Sage Monarch - Chapter 240

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This was Yang Qi’s first time directly piercing through space in this manner .

Up to this point, he had always used the Grand Emperor's Pagoda to do so . And it had always been within the Rich-Lush Continent itself; never had he dared to brave the spatial tempests that filled space-time .

The slightest mistake could lead to being sucked into one of the tempests, or losing one's way for all time . However, he was now strong enough to provoke a psychic tempest . And his true energy now counted as Sovereign Lord True Energy . Considering that, and the added protection of the Grand Emperor's Pagoda, he didn't need to fear spatial tempests .

Besides, he had the additional assistance of the Young Lady .

The mere wave of her hand opened the spatial rift; it seemed as easy for her as blowing some dust off her shoulder . Yang Qi couldn’t help but be shocked . She was obviously far beyond the level of Master Wind Gentleman or Unparalleled Lightning .

In fact, Yang Qi was now fairly certain that she was on the same level as Hua Tianxiong and Young Master Shroud-Heaven . Although her aura didn't seem particularly powerful, on a substructural level, she was terrifying . From what he could tell, she had access to some of the most powerful energy in the world .

It was similar to how, if a Great Sage looked at Yang Qi, that person would see true energy that appeared to be weak . And yet, because of the universal power in it, the substructure of that true energy was actually far purer than that of many Great Sages .

“After you,” the Young Lady said . “This is the first of the passageways . Take your time reaching the location of the sealing marks . Along the way, you’ll encounter powerful opponents, fiend-devils that I'm sure you can handle on your own . ”

Looking completely unfazed, Yang Qi said, “I happen to love ridding the world of devils and demons . When facing me, even the strongest fiend-devils will be crushed into a bloody paste . ” With that, the Grand Emperor's Pagoda appeared, and he entered the area of spatial tempests .

Instantly, the pressure increased by hundreds or thousands of times . Spatial tempests battered the Grand Emperor's Pagoda, like the attacks of tens of thousands of Space-Void Legendaries .

Yang Qi was like an ant being swept along by a flood, able to do nothing but hand his fate over to heaven .

And he had already lost track of the path leading back .

Presumably, the Young Lady had already closed the rift .

Yang Qi immediately activated certain spell formations in the Grand Emperor’s Pagoda, which caused radiant light to swirl out everywhere, and fight back against the spatial tempests . Within moments, he managed to stabilize himself .

Looking around, he saw the violent tempests raging everywhere, seemingly without end, so terrifying that it didn’t seem like even fiend-devils could survive them .

“What are you hesitating for?” the Young Lady said from behind him . “Some aspects of space-time have tempests, some don’t . They come and go at random . In that respect, it’s just like being out on the sea . We’re here when the tempests are at their peak, because that’s when the devil-ghosts are least active . But if we see any, they need to be exterminated . Understand?”

Yang Qi looked over his shoulder and saw her simply hovering there among the tempests . She wasn't using any magical treasure, nor any sort of defensive true energy . When the tempests hit her, she seemed to simply absorb them, as surely as a black hole . Yet again, Yang Qi wondered what level she was, and what technique she cultivated .

However, he said nothing . Instead, he circulated his true energy and began to work on the Physique of the Sovereign Lord . By setting up self-sustaining cycles of true energy, he could keep the Grand Emperor's Pagoda functioning for many days and nights without intervention .

“Follow me,” the Young Lady said as she began to make her way through the tempests .

He did, his Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth stirring excitedly at the sensation of powerful devil-ghosts and fiend-devils up ahead .

RUMBLE!

Suddenly, something like a black river appeared off in the distance, causing everything to turn dark . The spatial tempests went still, and the passage of the river caused space-time to twist and distort . At the same time, a corrosive aura spread out, accompanied by the cries of fiend-devils and ghost-gods .

“A hell monsoon!” the Young Lady said, stopping in her tracks, astonishment visible on her face .

Yang Qi stopped behind her and looked over at the pitch-black river that could crush spatial tempests . This was a mighty power that was clearly not man-made; no, this was definitely godpower .

“What’s a hell monsoon?” Yang Qi asked .

“All hells are planes of immense power,” the Young Lady said in a somber tone of voice . “At any given time, billions of streams of evil power can be found streaming out to different aspects of space-time . Whenever such a stream of power reaches a certain peak level, it causes a hell monsoon . Countless hellish beings, including devil-ghosts, fiend-devils, ghost-gods, zombies, skeletons, and the like, will ride the monsoon to other parts of space-time . In other words, hell monsoons are the only way that they can get to different planes and aspects of space-time . ”

Even fiend-devils in the Great Sage level had to exercise extreme caution when piercing through space-time, much less ordinary fiend-devils . However, if they were in a hell monsoon, then it would be much easier for them to reach planes with flesh and blood creatures . If they could reach such places, they would attempt to conquer them and make them hells of their own .

At the moment, the Rich-Lush Continent was under assault by this hell monsoon . And if the hell monsoon broke through the protective seals, all of the lands would be destroyed and turned into a hell of fiend-devils .

As the hell monsoon bore down on Yang Qi, the surrounding spatial tempests vanished, to be replaced by what appeared to be a viscous, noxious plane that reminded Yang Qi of the Heavencorpse Dimension .

It was an expression of the might of the hell monsoon; wherever a hell monsoon blew, the surroundings became the perfect environment for fiend-devils .

All of a sudden, millions of fiend-devils appeared within the monsoon, all of them viscounts . And all of them seemed dead set on ripping Yang Qi to shreds .  

“Prepare to die!” they screamed .

Strangely, the fiend-devils didn’t seem to notice the Young Lady, despite the fact that she was obviously standing right next to Yang Qi .

She seemed to be an observer that they didn't care at all about .

“Yang Qi, don’t take these fiend-devils lightly . And they’ll only continue to get stronger . In addition to the Legendary counts, there will also be corpse emperors and corpse sovereigns . Focus on the fighting . I’ll give you tips as I see fit . ”

“Why aren’t they going after you?” Yang Qi asked . “Can they even see you?”

She laughed . “I'm here to observe and offer suggestions, not directly help you . You’re the one who’s supposed to be repairing the damage to heaven, not me . I’m not going to come out in the open and help you fight . ”

Roar!

The horde of fiend-devils was almost upon him, so there wasn’t any time for discussion .

“You fiend-devils can all die!” Yang Qi leaped into action . As he unleashed a fist strike, the Hell Portal appeared behind him, within which was a simmering cauldron . Instantly, gravitational force erupted out to grab the fiend-devils .

Those who didn’t react quickly enough were quickly sucked into the Hell Portal .

And when they landed into the crucible beyond, they let out bloodcurdling screams as they were transformed into ash . These fiend-devils were not spirits, they were living things with flesh and blood, carried by a hell monsoon to a plane of other living beings, where they hoped to gorge themselves on the inhabitants .

Sadly for them, they ran into Yang Qi, who was a crusher of hells .

Over a thousand fiend-devils vanished in the blink of an eye, burned up in the Hellfire Crucible . This part of the hell monsoon was ripped to shreds, and sucked into the Hell Portal, which might as well have been a black hole designed specifically to drag in things from hell .

All darkness and gloom from hell would be consumed and transformed into pure radiance and light .

In the blink of an eye, countless fiend-devils, zombies, devil-ghosts, spirit creatures, and skeletons were absorbed, and converted by the Hellfire Crucible into power for Yang Qi .

‘This is great . This hell monsoon is incredibly powerful, and provides me with pure energy from hell . It’s almost the same as that asura’s flesh and blood . ’

Ignoring the Young Lady, he flew forward into the hell monsoon, destroying everything in his path . Thanks to the constant power being fed to him by the Hellfire Crucible, his Sovereign Lord True Energy began to rise rapidly .

In fact, it seemed likely that this slaughter could push him all the way to the Spirit-Soul Transformation .

These fiend-devils were simply too weak!