Chapter 430 - 429: Kunlun Holy Ruins, Murong Yunhai

Chapter 430: Chapter 429: Kunlun Holy Ruins, Murong Yunhai

Just then, the Inner Guard Commander snapped back to his senses and shouted excitedly, "With this godlike figure here, the manor is safe today!"

But before he could even finish, a sinister voice sounded from behind the crowd of black-robed men:

"With him here, you think you’re safe? Wishful thinking!"

As the voice faded, an old man in a yellow robe slowly approached, his hands clasped behind his back.

The moment the old man appeared, an utterly terrifying pressure instantly filled the air. The inner guards with lower cultivation bases behind couldn’t withstand the tyrannical pressure and violently exploded.

Even the Inner Guard Commander was forced to stagger back from the pressure. The next moment, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Inner Guard Commander looked up at the yellow-robed old man, his heart filled with terror. ’Who in the world is this? How can he be so terrifying?’

At that moment, all the black-robed men bowed to the yellow-robed old man and spoke respectfully, "We greet the Western Ghost Emperor."

"The Western Ghost Emperor... one of the Five Ghost Emperors of the Underworld." This time, even Wei Huang couldn’t help but cry out in shock. In the next instant, his heart sank.

The Western Ghost Emperor was an expert in the Underworld second only to the Fengdu Emperor. His cultivation had reached Tier Nine Peak Martial Immortal, a heaven-defying existence just one step away from the Dao Realm!

He never imagined that the Underworld would dispatch such a terrifying figure just to deal with the women around Ye Feng.

’Who could possibly stand against such an existence? This bushy-bearded man might have crippled King Qin Guang, a Tier Eight Martial Immortal, which means at best he’s only an initial-stage Tier Nine. Against the Western Ghost Emperor, he’s no match, not even for a single blow!’

’I thought the bushy-bearded man’s appearance would be a turning point, but it looks like I was being naive. This just prolongs the struggle. The ending is still inevitable!’

At that moment, the Western Ghost Emperor looked at the bushy-bearded man and said grimly, "You killed a Yama King of my Underworld. It seems you’re dead set on opposing us. Since you’re looking for death, I’ll be the one to send you on your way!"

With that, he thrust his right fist forward. In an instant, a colossal fist of energy materialized and came roaring toward the bushy-bearded man.

Before the fist arrived, the gale from its approach did. Everyone behind couldn’t withstand the piercing wind and was sent flying like kites with their strings cut.

Wei Huang looked at the bushy-bearded man and sighed helplessly. ’How could he possibly withstand such a terrifying attack?’

’It’s over. We’re completely screwed!’

But in the next moment, he saw the bushy-bearded man casually raise his right hand, extend a single finger, and tap it directly onto the colossal fist.

With a deafening BOOM that nearly shattered their eardrums, Wei Huang watched, wide-eyed, as the colossal fist exploded.

Wei Huang couldn’t believe his eyes. ’The power of a single finger... could actually be this great?’

The Western Ghost Emperor finally realized something was wrong. He looked at the bushy-bearded man and shouted in astonishment:

"You... who in the world are you?"

The bushy-bearded man looked at the Western Ghost Emperor and calmly said, "Kunlun Sacred Ruins. Murong Yunhai."

"Murong Yunhai... it’s actually you!" The Western Ghost Emperor’s expression changed drastically upon hearing the name. The next moment, he couldn’t help but shriek:

"Murong Yunhai, you dare to violate the prohibition and descend from the mountain? Aren’t you afraid of the Adjudicators’ sanctions?"

Before he could finish speaking, Murong Yunhai vanished. In the next instant, he abruptly appeared before the Western Ghost Emperor. His right hand shot out like lightning, clamped onto his neck, and squeezed hard.

With the sound of cracking bones, the Western Ghost Emperor’s eyes bulged. But in the next moment, his pupils slowly dilated. His head lolled to one side as he died a violent death.

Murong Yunhai flicked his wrist, tossing the Western Ghost Emperor’s corpse to the ground, and said coldly, "So noisy."

Everyone watching this scene almost had their eyes pop out of their sockets. The Western Ghost Emperor? He was one of the Five Ghost Emperors, a terrifying existence whose cultivation had reached Tier Nine Peak Martial Immortal.

Yet before Murong Yunhai, he had no power to resist whatsoever and was simply strangled to death. ’Is... is this really happening?’

Seeing Murong Yunhai’s heaven-defying power, the black-robed men behind them were scared witless. With a collective shriek, they scattered and fled in all directions.

But in the next instant, Murong Yunhai swung his right hand horizontally. A flash of sword light swept past, and all the black-robed men were sliced in half at the waist. In the blink of an eye, the hundreds of black-robed men were slaughtered. Not a single one was left alive. ℴ

Everyone stared at Murong Yunhai, frozen in shock.

Just then, the phone in the Western Ghost Emperor’s pocket began to ring insistently. Murong Yunhai walked over, pulled out the phone, and casually answered.

...

On the other end of the call, the Fengdu Emperor, having finally gotten through, put the call on speaker. He then looked at Ye Feng and said with utter confidence:

"Your women have all been captured by now. If you don’t believe me, just listen..."

He had barely finished speaking when an unfamiliar voice came from the phone. "Hello?"

The Fengdu Emperor paused, stunned, then asked in confusion, "Why do you have the Western Ghost Emperor’s phone? Where is he?"

A single sentence from the other end of the line made the Fengdu Emperor’s pupils constrict.