Eternal Life as False Emperor

Chapter 491: Chapter 387: Zheng Yi Arrives in Person

This scene is even more terrifying than Su Yao’s poisonous mist.

After all, although Su Yao’s poisonous mist is formidable, it is visible and tangible.

Even if they can’t resist it, there’s a way to avoid it.

Most importantly, while the poisonous mist seems invincible, the only real casualty was a single Nether Spirit Race cultivator.

Bai Zhirui’s side was different.

Six people were killed in succession, and the others retreated in terror, wanting to distance themselves from Bai Zhirui.

Yet during this process, three more fell one after another.

After so much time battling, the remaining number of Nether Spirit Race cultivators was already small.

Now another substantial number had fallen, and the disparity in power between the two sides instantly reversed dramatically.

The reality these Nether Spirit Race cultivators don’t know is that, without Zheng Yi’s presence.

Bai Zhirui, Lin Feng, and Su Yao alone are far less powerful than these remaining individuals.

But now.

These Nether Spirit Race cultivators have been utterly terrified by their endless techniques.

Even if Zheng Yi doesn’t act now, these Nether Spirit Race cultivators are no match for Lin Feng and the others.

Two more screams come from out of nowhere.

It’s Lin Feng, who seized the opportunity to strike down two Nether Spirit Race cultivators who turned and fled.

"Go!" The remaining people completely lost their will to fight and began to flee.

At this moment, even Huiyue Demon Venerable’s threats were pushed to the back of their minds.

The only thought left for the Nether Spirit Race cultivators was to escape and refuse to continue battling these strange Human Race cultivators.

"Stop!" Seeing the enemy begin to flee, Lin Feng became invigorated and immediately urged his flying sword to chase them.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, don’t chase them. Saving people is the priority." Bai Zhirui reminded Lin Feng and swiftly flew towards Su Yao.

Just now, the poisonous mist spreading from Su Yao suddenly vanished without a trace after reaching a certain range.

As if it had never appeared.

Su Yao, weakly staggering, couldn’t stand, and softly collapsed.

Before she fell, Bai Zhirui arrived in time and caught her, preventing her from hitting the ground.

Struggling to open her eyes, seeing that Bai Zhirui was holding her, she mustered a smile: "Bai... sister, did we win?"

After speaking, her head tilted and she fainted.

Bai Zhirui was startled, hurriedly using her magical power to examine Su Yao.

Lin Feng landed beside her, reassuringly smiled and said: "Don’t worry, it’s just the side effect of forcibly using their sect secret technique."

"Just let her sleep for a few days, and she’ll be fine."

Hearing this, Bai Zhirui exhaled a sigh of relief.

"A bunch of worthless fools, you really think you can escape?"

"Can’t even handle a few young Humans, what good are you?"

Every fleeing cultivator was shrouded in pure moonlight.

Suddenly, their bodies began to slowly disappear.

First their feet, then their calves and thighs.

Until now, it seemed they finally remembered Huiyue Demon Venerable’s words, and they began pleading for mercy.

"Lord Demon Venerable, I was wrong, don’t kill me."

"Lord Demon Venerable, I am willing to continue fighting those humans, please spare me this time."

And some unwilling ones said: "Damn Huiyue Demon Venerable, you’re nothing but a Golden Core cultivation, thinking you’re so mighty?"

"You didn’t help in the battle just now, but you use such cruel methods against your own kind."

"I won’t let you off even if I’m a ghost!"

Whether it was begging for mercy or cursing, Huiyue Demon Venerable paid no mind.

Instead, there was a hint of pleasure rising in his eyes.

Obviously, he was enjoying the death struggle and powerless fear of these cultivators.

These Nether Spirit Race cultivators weren’t without attempts to resist.

Yet before the Golden Core Great Cultivator, their resistance was so futile, even somewhat ridiculous.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all the Nether Spirit Race cultivators were killed by Huiyue Demon Venerable, leaving no survivors.

And his gaze fell upon the three people Bai Zhirui.

Even though Bai Zhirui had made every preparation, and her master was backing them.

When her gaze met Huiyue Demon Venerable’s eyes, Bai Zhirui still felt as if all the blood in her body was freezing.

The initially triumphant Lin Feng suddenly seemed as deflated as a beaten eggplant.

The gap between them felt as desperate as between a rabbit and a tiger.

In a blink, Huiyue Demon Venerable appeared before Bai Zhirui.

His gaze seemed to pierce through Bai Zhirui’s body, directly seeing the Zheng Yi within her divine sense.

At this moment, not only Bai Zhirui but even Zheng Yi found breathing a bit difficult.

Yet quickly, Zheng Yi became angry rather than afraid.

He, the emperor of the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty, held the fate of countless people in his hands.

This person, even if he’s a Golden Core Great Cultivator, is just an ordinary cultivator, what’s there to fear?

Perhaps for now, Huiyue Demon Venerable’s cultivation is above his.

If there comes a day when he successfully sets foot on the land of Canglan Realm.

He would need only a short time to confidently catch up or even surpass him.

There’s no denying it, he has a cheat code.

"You, being at least a notable expert, why hide and skulk?"

"These juniors should be your nephews and nieces. I’m going to kill them now, are you really going to just watch?"