Chapter 1249: Chapter 1250: Slaying the Immortal Emperor
Just now, she had already learned from Ye Qingcheng’s own mouth what methods these people had used against Ye Qingcheng and Xiao Jiu.
"I’m talking to you." Mu Yuan’s expression was icy. Just now, when Ye Qingcheng and Xiao Tianyu kissed, his heart felt especially suffocated. Xiao Tianyu’s gaze shifted toward Mu Yuan, those deep eyes suddenly turning cold, like an abyss, bottomless.
In an instant, Mu Yuan felt a trembling rising from the depth of his soul. That gaze was too terrifying, dragging him into it, unable to free himself. This made Mu Yuan feel regret; he seemed to realize he shouldn’t have questioned Xiao Tianyu like that.
Whoosh~
However, in that same instant, Xiao Tianyu suddenly stretched out his big hand without the slightest warning and grabbed toward Mu Yuan. The palm was formless, fast as lightning. Before anyone could react, Mu Yuan’s body was already being lifted up by Xiao Tianyu.
Mu Yuan was completely dumbfounded. In the other party’s hand, he had no power to fight back at all?
"No... let me go, Sect Leader, save me!" Mu Yuan began to struggle.
Bang~
The next second, his body turned into a cloud of blood mist. The void fell dead silent. One after another, they froze there in a daze. This man had just now ignored the Celestial Sect’s Sect Leader Zhetian and raised his hand to execute Celestial Sect disciple Mu Yuan?
"Seven great sects, besieging two people, all for the Sacred Intent Inheritance?" Xiao Tianyu’s gaze suddenly grew as cold as Xiao Mu’s: "Since that’s the case, I’ll keep you company and play a while."
The way Xiao Tianyu said it was extremely casual, making many people show looks of astonishment. This suddenly appearing youth, just for Ye Qingcheng, was he going to fight all the Desolate Ranking prodigies here?
Although Xiao Tianyu had just killed Mu Yuan with a wave of his hand, Mu Yuan was nothing more than an ant anyway. Therefore, among those present, aside from the fact that Ye Qingcheng had just now suppressed and killed Wanhai Mountain, no one still believed Xiao Tianyu was that strong.
One had to know, this was the Primordial Ancient Realm: above the Martial King level, no one could break the barrier and enter, not even an Immortal Emperor. The reason there were Martial Emperors here was that they had broken through inside the barrier. So, to everyone here, Xiao Tianyu’s cultivation could be imagined.
What’s more, in the Primordial Ancient Realm, no one had ever seen Xiao Tianyu. Since he could enter the Primordial Ancient Realm, did they even need to guess his cultivation?
He knew Ye Qingcheng, and they had just kissed. Xiao Tianyu very likely came from the same place as Ye Qingcheng—the Desolate Land Immortal Realm. Since he came from such a tiny Immortal Realm, what was there to fear?
"I don’t care who you are. Since you chose to stand out, then stay here. We don’t mind one more corpse lying around!" At this moment, a cold snort came from within the crowd as a young man spoke.
This youth was He Mian, ranked eleventh on the Desolate Ranking.
Originally, Ye Qingcheng had already been taken down. Not only did Xiao Tianyu’s appearance ruin that, he actually dared to boast so shamelessly. Since that was the case, they didn’t mind one more dead body here.
Xiao Jiu looked at He Mian with sorrow. Others didn’t know how strong Xiao Tianyu was, but Xiao Jiu did—at least Immortal Emperor level. A mere Martial King like He Mian wasn’t even enough for a single slap.
Sure enough, before He Mian’s voice had even fallen, Xiao Tianyu made his move. The moment he struck, his suppressive force came crashing down. Immediately, He Mian sensed an endless power pressing down on him, leaving him with no room to fight back.
Boom~
The great palm descended, and He Mian’s body directly turned into a cloud of blood mist, dying without a corpse left behind.
Every time Xiao Tianyu took action, it was a sure kill.
Seeing He Mian, ranked eleventh on the Desolate Ranking, be suppressed and killed by Xiao Tianyu, the void fell into utter silence for a time. Xuan Yue and the others looked at that domineering figure and trembled slightly. He seemed even stronger than Ye Qingcheng.
Right after, Xiao Tianyu’s body slowly rose into the air, his gaze sweeping over the seven great sects, including the Martial Emperors.
He said coldly, "For a mere Saint’s Inheritance, you would use such despicable methods, is that it? Since so, your seven great sects shall disappear from the Desolate Ancient Realm from today onward."
Xiao Tianyu’s voice rolled like thunder, shaking heaven and earth. If these Immortal Kings had defeated Ye Qingcheng in a one-on-one battle, Xiao Tianyu might have had nothing to say. But a joint siege—naturally he was enraged to the extreme.
His words shook everyone’s hearts. One after another, they stared in shock at Xiao Tianyu’s domineering figure.
The seven great sects, to disappear from the Primordial Ancient Realm from today onward?
Did this mean he didn’t even put the several Immortal Emperors of the Primordial Ancient Realm in his eyes?
"Arrogant beyond measure!" Yang Qian gave a cold snort. The Ancient Bell let out a long, resonant hum, and an endless Power of Sound Waves swept toward Xiao Tianyu, annihilating all in its path. Immediately after, the Ancient Bell roared into the sky, its tolling shaking heaven and earth.
Xiao Tianyu slapped out with one palm. Rumble~ A thunderous boom rang out. Bang, bang~ Cracks spread across the Ancient Bell, and it shattered into fragments. This was a Divine Weapon, yet it still couldn’t withstand a single palm from Xiao Tianyu.
Seeing this, Yang Qian was terrified.
Even his Divine Weapon had been smashed to pieces with a single slap; how could he be a match for this man?
He, Yang Qian, ranked first on the Desolate Ranking, had never felt such immense pressure in his life.
He cried out in fear, "Who are you!"
"The dead have no right to know who I am." As his voice fell, Xiao Tianyu stepped out once, his aura directly enveloping Yang Qian. Under that oppressive might, even those Immortal Emperors felt a trace of threat.
"No..." Yang Qian roared in fury, unwilling. He was first on the Desolate Ranking, with limitless prospects. He refused to die like this. But in the face of Xiao Tianyu’s one step of might, could he still live?
Bang~
The next second, under the gaze of all, Yang Qian’s body abruptly turned into a cloud of blood mist, dissolving between heaven and earth.
The Desolate Ranking’s number one, Yang Qian, fell in a single step.
So strong!
Yang Qian’s death made the hearts of everyone on the ranking go ice-cold. From that single step of Xiao Tianyu’s, they all felt an extremely intense sense of threat.
At this moment, the Immortal Emperors of the seven great sects also furrowed their brows slightly.
The Celestial Sect’s Sect Leader spoke, "Who exactly are you, sir?"
"I already said, the dead have no right to know who I am." Xiao Tianyu repeated the same line. Even when facing the Sect Leader Zhetian, he was still like this, which greatly surprised many people.
Zhetian, Sect Leader of the Celestial Sect, at the Immortal Emperor realm, one of the nine greatest powerhouses in the Primordial Ancient Realm.
And tonight, in this Primordial Ancient Realm, someone actually spoke to him, saying, "The dead have no right to know who I am."
These words sounded like a judgment... and were they not also sheer arrogance?
Hm?
Zhetian’s brows knit slightly, a bit surprised. In the Desolate Ancient Realm, no one had ever dared speak to him like this. Today, his eyes were opened. Then, under the gaze of everyone’s eyes, Zhetian slowly rose into the air. The might of an Immortal Emperor spread out, suppressing all.
He stared at Xiao Tianyu and said, "Arrogant beyond measure!"
Dong~
Xiao Tianyu’s response was still a single step. This step carried an even greater momentum than before. In the sky above, a bottomless vortex had already formed, devouring everything. Even the strongest Immortal Emperor of the Desolate Ancient Realm could not withstand it.
The oppressive might of this step was too strong, surpassing everything.
In an instant, Zhetian’s face turned deathly pale, clearly affected. "Who on earth are you!"
Bang~
Before Zhetian’s words had even finished, his body exploded apart, blood raining down, ending just like Yang Qian—dead without a corpse.
In the Primordial Ancient Realm, one of the nine Immortal Emperors, Zhetian, had fallen.
And his fall also came from a single step.
Shocking.
Terrifying.
Frightening.
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