A hasty ending

At the same time.

In the Heavenly Domain, amidst a vast expanse of sky, spatial ripples fluctuated, and a burly figure with a powerful aura stepped out from the space.

He was one of the Five Great Hall Masters of Fengtian Hall—the Netherworld Monarch of Hellfire!

"What exactly happened in these Three Thousand Domains of the Lower Realm?"

"Those old fellows, the Nine Heavens Emperor and his group, actually summoned me so many times."

As he muttered to himself, he inexplicably froze.

In the center of the Heavenly Domain, that terrifying battle between Emperor Realm powerhouses made him realize that something had happened to Fengtian Hall!

"Who on earth has the Dragon Heart and Phoenix Gall? How dare they challenge the authority of Fengtian Hall?"

The Netherworld Monarch of Hellfire’s expression hardened, and he rushed towards the battlefield at the first instant.

As a member of Fengtian Hall, upon learning that someone had come to cause trouble, he naturally could not sit idly by.

At the same time!

On the battlefield, amidst endless killing moves, a fist, as clear as jade and emitting a mysterious, misty light, struck out powerfully!

Under this fist, all killing moves were shattered, and the so-called Emperor Weapons were like paper, directly pulverized into dust!

"Boom…"

One Great Emperor after another, under this fist, exploded directly, turning into blood mist that scattered across the mountains, rivers, and earth.

The pupils of the Nine Heavens Emperor, Abyss Emperor, Dark Emperor, and other Great Emperors constricted sharply.

This punch gave them a terrifying feeling, making them feel an overwhelming sense of oppression from which there was nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide, and no way to resist!

The crisis of death enveloped their entire bodies, and deep within their hearts, an endless fear arose.

"This is… what kind of power?"

Their scalps tingled, and their hearts roared.

Ten Emperor Realm powerhouses, launching a forbidden killing move together, yet they couldn't even slightly harm the opponent; it was directly resolved with such ease.

One must know that the opponent hadn't even used an Immortal Artifact yet.

In their eyes, Zhong Qing’s greatest trump card was an Immortal Artifact.

Now, without even using an Immortal Artifact, he could unleash such Divine Might.

Was this truly an existence they could contend with?!

However, at this moment, their realization came too late!

As Zhong Qing’s punch fully struck, silence descended upon the heavens and earth.

The ten Great Emperors, with their eyes splitting and utterly horrified, were directly pulverized into blood mist and dust by a single punch.

Even resisting or fleeing became a luxury.

All of them were utterly annihilated, their Divine Souls extinguished.

This, clearly, was a battle of complete suppression.

This scene made the eyes of the Great Emperors under Zhong Qing’s command bulge.

Too… too brutal!

At this moment, their gazes towards Zhong Qing couldn't help but add a few more points of reverence and awe.

In their view, the meaning represented by Zhong Qing’s punch was far more profound than it appeared on the surface.

Fengtian Hall had dominated the Three Thousand Domains of the Lower Realm for countless years!

The glory exclusive to Fengtian Hall met its end directly under this punch.

That is to say!

Zhong Qing, with one punch, ended an era!

One punch disrupted the entire power structure of the Three Thousand Domains of the Lower Realm.

And they became the witnesses of this era.

Even though they had lived for countless years, at this moment, they couldn't help but feel their blood stirring.

However, Zhong Qing didn't have as many complex thoughts as them.

In his opinion, he had a grudge with the people of Fengtian Hall, and he simply wanted to resolve this Karma.

As for the process, it was much easier than he had imagined.

However!

This matter did not seem to be over yet.

He looked towards the distant Void Realm.

In the space, the figure of the Netherworld Monarch of Hellfire was concealed.

At this moment, the Netherworld Monarch of Hellfire’s face was green, his lips purple, his entire body trembling, and he unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

These were ten full Emperor Realm powerhouses!

One punch! They were actually annihilated with just one punch.

When did such a terrifying existence appear in the Lower Realm?

Originally, he wanted to see which ignorant fool dared to challenge the authority of Fengtian Hall.

But now it seemed, this was clearly a fierce Dragon crossing the river!

Fortunately, he was a step slower!

Otherwise, if he had rushed into the battlefield, he had no doubt that he would have already been reduced to dust.

Just thinking about the power Zhong Qing had just displayed with that punch, he felt a lingering fear.

But very quickly, he reacted!

This ferocious god had directly annihilated the top powerhouses of Fengtian Hall; it was clear that he was here for revenge. If he discovered his presence, how could he possibly survive?

Flee!

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to flee as far as possible!

He didn't even dare to harbor any thoughts of revenge.

Relying on the meager resources given by the Upper Realm Immortal Sect, why would he risk his life!

However!

Before he could make any move, the Netherworld Monarch of Hellfire felt a surge of Qi directly lock onto him.

This made his body stiffen, and he was instantly drenched in a cold sweat.

He had a premonition that if he made any sudden move, what awaited him would surely be a thunderous strike.

Thinking of the methods the opponent had displayed earlier, he absolutely dared not gamble whether the opponent’s killing move was faster or his escape speed was faster.

What to do?

The Netherworld Monarch of Hellfire felt that he had encountered the greatest life-and-death crisis since becoming an Emperor.

With the slightest misstep, he might have to follow those old fellows like Nine Heavens.

Where was the glimmer of hope?

Where was the path to survival?

His brain was spinning wildly, his mind operating at overload.

Finally, he actually thought of a solution!

"It seems I can only use my ultimate trump card!"

As the saying goes, if you can’t beat them, join them.

As long as he surrendered quickly enough, he believed he would have a chance to secure his survival.

Thinking of this, he bent his knees and knelt directly.

He loudly shouted, "Senior, Senior, please do not act!"

"I had no choice before, but now, I only wish to follow Senior and serve Senior by your side."

"Please give me a chance, Senior!"

This scene made Zhong Qing inexplicably stunned.

Such a smooth and fluid kneeling posture, was this for real?

He couldn't help but open his Heavenly Eye.

Then, he discovered that this guy was indeed sincerely surrendering.

For a moment, he couldn't help but ponder.

This guy was a Two Tribulation Great Emperor in cultivation; it seemed keeping him alive was much more useful than killing him.

However, human hearts are fickle and most unpredictable; it’s hard to guarantee that the other party won't have ulterior motives in the future.

He clasped his hands behind his back and slowly said, "How can I trust you?"

The Netherworld Monarch of Hellfire was overjoyed upon hearing this, knowing that this ferocious god’s attitude towards him had changed.

As long as he showed the proper attitude and value, he would live today.

With this thought, he immediately swore a Heavenly Dao oath, pointing to the sky: "The Netherworld Monarch of Hellfire hereby swears to the heavens, I vow to serve Lord as my master, and prioritize Lord’s will. Should I ever harbor any second thoughts, may I suffer eternal damnation and a terrible death!"

A Heavenly Dao oath was undoubtedly the most sincere and reliable contract in the world.

The opponent’s timely understanding of the situation left Zhong Qing no opportunity to strike!

Thus, the entire high-level of Fengtian Hall ended with ten dead and one surrendered.

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