83: Chapter 83 The Six Emperors Destroyed, Ancestral Land in Peril! (2)

Qin Xiaogan's figure was like lightning, appearing instantly before Emperor Zuo.

Before Emperor Zuo could react, Qin Xiaogan's palm had already pierced through his chest like a sharp blade.

"So... so fast."

Emperor Zuo widened his eyes in terror, his eyeballs seemingly about to pop out of their sockets.

A spurt of crimson blood erupted from his mouth like a blood arrow, splashing into the air.

That blood appeared exceptionally glaring under the sunset's afterglow.

Qin Xiaogan gave a forceful flick, and Emperor Zuo's body flew away like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily into the ground in the distance and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Emperor Zuo struggled arduously on the ground, his regret beyond measure.

The remaining Emperors saw this scene, their hearts trembling suddenly, and cold sweat instantly soaked their backs.

"This strength... killing an Emperor is like killing a chicken."

"I'm afraid even the Flame Emperor couldn't do this."

Qin Xiaogan watched all this indifferently, his eyes filled with apathy.

He slowly turned his head to look at the remaining five Emperors, that cold gaze causing a chill to rise from the depths of their hearts.

"Who is next?"

Qin Xiaogan's voice was low and hoarse, as if it were a verdict from hell.

Hearing this, the other five Emperors exchanged glances.

They saw determination in each other's eyes.

Immediately after, they attacked Qin Xiaogan one after another.

A cold sneer curled the corner of Qin Xiaogan's mouth; his figure flashed, avoiding the attacks like a phantom.

Subsequently, his right hand slowly gripped the void, and a kitchen knife shimmering with cold light suddenly appeared in his hand.

The kitchen knife exuded a chilling aura, as if it could sever everything in the world.

Then, Qin Xiaogan gripped the kitchen knife tightly and swung it backhanded.

The immense power drove the kitchen knife through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

It directly sent one of the Emperors flying hundreds of meters like a cannonball, his body tracing an arc in the air before slamming heavily into the city wall.

The massive impact caused his body to embed deeply into it, the wall bricks cracking and debris scattering everywhere.

This Emperor didn't even have time to let out a scream before dying on the spot.

His eyes were wide open, his face still bearing the terror and despair from before his death.

"Ghost Emperor!!" Emperor Bing's eyes were filled with rage.

His eyes were blood-red, like two fireballs burning with raging flames, staring fixedly at Qin Xiaogan.

Meanwhile, Emperor Zuo, who was struggling for his last breath on the ground, also saw this scene.

The sorrow and regret in his heart were like snowflakes filling the sky, fluttering down.

He clutched his blood-drenched chest tightly, his body trembling violently from the pain.

"Brother Ghost... it was I who harmed you."

"It was I who harmed Great Zhou..."

At this moment, the remaining Emperors were filled with bottomless despair.

One of the Emperors was completely crushed by this bone-deep despair.

His eyes were panicked as he fled toward the horizon in a sorry state, screaming frantically.

"I cannot die! I cannot die! Great Zhou cannot be without me."

The voice was shrill and harsh, filled with endless panic and unwillingness.

But Qin Xiaogan did not give him any chance.

He moved his hands, and dark energy gathered in his hands into a terrifying vortex.

The Emperor who had already escaped Linan City originally thought he had escaped danger, a trace of relief at having survived just appearing on his face.

However, in the blink of an eye, he was rapidly pulled back by the vortex's irresistible suction.

"Snap!"

Qin Xiaogan swiftly raised the kitchen knife, and with a clean strike, severed the Emperor's head.

The speed was so fast that no one could react in time.

The head rolled onto the ground, its face still bearing the expression of terror and despair.

Qin Xiaogan casually flicked the blood off the kitchen knife and turned to look at the remaining Emperors.

At this moment, Emperor Bing's expression was stiff, as if frozen.

He did not expect that the Luowen Emperor, always known for his composure in the team, would be the first to break down at this life-or-death moment.

Emperor Bing gritted his teeth hard, his eyes wide, and said in a deep voice to the remaining two Emperors.

"You two split up and escape back to the imperial capital; I will hold him off."

His words were like a heavy boulder, smashing into everyone's hearts.

The two Emperors exchanged glances, and in this brief moment, they both saw bone-deep sorrow in each other's eyes.

Subsequently, the two Emperors did not hesitate and quickly mobilized all the energy within their bodies.

In an instant, they turned into a brilliant golden light, rushing toward the imperial city like a meteor streaking across the sky.

They knew what Emperor Bing wanted to do.

For an Emperor to hold off the Demon Emperor, there was only one way.

Unless...

"Bang!!"

"Boom!"

This loud noise was like countless stars exploding simultaneously, deafening and seemingly capable of piercing one's eardrums.

The two Emperors, who had already flown out of Linan City, had reddened eyes.

"Emperor Bing..."

Meanwhile, Qin Xiaogan, at the center of the explosion, stepped out slowly and expressionlessly, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

The raging energy storm surged around him, but it could not affect his pace in the slightest.

He gazed at the two Emperors who had already flown far away, the corner of his mouth curling slightly, a smile that made one's blood run cold.

"You really are disobedient; can't you just obediently accept death?"

After speaking.

Qin Xiaogan's figure flashed, appearing instantly before one of the Emperors.

The Emperor's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was instantly filled with astonishment.

Subsequently, his expression turned ferocious, his eyes bloodshot, and he roared.

"Great Zhou is fearless!"

[Soul Self-Destruction!]

After finishing, a blinding blue light erupted from his body, the radiance dazzling, the powerful energy fluctuations causing the surrounding space to distort.

Qin Xiaogan raised an eyebrow.

He had just lost one Emperor-level corpse.

"Still want to explode?"

"Explode your mother."

Qin Xiaogan saw the kitchen knife in his hand suddenly emit bursts of eerie light.

Immediately after, the eerie light flashed, as fast as lightning, instantly illuminating the surroundings.

A head with an expression of astonishment suddenly appeared in Qin Xiaogan's hand, its eyes still wide open, as if it could not believe that it hadn't even succeeded in self-destructing.

Afterward, Qin Xiaogan's gaze leisurely landed on the last remaining Emperor.

That gaze was deep and cold, like the cold wind of winter, piercing straight into the depths of the other's soul.

...

"I cannot fall here!"

"Damn it! Stand up! Stand up for me!!"

Emperor Zuo pounded the ground weakly, his hands bulging with veins due to extreme anger and unwillingness.

He had been reduced to a cripple by a single move from Qin Xiaogan.

"Heh."

"A cripple."

"At 16, I was already a Marquis-level powerhouse in the first stage of the recovery."

"At that time, I was infinitely glorious, destined to make Great Zhou the greatest on Blue Star."

"In the second stage, I leaped directly into the Emperor level."

"I am the youngest Emperor-level powerhouse in Great Zhou."

"The youngest Emperor-level, I was poised to ascend to Emperor!"

"Why, why did I have to encounter you?"

"Demon Emperor!!!"

Emperor Zuo struggled to utter these two words from the depths of his throat, his voice hoarse and low, carrying a monstrous hatred like a surging tide.