Chapter 175: An Old Man with a Very Badass Entrance

Amidst the sea of fire, Ma Hongjun held the Phoenix God Spear, his gaze focused as he looked at the two furious figures above, his expression calm.

One at the Sacred Mid-Stage, one at the Sacred Early-Stage.

In his eyes, they were both trash.

"Today, I have come to destroy your Netherworld Mansion," Ma Hongjun said. "Do you have any objections?"

"You bastard, you kill the disciples of our Netherworld Mansion and want to destroy our Netherworld Mansion? And you still ask if we have any objections!?"

Upon hearing Ma Hongjun's words, the Left Protector and the Mansion Master were so enraged they laughed.

They suspected this person was mentally ill; how could such shameless words be spoken by someone without their face turning red or heart racing? "Since that is the case, then come and accept your death."

"I will send you down to keep them company."

The Phoenix God Spear pointed directly at the two in the sky, Ma Hongjun said indifferently.

"Join forces, kill him!"

At the Mansion Master's command, he and the Left Protector unleashed their Sacred Artifacts and skills, killing their way forward.

Ma Hongjun's fighting spirit exploded; holding the Phoenix God Spear, he leaped up and thrust directly at the Mansion Master.

Facing the incoming attacks, he directly used his Infinite Nirvana Body to withstand them head-on.

Boom—! The explosion was super massive!

"Is he dead?"

"I don't think it's that easy."

"Not good!"

"Retreat quickly!"

The Mansion Master and the Left Protector were first confused, then their expressions changed drastically, and they immediately retreated explosively.

However, the next second, a long spear pierced through the Mansion Master's heart.

Terrifying Southern Bright Li Fire burned his entire body.

"Ah!!!"

The Mansion Master screamed, his eyes flashing with pain.

"Mansion Master! You thief, how dare you!"

The Left Protector was shocked and slashed a sword at Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun's expression was indifferent; he withdrew the spear from the Mansion Master and blocked the attacking Left Protector.

Bang! Clang! "How can it be so hard?"

"Could it be an Imperial Weapon?"

The Left Protector's pupils shrank.

The next second, the weapon in his hand was knocked away, and he was pierced through by a spear.

Puchi!

As fresh blood splattered, it was ignited by the Southern Bright Li Fire.

"The Heavenly Yin Sacred Ground... will not let you off... We have already surrendered, and I have already transmitted the images of you over there."

The Left Protector spat blood, his voice weak and filled with coldness.

Just the moment he saw his disciples being killed, he had immediately used a secret communication method to transmit information about Ma Hongjun and the situation here to the Heavenly Yin Sacred Ground.

"Let them come, I'll kill them all the same," Ma Hongjun said coldly.

"Hehe, the Sacred Land has at least three God Emperors... You underestimate the foundation of the Sacred Land too much."

After the Left Protector finished this sentence, his entire body was also ignited, eventually turning into nothingness.

"The Heavenly Yin Sacred Ground, more than three God Emperors, is indeed a formidable enemy, but I have a system; at worst, I'll just lay low until I become a God Emperor before going to destroy the Sacred Land."

Ma Hongjun remained disdainful in his heart.

"System, the mission is complete, time to settle it."

Ma Hongjun said.

System: "There is still one who hasn't died."

"There's more?"

"Oh right, I forgot about this old thing."

Ma Hongjun looked at the red dot deep within the Netherworld Mansion on the interface.

This was the ancestor of the Netherworld Mansion, at the Sacred Peak-Stage! His figure turned into a rainbow and left; just then, the sky was shrouded in gloomy mist.

A peerless black coffin appeared within the vortex of gloomy mist.

Thunder pierced the firmament, and a wave of angry fire pressed down like Mount Tai.

Even Ma Hongjun felt a sense of pressure.

Firelight flickered on his body, dissipating the pressure.

"A big guy has arrived."

Ma Hongjun narrowed his eyes, his fighting spirit growing even more intense, and he began to feel eager to try.

This Sacred Peak-Stage expert's entrance really had a high-class aura.

Someone who didn't know better would think a God Emperor had arrived.

The coffin lid opened, and a strange black aura drifted out from inside.

A skeletal old man's body drifted out from within, his entire body covered in strange black aura; his tightly closed eyes opened, looking at everything below, his eyes filled with fury, his expression cold, and his killing intent sharp.

"Is it you who killed my Netherworld Mansion?"

He could no longer sense the aura of the Elder and the Mansion Master.

They must have already fallen.

The Netherworld Mansion has been destroyed.

This ancestor of theirs was extremely furious.

The terrifying aura of the Sacred Peak-Stage bloomed, suppressing down toward Ma Hongjun.

"Your people were killed by me!"

"Old geezer, stop acting tough in front of me. Do you believe that I can burn you into ashes in one go?"

"No, you won't even have ashes left!"

Ma Hongjun held his long spear and said disdainfully.

"Junior, you are courting death!"

"Since that is the case, you shall stay and become a puppet of my Netherworld Mansion to help this old man revitalize the Netherworld Mansion!"

The skeletal old man's words were cold, like those of a man about to die.

A gigantic palm blotted out the sky and sun, suppressing down toward Ma Hongjun!

Facing this terrifying offensive, Ma Hongjun did not back down; instead, he raised the Phoenix God Spear in his hand and thrust it upward fiercely!

You think you're impressive? Then I am even more impressive than you! He, Ma Hongjun, only grows stronger when facing the strong!

"Hmph, overestimating your own strength!"

Seeing Ma Hongjun not dodging but instead taking the initiative to meet the attack, the skeletal old man snorted coldly.

He felt his dignity had been offended.

He must teach Ma Hongjun a harsh lesson. Now, apart from him, the Netherworld Mansion was practically wiped out. If he wanted to restore the glory of the Netherworld Mansion, he had to capture Ma Hongjun alive and brand his soul with a slave mark, making the other party help him revitalize the Netherworld Mansion.

He had great confidence in this palm strike of his. In his view, Ma Hongjun was merely at the Sacred Mid-Stage and was not worth worrying about in front of him. As for how he dealt with the Sacred Late-stage Right Protector, it was likely through some kind of secret technique.

In his eyes, the flames burning on Ma Hongjun's body were just a manifestation of a secret technique.

However, the reality that occurred was far from what he had imagined.

The moment the giant palm touched the long spear, he felt the toughness and sharpness of the spear tip, which could ignore all defenses, and in the next second, it pierced directly through his palm! Crack!

Starting from the center of the giant palm, cracks rapidly expanded outward until the entire palm was occupied by them, and finally, before his very eyes, it collapsed and disintegrated!!!

"What!? How could this be?! (; Д)!"

The skeletal old man's expression was one of great shock, and he exclaimed as if he had seen a ghost! This palm strike of his, at the Sacred Peak-Stage, had actually been broken so easily! "Old man, you talk too much nonsense, go to hell! End Time!"

Ma Hongjun's voice rang out disdainfully. The residual power of that falling palm could not even break his Infinite Nirvana Body; with this state active, he was immortal and indestructible!

Dare to ask who in this world is a True God? Only he, Ma Hongjun!

The entire space-time stopped instantly. The skeletal old man felt his body unable to move; only his soul could see the scene that followed. He saw Ma Hongjun transform into a stream of light, piercing through his body in the blink of an eye. The terrifying flames were ruthlessly and wantonly burning his aged skeletal body. Throughout the entire process, he had no power to resist, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, being toyed with at will! "Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!"

"What is this? Damn flames, extinguish for me!"

"Ah!!!!!"

Under the burning of the Southern Bright Li Fire, the skeletal old man screamed in agony, and finally, his body disintegrated into fly ash, then turned into nothingness, disappearing bit by bit!

(End of this chapter)