Chapter 270: The Underworld King Does Not Dare to Bow!

The moment Hu Xiaofeng bowed from a distance, Gu Fan clearly felt an extremely terrifying crisis locking onto him.

Immediately, his pitch-black domain was struck as if by an invisible heavy blow, and with a bang, it was nearly shattered.

Gu Fan’s face turned pale—this was the first time he had encountered such a bizarre attack.

“What is this technique? Mysterious Power attack? Divine Soul attack? Or is it something else entirely?”

Gu Fan couldn’t tell. The attack just now had inflicted some internal injuries on him.

At this moment, Hu Xiaofeng’s expression also looked grim. Seeing that Gu Fan had actually endured it once, he could only grit his teeth and continue.

“The Underworld King bows again!”

Buzz!!

Gu Fan’s scalp tightened—it was that same sensation again!

This time, he didn’t dare to take it head-on. He immediately flew backward in an attempt to evade the blow.

However, this kind of invisible and mysterious attack completely ignored dodging and distance—it seemed to act directly upon its target.

As soon as Gu Fan made the slightest movement, he was struck once more.

Whoosh!

His black domain trembled, and nearly half of it immediately collapsed!

Gu Fan let out a muffled groan, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Having fought to this point, Gu Fan actually calmed down, because he knew that this kind of attack definitely came with a heavy price.

Hu Xiaofeng’s face visibly turned pale as snow. Although he was in better shape than Gu Fan, he too was clearly bearing the backlash damage.

At this moment, inside the pavilion, the Senior Brother saw the technique Hu Xiaofeng used and revealed a look of surprise. Then he turned to Hu Xiaohai beside him and smiled:

“Your sect truly is rich in resources—you actually have a curse-type battle technique?”

Hu Xiaohai smiled without speaking, though his eyes were filled with displeasure.

Indeed, the sect did possess one curse-type battle technique.

It was called The Underworld King’s Five Bows. It was said that if all five bows were fully executed, even a Unity Realm expert would collapse and die from exhaustion.

This ultimate technique was also a classic self-harming battle art—one that most people wouldn’t dare to cultivate.

He hadn’t expected that his elder brother had secretly mastered this technique…

Nan Xuanrou, hearing the Senior Brother’s words from the side, showed a confused expression.

“What is a curse-type battle technique?”

Xia Yanhuan spoke with a hint of fear in her eyes:

“Curse-type battle techniques can be understood as being not powered by Mysterious Power. Generally, using such techniques requires a price—some demand life force, others the burning of essence and blood, or result in a drop in cultivation after use.”

“In short, they’re incredibly powerful, but the cost is equally high.”

“Once an opponent uses a curse-type technique, it’s very hard to dodge—most of the time, you have no choice but to take it head-on.”

Nan Xuanrou looked thoughtfully toward the center of the battlefield. At this moment, after receiving two of the bows, Gu Fan had clearly sustained significant injuries—and not light ones.

In contrast, although Hu Xiaofeng’s aura had weakened considerably, he was still relatively intact. Clearly, the backlash and price of the two bows were still within his tolerable range.

At this moment, Hu Xiaofeng sneered and said:

“Junior Brother Gu, I’ll give you one chance. If you surrender and beg for mercy now, we can end this here. Otherwise, once I unleash the third bow, your life will be in peril!”

Gu Fan coughed a few times and checked the condition of his internal injuries.

“Many thanks for Senior Brother Hu’s concern. But I, Gu Fan, have never had the habit of surrendering.”

“The same words—I’ll return to you. If I unleash my next move, I can’t guarantee whether you’ll live through it!”

Hearing this, Hu Xiaofeng burst out laughing.

“Even now, you’re still putting on an act. Since you’re so stubborn, then I’ll use this Underworld King’s Third Bow to send you off!”

After speaking, Hu Xiaofeng bit down hard, holding the phantom of three incense sticks in his hand, and slowly bowed toward Gu Fan.

“The Underworld King’s Third Bow—burying the heavens, burying the earth, burying all living beings!”

Gu Fan felt a crisis several times more terrifying than before rushing toward him. It was formless, colorless, and completely invisible.

But he did not panic. Instead, he clasped his hands together—his right hand channeling Spiritual Power, and his left hand Mysterious Power.

Then, with Killing Aura as the shell, he continuously infused both powers.

In the next moment, a terrifying aura utterly different from The Underworld King’s Bow emerged.

It was the ultimate embodiment of wild ferocity and violent eruption—no other attribute, no impurities, just a pure, unadulterated aura of destruction!

“The Underworld King’s Bow?”

“Then let the Underworld King have a taste of a Cultivation Nuclear Bomb!”

In the next moment, he wrapped the ‘nuclear bomb’ in Killing Aura and threw it out.

Buzz buzz!

Ripples appeared in the void, followed by countless fine cracks forming in the surrounding space, like a mirror shattering into ten thousand pieces!

Boom!

All the cultivators watching the battle felt a sharp pain in their eyes, and then a terrifying aura erupted instantly!

Hu Xiaofeng, facing the incoming black sphere of Killing Aura, sensed the terrifying power within and revealed a trace of madness on his face!

If he couldn’t dodge this strike, he would surely die. But he believed that once his third bow landed, Gu Fan would have no path of survival either!

His face twisted with ferocity, and the terrifying pressure from the incoming black sphere was trying to stop him from bowing toward Gu Fan.

But he still unleashed his full strength to perform the third bow!

“Bow for me!”

Crack!

A sharp snap rang out—Hu Xiaofeng stared blankly as the three incense sticks in his hand simultaneously snapped!

This was the Underworld King not daring to bow! The Underworld King was avoiding a direct collision with that attack!

He was afraid!

“No! No! Impossible! Damn it!”

Hu Xiaofeng went completely mad on the spot, but as he looked at the rapidly approaching attack, he knew he was finished.

“Enough!”

At that moment, Hu Xiaohai stepped forward and appeared in front of his elder brother, raising a hand to strike the black sphere whose aura even he had to treat with utmost caution.

But the instant his Mysterious Power came into contact with the sphere, his expression drastically changed.

In the next moment, the robe on his arm was shredded into tatters by the terrifying aura!

This is bad!

“Brother Qing, Brother Zhao, Brother Wu—do you want Xuan Feather Immortal Sect to come down on us? Hurry and lend me a hand!”

The Senior Brother sighed. After all, the attack had come from Gu Fan. If it really blew up half the city and caused trouble, Immortal Ai Sect would still be held responsible.

At once, he stepped to Hu Xiaohai’s side. Then Zhao Kongcheng and Wu Ze also appeared one after another, and the four of them joined forces. Only then did they barely manage to intercept the attack that had already gone out of Gu Fan’s control.

Once all the auras had disappeared, Wu Ze finally let out a breath and said:

“Thank goodness. If that thing had exploded, the four of us would’ve been bankrupted with compensation. Xuan Feather Immortal Sect isn’t one to be reasoned with.”

Zhao Kongcheng looked speechlessly toward the Senior Brother and said:

“Brother Qing, are all your Immortal Ai Sect disciples this fierce? A Mid-stage Solar Radiance Realm cultivator actually launched an attack like that?”

The Senior Brother spread his hands, a bit innocently.

“I don’t know either… Although I am the Senior Brother, I don’t really pay attention to the younger disciples’ cultivation.”

At this point, Hu Xiaofeng was already gasping in fear. After his Underworld King’s Bow was forcibly interrupted, this was the first time he had truly felt the crisis of death.

Luckily, the four of them appeared in time and managed to block the strike together.

Otherwise, he feared not even his bones would have remained.

At this moment, Hu Xiaohai looked toward Gu Fan with a gloomy expression and said:

“You were going for the kill!”

Gu Fan, somewhat exhausted, leaned on the approaching Nan Xuanrou. The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile as he said:

“Sounds like your brother wasn’t trying to kill me just now. In the end, if I had been the one on the brink of death, would you have told your brother to stop?”

Hu Xiaohai was momentarily at a loss for words, unable to find a retort.

Just then, the Senior Brother’s voice lightly came from the side, his expression somewhere between a smile and a sneer as he looked at Hu Xiaohai.

“By the way, Brother Hu, it seems you just violated the rules you set yourself. Could it be that disciples of Immortal Ai Sect can die, but disciples of Severing Immortal Palace cannot?”

“Do you think Immortal Ai Palace is that easy to bully?”

“Now now, let’s not be rash, both of you.”

“That’s right, everyone calm down. We’re all fellow cultivators—no need to sour relations over a moment of anger.”

At this point, Wu Ze and Zhao Kongcheng quickly stepped forward to smooth things over. If Immortal Ai Sect’s Senior Brother and the top disciple of Severing Immortal Palace really started fighting, things would escalate out of control!

Hu Xiaohai only let out a cold snort at those words, then fell silent and led Hu Xiaofeng back toward the pavilion.

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