125: Chapter 125 The Emperor's Face?
Blood of the Emperor Realm stained the crushed stones red.
Every twitch of Baili Jiang's broken body brought forth large mouthfuls of golden blood.
He wasn't dead yet.
But he was only one final breath away from death.
Inside the Baili Family residence, there was a deathly silence.
All the clansmen and consecrated experts stared blankly at the figure falling from the clouds.
Their backbone.
Their sky.
It had collapsed.
Some people's legs gave out as they slumped to the ground, while others acted as if they had gone mad, repeatedly muttering the words "impossible" under their breath.
A thousand years of foundation and a hundred years of pride were, at this moment, completely trampled into the dust by an eighteen-year-old youth in the most overbearing and unreasonable manner.
Within Purple Dragon City, all the powerful experts watching the battle through secret techniques collectively lost their voices.
They only felt a chill rush from their spines straight to the crowns of their heads, making their scalps tingle.
A King Realm had frontally defeated a long-renowned Emperor Realm Three Stars.
This wasn't a battle!
This was a crushing defeat!
It was a living myth!
At the Qin Family residence, Admiral Qin Zhenyue gripped the armrests of his chair so tightly that clear finger marks were pressed into the hard ironwood.
He had lived for nearly two hundred years and considered himself to have seen all kinds of storms.
But the scene before him still made him feel as if his worldview was being pressed to the ground and repeatedly trampled by an invisible giant hand.
"This little fellow... just what kind of monster is he..."
In the center of the battlefield.
Lin Yuan's figure slowly descended from the sky.
He stepped onto the ruins, walking step by step toward the dying Baili Jiang.
His footsteps were very light, yet they slammed into the heart of every Baili clansman like a heavy hammer.
What was he going to do?
The answer was self-evident.
Lin Yuan was expressionless as he slowly raised his right hand.
A wisp of fire, so pitch-black it seemed capable of swallowing light, ignited silently in his palm.
Fire of Guixu.
The black fire twisted, transforming into a hideous giant maw that lunged down to devour the dying Baili Jiang on the ground!
Lin Yuan's goal was very clear.
By refining the entire origin of an Emperor Realm Three Stars, his cultivation would surely experience a leap!
To become stronger!
This was the most fundamental purpose of his trip.
Revenge was merely incidental.
Seeing that the all-consuming black fire was about to fall.
Just then.
Buzz—
A hand reached out from the void without any warning.
The skin on that hand was withered and covered in profound Dao patterns, as if it had reached out from ancient times.
It simply gave a casual fan forward.
The Fire of Guixu, which was enough to incinerate the True Yuan of an Emperor Realm, was extinguished silently like a candle in the wind.
An old and distant voice rang out from all directions, carrying an indisputable indifference.
"Young man, you've gone too far."
The words were light, yet they clearly reached the ears of every powerhouse in Purple Dragon City, sounding like the voice of the Heavenly Dao.
"Spare his life, and consider it a favor to this seat."
Emperor Realm!
A true Emperor Realm powerhouse had intervened!
The whole city was in an uproar!
All observers felt their hearts being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand.
As expected, behind the Baili Imperial Clan stood an existence of this level.
Qin Zhenyue stood up abruptly, his heart instantly leaping into his throat.
In the ruins, the survivors of the Baili Family saw a glimmer of hope after extreme despair, their faces showing the wild joy of surviving a disaster.
With an Emperor personally intervening to protect him, no matter how monstrous Lin Yuan was, he should know when to back down, right?
Facing this sudden interference, Lin Yuan stopped his footsteps.
He looked up toward the void where the hand had appeared, his face showing no emotion.
That sky-high killing intent also slowly retracted.
He even took half a step back.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that this peerless monster who had appeared out of nowhere ultimately understood propriety and knew that in front of a true Emperor Realm powerhouse, one needed to maintain basic reverence.
Even the mysterious Emperor Realm powerhouse in the void seemed quite satisfied with Lin Yuan's "sensibility."
The suffocating Emperor Realm pressure even quietly dissipated a bit.
However.
At the very moment everyone thought the matter would end there.
Lin Yuan moved.
Behind him, the dead eyes of the youth-like Heavenly Emperor "Myriad Transformations Returning to Origin Supreme Manifestation" suddenly lit up with divine light!
At the same time.
Behind him, another manifestation silently emerged.
It was a giant sword that connected heaven and earth!
The sword's body was formed from the extreme compression of billions of willow leaves, and its snow-white blade was covered in azure divine patterns representing supreme slaughter.
White Tiger God-Slaying Sword Manifestation!
"What does he want to do?!"
Qin Zhenyue's pupils shrank as he cried out in alarm.
The next second.
A scene that everyone would never forget in their lives occurred.
That White Tiger God-Slaying Sword Manifestation, which dominated slaughter, actually turned into a stream of light and actively merged into the Myriad Transformations Returning to Origin Supreme Manifestation in front!
Buzz!
The Supreme Manifestation slowly raised its right hand.
A platinum divine sword, entwined with Geng Metal Malignant Qi and endless sharpness, was held in its hand.
The young Heavenly Emperor stood holding the sword!
The two great manifestations merged into one!
A terrifying sword intent that surpassed the Emperor Realm and even touched the threshold of the Emperor Realm tore through the clouds!
"brat, you dare!"
From the void came the shocked and angry roar of that Emperor Realm powerhouse!
He finally realized he had been played!
Lin Yuan's withdrawal was not a compromise at all!
It was to accumulate this earth-shattering final blow!
Unfortunately.
It was too late.
Lin Yuan's face still showed no ripples.
He only lightly spat out one word.
"Slash."
The Myriad Transformations Returning to Origin Supreme Manifestation moved.
There were no fancy moves.
Just the simplest, purest vertical cleave.
Sshhh—
An indescribable platinum sword light shot out from its hand.
It didn't slash at any person.
What it slashed at was Baili Jiang, and the Baili Mountain behind him that had been passed down for a thousand years!
This sword strike was too fast.
So fast that even space and time seemed to freeze for it.
Puchi.
A faint sound, barely audible.
Baili Jiang's broken body was split in two from the center of his brow.
The look of relief from surviving the disaster on his face was frozen forever.
The sword light continued with unabated momentum.
It cut across the ground and slashed toward that towering mountain peak.
Under countless horrified gazes.
A straight black thin line appeared on the towering Baili Mountain, from the summit to the base.
Immediately after, the entire mountain peak was actually smoothly split in two!
Rumble!
The right half of the mountain began to slowly slide down, kicking up ten thousand feet of dust as the earth shook and the sky fell!
One sword to slay an Emperor!
One sword to split a mountain!
This sudden and extremely domineering scene completely shattered everyone's understanding!
It also thoroughly enraged the Emperor Realm powerhouse hidden in the void.
"brat! How dare you!"
An angry roar exploded!
Space was rudely torn open.
An old man wearing simple Daoist robes, who should have had the air of an immortal, appeared in mid-air with a face of livid rage.
He looked at the split-in-two Baili Mountain and felt Baili Jiang's aura completely dissipate in the air, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
That was a physiological reaction caused by extreme humiliation and rage!
He, a dignified Emperor, had personally spoken to protect someone.
Not only did the other party not give him face, but right in front of him, in a crazier, more ruthless, and more decisive manner, he had ground the person along with their clan's foundation into ashes!
This was a slap in the face!
This was using the loudest slap to strike him hard across the face!
In the old man's originally calm eyes, a fire of rage enough to burn the heavens was now burning as he locked onto the excessively young figure below.