Chapter 486: Chapter 486: I Don’t Like the Look of You, Is That Reason Enough?
SHHFFFT—
Chu Shaocheng unleashed a sword strike—a technique Ye Tianling recognized as the Chu Family’s Slaughter Sword Dao.
However, this particular Sword Dao was not of a high grade, and its Power of Slaughter was lacking.
Even so, Chu Shaocheng’s strike still carried an unrivaled domineering aura and the unyielding conviction of a Strong Heart.
PFFT—
After that one strike, Chu Shaocheng was thrown back seven or eight hundred meters, and blood immediately trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Long Aosen, on the other hand, only took four or five steps back before steadying himself again.
He was clearly unharmed.
"Is that the extent of your Battle Power? A clown like you dares to be so arrogant!"
Long Aosen gloated, crowing triumphantly.
"Heh. So that’s the ultimate killing blow from someone with the strongest Killing Dao, a manifested combat body, and an activated Dragon Soul Talent Totem? Pathetic! I survived your strongest attack. What else do you have to fight me with?"
Chu Shaocheng sneered, not backing down at all—even if he couldn’t win, he refused to lose his imposing presence.
"Alright, that’s enough fighting. What are you looking at? I’m talking to you. Yes, you, little lizard from the Dragon Race. Scram! Get lost while your grandpa here is in a good mood and doesn’t feel like killing anyone!"
Ye Tianling said coolly, standing by the bed.
The moment he spoke, all eyes were drawn to him.
After his transformation from the Celestial Fire and several subsequent changes to his appearance, Ye Tianling had become far more handsome than before. Combined with the change in his aura and disposition from practicing the Kunpeng Hidden Dragon Technique, no one recognized him—they likely wouldn’t have, even if his face hadn’t changed at all.
"And who the hell are you? Did I, the Saint Child, do something to offend you?"
Sensing a terrifying premonition of crisis welling up inside him, Long Aosen’s aura faltered. He found he couldn’t even muster the will to resist.
This suddenly made him feel utterly humiliated, and he mustered his courage to shout back.
"Who am I? You’ve got some nerve, talking to me like that. Well, I gave you a chance. A shame you didn’t take it."
As Ye Tianling spoke, his figure flickered, and he stepped out into the air.
At that moment, Chu Shaocheng seemed to realize something. His pupils contracted violently, and a look of profound excitement appeared in his eyes.
But in the end, he said nothing and silently retreated.
"You— My Lord Divine Child, I admit your strength is unfathomable, but I, Long Aosen, haven’t offended you, have I, friend? Or are you trying to stand up for that Chu Shaocheng?"
Long Aosen took several steps back. As Ye Tianling advanced, he felt an even greater pressure.
Ye Tianling scoffed. "You’re right, you haven’t really done anything to offend me. But I just don’t like the look of you, you little lizard. Is that reason enough?"
"You don’t like the look of me?"
Long Aosen felt the urge to vomit blood. He was furious.
"That’s right. I don’t like the look of you, so I want to beat you to death. Look, I told you to leave before, and you didn’t. Now, even if you want to, you can’t."
Ye Tianling revealed a knowing smile.
That smile made the many spectating Cultivators freeze.
"That smile... it’s so familiar! It seems to be... the Great Demon’s signature smile?"
"Is the Great Demon back?"
"No way. I don’t want to badmouth the Celestial Secret Divine Son, but this guy is far more charismatic and handsome than the Great Demon ever was."
"Yeah, it’s like comparing the heavens and the earth. This guy is so handsome. How did we not notice him before?"
"He must have been keeping a low profile. He was just standing sideways by the window, sipping tea."
"He’s too handsome! How can anyone be that handsome?! And he has such an amazing presence! Oh no, I think I’m starting to like Male Cultivators. What do I do?"
"You’re a Female Cultivator, you know! Can you please stop thinking of yourself as a Male Cultivator?"
...
"Master, do you think this young man will win?"
"That shouldn’t be a question. It should be a statement of fact."
"Huh?"
"Is there even a need to ask something so obvious? This young man is extremely powerful. I fear he might be a Young Venerable! After all this time, I can’t believe I misjudged him!"
"Ah..."
"The Human Race is truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. To think there is such a shocking prodigy... Even with my Soul Power, I can’t see through him in the slightest... This is a feeling I’ve only ever had when facing a Young Venerable..."
"In that case, Master, should I use my Charm on him and make him submit to Brother Jiang Daokong? He could become Brother Jiang Daokong’s follower."
"Xu’er, you’re hopeless! Do not provoke this young man. It will bring about immense trouble!"
"No way, Master! I have to at least try. Xu’er is so cute, he’ll definitely fall for it! Hee hee, even Brother Jiang Daokong fell for it before!"
"Fine, but you absolutely must not force it..."
...
"You’ve gone too far! Your vital energy is powerful and unsettling, but I, Long Aosen, am the Saint Child of the Dragon Race! Boy, today I will show you the tragic fate of those who offend a Saint Child of my Dragon Race!"
Long Aosen roared furiously and immediately gathered his strongest killing intent once more.
Ye Tianling watched quietly.
"ROAR!"
Emperor’s Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Divine Technique!
At the same time, Long Aosen manifested endless Dragon Soul Killing Intent. Using his burning bloodline’s Origin Power to gather his Totem, he unleashed an attack with about twenty percent more Battle Power than his strike against Chu Shaocheng.
This Power of Slaughter and Destruction shot directly toward the spot between Ye Tianling’s eyebrows.
"That’s it? You’re truly too weak!"
Ye Tianling extended his hand and gave a gentle push.
His hand instantly expanded, abruptly transforming into a small mountain that effortlessly blocked Long Aosen’s killing blow.
Then, Ye Tianling’s hand clenched violently.
BZZZT—
The entire Space seemed to be crushed within Ye Tianling’s palm.
"This—"
Ye Tianling’s hand shrank bit by bit, returning to its original size in an instant.
In his palm, a huge volume of air had been crushed, and within it, Long Aosen had been squeezed into a mass of bloody pulp, forming a ball of flesh the size of an egg.
Ye Tianling opened his hand, revealing the glistening ball of blood.
VMMMM—
The Samadhi Celestial Fire instantly ignited in his palm. In a flash, the ball of blood was completely reduced to nothingness.
A wisp of black smoke drifted in the air before quickly dissipating without a trace.
The powerful and invincible Long Aosen was thus turned to ash and annihilated.
The scene fell deathly silent.
Everyone’s gaze toward Ye Tianling was filled with absolute shock, astonishment, and even terror.
Even the powerful, mysterious, elderly man wore a grave expression, his eyes filled with extreme apprehension.
That Flame... it made even him, a master at the Sword Ancestor Realm, feel immense fear and dread!
It seemed to be a Flame even more terrifying than the Destruction Celestial Tribulation!
’Is... is this young man a descendant of the Flame Enforcers? Or a newly emerged Young Venerable?’
The old man’s heart pounded with alarm. He immediately grabbed his disciple Xiao Wanxu’s arm, no longer intending to let her try and ’subdue’ the young man.
If she failed, the consequences would be absolutely fatal!
"You all saw it. I gave him a chance, and he’s the one who didn’t take it... so it has nothing to do with me. But even if it did... well, let the Dragon Race come and get me."
Ye Tianling shrugged, feigning innocence.
Hearing this, the crowd was left speechless.
This was truly someone who wasn’t afraid of trouble!
