Chapter 429 - 428: Annihilated with an Effortless Flick

Chapter 429: Chapter 428: Annihilated with an Effortless Flick

The commander of the Imperial Guard recognized the two figures and cried out in excitement, "Abbot Jue Yuan! Blood-Handed Asura! What are you two doing here?"

The arrivals were none other than Wei Huang and Blood-Handed Asura!

Wei Huang drawled, "When Ye Feng left, he was worried some blind fools would come here and try to cause trouble for his women. That’s why he told the two of us to stay and guard the place. To think they actually showed up!"

He then raised a hand, pointing at the black-robed figures opposite him. "Your little plot is finished now that I’m here," he said coldly. "Get the hell out, now! Otherwise, none of you are leaving."

The commander of the Imperial Guard, his confidence restored, looked at the black-robed men and declared, "Do you have any idea what their cultivation level is? Let me enlighten you: they are Tier Three Martial Immortals!"

Wei Huang glanced at the commander and said calmly, "A small correction. I had a fortuitous breakthrough. I’m a Tier Four Martial Immortal now."

The commander’s eyes lit up as he shouted excitedly, "He’s already a Tier Four Martial Immortal? Then they stand no chance at all!"

He then turned to the black-robed men and said imperiously, "If you don’t get out now, you’ll all die here..."

Before he could finish, a tall, black-robed man stepped forward and abruptly raised his right hand. Instantly, a phantom palm several dozen feet wide materialized in the air. The man flipped his hand downward, and the massive palm smashed violently toward Wei Huang and Blood-Handed Asura.

Wei Huang and Blood-Handed Asura roared, both raising their palms to meet the attack head-on.

With an earth-shattering BOOM, the commander behind them could only watch in horror as Wei Huang and Blood-Handed Asura failed to withstand the blow. Their legs gave out, and they collapsed to their knees, mouths opening to spray torrents of blood. 𝘧𝓇ℯℴ𝓂

The commander’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. A magnificent Tier Four Martial Immortal, an absolute master, had been crippled by a single palm strike. ’How can this person be so terrifying?’

He looked up at the tall, black-robed man and asked in terror, "Who... who are you?"

The tall, black-robed man spoke in a chilling voice, "One of the Ten Yama Kings of the Underworld. The King of Chujiang."

BOOM!

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck him. The commander froze on the spot, utterly dumbfounded.

He never imagined that the Underworld would dispatch one of the Yama Kings for this.

Who were the Yama Kings? They were beings who had reached at least the level of a Tier Seven Martial Immortal! Across the entire Great Xia Empire, who could possibly stand against them? Who?

Just then, the King of Chujiang ordered coldly, "Move out! Capture all those bitches! Anyone who dares to interfere dies!"

The crowd of black-robed figures roared in affirmation and swarmed toward the Prince Consort’s manor.

Wei Huang and Blood-Handed Asura struggled to rise and stop them, but before they could even get to their feet, they coughed up another mouthful of blood and collapsed weakly to the ground. All they could do was watch helplessly as the black-robed figures stormed the Prince Consort’s manor.

Despair washed over Wei Huang. He looked to the heavens and sighed. "Ye Feng... I’ve failed you. We truly can’t stop them!"

But before the words had even left his lips, a deafening BANG echoed out. The next moment, he watched in astonishment as the black-robed figures who had just rushed into the manor were sent flying back out, one after another. They rained down like dumplings from a pot, hitting the ground with a series of sickening thuds. After a brief spasm, they went still.

Wei Huang’s eyes flew open. ’Who was that? Who has such terrifying power?’ He turned and saw a burly, bearded man slowly approaching.

The man had a sallow complexion, but a sharp glint flashed in his eyes as they opened and closed. He was clearly no ordinary person.

Behind them, the King of Chujiang’s expression turned frigid as he stared at the bearded man. "Where did a blind fool like you crawl out from? You dare make an enemy of my Underworld? Are you looking to die?"

With that, he raised his right palm and brought it smashing down on the bearded man.

Seeing the phantom palm, dozens of feet wide, smashing toward the bearded man, the commander behind him couldn’t help but shriek a warning, "Watch out! He’s a Tier Seven Martial Immortal!"

Before his warning was out, the bearded man casually waved his right hand. A flash of sword light streaked past. The King of Chujiang had no time to dodge and was sliced clean in two. His intestines and organs spilled out in an incredibly bloody and horrifying spectacle.

Everyone’s eyes bulged. The King of Chujiang! He was one of the Ten Yama Kings of the Underworld, an absolute master at the Tier Seven Martial Immortal realm! Yet he couldn’t even withstand a casual wave from this man. ’Just how terrifying is this man’s power?’

A thin, dark-skinned man in black robes stepped forward, glaring at the bearded man. "You dare kill a Yama King of my Underworld? You’re courting death! Today, I, King Qin, will be your opponent!"

Behind them, Xuanyuan Cheng heard this and gasped, "King Qin Guang! That’s King Qin Guang! He’s a terrifying master who has reached Tier Eight of the Martial Immortal realm!"

As they watched King Qin Guang charge at the bearded man, the hearts of everyone present sank. A Tier Eight Martial Immortal! They had never even heard of such a level of power, yet such a being had appeared right here. Surely, not even this mysterious man could withstand him!

But in the next instant, they saw the bearded man flick his right index finger. A ray of light flashed. King Qin Guang let out a bloodcurdling scream, and his body froze mid-charge.

Everyone watched, horrified, as a clean hole appeared on King Qin Guang’s forehead. Red and white matter sprayed from the wound.

The next moment, King Qin Guang’s body swayed, then crashed to the ground. He twitched a few times and then moved no more.

Everyone stared at the bearded man, their eyes wide and unblinking. King Qin Guang! He was a Tier Eight Martial Immortal, a being powerful enough to sweep away all opposition! Yet he couldn’t even survive a single flick of this man’s finger. He had been extinguished in an instant. Just how terrifying was this bearded man?