61: Chapter 61 The Five Emperors Appear, Protecting Their Families with Overbearing Power!

An Elder in silver robes stood within the Void Realm.

His Quasi-Emperor pressure was like a tsunami, overwhelming and sweeping across the entire Flying Ship.

Wang Hong bore the brunt of it, feeling as if a hundred thousand great mountains were pressing down on him.

The bones throughout his body emitted crisp creaking sounds, and cold sweat instantly drenched his robes.

Facing such humiliation, Wang Hong's face turned beet red.

He knew very well that the gap between a Peak Saint King and a Quasi-Emperor was like a natural chasm.

The disparity in strength was right there; he was indeed no match for a Quasi-Emperor.

But even so, he did not retreat a single step. Instead, he spoke dominantly:

"Yaoguang Holy Land! Are you trying to start a war with my Heavenly Profound Holy Land!"

Facing the rebuke, the silver-robed Elder didn't take Wang Hong to heart at all.

He looked down at the Flying Ship below, his tone as contemptuous as a blade:

"Heh, ants!"

"What do you think you are? You think you're worthy of using the Heavenly Profound Holy Land to pressure this old man?"

The six Saint Elders behind him followed with cold sneers, their eyes filled with mockery as they looked at everyone on the ship.

In their eyes, this was nothing more than a suspense-free crushing.

The silver-robed Elder raised his hand, spreading his five fingers.

Instantly, a silver palm several hundred feet wide condensed in the void.

The violent spiritual power caused the surrounding space to collapse directly.

Fierce winds tore at the formation patterns on the deck.

The target was aimed directly at Lin Yi, who stood at the bow of the ship.

"You killed the successor of our Yaoguang Holy Land's Source Heaven Master, did you think you could leave unscathed?"

"Come back to the Yaoguang Punishment Hall with this old man to answer for your crimes!"

Just as the giant silver hand was about to fall.

Wang Hong moved.

He endured the pressure that was nearly crushing his internal organs.

Forcing himself to take a step forward, he firmly shielded Lin Yi behind him.

This was the bottom line personally set by the Holy Lord before they left.

Even if he died, he could not allow a single hair on Lin Yi's head to be harmed!

The blood and Qi within Wang Hong's body began to flow in reverse, his eyes turned blood-red, and his Meridians bulged.

He was actually igniting his Saint King Origin.

He intended to use self-detonation to stall this Quasi-Emperor.

He looked back at Lin Yi, his gaze resolute: "Saint, leave quickly!"

Chu Wanqing, Shen Qingyue, Su Yuxi, and the others clenched their fists, their faces full of anxiety, yet they were completely unable to intervene.

Just as Wang Hong's fire of Origin was about to explode.

A powerful hand rested on his shoulder.

It forcefully suppressed that mass of violent Origin back down.

Lin Yi walked to his side, looked up at the silver-robed Elder in the sky, and said calmly:

"Elder Wang, there's no need to rush. It's not our turn to risk our lives yet."

As soon as he finished speaking.

A sudden clap of thunder exploded across the heavens!

The space that had been sealed by silver spiritual power shattered with a bang.

A voice descended boldly from the sky without any warning.

"What arrogant words!"

This voice appeared without any sign.

But the pressure it brought caused everyone's hearts to tighten suddenly.

The silver-robed Elder's pupils contracted sharply.

Because he felt it.

An aura more than a notch stronger than his own was pressing down from the depths of the void.

It wasn't just one.

It was several!

He looked up abruptly above the clouds.

The figure of Holy Lord of Tianxuan, Zhou Qing, was the first to emerge.

He stood high in the sky with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Immediately after.

Luo Qinghan's figure appeared beside Zhou Qing, her white clothes like snow, her expression cold.

Invisible Sword Intent radiated from her, slicing the space for hundreds of miles around into fragments.

Then, the Second Peak's Peak Master Peak Master Jiang Qiyue and two other Peak Masters appeared one after another.

Five figures stood side by side, five Quasi-Emperor level auras blooming simultaneously.

Instantly, they crushed the silver-robed Elder's pressure.

The heavens and earth changed color.

Wind and clouds gathered.

Under this terrifying pressure, the void emitted creaking sounds of shattering.

Five pillars of Qi that reached the heavens dyed the entire sky a faint gold.

The silver-robed Elder's face turned pale instantly.

The six Saint Elders behind him couldn't even stand steadily, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

One Quasi-Emperor, he wasn't afraid of.

Two, he could still manage.

But a full five Quasi-Emperors?

And one of them was Luo Qinghan, who had injured his fellow Junior Brother with just a flick of her finger from across the void?

Even if his brain were full of water, he knew he couldn't afford to provoke them.

If he couldn't provoke them, then he had to find a way to slip away!

Zhou Qing looked down at the silver-robed Elder, his tone unhurried yet carrying an unquestionable majesty:

"Ant from Yaoguang, are you here seeking death? Or do you think my Heavenly Profound Holy Land has no one left?"

"What a coincidence, this seat just happened to be passing by. If you want to die, I can send you on your way!"

Hearing this, the silver-robed Elder's chest heaved violently; he only wanted to turn and run.

But the surrounding space had long been locked tight by the auras of the Five Emperors; even moving an inch was exceptionally difficult.

Passing by?

Five Quasi-Emperors passing by together?

Who would believe that?

Zhou Qing didn't wait for his response and continued.

"Regarding the matter of the Taichu Ancient Mine, Ye Chen was the first to provoke, and his fall was due to inferior skill."

"If your Yaoguang Holy Land feels unsatisfied, you can have your Sect Leader personally come to Heavenly Profound Holy Land to demand an explanation."

"This seat will be waiting at any time."

As he spoke, Zhou Qing paused, his tone suddenly turning ice-cold.

"But if you dare to touch a single hair of my Heavenly Profound Holy Land's Disciples in secret."

"The consequences will be more than you can bear!"

As his voice fell.

The Quasi-Emperor Dao Rhyme within Zhou Qing's body vibrated outward.

Suddenly, the silver-robed Elder's ears buzzed, and the blood and Qi throughout his body churned uncontrollably.

Cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

The six Saint Elders behind him were even worse off.

Two of them directly dropped to one knee.

It wasn't that they wanted to kneel.

But their legs had gone soft, and they had no choice but to kneel!

Luo Qinghan hadn't spoken from beginning to end.

She merely glanced at the silver-robed Elder, and a longsword condensed purely from the power of Dao laws appeared in her hand.

The sword light flashed without a sound.

The silver-robed Elder only felt a chill in his right arm, and his entire arm actually severed at the root, Quasi-Emperor blood splattering across the sky.

He didn't even dare to let out a groan; the piercing pain made his whole body tremble.

"You dare to touch my Disciple? You must be tired of living!"

Luo Qinghan's voice was ice-cold, without the slightest ripple, yet it caused a surge of despair to rise from the depths of the silver-robed Elder's heart.

He knew he had truly kicked a steel plate today.

This wasn't a setup for reasoning; they were here to take his life.

"A misunderstanding, today's matter is a misunderstanding!"

The silver-robed Elder endured the intense pain, no longer possessing any of his previous arrogance.

He gritted his teeth and roared without looking back:

"Retreat!"

After saying that, he didn't even bother to pick up his severed arm.

He directly burned his essence blood to forcibly tear open the void, diving into the rift and disappearing in a wretched state.

Seeing their leader flee, the six Saint Elders scrambled even more frantically to dive into the rift.

They didn't even dare to leave a single threatening word.

In the blink of an eye, the seven figures vanished completely.

Xu Chen slumped on the deck, gasping for breath.

"My god, the Holy Lord and Peak Master Luo's speeches..."

He wiped away his sweat and looked back at the five figures in the sky, his eyes full of stars.

"This is just too dominant!"

Su Yuxi looked at Lin Yi, her gaze containing some indescribable emotions.

This man, no matter how great a crisis he encountered, was not flustered in the slightest.

He was always the most composed one!

His invincible aura was fully displayed, handsome to the extreme!

It made her little heart go pit-a-pat!