Chapter 347: The Power of the Seven Emotions Praxis

Chapter 347: The Power of the Seven Emotions Praxis

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"You were the one who killed my fifth younger brother!" Venerable Lord Sword looked at Lei Dongtian murderously.

"You fellows were the ones who kidnapped my fiancée!" Lei Dongtian sucked in a breath and hollered, "Hand them over quickly! As for this Supreme Wind you’ve made up, pass him over too!"

Venerable Lord Sword broke out in curses, "F*ck your nonsense! What fiancée?! You killed my fifth brother, you can make amends by giving up your life!"

Before his finished his words, his sword light had started to glow like the galaxy had erupted and without warning, the attack came head-on!

Lei Dongtian was enraged. The other party was indeed feeling guilty of their wrong-doings and dared not even speak to him about it!

"The Four Seasons Tower is truly treacherous and shameless! Own up to what you’ve done!" Lei Dongtian howled, "I shall beat you fellows up until you admit it!"

Lei Dongtian lifted his right hand and made a strange hand gesture. Immediately, he pointed his finger as he enunciated with clear diction, "Destiny upon my hand, joy be bestowed upon you!"

Venerable Lord Sword knew the remarkable prowess of his enemy and dared not be careless, wildly bringing up his sword to defend himself, only to realize that the other’s exaggerated move did not send any incoming attack. He could not help being shocked and said angrily, "Phony, what tricks are you playing?"

He then leaped up in a fiercer attack. However, when Venerable Lord Sword thrust out his sword once more, a giddy impulse rushed through him. It was like everything funny in this world and in his entire life was being presented right in front of his eyes.

It was an irresistible rush of giddiness.

"Hahahaha…" Venerable Lord Sword broke out in a guffaw, loud and careless.

He had still struck out, despite laughing uncontrollably. The sword energy was still intense, well over seven hundred strikes were dealt in one go without mistake, yet his chortling did not stop as well. He attacked with his sword while still laughing wildly.

Despite Venerable Lord Sword’s vehement attack of sword energy, its effects could not be seen. Venerable Lord Sword’s cultivation base had already paled in comparison to that of Lei Dongtian, so when he was uncontrollably laughing to the point where he was trembling all over while he struck, there was no sense of accuracy and precision. He was hardly a threat to his opponent.

Lei Dongtian easily deflected the blows and Venerable Lord Sword was already in a position of disadvantage.

Despite his pathetic state, Venerable Lord Sword was still guffawing as if being oppressed, like this was a hilarious matter. Venerable Lord Snow was shocked and bolted forward at once.

Before he arrived, Snowflake Edge was already fluttering in a frenzy. The snowflakes filling the sky were Venerable Lord Snow’s weapon at his disposal.

Venerable Lord Snow assumed that he was well aware of Lei Dongtian’s combat abilities. Since Venerable Lord Sword had gone in for a duel with Lei Dongtian earlier, he kept away from joining the battle right away. According to Venerable Lord Snow’s judgment, Venerable Lord Sword’s combat prowess was slightly lacking compared to Lei Dongtian, but the difference was not vast that the former would still be able to maintain his state without being threatened.

Although their combined combat power was remarkable, Lei Dongtian had his old servant as a helper as well. With Venerable Lord Sword dueling with him alone to expend his partial combat power, Venerable Lord Snow, Ice, and Frost would work together and cast the three stages of ice in collaboration. Hopefully, this would be able to kill their opponent outright.

Venerable Lord Snow had planned well, but the plans had gone awry once it had touched the ground. Venerable Lord Sword had gone into the losing end, so much so that his life was at stake anytime now the moment he entered the battle with Lei Dongtian. The fight could easily end with Venerable Lord Sword being defeated by death.

How could Venerable Lord Snow care about any combat tactics now? It was more important to send help over. If Venerable Lord Sword were to die in the duel, the combat power of both sides would be reversed at once. It was even possible that they would be soundly defeated!

"Eldest, what is wrong with you? What are you laughing at?"

"I’m laughing… Hahahaha… What am I laughing about? F*ck, I don’t know… Hahaha…"

Venerable Lord Sword was still thinking clearly. He knew that his current condition was not natural at all, but he could not control the frenzied laughter bubbling within him; he could only fight while his desire to laugh did not grow any lesser.

Bang!

Lei Dongtian stealthily landed a stomp on Venerable Lord Sword’s lower abdomen. The latter cried and spat blood while he was still laughing; even when as was flung several hundred feet away, he was still chortling insanely.

Venerable Lord Snow was alarmed, crying out loudly, "Brothers, be careful. This fellow knows sorcery!"

Lei Dongtian snorted and suddenly made a speedy twirl in the air, charging towards Venerable Lord Snow. His right hand was lifted high above his head as he made yet another strange hand-gesture and hollered, "Destiny be upon my hand, worry be upon you."

His finger pointed.

Venerable Lord Snow scoffed coldly and reacted immediately to seal away all of his six senses. Snowflake Edge flew even faster to make a wall of snow in front of him, ensuring a comprehensive defense.

Venerable Lord Snow was confident that his defenses were impenetrable, even when his opponent’s combat ability was much stronger than his own! In spite of this, he was suddenly burdened with worry.

"Will we win today? This person is too strong, can my defenses really hold up to it? This person’s sorcery is formidable. Will he inhibit all of us? Will all of us die here? How should I handle this?"

The brimming worries clouded his mind. For the first time, he was unwilling to attack in favor of contemplating how to break through the current situation.

Lei Dongtian’s attacks were meant to kill.

Venerable Lord Snow was filled with worry again.

"Since the opponent’s arcane might is unrivaled and no one can fight it, what’s the use of persevering? Why not leverage on the other’s force for an easy way to the underworld?"

Once the thought sprouted in his head, he stood motionless in the air.

"What are you doing! Why are you just standing there?"

Ice and Frost rushed over anxiously, attacking from afar to assist Snow.

Venerable Lord Snow was still struck heavily twice, despite his brothers’ hasty assistance. Lei Dongtian held no weapons in his hands because he needed to cast Seven Emotions Praxis; otherwise, the attack would have taken Venerable Lord Snow’s life!

Lei Dongtian was hot in pursuit, but Ice and Frost were already blocking him, countering with the saber of ice and sword of frost.

"Destiny upon my hand, joy be upon you!"

"Destiny upon my hand, worry be upon you!"

Lei Dongtian hollered continuously.

"Hahaha…" Venerable Lord Frost began guffawing just as Venerable Lord Sword did.

On the other hand, Venerable Lord Ice felt an intense sense of worry. What to do? What to do? What should we do?

Two of the four Venerable Lords were laughing madly while the other two were crippled with worry, dampening their intentions to fight. Old Mu flew up like a flash of lightning and blocked Venerable Lord Sword who was injured and Venerable Lord Ice while Lei Dongtian attacked Venerable Lord Frost and Snow relentlessly!

Two against four – the duo who was at the disadvantage of numbers now had the upper hand instead!

The more Lei Dongtian fought, the more at ease he felt. Regardless of the treasured garb on him, Snow and Frost’s weapon could do nothing against him. He triumphantly dealt out a stream of punches and kicks. The Seven Emotions Praxis that was used in a practical fight was truly powerful and unrivaled!

If I can cultivate all seven methods of the Seven Emotions Praxis to its pinnacle, I could even make one of my opponents die from laughter, while another would commit suicide from burdensome worries!

"Where are my fiancées?" Lei Dongtian attacked effortlessly while asking, "Speak quickly, and I shall pardon you all from death!"

"Hahaha…" Venerable Lord Frost guffawed. "Your fiancée... hahaha… what’s happening hahaha… Why am I... hahaha… hahahaha…"

Venerable Lord Snow was fretful. "Fiancées? How strong are they? Aren’t we left with only death, facing such mighty ones together? We won’t possibly triumph… How many fiancées does he have? One or two? Perhaps ten, a hundred, a thousand? What if ten thousand of his fiancées are all so mighty… Oh no, oh no… he might actually have ten thousand fiancées who are all so powerful…"

The Four Venerable Lords had arrived with malicious intent, but once the battle began, they were all on the losing end! Seeing that there was no way the tables could be turned around and there might even be someone from among their party who might perish, the end result baffled Yun Yang and his group, who were the audience to the fight below.

What was going on?

Yun Yang faintly understood the situation, and he felt chills in his heart. "Seven Emotions Praxis! This must be the Seven Emotions Praxis! I never knew that this praxis could be so powerful and overbearing!"

The Venerable Lords came with resentment but were now left floundering. Even Yun Yang, who had been keeping an eye out for the Seven Emotions Praxis, did not see how Lei Dongtian had cast it and how the four Venerable Lords were struck unknowingly!

"Hahahaha… Hahahah!" Two Venerable Lords were still cackling without a hint of improvement. As time passed, their uncontrollable laughter did not lessen in the least.

"What to do? What should we do?" The other two Venerable Lords were still overwrought with fear.

Pang, pang, pang.

Old Mu and Lei Dongtian were merciless as they attacked the four men with increasing force.

"Where are they? Where are they?" They asked while dealing out pain. It was obvious that their main concern was the whereabouts of the girls.

However, two of the Venerable Lords were roaring with laughter; how could they answer? Another two were in a state of distress. The more they were questioned, the more worked up they grew.

"Where are they? Right, where are they? How many of them are there? Is there a hundred million? A billion? Is there ten billion? If he were to have ten billion fiancées… Hiss! Their menstruation blood could drown Four Seasons Tower repeatedly."

"This is too much for me! What do we do… Oh my God!"

They were not foolish men, but they had been caught up in an enchantment, and could not help thinking the worst.

Logic was the last thing on their minds right now.