1071: Chapter 1071: Appearance of Godson_1 1071: Chapter 1071: Appearance of Godson_1 “Have so decent ones finally shown up?”
Long Yan stood with a knife, his foot resting on a corpse, his icy gaze fell on the Five Elders.
For him, killing was inevitable.
Killing a few of the stronger ones was always better than killing the disciples.
“Long Yan, you’re damned!”
The Elder in Blue Clothes swept his gaze over the entire battlefield, his body trembling.
In such a short amount of ti, nearly a thousand disciples had died by Long Yan’s hand.
Among these disciples were so geniuses, a significant loss for Supre Hall.
“That which is damned is you!”
As his words fell, Long Yan imdiately lunged at the five of them.
“Attack!”
The Elder in Blue Clothes shouted coldly, then along with the Four Elders rushed towards Long Yan.
At this mont, those disciples of Supre Hall beca hopeful, thinking that there would be no problem if the Five Elders worked together to suppress and kill Long Yan.
However, in the next mont, everyone beca dumbfounded.
Even under the joint hands of the Five Elders, they were no match for Long Yan.
Just in one move, Long Yan had killed one Broken Realm Elder among them.
Soon, the other three Broken Realm Elders died under Long Yan’s Blade, including the Great Elder, who was only able to withstand two moves before falling under Long Yan’s Dragon Tooth.
He is too strong.
Even those in the Nirvana realm were not his opponents.
Long Yan was far too powerful.
Right now, several Inner Sect Disciples were alard by the commotion.
For such a behemoth like the Supre Hall, the lowest cultivation amongst the Inner Sect disciples was Emperor Realm Cultivation.
Gradually, several elders and Inner Sect Disciples rushed to the scene and started to surround and attack Long Yan.
As ti passed slowly, the commotion grew bigger, attracting the attention of many.
In the depths of Supre Hall, in a quiet courtyard, there were luxurious arrangents of a pavilion, small bridges, running water, and kiosk with the pond filled with Emperor-grade spiritual dicines, exuding strong spiritual energy.
There, a figure sat cross-legged on a piece of white jade in the pavilion, absorbing the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a faint sound of breaking wind rang out and a figure appeared in the courtyard.
It was a cloaked elder.
“Junior Palace Master!”
The cloaked elder softly called out to the Godson.
The Godson slowly opened his eyes, imdiately withdrawing his handprint and concealing his montum as he stood up.
“What is it?”
The Godson looked at the cloaked elder, knowing that he wouldn’t interrupt him for sothing unimportant.
“Soone has forced their way into Supre Hall, having already killed over a thousand disciples.
Even the Outer Door Grand Elder has died under his hand.”
The cloaked elder said.
“Who is it?”
Hearing this, the gaze of the Godson also beca heavy.
Who could possibly dare to assault the Supre Hall?
Did they think they were the Beast Emperor of old?
Even an Emperor would be sending themselves to the Ghost Gate by daring to attack the Supre Hall.
“The sect leader of the Zhenyang Sect, Long Yan.”
The cloaked elder respectfully replied.
“What?”
Hearing the na “Long Yan”, the Godson’s complexion drastically changed and his pupils suddenly enlarged by multiple folds.
The words “Long Yan” were definitely his taboo, his inner demon: “Are you sure it’s Long Yan?”
“There’s no doubt!”
The cloaked elder very confidently said: “He must have co for Long Chengtian.”
“Long Chengtian is already dead!”
The Godson spoke coldly, his gaze filled with undisguised killing intent.
Soon after, the Godson left the courtyard.
Within the outer gate.
Long Yan was being attacked by hundreds of people.
Most of them were inner sect disciples, all of them formidable in their own right.
So were elders of the Supre Hall, their strength straddling between the Myriad Forms Realm and the Breaking Boundary Realm.
Despite being besieged by hundreds, Long Yan was more than holding his own, very much in control.
These people were no match for him.
The Dragon Tooth in his hand was like the scythe of death.
Each attack claid a life.
“Long Yan’s strength is too formidable.
His real battle power has reached the heights of the Nirvana Realm.
His cultivation base is only at the mid-stage of the Breaking Boundary Realm, a genius truly worthy of standing shoulder to shoulder with Emperor Ye.”
“So what if he’s strong?
This is the Supre Hall.
Even if he were an emperor, he’s dood!”
“He has to pay for his bloody deeds in blood.
He has killed so many people, he must be cut to pieces!”
…
The number of onlookers outside the battlefield has reached tens of thousands and it was still increasing.
Seeing Long Yan’s robust combat power, everyone felt a touch of admiration.
However, this was the den of a tiger, when the real powerhouse arrives, Long Yan will undoubtedly perish.
“Yin Yang Heavenly Calamity!”
Suddenly, Long Yan pointed.
The power of destruction gushed out from the tip of his finger, sweeping forward into the void.
The space destabilized and shattered inch by inch, extrely fragile.
Boom boom boom…
More than twenty people were enveloped by the power of destruction, their bodies torn apart by it, turned into a blood mist.
In one move, more than twenty emperors fell by Long Yan’s hand.
His thods were incredibly ruthless.
At this mont, the remaining elders and disciples all swallowed nervously, their hearts trembling.
“Everyone, fall back!”
Just then, a dignified voice sounded, and a figure descended from the sky, landing a hundred feet away from Long Yan.
It was the Godson.
Simultaneously, more than twenty figures arrived at the battlefield, standing behind the Godson, who were all inner sect elders with cultivation bases no less than the Nirvana Realm.
“The Junior Palace Master is here, the inner sect elders are here too, Long Yan is finished!”
With the arrival of the Godson and the inner sect elders, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, soone could deal with Long Yan.
“Long Yan, you chose not to tread the path to heaven, and instead ran headlong into the doors of hell.
It seems, you are looking for death!”
The Godson’s gaze fell on Long Yan, his tone ice-cold, causing the temperature around them to plumt.
He wanted to kill Long Yan every mont.
Now, the opportunity had arrived.
Long Yan had actually dared to storm the Supre Hall all by himself.
He wouldn’t let Long Yan leave the Supre Hall alive.
“Blood begets blood.
I want the Supre Hall to pay the price!”
Long Yan’s blood-red eyes stared directly at the Godson, each word he uttered was gritted out between his teeth, emphasizing every syllable.
Grudges for his father’s death were irreconcilable!
“Blood for blood?”
The Godson laughed coldly, then his laugh grew icy: “That’s laughable, you think you’re capable of that?”
“Long Yan, even if you were a dragon, you had to coil in front of the Supre Hall, if you were a tiger, you’d have to lay down.
Dreaming of avenging Long Chengtian, you’re inadequate!”
The Godson naturally knew why Long Yan had co to the Supre Hall.
He was preparing to deal with Long Yan under so pretext.
But now, Long Yan had saved him the trouble by coming himself.
This was his perfect chance to erase the scourge nad Long Yan.
Even a being like Long Chengtian, who possessed the power of an emperor, had fallen in the Hell of Imprisoned Souls.
No matter how formidable Long Yan was, he couldn’t surpass Long Chengtian.
Here, in this place, the Godson had nothing to fear.
“As long as I, Long Yan, am not dead, it is the Supre Hall that will fall!”
Long Yan said chillingly.
The Supre Hall had killed his father, so he insisted on destroying the Supre Hall, burying the entire Supre Hall with his father.
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