249: Make an example of him! The quasi-emperor sheds blood!

Ye Linghan's voice was very soft and gentle, even carrying a hint of a lazy smile.

But in the ears of the three Quasi-Emperor Ancestors, it was no different from the divine thunder of the Nine Heavens exploding deep within their Divine Souls!

No Face given!

Not even a shred of Face was given!

This mysterious high-stage Great Emperor had completely ignored the joint plea of the three Quasi-Emperors, hell-bent on putting Ji Daoyan to death!

"Senior, you mustn't!"

The First Old Ancestor, Ji Xuan, underwent a drastic change in expression. No longer caring for etiquette, he instinctively moved to intervene.

No matter what, Ji Daoyan was a Quasi-Emperor of the Great Xia Imperial Clan and one of the Divine Dynasty's top combatants!

If he were to be obliterated right in front of the assembled civil and military officials, where would the Great Xia Imperial Clan's Face go?

However...

Just as the thought arose, an Imperial Might ten times more terrifying than before pressed down on the three of them like an invisible Primordial Divine Mountain!

*Pfft!*

*Pfft!*

*Pfft!*

The three Quasi-Emperor Ancestors, who were powerful enough to command the wind and rain and suppress an entire region in the outside world, were unable to put up even a shred of resistance at this moment. They all spat out a mouthful of blood, their Faces turning as pale as paper!

The three of them were like being held down firmly by three invisible giant hands. Forget about intervening; even moving a single finger had become a pipe dream!

At this moment, only endless shock and... bitterness remained in their hearts.

The gap!

This was the gap between a Quasi-Emperor and a Great Emperor, like an insurmountable chasm!

In front of a true Great Emperor, their so-called Quasi-Emperor cultivation was simply a joke!

Meanwhile, Su Chen was watching the show with great interest from the side.

[Wow, a massive scene of showing off.]

[This Crazy Woman is still so overbearing and unreasonable. I like it!]

[The three Quasi-Emperor geezers combined are like three little chicks in front of her. Tsk tsk, this strength is top-notch.]

[Thank goodness, thank goodness she came back. Otherwise, my yellow springs demonic sword would have truly gone down the drain. Just thinking about it makes my heart ache.]

While Su Chen was happily calculating how much money he had saved in his heart, he sized up the three Quasi-Emperor Ancestors, whose expressions were uglier than if their fathers had died, with the look of someone watching a play.

Ye Linghan completely ignored the three "juniors" she had suppressed.

Her slender, jade-like finger had already pointed out.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena, nor was there any world-destroying power.

That finger simply tapped lightly on the center of Ji Daoyan's brow.

Time seemed to stretch infinitely at this moment.

Everyone saw it.

Ji Daoyan's old Face, twisted by fear, suddenly froze the moment it was touched by the finger.

The fear, despair, and unwillingness in his eyes—all emotions completely solidified at this moment.

And then...

Starting from the center of his brow, his body turned into the finest ash, inch by inch.

First the head, then the neck, chest, limbs... the entire process was silent.

Like a statue weathered for billions of years, quietly dissipating under a gentle breeze.

Not a drop of blood, not a single scream.

Even a trace of Divine Soul fluctuation did not escape.

He was completely erased from this world, just like that, clean and thorough.

As if he had never existed.

When the last speck of ash dissipated into the air...

...the terrifying Imperial Might within the Qiankun Hall, capable of crushing through the ages, also slowly receded.

Dead silence.

A silence so profound that one could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Their mouths hung open, eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, as they stared blankly at the spot where Ji Daoyan had been.

Gone.

An Imperial Ancestor who had lived for a hundred thousand years, with a cultivation as high as the Fifth Heaven of the Quasi-Emperor realm...

...was just gone?

Erased with a casual tap of a finger by that bewitching woman?

This scene completely shattered the understanding of everyone present.

They felt as if their worldviews were being rubbed against the ground repeatedly!

What the hell kind of level of power was this?!

Is this... a Great Emperor?!

Killing a Quasi-Emperor like slaughtering a dog!

If the Great Emperor of the Jiuli Divine Dynasty were to personally attack? Then what's the point of fighting? Just surrender already!

The three Quasi-Emperor Ancestors who had narrowly escaped were now even paler, their bodies soaked in cold sweat as if they had just been fished out of water.

They looked at where Ji Daoyan had vanished, their eyes filled with the relief of survivors and... a fear that went deep into their bones.

They knew that if they had said one more word of nonsense or made any other disrespectful move...

...then the ones turned to ash would not have been one, but four.

In the midst of this dead silence, Ye Linghan slowly withdrew her finger.

She acted as if she had done something trivial, her Face even carrying a hint of... lingering laziness.

She turned around and refocused her gaze on Su Chen, who had been standing behind her all along, watching the show with an innocent expression.

She reached out and intimately linked arms with Su Chen again, pulling him closer to her chest with a gesture full of overbearing possessiveness.

Only then did she raise her eyes, sweeping an aggressive gaze toward the stunning Empress on the Dragon Throne, who had remained silent throughout but whose expression kept shifting.

"Ji Hongxue."

Ye Linghan's voice rang out again, breaking the suffocating silence.

This time, her voice carried a hint of cold condemnation!