116: Chapter 116 A Powerful Entrance, Zhou Qing Protects His Own!

Wang Lie gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulging.

"Lin Yi!"

"Don't you be so arrogant!"

"This Emperor Son will surely slay you today!"

Lin Yi raised his hand and delivered another slap.

"Slay my ass!"

Boom!

Wang Lie was sent flying sideways, half of his face split open, and blood sprayed wildly from his mouth.

The group of Wang Family Cultivators outside the Ancestral Hall were completely dumbfounded.

This was the True Emperor Son that the Wang Family had kept hidden away all this time.

Yet, the moment he faced Lin Yi head-on, he was being suppressed and beaten.

There was no back-and-forth.

No pulling or tugging.

Just a pure beatdown.

With her hair disheveled, Chu Ningshuang lunged out from the black mist once more.

She had already gone mad, wanting only to fight Lin Yi to the death.

Without even turning his head, Lin Yi threw a backhand punch.

A section of Chu Ningshuang's chest collapsed, and she was sent flying again, leaving a trail of blood in her wake.

"You think you're worthy of interfering?"

"Get lost!"

Chu Wanqing's eyes lit up as she watched.

The pent-up frustration that had been weighing on her chest earlier was now completely dissipated.

She clenched her fists, unable to suppress the curl of her lips.

"Well hit."

Su Yuxi said softly, "He's still holding back."

Shen Qingyue nodded.

"These two can't even force out fifty percent of his strength."

They could see clearly.

Lin Yi wasn't being serious at all.

Right now, Lin Yi was more like he was dismantling them.

First, dismantling Wang Lie's arrogance.

Then, dismantling Chu Ningshuang's life.

On the other side, Chu Chengdao had completely suppressed the scene.

The Nine Extremes Abyss Suppression Array suppressed the four directions.

With a single war spear, he forced Chu Wanjun to retreat repeatedly.

Just as the three Peak Quasi-Emperors from the Wang Family tried to approach, the Fourth Elder and the others combined their strength to activate the Formation Flags, directly pushing them back.

Chu Wanjun roared as he sacrificed his life Magical Artifact.

Chu Chengdao thrust his spear, piercing through the Magical Artifact on the spot.

The spear's light pressed down, tearing a massive bloody wound on Chu Wanjun's shoulder.

Chu Wanjun let out a miserable scream as half of his body was mangled.

He finally panicked.

Truly panicked.

He had originally thought that by joining forces with the Wang Family, he could take down Chu Chengdao in one fell swoop.

But in the end, he was the one being cornered and killed.

Inside and outside the Ancestral Hall, countless Chu Family members were all stunned.

This great battle was completely different from what they had envisioned.

They thought Chu Chengdao's lineage would be driven to a dead end.

Instead, in the blink of an eye, it was Chu Wanjun's lineage that suffered heavy casualties.

They thought Wang Lie's emergence would suppress everyone.

Yet, even with Chu Ningshuang's help, he was still beaten by Lin Yi until he couldn't even lift his head.

Those were two Prodigies with Emperor-potential.

One True Emperor Son.

One Pseudo-Emperor Physique.

Together, they couldn't even touch the hem of Lin Yi's clothes.

This was no longer a competition between peers.

This was clearly teaching them a lesson, like handling small chicks!

Wang Lie's hair was messy, and his chest was covered in blood.

He was enraged to the extreme; his Origin burned frantically, the Ancient Emperor Saint Runes lit up again, and his aura surged upward violently.

"Lin Yi!"

"I don't believe you can truly be invincible!"

After roaring, he forced himself to throw another punch.

Chu Ningshuang also rushed out from the ruins, the black Qi around her chaotic, her face filled with ferocity.

The two of them pressed forward simultaneously from the left and right.

Lin Yi stood in place, not even bothering to move.

Only when the two reached him did he raise both hands.

His left hand hooked out, catching Wang Lie's punch.

His right hand swung, directly grabbing Chu Ningshuang by the throat.

Wang Lie's expression changed instantly.

Chu Ningshuang's throat tightened even more, unable to even let out a scream.

Standing in the center of his Domain, Lin Yi suppressed Wang Lie with one hand and held Chu Ningshuang with the other, his expression frighteningly cold.

"You two wastes."

"After fighting for so long, this is all you have to show This Holy Son?"

After he finished speaking, his left arm jolted.

Wang Lie's entire arm let out a series of explosions, directly shattered and dripping with blood.

With a casual swing of his right hand.

Chu Ningshuang was once again smashed into the ground; the floor tiles exploded, and a wave of dust surged over ten meters high.

For the first time, Wang Lie retreated.

Not being knocked back.

But retreating of his own accord.

As he took that step back, he himself froze for a moment.

Because he suddenly understood one thing.

If he continued to fight, he would truly die.

Right at that moment.

Deep in the high sky, several heavily suppressed auras suddenly stirred slightly.

Lin Yi looked up.

Boom!

Three large rifts tore open in the sky.

A giant hand pressed down first.

The handprint was dark and heavy, carrying Quasi-Emperor Laws, and its target wasn't just Lin Yi.

It also covered Chu Chengdao and the entire Ancestral Hall.

This move was clearly not meant for rescue.

It was to silence everyone.

It was flipping the table.

Many people in the Chu Family changed their expressions on the spot.

The three Wang Family Quasi-Emperors who appeared earlier were already terrifying enough.

Now, the Void Realm split again, and three more people actually stepped out.

The man in the lead was none other than Wang Shuo.

Killing intent was on his face, and a cold sneer hung on his lips.

Behind him followed two Gray-robed Elder.

The two said nothing, but upon landing, they suppressed both sides of the Ancestral Hall.

Six Quasi-Emperors from the Wang Family.

Plus Chu Wanjun.

The situation on the field instantly turned into seven against five.

Those who had been shrinking their necks just now found their breathing becoming erratic.

Wang Lie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his chest puffing out instantly.

"Father!"

Chu Ningshuang even laughed out loud like a madwoman.

"Lin Yi, go ahead and keep being arrogant."

"Didn't you want to kill me?"

"Come on!"

Lin Yi didn't bother to pay attention to this clown.

He only stared at the descending giant hand.

"Old dog."

"You certainly know how to pick your timing."

"When the young can't win, the old step in."

"The Wang Family has certainly made it clear how little shame they have."

Wang Shuo's face twitched, his voice deepening.

"Brat, you're facing death and you still dare to be stubborn."

"Today, this old man will first slaughter you, then settle accounts with your Revered Master."

As his voice fell, the palm print sank another three points.

Large sections of the Ancestral Hall's stone bricks crumbled.

Chu Wanqing's face turned pale; just as she was about to rush over, Shen Qingyue reached out and held her back.

"Don't move yet."

Su Yuxi also looked up at the sky.

"Someone is coming!"

Just as she said that.

High in the sky, another aura crashed directly into them.

Not to block.

But to tear.

Rippp!

That Quasi-Emperor giant hand was sliced open from the middle by a ray of white light.

Just as the palm print split, a slender hand reached out from the side and pressed down gently.

Bang!

Wang Shuo's killing move exploded on the spot.

Before the aftershocks could dissipate, a white-robed figure had already landed in mid-air.

Her robes fluttered.

Her expression was cold.

It was Luo Qinghan.

She stood there without any extra movement, her Peak Quasi-Emperor presence filling the entire sky.

"Wang Shuo."

"Haven't you had enough of a beating last time?"

"Your old life is truly worthless."

Wang Shuo's face instantly darkened.

"Luo Qinghan!"

"You certainly came quickly!"

Luo Qinghan didn't bother to acknowledge him.

She turned her head to glance at Lin Yi, and seeing him standing safely, her expression softened slightly.

Lin Yi gave her a smile.

"Revered Master, you came just in time."

"These old dogs just popped their heads out."

Luo Qinghan spoke indifferently.

"Then none of them should bother going back."

Just as she finished speaking.

On the other side of the Void Realm, ripples rose again.

Golden Dao Sigils spread out layer by layer.

A tall figure stepped out, and with every step he took, the heavens and earth shook.

Zhou Qing had arrived.

The Dominator of Heavenly Profound Holy Land had arrived in person.

He stood beside Luo Qinghan, his gaze sweeping across the faces of the seven Wang Family Quasi-Emperors one by one, his voice cold and hard.

"To touch This Holy Son of my Holy Land."

"Who gave you the nerve!"

"Today, whoever dares to take another step forward, This Seat will slay them!"