The Ethereal Domains

Chapter 352: Curse You

Curse You . . .

The Sunlight Sect had faced one humiliation after another: first at the auction, then at the hands of Wan of the Clouds. Ji Chengfeng's anger had reached a boiling point, and now, with the sudden appearance of the Boundless Saint, they were humiliated once more. Ji Chengfeng found it unbearable, to the point where he would have preferred taking his own life rather than enduring such shame.

For the Sunlight Sect, a conflict with the Chaotic Storms was a risk they wouldn't normally consider. The Chaotic Storms, especially the Boundless Lake, were notorious as the world's top assassination organization, wielding formidable strength. In normal circumstances, the Sunlight Sect would never dare to provoke them. However, the situation was far from typical. They had been provoked and were now consumed by determination.

They were prepared to face the consequences, regardless of the odds stacked against them. Sunlight Sect's members were resolved to fight back, despite the difficulties. Staring at the figures ahead, Ji Chengfeng had one unwavering thought in his mind: "Wherever you go, I won't give up. I'll follow you to the ends of the earth."

The man in black shouted in protest, but Ji Chengfeng was beyond caring. The man, who was considered a demon lord in the world, was behaving childishly, unwilling to admit his actions. Ji Chengfeng looked down on such behavior.

Just as he was preparing to accelerate, disaster struck. The roof of a nearby house caved in with a resounding crash, and the man in black disappeared beneath the rubble.

Ji Chengfeng realized that things had taken a turn for the worse. The momentum from his human-sword merger was difficult to halt since he had concentrated all his energy on speed. He shot past the house like a bolt of lightning, then frantically suppressed the merger's power to navigate the wreckage. Emerging on the other side of the collapsed structure, he found himself at the crossroads of two alleys that led in all four cardinal directions. The alleys were empty, and he had lost sight of the man in black.

Ji Chengfeng, seasoned and quick-witted, immediately raised his voice, summoning a brilliant burst of blue sword light that pierced the night sky. Suspended sixty meters above the ground, he gazed intently below, searching for any sign of the man in black.

It was the most sensible course of action given the circumstances. Regardless of the direction the man in black had taken, he wouldn't escape Ji Chengfeng's watchful gaze in such a short span of time. However, his efforts yielded no results; the surroundings remained empty and eerily quiet. The night was swathed in an oppressive silence, with the vacant streets shrouded in a ghostly mist, evoking an unsettling sense of terror.

The sound of fabric rustling through the air heralded the arrival of the other Sunlight Sect cultivators. They had been mocked, looked down upon, humiliated, and even lost one of their Sky Origin Stage cultivators in their pursuit of the man in black. Ji Chengfeng was drenched in sweat, his eyes gleaming with determination. He scanned the desolate scene, refusing to accept the reality unfolding before him. His grip on the sword handle tightened, and his entire being exuded an overwhelming aura of hostility.

Yet, after a considerable duration of searching, Ji Chengfeng finally succumbed to the realization that he had lost the man in black. Frustration swelled within him, manifesting as a fiery rage within his chest. With all the strength he could muster, he cried out to the heavens, "Boundless Saint! Reveal yourself! Come out!"

His shout resonated like a mighty thunderclap, echoing across a dozen miles. Ji Chengfeng scanned his surroundings again, met with the same unsettling silence. It became apparent that the man in black had no intention of returning to face him.

Determined to leave a mark, Ji Chengfeng, using his last vestiges of spiritual energy, called out tauntingly, "What's the matter, Boundless Saint? Are you too afraid to come forward? A coward, are you?"

With a final, resounding cry that seemed to rupture the heavens, Ji Chengfeng's voice was heard across the land. His last shout exceeded the first in thunderous intensity.

The members of the Sunlight Sect had now all gathered beside him. They exchanged knowing glances, recognizing the futility of their search. The Elder's actions had sent shockwaves through the world, regardless of his own dignity, demanding the Boundless Saint's return.

One particularly irate member, who held a strong grudge against the Boundless Saint and had a fiery temper, initiated the absurdity. He began cursing aloud, "Boundless Saint, you wretched dog! Reveal yourself! World's demon lord, my foot! You're nothing but a coward! Pathetic! You're a son of a *itch, Boundless Saint! You don't even have the guts to face us! You pathetic excuse for a man!"

The curse ignited a collective frenzy. Several others joined in, their voices raised in a cacophonous chorus.

"Son of a *itch, Boundless Saint! Step forward!"

"Boundless Saint, you cowardly *itch! Are you coming out or not?"

"Too spineless to reveal yourself, Boundless Saint, you *itch? You don't want to come out? Well, I'll make you! You shameless cur!"

The collective fury of the Sunlight Sect cultivators manifested in a barrage of vehement curses directed at the elusive figure of the Boundless Saint.

"You miserable son of a *itch, Boundless Saint! He doesn't dare to face us, the coward! It's an insult to call him a *itch; would a *itch even want to have a son like him?"

"But that doesn't even make sense! The Boundless Saint is a damn dog. Dogs are supposed to be bold. He shouldn't be this cowardly."

"No, no, no. Perhaps his mother was a dog, but he's undoubtedly a son of a *itch. *itches are cowardly, and that's why he's a craven too! It's as simple as that!"

"So, the conclusion is, this *itch of a Boundless Saint is a complete bastard!"

"You've got it right! He's the offspring of a dog and a *itch!"

"Boundless Saint, you miserable son of a *itch! You're worse than a bastard! Come out if you dare!"

The air resonated with these fierce taunts as over a dozen Sky Origin Stage cultivators joined in the chorus, raising their voices with the energy of their dantians. Each syllable carried far, their voices traveling over ten miles. This astonishing display rattled the very heart of Chen-Xing City.

The raucous commotion unfolded in the city's center, not far from the royal palace. Even the king within the palace was made aware of the tumultuous clamor..