Chapter 2728 - 2727: Despair

"This is your final chance, Luo Hun Hall."

With a cold smile, Feng Wuchen said, "Call for the experts from the Sky Void Holy Temple, and perhaps you might still have a chance to survive. If not, I don’t think I need to spell out the consequences?"

Gritting his teeth, Yan Douyun fiercely retorted, "Feng Wuchen, if you want to die, I will gladly oblige you. You’d better summon Long Shi Hun and the others as well, so you won’t regret it later."

"Is Feng Wuchen truly so confident?" Seeing Feng Wuchen’s fearless demeanor, Yan Shuihan couldn’t help but feel somewhat worried.

However, thinking of the formidable strength of the Sky Void Holy Temple, Yan Shuihan felt reassured.

"Father, send a message to the experts from the Sky Void Holy Temple. Let them see with their own eyes what a true powerhouse is," Yan Douyun gleefully said, as if he’d already pictured Feng Wuchen’s tragic demise.

"Luo Hun Hall Master, quickly send the message to the Sky Void Holy Temple!" The Hall Master of the Profound Sect Hall urgently shouted.

Without much thought, Yan Shuihan immediately transmitted a message to a True Immortal in the Sky Void Holy Temple: "Reporting, sir, the Profound Sect Hall is encountering a formidable enemy, and we earnestly request your aid."

"Formidable enemy?" In a palace within the Sky Void Holy Temple, a True Immortal slowly opened his eyes, a mocking cold smile on his lips.

"The news of the Sky Void Holy Temple’s dominance over the Profound Holy Realm has likely spread throughout the Holy Realm, hasn’t it? Are there still people who dare to rampage in the Profound Holy Realm, truly not giving face to the Sky Void Holy Temple?" the True Immortal sneered, a hint of ruthless killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Sir, they say there’s nothing remarkable about the Sky Void Holy Temple. Even if you come, we won’t survive." Yan Shuihan fanned the flames, needing to lure out the experts from the Sky Void Holy Temple.

"Audacious!" The True Immortal angrily transmitted his voice, "No matter who dares to insult the Sky Void Holy Temple, they must die, including anyone they know!"

Upon hearing the True Immortal’s angry voice, Yan Shuihan felt a surge of joy in his heart.

"Whoosh!"

The furious True Immortal, in the first instance, appeared above the Profound Sect Hall, with terrifying aura and killing intent raging unrestrained.

From this terrifying aura, it was evident that his cultivation had reached the Three-Star True Immortal Realm.

"Here he comes! Here he comes!" Yan Shuihan and Yan Douyun were ecstatic.

"Greetings, sir!" Yan Shuihan and others, along with the members of the Profound Sect Hall, respectfully knelt down.

"Who dares to insult the Sky Void Holy Temple? Get out here!" the True Immortal roared, his fierce gaze sweeping over the crowd below.

"Sir, it’s them!" Yan Douyun quickly pointed at Feng Wuchen, his face twisted into a vicious smile as he looked at Feng Wuchen.

The True Immortal followed Yan Douyun’s direction to look, appearing as if he wanted to devour someone.

But as soon as he saw, the True Immortal was terrified beyond belief, trembling all over, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Reporting, sir, they are people from the Rakshasa Holy Hall, this person is the Supreme of the Dragon God Clan Feng Wuchen!" Yan Shuihan added.

They seemed oblivious to the ghostly expression of fear on the True Immortal.

Liu Qingyang and the others saw it clearly, unable to suppress their smiles.

"Feng Wuchen, do you see this? These are the experts of the Sky Void Holy Temple, more powerful than Long Shi Hun! You’ve insulted the Sky Void Holy Temple, none of you will survive!" Yan Douyun became increasingly smug, his chin almost raised to the heavens.

"Oh? Is that so?" Feng Wuchen coldly smiled.

"They actually provoked Feng Wuchen! Is this a death sentence for me? These bastards!" The True Immortal was stricken with extreme fear, desperately wanting to flee, yet he dared not move.

The True Immortal wished to tear Yan Shuihan and the others limb from limb.

"Feng Wuchen, you will soon witness the terrifying power of the True Immortal!" Yan Douyun gleefully taunted.

"Qingyang, Yan Douyun is yours to deal with," Feng Wuchen coldly said.

"Whoosh!"

Liu Qingyang instantly appeared before Yan Douyun, his speed terrifyingly fast, scaring Yan Douyun who retreated in panic.

"Yun’er, be careful!" Yan Shuihan screamed in panic.

Yan Shuihan could hardly believe it, with a True Immortal present, Liu Qingyang dared to make a move.

"Slap!"

"Pft!"

Liu Qingyang swung his palm directly, producing a crisp sound, with such force that Yan Douyun spewed fresh blood, his injuries worsening.

The First Elder shouted angrily, "Young brat, you’re courting death!"

The three elders just wanted to act, but found their bodies couldn’t move at all, already controlled by an invisible terrifying force.

"What’s going on? My body can’t move!" The First Elder exclaimed in shock.

"I’m being controlled too, unable to move, no idea what force this is," the Second Elder said fearfully.

The Third Elder shouted in panic, "True Immortal, quick, kill this brat! Kill them all!"

That True Immortal dared not speak, dared not move.

"Young Master, there’s trouble here, Young Master save me, it’s Feng Wuchen!" The True Immortal transmitted in terror to Wang Tianzhong for help.

"Feng Wuchen?" In another palace within the Sky Void Holy Temple, Wang Tianzhong opened his eyes starkly.

Liu Qingyang’s slap had left Yan Douyun stunned.

Yan Shuihan also stared wide-eyed, dumbstruck.

Did Liu Qingyang lose sight?

Didn’t he see the True Immortal from the Sky Void Holy Temple?

Liu Qingyang dared to act in front of the True Immortal, how arrogant must he be?

Yan Douyun, unable to believe, looked at Liu Qingyang, saying, "You...you dare to act? Aren’t you afraid the True Immortal will kill you?"

"Why wouldn’t I dare?" Liu Qingyang coldly smiled, retorting, his face playful as he looked at the enraged Yan Douyun.

"Slap, slap, slap!"

"Pft, pft!"

Liu Qingyang wildly slapped Yan Douyun’s face, causing him to continuously spit blood, his whole face swelling like a pig’s head.

"Yan Shuihan, Yan Douyun, open your dog eyes wide and look. Look at the expression of your so-called True Immortal now, does he dare to act?" Liu Qingyang taunted with cold laughter.

"What?" Yan Douyun’s heart jolted, pounding.

Only now did he realize the True Immortal had long fallen silent, and the previous aura and killing intent had vanished without a trace.

Yan Shuihan sensed something, his heart skipped a beat, he then raised his head to look at the True Immortal.

The True Immortal they relied on was now full of fear, trembling all over.

Too real!

In an instant, Yan Shuihan felt as if he had fallen into an icy abyss, into the eighteenth layer of hell, filled with endless fear and darkness.

A strong sense of despair surged within.

"How...how could this be..." Yan Douyun was utterly hopeless, seeing the True Immortal’s terrified expression.

Only now did Yan Douyun truly realize his foolishness, and finally understood who the true frog in the well was.

"It’s over..." The Hall Master of the Profound Sect sat paralyzed on the ground.

"Yan Shuihan, is this your terrifying expert? A Three-Star True Immortal is indeed powerful, but I wonder if he dares to act," Feng Wuchen coldly smiled.

"Yan Douyun, it’s time for you to leave," Liu Qingyang coldly said.