Chapter 611: Death God Descends!

With their current strength, they are definitely no match for these people.

Furthermore, not knowing Ye Qingran's true strength, they inevitably feel some concern.

"Don't be afraid, you all step aside; I'll handle this."

Qin Feixue and the other Heaven Class disciples only then realized that Ye Qingran had not shown the slightest trace of fear from beginning to end.

They couldn't help but wonder whether she was just too optimistic or truly didn't take their lineup seriously.

"Profound Emperors and Profound Venerables, all retreat, or don't blame me for accidental killing."

"Arrogant!" the Assassin Leader shouted coldly, "Since you seek death, we'll grant it!"

The Assassin Leader waved his hand, and a Saint behind him to the left struck!

A Saint's cultivation surpasses that of a Profound Emperor.

If the first six levels of cultivators are still mortal flesh, then a Saint is a realm that has partially transcended mortality.

A Saint's ability to resonate with heavenly and earthly spiritual power has undergone a qualitative leap, making the five senses far sharper and enabling one to destroy a city single-handedly.

Hence, they are also called Transcendent Saints.

Generally speaking, before a Saint, even the most formidable Profound Emperor cannot withstand a single blow.

Thus, the Saint who made the move didn't even consider Ye Qingran worth noticing; he didn't intend to kill her in one strike, but planned to toy with her.

He let out a cold laugh, lunging at Ye Qingran, sweeping past her head like a startled swan, his eyes flashing with evil light.

Such a beautiful woman—her body must be gorgeous, right?

If we stripped her clothes in public for everyone to admire, wouldn't that be wonderful?

Thinking so, he did just that.

As he passed over Ye Qingran's head, he reached out to grab her clothing.

He had thought Ye Qingran's clothing would surely be ripped off easily, leaving her naked for all to admire.

He hadn't expected Ye Qingran to be incredibly agile, dodging away!

That Saint furrowed his brows, about to strike again, when he suddenly felt a chill, turned his head, and met a pair of eyes as cold as ice.

Her complexion was like drifting snow, the corner of her lips curled in a half-smile.

The next moment, he felt a chill on his body, and his clothes exploded into shreds.

And he, Bai Pang's bulky frame, instantly stood naked before everyone's eyes.

"Ah!"

That Saint hastily covered his vital parts.

"Eh! My eyes!"

Hong Wu felt disgusted, almost vomiting.

What did she do wrong? Why make her see something so nauseating?

A white‑skinned pig?

Enoki mushroom!

Anyway, words fail to describe it!

"You're asking for death!"

That Saint was both shocked and angry.

He was shocked that Ye Qingran not only dodged his attack but also struck him unawares; he was angry that, as a lofty Saint, he had been humiliated by a Profound Emperor.

Unbelievable!

"I think you're the one seeking death!"

Ye Qingran let out a faint sigh.

"Soul Sever! Death Kill!"

Four words, spoken indifferently from Ye Qingran's mouth, as if from hell.

At this moment, her expression turned cold and solemn, like a killing god descending.

At the same time, she leapt into the void, slowly raised her hand, and an invisible scythe appeared.

Death God Descends!

Everyone looked up at this scene, their hearts utterly shaken.

However, this shock didn't last long—under the Death God's Hammer, a blood moon instantly appeared!

Silence!

Stillness!

No sound at all—it was as if the world had been muted, like hell itself!

In the instant the Death God's Scythe swung, blood spattered everywhere, complementing the blood moon behind Ye Qingran.

When the Death God's Scythe returned to Ye Qingran's hand, it was stained with a few drops of blood.

Only then did the crowd turn their gaze to that Saint.

What did they see?

Just moments ago, that invincible Saint's body was split apart!

Blood spurted forth like a spring!

Life force ebbed rapidly, the Saint's essence dissipating on the wind, finally turning into specks of starlight.

How is this possible?!

Ye Qingran actually—with a single move—Saint Slay!

What does that mean?

Peng~

The corpse and the head fell to the ground almost simultaneously; after the blood stained the soil, it became even more terrifying.

"I told you, you're nothing but a bunch of stinky fish and rotten shrimp!"

Ye Qingran's Death‑God scythe had not been withdrawn.

She stood in the void; the already stunningly beautiful woman now exuded a dark aura, even her lip color seemed tinged with a murderous purple.

The assassins from Huangjin City Dan Valley were horrified, realizing they had tangled with a hard nut!

Ye Qingran, this woman, was far less easy to handle than imagined!

As for Qin Feixue and the others, they were also greatly frightened.

Their eyes on Ye Qingran were filled with shock.

Until now, they had always thought Ye Qingran was merely a Mysterious Emperor.

After all, in the Academy, a Special Grade Instructor is the strength of a Mysterious Emperor.

They never expected…

"My mother also…" Hong Wu and the others were stunned.

She never dreamed that the newly arrived Instructor of Renxu 108 Class could slay a saint with a single move!

Is this something a human can achieve?

Even more shocking than Hong Wu was Qin Zixie.

Before returning to the Academy, he sneered at the new Instructor, showing no expectation at all.

Later, when he learned she was a Pill Emperor, he admitted she had been frightened.

But because of his preconceived bias, he always had objections to her until that day in Sculpture Valley, when Ye Qingran gave him a lesson, he realized the new Instructor was no ordinary.

However, he never imagined that besides being a Pill Emperor and a Beast Taming Grandmaster, she was also a top‑tier combat Saint?!

Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen, the two who act as sons, also never saw it coming.

They knew their mother was formidable, yet never had a chance to see her strike seriously.

Just now, when dealing with that lecherous Saint, mother was serious.

But the consequence of her seriousness was just… too handsome!

"You three, will you attack together, or one by one?"

Ye Qingran curled the corner of her lips, and an endless pressure pressed upon them.

Whether the party from Nan Yin Zhou Yunfu or the assassins sent by Huangjin City Dan Valley, each lost their earlier contempt, instead their bodies tensed, eyes heavy with solemnity.

Several Saints exchanged glances, knowing clearly that their individual strength could not match Ye Qingran.

But three together, Ye Qingran would certainly not be their opponent!

After all, the Saint Ye Qingran just killed had only recently entered sainthood, his strength only a bit above the peak Mysterious Emperor.

They were different; they had remained in the Saint realm for many years, their power robust.

"We will go in, and must execute her here!"

Elder Wu roared, and the three leapt up, their massive aura surging like a mountain‑crushing tide, heightening the pressure.

At this moment, the setting sun sank in the west, and the sky grew dark.

The Saint's Light sliced through the night, noticed by people not far away.