"To ."
"Let bygones be bygones..."
Xu Lai kept murmuring these words.
A mont later, he smiled, but his expression carried a chilling killing intent. "I’m a reasonable man. You kill one person from my Heavenly Court, and I will kill ten thousand of your clan."
This powerhouse from the Human Race was a Divine General of the Heavenly Court!
The dark green pupils of the Golden Armored Holy Bear flickered.
He suddenly sensed sothing.
In the distance, eight long streaks of light were flying toward them. The Golden Armored Holy Bear Demon Lord’s confidence surged.
"So what if you’re from the Heavenly Court? You won’t be leaving the Southern Immortal Domain alive today!"
Xu Lai didn’t waste any more words.
Withdrawing his gaze from the Golden Armored Holy Bear Demon Lord, he ford a sword from his Divine Sense and slashed. A piercingly shrill scream imdiately filled the air.
"AHHHH!"
"AHHHH!"
"AHHHH!"
The screams were so harrowing that the eight approaching Holy Masters felt a chill run down their spines.
They couldn’t help but accelerate. As they drew near, their expressions all changed.
They saw that not a single part of the Golden Armored Holy Bear Demon Lord’s body was untouched; it was riddled with countless sword wounds.
Yet each strike had ’coincidentally’ avoided his vital points, rely slicing through flesh and bone.
"Save ... AHHHH!"
The Golden Armored Holy Bear Demon Lord was still screaming, the excruciating pain making him wish for death, but he couldn’t escape.
His Immortal Venerable Dao Fruit had been forcefully shattered by Xu Lai.
He was now nothing but a cripple with no cultivation.
"..."
Witnessing this scene, the eight Holy Masters felt a profound shock, even though they were all old veterans who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years.
Xu Lai had actually crippled a peak Immortal Venerable in such a short ti?
Lei Fengyun had to admit that he could not have done the sa. In that short span of less than half an hour, he doubted he could have even killed the Golden Armored Holy Bear Demon Lord. Crippling his Boundary while suppressing his will to self-destruct would have been completely impossible.
This was a level of suppression that ca from a Boundary far beyond the peak of the Immortal Venerable Realm!
"So, you’re not an Immortal Venerable, but... a Quasi-Emperor."
Lei Fengyun’s voice was slightly hoarse, a hint of dread creeping into his heart.
The Human Race...
Apart from the high and mighty Supre Emperor, it had two other Quasi-Emperors.
But they were mysterious, having never held a position in the Heavenly Court or joined any Tao Lineage or faction. No one had ever seen them.
It was rumored that of the two Human Race Quasi-Emperors, one protected the race’s fate candle while the other guarded its ancestral temple.
The human Cultivator before them was likely one of the two.
"A Quasi-Emperor? So what? You’re rely at the First Heaven."
Lei Fengyun feigned a calm and collected tone. "The eight of us together will slay an emperor today!"
The reason it wasn’t nine was that the Golden Armored Holy Bear Demon Lord had been crippled. Possessing not an ounce of fighting strength, he had already been discarded by Lei Fengyun as a useless pawn.
The Immortal Domain was a ruthless place.
’Allies’ with no value were nothing but burdens.
This was especially true for Lei Fengyun, a veteran Immortal Venerable who had brushed with death countless tis.
Unnecessary kindness could get many people killed, a simple mistake Lei Fengyun never made.
"..."
The Holy Master of the Corpse Sect, the Demon Lord of the White Rhino Tribe, and the other peak Immortal Venerables remained silent, their expressions wavering as they exchanged glances.
If the opponent were just an Immortal Venerable from the Human Race, they would have attacked without hesitation.
But their opponent was a Quasi-Emperor...
Although the two Quasi-Emperors of the Human Race had only reached the First Heaven within the last 30,000 years and hadn’t touched the threshold of the Second Heaven, they still bore the title of ’Emperor’.
The gap between a peak Immortal Venerable and the Quasi-Emperor Realm was an insurmountable chasm, one that couldn’t be filled by sheer numbers.
Moreover...
If they failed to kill the Human Race’s Quasi-Emperor today, and the Great Emperor of the Human Race learned of it...
GULP.
The Holy Master of the Corpse Sect quietly swallowed.
The Founding Ancestor of the Corpse Sect was the Corpse Emperor, Dongfang Youming. He was naturally aware of the terror a Great Emperor represented and would never lead his Corpse Sect down a path to ruin.
He voluntarily retreated a hundred zhang.
Lowering his head, he spoke in a respectful tone, "Senior, my Corpse Sect will not participate in today’s affairs. Please forgive our previous misunderstanding."
With the first Holy Master showing intent to retreat, a second was sure to follow.
Offending the top race and faction in the starry sky with no shared interests at stake was profoundly unwise.
"Senior, there has been a misunderstanding," the Holy Master of Ink Gate also retreated a hundred zhang.
"Senior, I will surely visit you another day to offer my apologies," the other Holy Masters said in turn.
Except for Lei Fengyun.
Seven of the Holy Masters had all backed away!
This included the Holy Master of the Immortal Terrace, who had severed his own arm after it was touched by a snowflake.
"They claim it was a misunderstanding. As for you... was it a misunderstanding as well?"
Xu Lai’s gaze fell upon the Holy Master of the Immortal Terrace. His voice was as calm as still water, yet it caused the Holy Master’s face to drain of color.
"Senior, what do you an by that?"
"He knows we killed the Heavenly Soldiers of the Heavenly Court! Save ... save !" the Golden Armored Holy Bear Demon Lord cried out in despair.
"..."
The Holy Master of the Immortal Terrace sighed deeply.
Today, it seed, things could not be resolved peacefully.
Either the Human Race’s Quasi-Emperor would die here today, or he would.
This Immortal Venerable, who had cultivated for seventy thousand years, lifted his head and stared fixedly at Xu Lai, declaring word by word:
"Lei Fengyun, I’d like to see for myself just how strong a Quasi-Emperor really is."
"Two of us aren’t enough," Lei Fengyun stated directly. "The Human Race’s Quasi-Emperor has ten Spiritual Fruits on him. I implore everyone to join forces."
"After we succeed, my share... I don’t want it. Furthermore, I will present each of you with a seven-hundred-thousand-year-old Spirit Plant to extend your lifespan."
"..."
The major Holy Masters who had decided to stay out of it all frowned.
To be honest, they were determined to obtain the Spiritual Fruits born from the Snowflower. They were not only crucial for extending their lives but also provided imnse help in breaking through to the Quasi-Emperor Realm.
And while a seven-hundred-thousand-year-old Spirit Plant wasn’t a million-year Holy dicine, it was still an exceedingly rare Quasi-Holy dicine!
"Hahaha."
The Holy Master of Ink Gate laughed heartily. "Lei Fengyun, get those Spirit Plants ready."
Four other Holy Masters moved to stand behind Lei Fengyun.
Only Bai Tang, the Demon Lord of the White Rhino Tribe, and the Holy Master of the Corpse Sect remained unmoved.
"I gave you all a chance."
Xu Lai let out a soft sigh. "You have chosen your own path to death. When you are in the Samsara Sea, do not bla ."
"Hmph."
The Holy Master of the Immortal Terrace sneered, "You are rely a Quasi-Emperor, not a true Emperor. Such arrogance! Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The six Holy Masters not only summoned their life-bound Immortal Artifacts but also unleashed their ultimate Divine Skills without any reservation.
In an instant, the entire space was enveloped by the brilliant glow of various Magic Artifacts and Spiritual Energy.
***
「Elsewhere」
The coffin-carrying Holy Master of the Corpse Sect spoke in a hoarse voice, "Demon Lord Bai, do you think... they can succeed?"
Demon Lord Bai Tang was silent for a mont, then shook his head.
He had been the first to make contact and test the human Cultivator. In that contest of Divine Sense, he had been utterly defeated.
His intuition told him that this man was not to be provoked, or it would result in a life-or-death crisis.
That was why he had chosen not to join Lei Fengyun, despite his interest in the Spiritual Fruits from the Snowflower and the seven-hundred-thousand-year-old Spirit Plant.
Success would be a joyous outco for all involved, but it would an offending the Heavenly Court and its capricious Supre Emperor.
And if they failed...
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