141: Chapter 141 Annihilation, the Li Family's Fury

"Master, I will hold them off, you must leave quickly..."

Qin Wushuang felt himself enveloped by a dozen intense killing Auras. His expression changed as his Battle Intent transformed into surging crimson-gold flames.

He took a step forward, blocking Han Ming, his expression grave.

"Hmph, you want to leave? Did you ask me? Make it quick."

The leader of the black-clad men let out a cold snort. With a wave of his hand, a giant flame sword instantly condensed within his Domain and struck toward Han Ming.

The other black-clad men were not to be outdone.

Some formed a circle on the perimeter, standing at the ready to prevent Han Ming and Qin Wushuang from escaping, while also guarding against any sudden sneak attacks.

Others coordinated with the leader to pin down Qin Wushuang. With such clear division of labor, it was obvious this was a pre-planned tactic.

The giant flame sword tore through the air, instantly reaching Han Ming.

Qin Wushuang was tied down by another Peak Martial Emperor and was in a precarious situation himself, unable to spare a hand to help.

"Master, no..."

Seeing that the giant flame sword was about to pierce through Han Ming's body, Qin Wushuang was incensed, his Battle Intent burning wildly.

"Hmph, since you are seeking death, I will send you on your way."

Han Ming's expression remained as calm as ever. The moment the giant sword reached him, he let out a cold snort, raised his right hand, and pointed a finger imbued with Ice Essence.

"Boom!"

The giant flame sword was instantly frozen, and then, with a loud bang, it shattered into pieces.

"What?"

The black-clad man's jaw dropped in shock.

His strike, in which he had been so confident, was actually blocked so easily?

That was a strike capable of killing an ordinary Martial Emperor in seconds! And it was blocked by a Peak Martial King?

The others were no better off; they stared blankly at Han Ming, all thinking they had misseen.

They had completely failed to notice the fleeting power of the Profound Truth at Han Ming's fingertip just now.

"Boom—"

However, Han Ming did not give them time to be shocked. His Aura as a Four-Star Martial Emperor erupted violently.

His Domain, interwoven with nine types of True Intent, expanded instantly, shrouding everyone within it.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A series of explosions rang out. In an instant, the Domains of those black-clad men were crushed to pieces by the Domain Han Ming had expanded.

"Pfft..."

With their Domains broken, several Martial Emperor experts spat out mouthfuls of blood, their faces turning deathly pale.

"Not good, he was hiding his strength! Run!"

The leader of the black-clad men felt Han Ming's powerful Aura. Before he could even wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted.

As he spoke, his figure retreated violently, trying to dash out of the range of Han Ming's Domain.

The others also scrambled to charge outward.

"Hmph, you want to leave? Stay here!"

Han Ming let out a cold snort, a flash of killing intent in his eyes. Regardless of who these people were, they had to die today.

With a wave of his hand, countless Flying Swords instantly condensed within his Domain, suspended densely in mid-air, completely sealing off the space for several miles around.

A rain of swords poured down, as dense as a torrential storm. Every long sword contained the Perfection of the Will of Metal and Sword Intent.

"No—"

The leader of the black-clad men screamed in terror, doing his utmost to activate his Domain in an attempt to defend, but his Domain was like paper before Han Ming's.

Dozens of long swords pierced his body, blood exploded in the air, and his corpse fell from the sky.

The other black-clad men had nowhere to run either. The rain of swords covered every inch of space, and screams rose one after another as they fell from the sky one by one.

Qin Wushuang stood where he was, watching this scene, completely stunned.

This... is this the cheap Master I took on?

Isn't he a Peak Martial King?

How is he now displaying the strength of a Four-Star Martial Emperor?

And he kills Peak Martial Emperors like slaughtering dogs.

Just how strong is he?

"Damn, this Han Chunming is hiding so much! He's actually a Martial Emperor expert? And a Four-Star Martial Emperor killing a Peak Martial Emperor in reverse?"

"Yeah! And look at the Domain he released; it contains at least nine types of True Intent. Killing a Peak Martial Emperor like a dog—he's simply a Prodigy."

It wasn't just Qin Wushuang who was stunned; the onlookers in the distance were the same.

The middle-aged man hiding in the shadows who had originally wanted to profit as a third party was trembling, desperately trying to hide himself, terrified of being discovered by Han Ming.

But things are often so strange; what you fear is what comes to pass.

"Come out!"

Han Ming looked toward the place where the middle-aged man was hiding and said calmly.

The sinister middle-aged man was still hiding tightly, not daring to move, cold sweat already breaking out on his forehead.

He was gambling—gambling that Han Ming had not discovered him and was just bluffing.

After all, he had hunted down Qin Wushuang. Once he appeared, his identity as a Blood Demon would be exposed, and he would surely die.

However, he did not know that Han Ming, who had cultivated the Ten Thousand Dao Scripture, had a strong sense for Blood Demons.

He had long since discovered that there were people from the Blood Demon Alliance nearby.

"Hmph, since you won't come out, then you don't need to come out."

Han Ming couldn't be bothered to say more; in any case, people from the Blood Demon Alliance all deserved to die.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a golden long spear instantly condensed, tearing through the air as it shot toward the place where the man was hiding.

"Wait..."

The man felt a breath of death rapidly approaching and screamed in terror, while simultaneously forming layers of defense around his body with his Domain.

The onlookers nearby saw this scene and scattered.

They thought Han Ming had gone on a killing spree and wouldn't even spare the bystanders.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

But Han Ming paid no attention to his screams. The golden long spear, carrying an unstoppable momentum, pierced through layers of defense right before the man's terrified eyes, directly impaling his chest.

In an instant, the man was dead as a doornail. His head transformed into that of a wolf, his eyes wide open, looking as if he had died with deep resentment.

"Phew... so it was a Blood Demon, no wonder."

The onlookers in the distance saw the change in the man's head and breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, they were surprised: how did Han Ming distinguish that the man was a Blood Demon?

You must know that without some special Cultivation Technique, Blood Demons are generally very difficult to discover when they are hiding.

"Let's go!"

Han Ming glanced at the somewhat dazed Qin Wushuang beside him and continued flying toward Modu.

Soon, the news that Han Chunming had hidden his strength and killed a Peak Martial Emperor Martial Artist was spread by the onlookers.

It instantly caused an uproar at the Ten Thousand Monster Ridge Pass.

"What? Han Chunming is a Four-Star Martial Emperor expert? And has comprehended at least nine types of True Intent? Killing a Peak Martial Emperor in reverse?"

"A Martial Emperor in his twenties, how is that possible?"

Immediately, sounds of shock and disbelief were incessant.

In an instant, Han Chunming's name resounded throughout the entire Ten Thousand Monster Ridge Pass and began to spread to the nearby base cities.

At the same time, the Li Family also received the news.

"Boom!"

In the Li Family's council hall, Patriarch Li Beicang angrily smashed the table in front of him to smithereens once again.

"Bastards, damn the Han Family, damn Han Chunming, to think he was hiding so deeply."

Patriarch Li Beicang's expression was gloomy, and he spoke through gritted teeth.

Their Li Family had lost over a dozen experts in one fell swoop, including two Peak Martial Emperors, which made his heart ache unbearably.

Although their Li Family was large and wealthy, it was not easy to Cultivate two Peak Martial Emperors.

How could he not feel the pain?

"Big Brother, let me go! This Han Chunming must not be left alive."

At this moment, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties stood out, a flash of intense killing intent in his eyes.

His name was Li Beishan, Patriarch Li Beicang's second younger brother, with the strength of a Five-Star Martial Saint.

Given Han Chunming's talent, he would definitely be a major threat to the Li Family in the future; they must spare no cost to strangle him in the cradle.

A twenty-something-year-old Four-Star Martial Emperor who had comprehended no less than nine types of True Intent—such a Prodigy was even stronger than Teacher Xue Muhan of Modu Martial Arts University.

Comparable to the strongest person in the Great Xia Alliance, the Divine Venerable Wuji, how could they not be terrified?