439: Chapter 439 Boss, can we kill this guy?

"Time Scissors!"

"Hum!"

A colossal, phantom pair of scissors, radiating brilliant golden light and appearing as if they could sever the long river of time, erupted from above The Fourth Princess's head!

The golden Time Scissors traced an arcane trajectory through the air. Instead of attacking Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan, it dove straight toward that thick blood shield and sheared down hard!

The collision of laws emitted no sound at all.

Only a layer of golden ripples spread outward.

The next second.

A terrifying scene unfolded, one that nearly made Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan's eyeballs pop out of their sockets!

Under the cutting power of the Time Scissors' laws of time.

That massive blood shield, formed from Xue Yin sacrificing his life, suddenly stopped blocking!

Immediately after, it was as if someone had pressed the "rewind button" on a surveillance recording.

The blood shield, several zhang thick, began to strangely dissipate backward!

The blood that had condensed into the shield turned back into a sky full of blood mist, and then, following its original trajectory in a way that defied physical laws, it flowed backward frantically!

Drip. Drip.

The blood mist gathered again at Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan's side, and in the blink of an eye, it had returned perfectly to the Xue Yin from before—limbs intact, face vacant.

Time reversal!

State regression!

With this snip of the scissors, The Fourth Princess had forcibly and completely undone the "action" of Xue Yin sacrificing himself to protect his master!

The defense was gone, wiped clean away.

Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan's defenses were wide open!

"No!!!"

Looking at the unobstructed, lethal beam of light ahead, Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan let out the final scream of his life, filled with despair and unwillingness.

"Boom!!!"

The destructive beam of light, interwoven with azure and silver, was like a divine spear piercing the firmament, slamming squarely into Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan's fleshy face, which was twisted in extreme terror!

The blinding light expanded violently within this enclosed black space, swallowing all sound and shadows.

After a full dozen seconds, the turbulence of laws, which seemed capable of piercing heaven and earth, finally dissipated.

"Drip, drip."

The thick, ink-like black clouds around them heaved slightly, leaving only the pungent smell of blood and the occasional glimmer of unextinguished starlight in the space.

The Fourth Princess collapsed to the ground, her eyes fixed intently on the front.

She saw that in the core area of the light beam's impact, Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan's fat and massive body still maintained its previously comical half-kneeling posture.

Two seconds later, his body swayed.

"Thump."

Like a collapsing mountain of flesh, Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan crashed heavily onto the void of black clouds, completely losing all signs of life.

The Fourth Princess tremblingly averted her gaze to look where he had fallen, and she froze on the spot, gasping in shock.

It was empty.

Everything from Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan's shoulders up had completely ceased to exist.

The terrifying beam of light, formed by the fusion of two great laws, had, the moment it made contact, instantly erased his entire head and even the space surrounding it, annihilating it into the most primal void!

The Great Zhou Imperial Court's new Supreme Imperial Preceptor, the sixth-rank peak Grandmaster Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan, had just like that become a cold, headless corpse.

"Is… is it over?"

The Fourth Princess let out a long breath, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and collapsed softly to the ground.

Two damp strands of hair, soaked with sweat from the excessive exertion of spiritual power just moments ago, clung limply to her pale yet beautiful cheeks.

Looking at Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan's fallen corpse, and then at the broad, upright black back standing before her, The Fourth Princess's nerves, which had been stretched to their limit, finally relaxed completely at this moment.

They had survived.

They had actually managed to carve a bloody path out of the encirclement of five sixth-rank powerhouses!

She stared somewhat dazedly at the young man in black not far away.

In the nearly twenty years she had lived, this was the first time she realized that the world beyond the Great Zhou world… was so dangerous and terrifying, yet it also held an absurdity and awe that made one's soul tremble.

And as the terminator of this massacre, Jiang You did not show any satisfaction or joy after killing his enemy.

His eyes even held a trace of deep confusion and doubt as he stared down at Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan on the ground.

"Just like that… dead?"

Jiang You frowned, a sense of absurdity rising in his heart.

You have to understand, to deal with this sixth-rank peak Grandmaster, Jiang You had even kept a trump card hidden and unused, for fear that this guy might also have some trump card of his own.

As it turned out, this guy Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan was just insta-killed by him in two moves?

Although Jiang You was puzzled, seeing that the other party's head was gone, it was obvious he was dead beyond any doubt.

However, now was not the time to lament how weak Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan was.

Jiang You's eye twitched slightly; his keen senses instantly detected some subtle, imperceptible anomaly occurring within this space.

His gaze locked onto the blood-robed figure standing not far away, who had remained silent from beginning to end.

The Great Zhou's notorious demon, Xue Yin.

As the head of his host, Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan, was annihilated, the pervasive rot and death aura on this sixth-rank puppet, which had been as stiff as a marionette, began to rapidly recede.

The dark green demonic markings on his face faded away like residual snow exposed to the scorching sun.

The murky whites of his eyes quickly receded, and a glint of scarlet, tyrannical light, filled with the consciousness of a living person, was beginning to refocus deep within his pupils!

"Hmm?"

Jiang You narrowed his eyes, his muscles tensing up again in an instant.

Could it be that after Imperial Preceptor Wen Wangshan died, the backlash of the demonic energy that enslaved his soul was lifted, allowing Xue Yin's true consciousness to revive?

He did not understand the history of this world, nor did he know who Xue Yin was.

Jiang You turned his head slightly and asked the girl sitting on the ground in a low voice:

"Boss."

"Can this guy in the red clothes over here… be killed?"

"In Great Zhou, has he committed any heinous, immoral acts?"

Hearing Jiang You's question, The Fourth Princess could no longer bother rubbing her aching waist.

When she saw the sinister look re-forming in Xue Yin's eyes, her expression changed instantly.

The Fourth Princess pushed herself up from the ground and shouted through gritted teeth:

"Jiang You! This person is named Xue Yin! He is the largest and most brutal evil cult leader within the Great Zhou!"

"Over the years, tens of thousands of innocent civilians have died at his hands! In almost every prefecture of Great Zhou, there have been tragedies where he blood-sacrificed entire cities!"

"Under the laws of Great Zhou, even if he were subjected to death by a thousand cuts ten thousand times, he would still deserve to die!"

Having obtained the legitimate "kill permit" from the Great Zhou authorities.

The cold killing intent in Jiang You's heart locked onto the pale middle-aged man in front of him in that instant.

Meanwhile, Xue Yin knew he could no longer hide the fact that his consciousness had revived, and a look of exasperated ferocity flashed across his pale face.

"Damn brat… die for me!"

Xue Yin roared, knowing that both of them were determined to kill him!

If he wanted to survive, he had only one choice: to fight to the death!