity in front of it.

After fighting to kill Ding Shengxia, his body was also exhausted.

Despite having consecutively opened six realms, he looked majestic and valiant.

However, to the body, this kind of pressure could be imagined.

An Zeng's body involuntarily swayed for a moment before he spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, the cultivation power that filled his body slightly calmed down due to the release of some of it. The violent cultivation power in his dantian's Qi Sea also gradually calmed down.

An Zeng squatted down and breathed heavily, his body trembling.

The battle between him and Ding Shengxia was fierce, but it didn't last long.

While An Zeng was squatting down to take a breath, the three students from the Martial Arts Academy had just rushed over. It was obvious how short this fight was.

Not long after Du Shaosheng and Gu Qianye rushed over, two young girls also ran over from the outside with faces full of panic. One was Sang Rou, and the other was Ding Ning Dong.

Ding Ningdong had a terrible expression on her face, because she could clearly see who was battling An Ying.

She saw Ding Shengxia being killed, without even leaving a corpse behind.

But for some reason, she didn't have the slightest bit of hatred towards An Zhe.

She felt that she should hate him. After all, it was him who had caused her death.

Her parents, her big brother, and her second brother had all died because of a struggle for peace.

For a moment, she felt like a cripple, not knowing what to choose.

She should have gotten her revenge, but why didn't she have any intention of killing Anjou?

In a trance, she saw An Zhe squatting there, gasping for breath. She seemed to have returned to the small yard where Zhuge Liuyun was in, and saw An Zhe lying down due to inhaling the poisonous fog.

In a trance, she couldn't help but rush over, as if she was in Zhuge Liuyun's small yard, rushing over to support An Zui.

Her hand touched Qu Liuxi's hand.

The two of them looked at each other. Ding Ningdong frantically withdrew her hand, not daring to meet Qu Liuxi's gaze.

She didn't know what she was afraid of, or whether she didn't have the courage to face the struggle.

""He … is fine, it's just that his aura is too chaotic and he needs to rest.""

Ding Ningdong said, turned around and ran away.

Qu Liuxi's fingers gripped on An Zeng's wrist. She also felt that An Zhe was unharmed, but his aura was simply too chaotic.

She looked at An Zeng and then at Ding Ning Dong, who was running away. She didn't know what to say at this moment.

Sang Rou looked at An Zeng, then turned her head to look at Ding Ning Dong, who was about to run off into the distance. She stomped her foot in anxiousness.

He took out a piece of Holy Fish scale from the spatial artifact he brought with him and placed it beside An Zeng. ""We actually arrived earlier. It's just that you and her brother fought each other, so we don't know what to do … Especially Little Ding Dong, it's even more difficult for her.

I saw you use it then, and I had one too, but I didn't know how to use it, what it was.

""So I'll give it to you. It's much more useful to stay here than me.""

After she put down the scales of the Sacred Fish, she turned around and ran after Ding Ningdong.

He watched the two girls run away, one after the other.

Ding Ning Dong's life was very painful. When her parents and elder brother were together, they didn't feel any warmth at all.

But it was her family, and her home was ruined by her own hands.

For Ding NingDong, there is always a sense of guilt.

""Help me up!""

Then, he had Qu Liuxi support him as he walked towards the library.

The library seemed very calm, as if nothing had happened.

He and Ding Shengxia were fighting outside the bookstore, but there seemed to be no one inside.

Qu Liuxi supported An He to the entrance of the library. The two of them couldn't help but stand there, their bodies somewhat stiff.

Huo Tang held her shoulders and knelt on the ground, causing blood to flow profusely from her shoulder.

Not too far away, Chang Huan's chest had been split open by the pillar she was sitting on. Blood continued to flow out of the wound.

He looked extremely weak, not far from death.

Song Qiao Sheng was already dead in front of Huo Tang.

The seemingly hesitant and somewhat lonely gentleman died even more lonely.

His chest was completely torn open, and his internal organs were in tatters.

A black broken blade pierced through his body and nailed him to the ground.

Huotang sat beside him, he didn't cry, but the sadness caused people to feel suffocated.

Chang Huan, who was not far away, tried to stand up several times but failed. He stared blankly at Song Qiao's corpse.

Qu Liuxi hurriedly rushed over, first inspecting the nearest begonia, then she ran over to check Chang Huan's wounds. After confirming that Chang Huan's injuries were more serious, she took out a medicinal pill from her spatial artifact and shoved it into his mouth, then she pressed her hands onto Chang Huan's wounds.

A faint green glow appeared on the palm of her hand. It was warm and gentle.

Moments later, Chang Huan's wounds stopped bleeding.

""Don't move, your injuries are too severe. The pills can only temporarily suppress your injuries. I'll help you stop the bleeding first. Later, I will need to refine a suitable pill for you.""

Qu Liuxi stopped the bleeding for a moment and then ran to heal the Begonia.

However, at this moment, it was as if the two of them were already dead.

Under Qu Liuxi's control, the eyes of the two were lifeless.

An Zeng walked over and squatted beside Song Qiao's corpse, his eyes gradually filled with killing intent as he gazed at the broken blade.

That person, nineteen devils!

Song Qiao had died because of duty.

He knew he was no match for the Nineteen, but he didn't flinch.

After the death of the old headmaster, who had a powerful cultivation, the three successive headmasters of the Martial Arts Academy were all scholars. Although they had inherited this secret, they were not able to do anything about it.

Song Qiao was the same as Hutang, he was the second generation successor of the academy guarding the school. They actually didn't have the responsibility and obligation to guard anything, but since they accepted this arrangement, they wouldn't run away.

An Zeng's palm brushed past Song Qiao's eyes, but he still died with his eyes open.

An Zhan said softly, ""Don't worry, sir, I will avenge you.""

Song Qiao's eyes seemed to flash with a final light, then he slowly closed them.

The library was in such a mess that even the stairs leading up to the third floor collapsed.

But even so, the three of them couldn't stop the Nineteen.

The purple rank cultivation technique on the third floor had been taken by the nineteen Devils, and no one knew why the nineteen Devils wanted that thing.

Tens of miles away from the Martial Arts Academy, south of Fang Gu City.

The Nineteen Devils appeared in a forest. He gasped for breath, but he couldn't conceal the excitement on his face.

He lowered his head and took out the purple-rank technique from his sleeve. His eyes were filled with light.

""Remnant!""

As soon as the voice rang out, Nineteen Devils suddenly turned around.

He saw Chen Shaobai slowly walking into the forest, and his face eased up a little, ""I am a remnant, and you are not?""

Chen Shaobai put down the oil-paper umbrella in his hands and took a deep breath. ""You and I have never been the same person.""

Nineteen Devils smiled. ""What a joke. No matter what you think, you are his son. Can you change your identity?""

""With your status, you actually called me a survivor … Don't you think that your old father, who doesn't die, is the greatest survivor?""

Chen Shaobai said, ""Unfortunately, I noticed it a little late, otherwise, I wouldn't have let you kill the innocent.""

Nineteen Demons laughed. ""If what you just said was a joke, then what you're saying right now is a big joke.""

What are you telling me about killing innocent people?

In this world, is there anyone who owes more than your father?

The bones that were buried underground were probably still here.

""Do you want me to open them up for you one by one? I'll personally check and see if I can count them all!""

Chen Shaobai said, ""To say that you are the remnant of evil has nothing to do with those matters.""

When you defected, there weren't many people who were with you.

""All these years, you've only been thinking of obtaining that technique, but in reality, it's all because of the fleshly body remodeling technique.""

The nineteen devils suddenly became ferocious. ""You're right!""

But this is all thanks to your father!

""If it wasn't for him back then, how could I have become this kind of person? I'm not a man, nor a ghost, nor a ghost!""

With a roar, his body changed.

He had turned into a bloody mess, and his body was in tatters.

Half of his shoulders were slumped, and there was a shocking wound on his shoulder. It was as if he had been cut by a sharp weapon, almost cutting off half of his shoulder and arm.

However, his arm was still slightly connected to his shoulder, and it was still swaying. It looked especially terrifying.

And there was a bloody hole in his stomach, and half of it was cut in half, and the knife was stuck in his stomach and cut through his intestines, but he didn't die.

If An Zaiyue saw this, he would realize that the half blade in his stomach should belong to the same blade that killed Song Qiao.

The first half was in the belly of the Nineteen Devils, the second half in Song Qiao's chest.

This black blade was the original weapon of the 19 Devils.

The Nineteen Demons pointed at their shoulders with their seemingly intact fingers, then at their half of their faces, then at the half of the black blade that was still stuck on their stomachs. ""These are all thanks to your father.""

If you're going to say I killed a lot of innocents, it's your father's fault.

""If he didn't injure me so badly, I wouldn't have had to go to a small martial institution in Yan Kingdom to find this thing!""

Chen Shaobai coldly snorted, ""Father's actions were still too light. I should have killed you then.""

The nineteen devils laughed sinisterly. ""You really don't know how high the sky is and how high the earth is. Is it that easy for your father to kill me?""

If it was easy, why would he need to risk his life to snatch the Blood Pearl bracelet?

Even though I did not see it with my own eyes, the Blood Pearl bracelet was definitely in his hands.

And not long ago, I saw it on the hand of that young man called An Zou. In other words, that young man was your father's blood nurtured corpse?

What right do you have to call me cruel now?

""That young man also seems to have extraordinary talent, but he will become a mummy in the future!""

Chen Shaobai coldly replied, ""There's no need for you to intervene.""

The nineteen devils looked at Chen Shaobai. ""What, are you planning on killing me on behalf of your father?""

Even your father couldn't kill me back then, so you think you can do it?

Even if I don't even have a third of my strength now, I'm not a kid you can kill.

""I advise you to quickly go back and report to your father. I, Nineteen Devils, will stare at him and kill me once more.""

Chen Shaobai took a deep breath once again. ""Even if I can't kill you, I still want to try.""

He raised his hand and a longsword that was radiating light appeared in his palm. It was incomparably cold.

When the 19 Devils saw this long sword, their faces changed, ""The Wise King Sword that symbolizes the identity of the High Priestess … Your father really loves you, it seems that he has spent a lot of time in some unknown place to recover his soul, and you want to guard that blood cultivation corpse … Since that's the case, I will kill you, and you will die … I will go kill that blood cultivation corpse.""

Your father, who should have died a long time ago, will not live long. ""

His expression was malevolent. ""You're the one who committed suicide. Don't blame me for bullying you.""

Chen Shaobai pointed his long sword at the sky and said, ""Then let's see who can kill who!"""

Chapter end