C8 Yellow Springs Heavenly Fury

"Teacher Mu Yue's so big."

Chu Qianye's mind was filled with the beautiful scene just now. The scene on Wenren Muyue's chest almost made him spit out blood.

He abandoned all distracting thoughts, shook his head, and began to seriously search for the Martial Skills.

Divine Coagulation Curse, Seven Calamity Spirit Severing, Great Demonic Heaven Palm, Vajra's Eyes …

Chu Qianye flipped through a lot of Martial Skills s on the second floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion. However, these Martial Skills s were either of a lower grade or were not worthy of his eyes.

Ever since Chu Qianye had acquired the Martial Soul, he had never forgotten about Martial Skills and its techniques.

As a result, aside from the last corner on the second floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, he did not search for anything else, as he flipped through almost all the Books.

It seemed like there was only the last corner left.

Chu Qianye swept his gaze towards the corner and lightly shook his head. He searched the entire second floor but didn't find anything that matched his Martial Skills.

Chu Qianye did not have much hope.

In the last corner, the Martial Techniques and Cultivation Methods and the Books s had all left his footprints.

"Phew, no, not even on the entire second floor."

Chu Qianye laughed bitterly to himself. He had originally thought that he would find a Martial Skills at the very last corner.

"Sigh, I really agree with those words. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

Just as Chu Qianye was about to turn around and leave, a small black grid on the inside of the wall caught his attention.

The black grid was square, and because it was covered with dust, it was not very eye-catching. If it wasn't for his sharp eyes, he would likely not have noticed it.

He curiously opened the black box. Inside, there was only the Books. The Books was a little dilapidated, so he could vaguely see the words "Heavenly Wrath of the Netherworld".

Chu Qianye curiously flipped through the book written by the Books.

"To think that there's actually such a tyrannical Martial Skills in this world."

After he finished looking at the Books, he was unable to calm down for a long time.

The Heavenly Wrath of the Netherworld, the legendary ultimate technique of the Huang Quan Demon Sage, belonged to a lower level Martial Skills. However, time was merciless. In the end, this person did not break through the shackles of his fleshly body, and died in the passage of time.

Later on, the Martial Skills was passed down through the Yellow Springs stele, it was said that it recorded the Huang Quan Demon Sage's absolute art, and there were even rumors that the stele had Huang Quan Demon Sage's blood essence.

Huang Quan Demon Sage was a Expert of the Tianji Stage. With a wave of his hand, the Brahma Heaven Burning Sea ability appeared. There were still rumors of his blood essence on the tablet, which set off a storm of blood and gore, causing great wars to erupt among the various races.

In this day and day, the Martial Skills of the Heavenly Wrath of the Yellow Springs was actually unintentionally flipped open by Chu Qianye in the Sword Marquis Mansion, allowing him to see the light of day once again.

"It's a pity, this Martial Skills is only an incomplete version."

Chu Qianye felt pity.

"Cultivate. Say that I will definitely have some fortuitous encounters in the future. Perhaps, I might even be able to encounter other spirit tablets."

Chu Qianye didn't hesitate for too long, and directly memorized the《 Heavenly Wrath of the Netherworld》.

Now that he had obtained the Martial Skills, he should begin to meditate and cultivate.

He bid farewell to Wenren Muyue and left the Martial Arts Pavilion.

Looking at Chu Qianye's figure that was about to leave, a light flashed across Wenren Muyue's beautiful eyes.

"Chu Qianye, Senior Sister looks forward to seeing you in half a year."

Her beautiful face was blossoming with a smile. If someone had witnessed it, they would definitely have envied Chu Qianye.

With the charming scene just now, Chu Qianye did not dare to stay any longer, and bid farewell to the other party before hurrying back.

"Has it grown?"

Watching Chu Qianye leave, Wenren Muyue covered his mouth and chuckled.

Returning to his dilapidated independent courtyard, Chu Qianye immediately closed his eyes and meditated on the《 Heavenly Wrath of the Netherworld》.

According to the records in the book, there were a total of three types of Martial Skills: Yellow Spring Finger, Huangquan Palm and yellow spring rage.

Using the Yellow Spring Finger as the base and the yellow spring rage as the peak, the power of the last move was gradually increased. The last move was further divided into the following moves: Human Fury, Ghost Fury and Sky Fury.

Yellow Spring Finger was the most widespread style of circulation, the last two forms might have already become solo, but they might have already disappeared. Amongst them, the Huangquan Palm had become a solitary object, which was taken in by the powerful forces of the Western Regions, while the yellow spring rage had completely disappeared.

In other words, he could only learn the first two moves at most. If he wasn't strong enough, he would probably only be able to learn the first one and never see the other two.

Of course, this was not something he needed to consider right now.

Chu Qianye closed his eyes and entered into a state of cultivation.

The cultivation method of the « Heavenly Wrath of the Netherworld » began to appear in his mind.

He slowly lifted his right palm, imagining that he was in the Yellow Springs. His middle finger and index finger were one, and the other three fingers were tightly clasped together.

The Profound Qi began to move with his breathing, slowly gathering towards his right palm. Under the flow of the Profound Qi, his fingers became more and more powerful.

He opened his eyes and jabbed forward with his finger.

"Wuu."

A deep sound of wind accompanied the rapid flow of his finger as a surge of energy rushed forward.

"As expected of the Divine grade martial spirit, you can use both martial skills and the Martial Skills freely." Chu Qianye said with shock in his eyes. "The Sky-rank Martial Skills created by the Huang Quan Demon Sage is indeed tyrannical, if I can gather the last two moves, wouldn't my fighting strength be heaven defying?"

Chu Qianye did not close his eyes the whole night as he focused on cultivating the Heavenly Wrath of the Yellow Springs.

BOOM!

With a poke of Chu Qianye's finger, the space in front of him began to distort with a crackling sound, and a vague sign of collapsing …

Yellow Spring Finger, death; yellow spring rage, shattering one's soul!

Chu Qianye's eyes flashed, his heart trembling slightly.

After all, Heavenly Wrath of the Netherworld was an inferior Martial Skills of the Sky-rank, and one that was renowned throughout the Huang Quan Demon Sage s back in the day. It was unknown just how many Expert s that had stepped onto the peak had all fallen under the Yellow Spring Finger.

It was a pity that this Martial Skills only had the most basic of Yellow Spring Finger s. If he could get the Huangquan Palm and the yellow spring rage's cultivation methods, his battle power would reach a very terrifying level.

Right now, the fighting strength of the Heavenly Wrath of the Netherworld was at most inferior to the strength of a Profound Ranked practitioner, and even inferior to that of the Yellow Scale s.

"According to that ancient scripture, as my strength increases, the combat strength of my Yellow Spring Finger will also increase. Furthermore, I will be able to condense a gigantic Yellow Spring Finger."

Looking at the slight fluctuations in space, Chu Qianye's heart surged.

According to ancient records, when the Huang Quan Demon Sage reached the peak of the Tianji Stage, he suffered a severe injury from the Nihility God Dao, which eventually disappeared in the river of time.

Some people said that his blood essence was still in the Netherworld's land and that the piece of stele was hidden there. Unfortunately, the Huang Quan Demon Sage was too strong, and no one could defeat him.

Some even said that in order to protect the Netherworld Clan, his remnant soul had ultimately disappeared from the world.

With regards to these legends, Chu Qianye believed in the former even more. After all … What he wanted was the illusory Martial God Dao. The clansmen were no longer important to him; they could even be sacrificed.

No matter what, this Huang Quan Heavenly Rage was indeed tyrannical and strong. The Netherworld race had his strength, he had to go, even if the rumors were false.

"Now, if I want to change my physique, I have to get a blood pill as soon as possible."

Chu Qianye retracted his train of thought and slightly frowned.

The Blood Core, refined from the blood essence s, could help the Fighter increase the strength and strength of his body.

The fastest way to earn money was to kill savage beast and dig out spirit meat s and their cores to sell to the Wushi.

"Seems like I'll have to enter the Ironwood."

Half a year, in order to regain my dignity!

Chu Qianye's gaze was firm and his figure appeared in front of Ironwood.