History's Number 1 Founder Chapter 996: Those Who Deserve To Die, Shall Not Live!

Tang Jun dashed crazily before Wan Zhenglun and Shan Xiang’s face changed. Shan Xiang tapped his finger lightly and multiple black and white whirlpools appeared once again that obstructed Tang Jun’s path towards Wan Zhenglun.

"Let’s talk it out, let’s not be hasty," Shan Xiang lowered his voice and spoke.

Tang Jun shot a look towards him and laughed coldly, "Since you didn’t intervene earlier, then you will shut up and wait. If you don’t intervene, then we will discuss this afterwards but if you wish to intervene then I will attack you as well."

Shan Xiang drew a deep breath. "Junior Wan simply wished to aid you, but his pure intentions ended up with an undesirable outcome. It’s all an accident!"

"Hmph," Tang Jun chuckled once and said, "Do you believe your own words?"

Shan Xiang’s eyes grew dark and solemn. "A feud between our sects is not something that you and I can bear responsibility for. Your master, the leader of the Celestial Sect of Wonders, and your other masters may not be happy to see this."

Tang Jun’s eyes were ice cold. "I will have to consult that bastard standing behind you about this."

Shan Xiang’s brows locked together and started to feel a little enraged. "I’m giving you a way out and you’re still pushing your luck. Are you comparing us to the Sword of Radiance Sect or the Purple Clouds Sect?"

His thoughts stopped there as the hostile look in his eyes gained intensity. Shan Xiang glared at Tang Jun and said, "Not a single drop of gratitude towards an act of kindness. Since that’s the case, then you guys can handle the Spiritual Energy Hurricane by yourselves." As he spoke, Yin and Yang Dao mana exploded forth from within the void and crashed towards Tang Jun and propelled him backward into the light sphere at the center of the hurricane.

At the same time, he extended his mana outward and grabbed Wan Zhenglun, who was still trapped by the Spiritual Energy Hurricane and attempted to drag the latter out.

Yang Zhao glanced at Zhao Mingxiu and stepped forward to help. Zhao Mingxiu bit her lip and heaved a heavy sigh before she came forward as well. However, her target wasn’t Tang Jun as she attempted to help Shan Xiang bring Wan Zhenglun out of the Spiritual Energy hurricane.

Tang Jun looked up at Shan Xiang and laughed coldly. "Nascent soul intermediate stage, nascent soul intermediate stage from the Great Void Sect. Ha, so what?"

"The mantras and mana of the Celestial Sect of Wonders are not something that can be gauged by the usual standards of the Divine Lands. This applies to even adversaries from the Great Void Sect!"

With a long howl, Tang Jun’s Pure Yang Daoist Robe lit up with milky-white sparks of fire that encircled his body and protected him against the power of Yang Zhao’s Supreme Nine-Holes Mantra of the True Gods that rained streak of light repeatedly towards him.

The Ksitigarbha Pure Yang Mirror flew up and blocked off a nascent soul stage magic item that resembled a stumpy sword.

Tang Jun himself channeled the Fire Qilin Wicked Fist to battle against Shan Xiang’s Yin Yang Chaos Bolt, and blasted open each and every black-white whirlpool.

Wang Zhenglun reappeared in his vision and Tang Jun flashed his teeth with a wide smile. A golden crown formed purely from light shimmered above his head, with a glowing radiance that was as blinding as sunlight and made it seem like a tiny sun was rising from the top of his head.

Rays and rays of Grand Sun Primordial Fire barreled down towards Wan Zhenglun.

Shan Xiang, Yang Zhao and Wan Zhenglun all drew cold breaths at the same time as their eyes closed into slits. "An aurous core stage cultivator with three different nascent soul stage magic items?! Were they obtained by pure luck alone, or were they gifted by his sect? That’s a little too much, isn’t it?"

Shan Xiang slapped his palms together as great volumes of Yin and Yang energy gathered to form a waterfall that resisted the Grand Sun Primordial Fire before it surged towards Tang Jun like a raging dragon.

Wan Zhengluo, with the help of Shan Xiang and Yang Zhao, managed to catch his breath and regain his orientation. Even though he was still swept up by the chaotic Spiritual Energy Hurricane and the flow of his mana in his body was still rather restricted, he still managed to channel the Black Ink Inkstand and slammed it towards Tang Jun!

Tang Jun stood his ground fearlessly as the white flames around him integrated into the Spiritual Energy Hurricane. With the support of the mana from Yang Tie and the others behind him, he was temporarily unperturbed by the disturbance from the Spiritual Energy Hurricane and was still able to channel his mana and mantras flexibly.

Faced with the combined attacks from Shan Xiang, Yang Zhao and Wan Zhenglun, the fire in Tang Jun’s eyes grew ever so bright. The primordial fire around his body permeated the skies and everything transformed into white flames that flickered with azure light and turned the area all around into a dull pale white color.

Wherever the flames touched, time seemed to slow to a stop, but sped up in the next moment and flashed by in the blink of an eye.

Shan Xiang and the others could feel an ancient and barren aura enveloping their bodies that caused their physical body, souls and mana to age and weaken with dazzling speed. They felt as if they were entering their helpless and dull autumn years.

Shan Xiang and company respectively channeled the Chronograph Reversal Spell and attempted to counter the sinister effects of Tang Jun’s Ashen Flames.

However, the dull-white sea of fire under the control of Tang Jun caused time to change speed with an incredibly unpredictable pattern. Shan Xiang and the others were unable to keep up with the intense oscillations between fast and slow, and their minds were at a loss while they started to feel a stuffiness in their hearts that almost caused them to vomit blood.

Tang Jun combined his studies of the Heavenly Classic of the Way’s Virtues with the powers of his own Ashen Flames to form a new mantra – the Ashen Green-Yellow Overturn!

Under the pulverizing pressure from this spell, the offensive forces of Shan Xiang and company crumbled into pieces and lost all sharpness.

Tang Jun himself was going through a difficult time as channeling this spell caused his own body to experience the tumultuous changes in the speed of time. However, after long years of toiling cultivation along with the fact that the Ashen Flames were a part of him, he was able to adapt to the effects much better than his opponents.

He stepped forward as his entire body seemed to transform into a flaming Qilin and he trail-blazed across the void towards Wan Zhenglun.

A look of fury flashed across Shan Xiang’s eyes as he exclaimed, "Ji!"

With that loud exclamation, a scroll flew out and unrolled itself to reveal a black-and-white painting of mountains and rivers in front of Tang Jun. It exuded a powerful gravity that threated to suck Tang Jun inside.

Tang Jun laughed heartily as he stretched out his arms in front of him like the gaping mouth of a flaming Qilin and clamped his hands down, trapping the painting inside.

Violent streams of Nefarious Spectral Primordial Fire rained down upon Shan Xiang’s nascent soul stage magic item, the Yin Yang Scenery Painting.

Black and white light flashed on the painting as it tried to resist the corroding flames of the Nefarious Spectral Primordial Fire. Streams of transparent water poured out from the painting with an unprecedented transparence and clarity that resembled the clearest and most transparent existence between Heaven and Earth.

The streams of flowing water emanated with faint fragrance and revealed a mystical force of Mother Nature that seemed to run through all beings of the world.

It was the One Heavenly Primordial Water of the Six Great Primordial Waters. Under the combination of Yin and Yang energies, the One Heavenly Primordial Water stood up against the insidious Nefarious Spectral Primordial Fire.

Tang Jun nodded his head faintly at what he saw.

With regards to the saying that referred to Mount Shu cultivators as a class above the rest, Tang Jun was of the opinion that this saying was more applicable towards cultivators from the Great Void Sect. Even though they could not be compared on the same scale, this was the truth for the vast majority of the cultivators of the world.

This included even cultivators from the Celestial Sect of Wonders and not just those from the outside world. Tang Jun was one of the relatively more outstanding disciples in the second generation, and ranked amongst the three most powerful cultivators in the same level of mastery. The reason was because he had been able to replicate the feats of his master and his senior uncles.

The news had not yet been spread into the outside world, but the other members of his sect were aware of the facts. Not too long ago, when Tang Jun was gathering experience in the outside world and when he was only in the aurous core advanced stage, he had crossed an entire level of mastery without external help, all by himself, and defeated a nascent soul advanced stage grandmaster who had already cultivated the cosmic form.

From Tang Jun’s perspective, Shan Xiang was even more powerful than that nascent soul advanced stage grandmaster that he faced. The Yin Yang Scenery Painting from the Great void Sect was also more powerful than normal nascent soul stage magic items.

"Still… So what?" Tang Jun’s channeled more power into his palms as the explosive force that resembled the gaping mouth of a devilish Qilin closing together continued to add power onto the Nefarious Spectral Primordial Fire that was raging against the Yin Yang Scenery Painting.

"No!" Shan Xiang exclaimed in shock flew over in an instant while he stacked more Yin Yang Chaos Bolts together and enveloped Tang Jun within.

However, Tang Jun’s hands moved up and down with conspicuous ease and blew the One Heavenly Primordial Water from the Yin Yang Scenery Painting into smithereens. The black and white lights were extinguished as the explosive force that seemed like it could tear the heavens expanded outwards and tore this high-quality nascent soul stage magic item into two!

Shan Xiang roared furiously as the black and white Yin Yang Chaos Bolts started to tremble violently. They were imitating the power of an apocalypse, and he wanted to detonate the Chaos Bolts – along with Tang Jun – into pieces!

Tang Jun laughed coldly once more and said, "Since you don’t want to recognize the chance I’m giving you, then I shall scrape your face clean today."

He clasped his hands together and slammed them downwards. Innumerable forces surged around I the void and, in the next moment, four gigantic pillars of light shot up into the sky and protected Tang Jun within while they pierced through the Yin Yang Chaos Bolts at the same time.

Shan Xiang watched on unbelievably as the Yin Yang Chaos Bolts that had been pierced seemed to lose all liveliness and began to crumble by themselves; it was no longer something that resembled an apocalypse, but rather a kind of dissipation that was as weak as a feather.

The four giant pillars of light collapsed together and trapped Shan Xiang in the middle. He could only hold on to dear life and use everything in his power to resist this pressure and was unable to break free.

Tang Jun said softly, "Have you mastered the Yin Yang Heaven Crushing Earth Grinding Spell, or the Yin Yang Limitless Mystic World technique? If not, then I am no longer interested in wasting my time on you."

His words pierced Shan Xiang’s heart. There had only been four cultivators below the immortal soul stage from the Great Void Sect who mastered the Yin Yang Heaven Crushing Earth Grinding Spell, and this included even his ancestors. This counted in Bai Xiqian as well, who had been crippled earlier on.

However, Shan Xiang quickly discovered that it was not Tang Jun’s intention to mock him, and was a simple statement of an undeniable and objective fact.

Shan Xiang’s soul and body were going through unbearable agony under the pulverizing pressure from the giant pillars of light, and his entire being of mana felt like it was about to be crushed.

What made him feel even more despondent was the fact that Tang Jun shook his head and turned his attention away from him – and his gaze turned back towards Wan Zhenglun.

In a flash, Tang Jun appeared before Wan Zhenglun and said, "Those who deserve to die, shall not live."

Zhao Mingxiu watched Tang Jun and Wan Zhenglun and sighed before she started to cast a spell with both hands. "Ji!"

Two streaks of sword radiance, one green and one red, surged into the sky towards Tang Jun. Zhao Mingxiu’s expression was one of determination. "I may not agree with Senior Wan’s actions, but we come from the same sect after all and I will not sit by and watch him get slaughtered by outsiders! My friend, watch it!"

In the next moment, an acute sword Qi burst forth from the light circle at the center of the hurricane and intercepted Zhao Mingxiu’s two sword radiances. Han Yang’s laughter came out from withint he light circle and saidm "I’m sorry man, I’m stealing one of yours."

"As you wish," Tang Jun replied as a faint smile appeared on his face. "Nine breaths have gone by."

Nine breaths had passed, and the chaotic forces of the hurricane that was initially subdued by the power of the Ashen Flames and the light circle started to grow more violent and explosive and out of control. In an instant, the hurricane swept up Zhao Mingxiu, Shan Xiang, Yang Zhao and the others inside.

Wan Zhenglun continued to struggle as he tried to tear himself away from the chaos of the hurricane. However, a fist that resembled a fiery mountain filled up his field of vision in an instant!

"Die!"

Between the echoes of this ear-splitting roar, Wan Zhenglun’s head was blown into smithereens by Tang Jun’s fist!