Chapter 1622: then translation of title

Ji Minghuang is also part of Luo Jiuyou's circle, one of the few young Heavenly Pride in Zhu Tian Wan Jie.

Possessing astonishing talent and strength.

At this moment, Ji Minghuang stood to the side, his gaze firm as he looked at Luo Jiuyou.

Actually, he and Blood Falling Star aren't on particularly good terms; there's even some grudge between them.

But now the Human Emperor Palace and the demon race have joined forces, so he must be on Blood Falling Star's side, otherwise he wouldn't be here.

"Ji Minghuang, are you going to protect this trash?"

Luo Jiuyou looked at Ji Minghuang with an icy gaze, asking slightly contemptuously.

Upon hearing this, Ji Minghuang did not immediately respond, but silently stared at Luo Jiuyou.

He knew he had no other choice, and he was indeed quite displeased with Luo Jiuyou.

However, the heavily wounded Blood Falling Star gritted his teeth and said:

"Luo Jiuyou, what did you say!"

However, Luo Jiuyou seemed indifferent to Blood Falling Star's anger, his gaze always locked on Ji Minghuang.

To Luo Jiuyou, Blood Falling Star is already a grasshopper after autumn, not worth fearing.

What he truly cares about is Ji Minghuang, who is likewise acclaimed as a young Heavenly Pride.

In his eyes, Ji Minghuang's current threat far exceeds that of Blood Falling Star.

Facing Luo Jiuyou's gaze, Ji Minghuang merely said lightly.

"With me here, you can't move him."

"Boastful, you talk big—only after a fight will we know."

Luo Jiuyou snorted coldly, emanating a powerful aura, as if already prepared for battle.

However, Ji Minghuang remained unmoved, standing there silently, his eyes icy and indifferent.

Seeing Ji Minghuang determined to protect Blood Falling Star, Luo Jiuyou wasted no words and immediately prepared to act.

However, Ye Zhangqing at the side suddenly reached out to stop him, speaking softly.

"Can you handle Blood Falling Star on your own now?"

Upon hearing that, Luo Jiuyou gave the weakened Blood Falling Star a cold glance and sneered.

"I could crush him with one hand now."

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing nodded, then turned his gaze to Ji Minghuang and said slowly.

"Alright, Blood Falling Star is yours, this guy is mine."

Ye Zhangqing's tone was so calm that one couldn't sense any ripple, as if discussing something trivial.

Having spoken, Ye Zhangqing stepped forward, his steps steady and strong, each step raising his aura a notch.

As he advanced, the surrounding air seemed to be moved, forming an invisible pressure.

Watching Ye Zhangqing's back, Luo Jiuyou blinked slightly, but quickly came to his senses.

He grinned, no longer worried.

He knew Ye Zhangqing's strength well; although Ye Zhangqing isn't yet renowned in Zhu Tian Wan Jie, his actual power is formidable.

He was clear about Ye Zhangqing's strength, which is not inferior to his own or Ji Minghuang's.

To say he could defeat Ji Minghuang might be uncertain, but merely stopping him, Ji Minghuang would have no temper.

After all, Ye Zhangqing's strength is evident; even against an expert like Ji Minghuang, he has enough confidence to cope.

Thinking this, Luo Jiuyou's worries faded, replaced by trust in Ye Zhangqing.

He believed that with Ye Zhangqing's strength, he could certainly stop Ji Minghuang, buying them more time.

As for Blood Falling Star, heh, a already wounded guy—could Luo Jiuyou still fear him?

Immediately, Luo Jiuyou lunged at Blood Falling Star.

Seeing this, Blood Falling Star gritted his teeth to block, and Ji Minghuang also struck at once, slashing a sword at Luo Jiuyou.

However, facing Ji Minghuang's sword, Luo Jiuyou paid it no heed, not even glancing at it.

Because he knew this sword posed no threat to him, and naturally someone would intervene.

As expected, the next second a blade flash passed—Ye Zhangqing acted.

The blade light and Ji Minghuang's sword edge clashed fiercely.

With a dull thud, both vanished simultaneously.

"Sorry, your opponent is me."

At this moment, Ye Zhangqing stood before Ji Minghuang and spoke softly.

Seeing Ye Zhangqing suddenly appear before him, Ji Minghuang's expression remained indifferent as he spoke contemptuously.

"Where did this trash come from, daring to block me?"

Ji Minghuang's voice was full of disdain, as if Ye Zhangqing were merely an insignificant ant, not worth his notice.

His gaze was cold, seemingly telling Ye Zhangqing that he didn't regard him at all.

Ye Zhangqing stood before Ji Minghuang, feeling the powerful aura emanating from him.

But his face showed no change, remaining calm.

Ji Minghuang looked at Ye Zhangqing, the corner of his mouth slightly lifting, revealing a hint of disdain.

He seemed to mock Ye Zhangqing's overconfidence, thinking he could not possibly match him.

"You're just a tiny ant, yet you dare stand in my way?"

Ji Minghuang's voice brimmed with contempt, as if Ye Zhangqing were a trivial existence.

Ye Zhangqing took a deep breath, his gaze calm upon Ji Minghuang, showing no fear, as if everything was under control, and he spoke lightly.

"You're overconfident."

Ye Zhangqing knew well that Ji Minghuang's strength was not to be underestimated; without any real skill, how could he possibly live up to the title of Top Prodigy of Zhu Tian Wan Jie?

But Ye Zhangqing was no ordinary fighter; his battle power was already able to match these Top Prodigies.

Hearing Ye Zhangqing's words, Ji Minghuang's face showed a slight contemptuous smile, and he said disdainfully.

"Overconfident? Haha, many have said that, but they have all become dead souls beneath my sword."

Then, his tone grew even more arrogant.

"Do you think a piece of trash that came out of nowhere has the right to block my Ji Minghuang's path?"

Having said that, Ji Minghuang unhesitatingly swung his sword; the sword light, like lightning, swiftly shot toward Ye Zhangqing.

The sword light carried a sharp sword intent; wherever it passed, space became distorted and on the verge of collapse.

This sword seemed the most piercing force in heaven and earth, bearing endless killing intent and destructive power.

Where the sword light reached, space seemed torn apart, appearing as black fissures that flickered with strange light, as if they were passages to an endless abyss.

The power of this sword was so terrifying as to be unimaginable.

It seemed the strongest force in the universe, able to easily rend space and destroy everything.

Before this sword, any defense appeared feeble and weak, any life seemed insignificantly small.

The appearance of this sword made the whole world tremble. Its terrifying power made people feel endless fear and awe.

Ji Minghuang chanted softly.

"Human Emperor, Suppress the World."