Chapter 250

Xuanwu Mountain.

Shen Qing and the others had already prepared here, more than a dozen people, the weakest among them being at the fifth level of the Yuan Dan Realm.

Among them were several members of the Zhu family, all of whom, like Zhu Lingyue, opposed devouring the dragon's qi, and they were the ones who supported Zhu Lingyue's ascension to the throne.

The oldest person sitting on the stone was Zhu Lingyue's master, namely the Heavenly Ancestor, Zhu Hao.

As a figure of the Heavenly Ancestor generation of Zhu Lingyue, he is now over four hundred years old.

Shen Qing walked toward Zhu Hao: "You are Zhu Lingyue's master, right?"

Zhu Hao slowly opened his eyes, his eyes revealing an aged aura, he smiled and looked at Shen Qing.

"You are Shen Qing, I have come all this way to thank you properly on behalf of Zhu Lingyue."

Shen Qing waved his hand: "Just luck."

Afterwards, the two chatted briefly, and Shen Qing asked.

"As for you, senior, facing this shortcut of devouring dragon's qi, could it be that you never felt even a little tempted?"

Zhu Hao's smile faded slightly.

"What I hate most is people like them."

Shen Qing narrowed his eyes, his innate six senses telling him that Zhu Hao was telling the truth, yet he avoided Shen Qing's question, giving no direct response.

At this moment, Wu Nian spoke: "Shen donor, the monk has already seen them."

Everyone turned their gaze toward the distant clouds, and sure enough, nearly twenty streaks of extremely fast flying figures had already appeared there, and even Zhu Hao turned his gaze that way.

Taking this opportunity, Shen Qing spread his palm and hung several threads of karma upon Zhu Hao.

One cannot be without caution against others.

Shen Qing walked to the front of the crowd: "Prepare, when I make a move, you will each unleash your strongest ultimate arts upon them."

Suddenly, Shen He narrowed his eyes: "Their speed has slowed, as if they are flying toward us."

"Have they discovered us?"

Shen Qing shook his head: "Not likely, if they had discovered us, they would have already unleashed their ultimate arts to blast us."

"But who knows what they are thinking, however, this is them coming to us on their own, so we cannot blame ourselves."

In the sky.

The Shun Emperor's side had already gathered their last strength, a full three and a half saints, twenty-three at the Yuan Dan Realm.

The Shun Emperor spoke lightly: "Stop!"

Everyone halted their rapid charge and leaned toward the Shun Emperor.

The Jing Emperor expressed some doubt: "Ancestor, is there something you have discovered?"

The Shun Emperor's gaze was plain: "Beneath our feet is Xuanwu Mountain, after passing Xuanwu Mountain and walking another twenty li, we reach Anyanshan Mountain."

The black-clad half-saint also spoke: "Old brother, just keep going, why stop here?"

The Shun Emperor shook his head: "You do not know, Shen Qing has never been one to follow rules, I am certain, Shen Qing will absolutely not be so foolish as to wait for us stupidly at Anyanshan Mountain!"

"He must have already laid a net of heaven and earth!"

"So we must also act without rules."

Saying this, the Shun Emperor stretched out his hand and pointed downward at Xuanwu Mountain: "We will descend from Xuanwu Mountain, begin stealthy foot travel, and upon reaching Xuanwu Mountain, we will ambush Shen Qing!"

The people around all raised their thumbs in unison: "Good plan!"

Saying this, everyone began to lower their altitude, descending toward the direction of Xuanwu Mountain.

But just then, a dark, terrifying blade light shot straight at them, slicing through everything in its path, instantly annihilating mountain rocks, this single blade crossing hundreds of meters in an instant, rushing straight toward the crowd.

"Not a bad plan, as a reward, I give you a blade!"

"Gui Xu Yin!"

"Jue Tian Jian!"

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"

Dozens of terrifying ultimate arts streaked straight toward the Shun Emperor and his group.

Boom boom boom!

Continuous explosion sounds came, countless shockwaves erupted, the great trees on Xuanwu Mountain's summit were instantly pressed flat by the shockwaves and fell to the ground.

Three or four Yuan Dan Realm cultivators didn't even get to see what ultimate art it was before being blown to pieces by the successive ultimate arts, and immediately afterward were swallowed by the black hole cut from the Gui Xu Yin.

The situation of these few half-saints was no better.

The black-clad half-saint had his lower half severed.

And the Shun Emperor also lost half a palm, took a blade to the chest, was chopped and sent flying backward.

He spat blood madly from his mouth, even mixed with visceral fragments, his eyes full of incomprehension, doubt, and unwillingness, until he saw Shen Qing and his group on Xuanwu Mountain.

Rage instantly surged into his eyes, he roared loudly.

"Shen Qing! Do you still have any shame? How could you do such a thing!"

The Shun Emperor's heart was dripping blood, he had originally intended to descend from Xuanwu Mountain and walk over to ambush Shen Qing, but the enemy had already prepared an ambush on Xuanwu Mountain, his plan backfired, letting his group collide straight into Shen Qing's blade, and worse, they even complained it was too far, actively walking several steps toward Shen Qing's blade.

Otherwise, taking the normal path straight to Anyanshan Mountain by flight, they would not have been beaten so badly.

Shen Qing raised the Dragon-Slaying Finger toward the Shun Emperor, his tone somewhat dissatisfied: "Old immortal, what do you mean? I am standing here with more than a dozen people, you only pick on me to scold—what does that mean?"

The Shun Emperor finally steadied his form, his face flushed red, he shouted in anger and frustration: "Could they really do such a thing? Besides you, who else could think of such a vicious trick?"

This made Shen Qing laugh angrily: "Old thing, your guess is spot on, but I find it unpleasant to hear."

The Slaughter Armor instantly completed its coverage, Shen Qing transformed into a blood shadow and killed toward Shun.

The distance of hundreds of meters was covered in an instant, Shen Qing's fist wrapped in terrifying black mist fell straight toward the Shun Emperor.

"I fucking will kill you!"

The Shun Emperor missing half a palm, just now having been hit by dozens of ultimate arts, he was also the one struck head-on by that impact, now his internal qi is extremely mottled, all kinds of qi still not cleared from his body, causing his luck to slow by half.

Boom!

Shen Qing's punch had already slammed into his face, sending him flying backward.

Boom!

Only a tremendous roar was heard as Shun Di was blasted into a small hill.

And at the moment Shen Qing struck, Zhu Lingyue and the others also sprang into action—king against king, general against general—terrifying vital energy erupted instantly, and the light waves of supreme techniques flared continuously.

And Shun Di, having been blasted into the small hill, has not emerged to this day; unknown whether he is feigning death or truly unable to rise.

But Shen Qing doesn't care about your excuses—seize your illness, take your life!