576: Chapter 576

Dozens of Auras pressed down from mid-air.

The Saint Realm experts were in the front.

The Venerables were behind them.

Further away, several even heavier fluctuations had not descended, merely hanging there silently.

The people of the Great Xia Holy Dynasty stood where they were, their breathing becoming rapid.

Xia Qingyue stood in front to block them, her face pale and blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Hand him over."

A grey-robed Venerable took a step forward, his voice hoarse and piercing.

"He killed my sect's Saint and seized my sect's Opportunity; from this day forth, there is no longer a need for the Great Xia Holy Dynasty to exist."

On the other side, a Saint Realm elder raised his hand and pointed at Qin Yun.

"First, cripple his Physical Body."

"Then, extract his Divine Soul."

"I want to see exactly what he took."

As soon as he finished speaking, even more Auras pressed down.

This was no longer about reasoning.

It was a direct liquidation.

Someone spoke coldly.

"Don't let a single one escape."

"This brat must die today."

"As for the Great Xia Holy Dynasty, we will deal with them slowly after he is dead."

Once these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone from Great Xia changed completely.

Xia Qingyue gripped her sword hilt tightly.

For the first time, she felt it so clearly.

The word 'annihilation' was actually so close to Great Xia.

The surrounding onlookers also fell silent.

Looking at this scene, they had almost reached a conclusion in their hearts.

Qin Yun was definitely dead.

No matter how much of a Prodigy a person was, without a background, it was impossible to withstand so many Dao Protectors at once.

Not to mention those few even heavier Auras in the shadows that had yet to truly reveal themselves.

High in the sky, a pale-faced, beardless middle-aged man finally stepped out.

The moment his Aura appeared, many Venerables in the field retreated half a step.

A Quasi-Emperor.

Xia Qingyue's heart sank to the very bottom.

That was the expert from the Orthodoxy behind the Half-Emperor Body.

The middle-aged man stood in mid-air, his gaze falling on Qin Yun with a cold expression.

"You have caused quite a stir."

"Pity, your life isn't tough enough."

"Today, this seat will personally send you on your way."

The Quasi-Emperor raised his hand.

With just a single gesture, the entire sky darkened by a layer.

The several Dao Protectors behind him moved simultaneously.

Several killing moves fell together.

They left no path to survival.

Physical Body, Divine Soul, fate, and path of retreat—all were sealed off together.

Someone on the Great Xia side cried out.

Some closed their eyes.

Others were frozen in place, their minds a complete blank.

It's over.

This was the thought in everyone's mind at this moment.

But at the very instant those killing blows were about to land on Qin Yun,

The sky suddenly brightened.

It wasn't a single beam of light.

It was a Great Sun.

Boom!

A golden-red radiance pressed down with incomparable dominance, directly shattering that black palm print.

With another tremor, the blood-red net crumbled.

With a third tremor, the ancient spear snapped into two.

That grey light didn't even have the qualification to get near Qin Yun before being burned away completely by the radiance of the Great Sun.

The entire world suddenly fell silent.

Everyone raised their heads.

High above, that Great Sun was too bright.

The light suppressed all killing intent.

It suppressed all Auras.

And it also suppressed the calm on the Quasi-Emperor's face.

From within the Great Sun, a figure slowly stepped out.

Crimson hair.

Rough hemp robes.

His stature wasn't particularly grand, yet he possessed a towering Aura.

With one step, he stood directly in front of Qin Yun.

The radiance dissipated slightly.

Qin Yun saw that face clearly, and his gaze finally wavered.

"Chen Yang."

The crimson-haired elder did not look back, merely giving a soft response.

"I am here."

Three simple words.

Yet they allowed the breath that had been suppressed in Qin Yun's chest to finally settle.

It wasn't a remnant soul transmission.

It wasn't a phantom from within a ring.

It was his true Physical Body that had come out.

The Quasi-Emperor's expression had already changed.

"Great Emperor?"

As he spat out these words, his voice was already filled with shock and suspicion.

Chen Yang finally looked up at him.

"So your eyes aren't blind yet."

As soon as this was said, the surroundings became even quieter.

Great Emperor.

These two words smashed into everyone's hearts.

The people of the Great Xia Holy Dynasty were all stunned.

Those Dao Protectors who were high and mighty just a moment ago also lost their Aura at this moment.

A Quasi-Emperor was strong.

But no matter how strong a Quasi-Emperor was, they were not a Great Emperor.

There was a world of difference.

The Quasi-Emperor's expression shifted several times before he suddenly shouted.

"Attack together!"

He couldn't retreat.

He didn't dare to retreat.

If he retreated, today's situation would completely collapse.

So, he moved first.

But Chen Yang was even faster than him.

No nonsense.

No testing.

Only a single finger pointed out.

That finger was very simple.

Just like the previous Great Sun phenomenon, it was direct and domineering.

A crimson-gold finger-light pierced through the air.

The Quasi-Emperor had just raised his hand, and his protective Imperial Light had only just begun to glow when his forehead was directly pierced by that finger-light.

His entire body froze in mid-air.

The fierce light was still in his eyes.

But his life force was already severed.

The next moment.

Bang.

The Quasi-Emperor's Physical Body exploded.

His Divine Soul was also shattered along with it.

Every Dao Protector in the field was stunned by this scene.

A Quasi-Emperor.

Dead.

Chen Yang still stood there, not even a corner of his clothes moving.

His gaze swept across, falling on the remaining Dao Protectors.

"Who else wants to make a move?"

No one spoke.

Those who were shouting about erasing all traces of Qin Yun just now were currently even holding their breath tight.

A Saint Realm Dao Protector gritted his teeth, sweat appearing on his forehead; he wanted to retreat but didn't dare to be the first to do so.

Chen Yang took a step forward.

The Great Emperor's pressure spread out.

Those few people retreated several steps on the spot, and some even had blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths.

It wasn't that they wanted to retreat.

It was that they simply couldn't withstand it.

Someone finally couldn't take the pressure anymore and turned to leave.

With one leaving, there was a second.

Soon, the Dao Protectors who were originally densely packed in the sky had retreated completely.

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

Because the Quasi-Emperor's bones were still there.

If they left words, they might not be able to leave at all.

The field suddenly became empty.

The people of the Great Xia Holy Dynasty first couldn't believe it.

Then, as if they had suddenly been fished out of water, they gasped for air.

A narrow escape.

No one cheered.

No one joked.

Only that despair, which had been pressed to the extreme, finally loosened.

Xia Qingyue leaned against a wall, slowly steadying herself.

She looked at the crimson-haired figure in front, her eyes still full of shock.

"We survived."

Qin Yun walked forward and stood by Chen Yang's side.

Looking at him.

After a moment, he only said one sentence.

"You're back."

Only then did Chen Yang turn his head and give him a small smile.

"If I didn't come back, Big Brother Yun, you really would have been surrounded and killed."

Qin Yun nodded.

He didn't say anything more.

Between the two of them, there was no need for more words.

But just when everyone thought things should end here, Qin Yun looked up in the direction the Dao Protectors had retreated, his expression not relaxing.

Chen Yang also glanced at him.

"What are you thinking?"

Qin Yun's voice was very flat.

"Those who retreated were only the Dao Protectors."

"The true trouble is the Orthodoxies behind them."

"With so many top-tier Prodigies dead today, and a Quasi-Emperor lost, this matter can no longer be suppressed."

"They won't just accept it because a Great Emperor appeared."

"Those who come next will no longer be just Dao Protectors."

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

The breath that the people of the Great Xia Holy Dynasty had just let out was slowly held again.

It was true.

Chen Yang's action today had indeed cleared the immediate death trap.

But that was only the immediate situation.

Those Emperor Sects, Ancient Sects, Imperial Dynasties, and Great Families—their true Foundations and hidden reserves had not yet been moved.

This liquidation was far from over.