Chapter 48: What, you're scared just facing a Great Emperor?

The two sides facing off had different expressions.

On the field, there was utter silence, as if no one were present; not even the faintest breath could be heard, and nobody made a sound at that moment.

Countless Holy Sons and Daughters, bruised and dirty, also remained completely silent.

It was as if their vocal cords had been suddenly ripped away, and their fear reached its peak in that instant.

No wonder they say 'kill a chicken to scare the monkeys'.

"'Killing a chicken to warn the monkeys' really is the best way to seize a chicken by the neck."

Nobody expected that this seemingly lax group would actually be capable of killing!

Moreover, they struck without mercy, extremely decisive, and could even laughingly call it a misunderstanding.

A misunderstanding?

They're not idiots! In part of their hearts, regret and anxiety quickly spread.

I regret not acting earlier!

Had I known this bunch were actually killing gods, they would never have recklessly opposed them no matter what.

Too bad, no matter how much they regret, it's already too late.

"Old Ancestor, save us!"

"Old Ancestor, save us!"

Some Holy Sons and Daughters finally couldn't bear such pressure, suddenly broke down shouting, struggling desperately to reach their Old Ancestor's side.

But the people of Great Xia aren't easy to bully; after coming here for no reason and putting on a show, do they think they can just leave? No way!

Any Holy Maiden trying to flee was directly crushed mercilessly.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

The reincarnated people of Great Xia shrugged indifferently, uncaring of the hateful gazes fixed upon them.

They sneered continuously.

"Save yourselves? Rest assured, no one can save your lives."

"We originally meant well, guarding the Imperial Pass for you, and this is how you repay us?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, wanting to drive us out—even if we agreed, those many brothers who died on the road wouldn't agree."

Saying that, a cold light flashed.

Under everyone's gaze, the Holy Maiden who had just been shouting the loudest had her head fly straight into the sky, blood spattering, her chest torn open with a huge hole, and her body crashed heavily to the ground.

Even without a head, some secret arts allow rebirth, but this group of reincarnated people would absolutely leave no such loophole.

If they're said to be dead, then they are dead.

There is no possibility of showing the slightest mercy.

All the Holy Sons and Daughters who had been struggling suddenly felt as if their throats were seized, fear rendering them unable to even cry for help.

At this point, who would dare say a word? Watching the reincarnated ones kill their own Holy Sons and Daughters right before their eyes—and even two in a row—the Old Ancestors observing all this could no longer hold back.

"Impudent brat! We gave you face, yet you don't know gratitude; if so, don't blame us for bullying the small with the great!"

Old Ancestors from all sides gathered.

Each person's application was similarly furious.

How could they not be angry? These Heaven's Pride were painstakingly nurtured by them, pouring vast effort and resources into a terrifying cultivation, only to be told they're killed just like that; moreover, some are their bloodline descendants! The stronger one is, the harder it is to leave offspring.

Having them all killed, what's the difference from dying without heirs? Their eyes blazed with killing intent.

"Even if you truly are unparalleled talents, you're still juniors; acting this way is truly arrogant."

"Even if you were sages from three thousand years ago, or some peerless Heaven's Pride, world history speaks by strength!"

"Today I'll make you lot, who don't know the height of heaven or depth of earth, realize that there are still strong ones among humanity!" After hearing the Old Ancestors' tirade, the reincarnated Great Xia people's expressions twisted somewhat.

It was simply laughable to the point of distortion.

Heh?

Strong one? Vision?

"A bunch of old-timers leaning on their age, since you want to see our prowess, we won't hold back either."

"I'll throw that back at you so you know there are indeed strong ones among humanity—but not you."

Having said that, their aura rose.

The observing humans all shuddered in disbelief.

Are these guys crazy?

They actually plan to directly attack the Old Ancestors?

Even the Old Ancestor himself found it unbelievable, but what followed was laughable.

A bunch of frogs in a well, wanting to fight them? Let them see what a Holy Land Old Ancestor is!

No wonder it's an Old Ancestor cultivated over many years in a Holy Land—capable of holding down a region, indeed quite strong; having moved, heaven and earth changed abruptly, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

The Heaven's Pride of Great Xia found it somewhat hard to match up, being forced to retreat one after another.

The Old Ancestors, arrogant and full of scorn, withdrew and stood between heaven and earth, their brows and eyes revealing a faint smile.

"What genius? Just this much!"

"I can't withstand even one round of the old man's strength!"

But just then, this utterly arrogant Old Ancestor suddenly heard a light laugh near his ear.

The voice was light and spirited, divine power overwhelming; in an instant, the Old Ancestor who had been showing off in the sky shuddered violently, like a bird with a broken wing, and fell with a thud to the ground—an upside-down fall.

A huge pit appeared on the ground! The field instantly fell silent, not even a sparrow's chirp.

I don't know which wretched soul, at that moment trembling, suddenly said: "Old Ancestor… the Old Ancestor fell from heaven!"

What a splendid external description! Meanwhile, the red hue that the Old Ancestors had dispersed reconvened, turning into a pure blood-red.

The ominous color made everyone feel uneasy, except the faces of the people of Great Xia, which showed delight! That light, spirited voice carried a smile.

I didn't originally want to make such a grand show, but if I didn't come, you might look down on me.

What's the point of bullying our juniors? If you're dissatisfied, why not directly discuss the Dao with this emperor?

A red moon hung crookedly; the Red Moon Emperor wore a golden dragon robe, and at some point he was already laughing as he stood beside the Old Ancestor Dao Zai Cong Lao Zu.

Soldier against soldier, general against general—just right!

The Red Moon Emperor's appearance was merely a prelude.

The Immortal Vessel Emperor, the South Sea Emperor—these named beings had somehow appeared here; few saw how they moved, and before anyone knew it, those old ancestors had turned into dumplings in the pot, all falling down, as embarrassed as could be.

Even the humans within Emperor's Pass were greatly shocked.

As expected of an emperor! Indeed, only an emperor is truly strong!

The emperor's power is terrifying indeed!

On the contrary, the corners of the Great Xia people's mouths twitched—'What a fine act you put on...'

Even if the emperors heard, they paid no heed, merely watching the repelled old ancestors in silence, sneering, 'How so?'

Now you've turned into a shrinking-headed turtle?

You greedy, death-fearing maggots... you've gone too far!

(End of chapter)