Chapter 1708: Chapter 1697: The Flames of Fury Ignite Yu Shuiyao looked at the ancient zither whose strings were all broken. Blood continuously seeped from the corners of her mouth. She tried to stand up from the ground, but no matter what she did, she couldn’t manage. Her entire aura appeared extremely weak. Yu Shuiyao still couldn’t guess the origins of Cheng Qingtian and the other three. Why did these four possess such formidable combat strength? In her eyes, Cheng Qingtian and the others definitely had extraordinary backgrounds, because within their bodies was a terrifying power being repressed. Yu Shuiyao knew that the true power of these four was far beyond the peak of the fifth level of the Creation Realm. However, only those below the Reincarnation Realm could enter the Dragon Origin Secret Realm. Even the ancestors of the four major sects in the Earth Profound Realm couldn’t suppress their power to enter it. How did Cheng Qingtian and the others do it? After breaking Yu Shuiyao’s Battle Tune, Cheng Qingtian didn’t have any intention to continue fighting. After all, the strength of Zuo Feibai and Li Yanyan was too weak, and he had no interest in taking action. On the contrary, Qiao Xiongqiang, with his sturdy body, stepped forward again. His cold gaze swept over Zuo Feibai and Li Yanyan, while the sharp-faced Pang Xingfan said, “Qiao Xiongqiang, show some mercy, kill the men, but spare the women.” Qiao Xiongqiang nodded indifferently, saying unhappily, “These people are too weak, their strength can’t even let me stretch my muscles, truly disappointing.” As the last word left Qiao Xiongqiang’s mouth. With a “bang!” sound. Qiao Xiongqiang’s right foot slammed onto the ground, instantly creating a pit beneath his foot as he moved swiftly toward Zuo Feibai and Li Yanyan. Since Yu Shuiyao couldn’t even stand, she was unable to help Zuo Feibai and Li Yanyan and could only watch helplessly from the side. Li Yanyan reacted slightly faster than Zuo Feibai, but just as she took two steps forward, intending to block Qiao Xiongqiang— Qiao Xiongqiang’s speed suddenly increased, so fast that Li Yanyan couldn’t keep up with it with her eyes. Li Yanyan couldn’t lock onto the target of the attack, and as a gust of force came at her belly, Qiao Xiongqiang’s fist appeared suddenly. With a “bang!” sound. A fist struck Li Yanyan’s abdomen. Whether in speed or strength, she was much weaker than Qiao Xiongqiang, far weaker. However, Qiao Xiongqiang didn’t go all out. This punch was controlled to a degree, merely making Li Yanyan temporarily unable to stand up from the ground. As blood seeped from Li Yanyan’s mouth, and her body flew back and landed on the ground— Zuo Feibai reacted immediately, knowing that doing nothing would only lead him to death. He quickly mobilized the Spiritual Qi River in his meridians, instantly enveloping his right fist with a deadly force: “Seven Extremes Fist!” Taking advantage of the moment Qiao Xiongqiang blasted Li Yanyan away, Zuo Feibai’s punch, wrapped in lethal force, quickly aimed for Qiao Xiongqiang’s back. It was as if Qiao Xiongqiang had eyes on his back. Just as Zuo Feibai’s punch was about to hit his back, he bent and twisted his body, easily dodging the punch. Appearing to Zuo Feibai’s right, Qiao Xiongqiang sneered, “If I get hit by a small fry like you, I’d really have no face left to live.” “I’ll give you a chance to cling to life. If you survive this move, I’ll let you live a few breaths longer.” The rıghtful source is novel※fire.net With a mocking smile, Qiao Xiongqiang’s right hand fiercely slapped toward Zuo Feibai’s chest. Zuo Feibai, whose punch had gone empty, paused momentarily in his gaze. He hadn’t expected that in such a situation, Qiao Xiongqiang could still dodge his strike, watching in horror as the hand came toward him. Qiao Xiongqiang’s entire right palm was wrapped in a layer of fiery red, moving so fast that Zuo Feibai had no chance to dodge. Even before the palm hit his chest, he felt an extremely scorching energy. So, Zuo Feibai could only continuously mobilize the spiritual energy in his body, gathering it all at his chest. Qiao Xiongqiang’s right palm pressed against Zuo Feibai’s chest. A searing energy penetrated into Zuo Feibai’s chest, causing him intense, wrenching pain. With a “bang!” sound. Zuo Feibai’s chest exploded open, a fierce flame bursting from within, his blood splattering outward. The bones in Zuo Feibai’s chest all shattered, even his heart suffered not a small injury, and his body fell heavily to the ground, immediately becoming critically weak. If Zuo Feibai hadn’t quickly gathered his spiritual energy to his chest, he wouldn’t even have this last breath remaining. Qiao Xiongqiang, seeing that Zuo Feibai still survived, laughed, “Although I didn’t use my full strength just now, since you survived, I’ll keep my promise and let you live a few more breaths. I won’t send you directly to King of Hell.” With a sinister smile, Qiao Xiongqiang looked at the critically weak Zuo Feibai on the ground, and his right foot stomped hard on Zuo Feibai’s right arm. With the painful cries of Zuo Feibai, the bones in his right arm were mercilessly crushed by Qiao Xiongqiang. “How does it feel? While you can still breathe, you should take a few more breaths of fresh air.” Qiao Xiongqiang was quite satisfied with Zuo Feibai’s painful screams. Not far away, Yu Shuiyao and Li Yanyan, unable to stand, furrowed their brows tightly, fury burning within them, clenching their teeth tightly. Meanwhile, Cheng Qingtian, Pang Xingfan, and Jin Wenqi, watching Zuo Feibai being tormented, their expressions remained unchanged. As for Li Yueshuang and Mei Tingting, who had betrayed Yu Shuiyao, they smirked maliciously, feeling fortunate for choosing to become Cheng Qingtian and the others’ slaves. After breaking Zuo Feibai’s right arm, Qiao Xiongqiang proceeded to crush his left arm, as Zuo Feibai’s breathing grew increasingly weak. Falling to the ground, Yu Shuiyao shouted, “Kill if you must; stop torturing!” Li Yanyan also shouted, “You will get your retribution.” Qiao Xiongqiang ignored Yu Shuiyao and Li Yanyan and continued to break Zuo Feibai’s legs. At this moment, Zuo Feibai’s breathing was intermittent, death lurking at every moment. Zuo Feibai’s face turned ghostly pale like a freshly painted wall. He was filled with unwillingness and boundless rage, the pain twisting his expression into a grotesque one. Thinking of Ye Chenfeng, he murmured to himself, “Ancestor, I’ve shamed you.” Not far away, seeing enough of the spectacle, Cheng Qingtian impatiently said, “Qiao Xiongqiang, enough with the games, finish him off.” Hearing this, Qiao Xiongqiang lifted his foot again, this time aiming for Zuo Feibai’s head. Zuo Feibai tightly closed his eyes, using his last ounce of strength to shout, “Ancestor, Feibai has really shamed you.” The cruel grin on Qiao Xiongqiang’s face widened, and just as his foot was about to stomp down— An energy fluctuation suddenly erupted at the mouth of the valley. Three white dragons surged from the valley entrance, rushing toward Qiao Xiongqiang at tremendous speed. This scene unfolded too suddenly. Faced with the charging white dragons, Qiao Xiongqiang’s raised foot hesitated, and he couldn’t bring himself to stomp Zuo Feibai to death. At the speed of the white dragons, he hadn’t a chance to react in time. A black figure appeared right after at the valley’s mouth; that shadow was Ye Chenfeng. Ye Chenfeng looked at Zuo Feibai, lying feebly on the ground, his breath faltering, rage surging within him, climbing ever higher. Firmly gripping the Qingyun Sword. Zuo Feibai, his junior, saw Ye Chenfeng as his senior ancestor, and naturally, Ye Chenfeng felt the same toward Zuo Feibai, especially when his junior’s limbs had just been broken, and he had nearly died. How could Ye Chenfeng endure this? (To support, please vote for recommendations or monthly tickets on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)