Chapter 614

That breathtakingly beautiful face, beautiful to the extreme, yet he had no desire to appreciate it.

Because the Grim Reaper's scythe has already swung down!

Before he could react, his head and body were already apart.

His head and body went their separate ways.

He stared wide‑eyed, and even in death he never understood how he actually died.

His death was almost the same as that of the tenth Elder of Huangjin City earlier, both being head‑and‑body separated!

The saint's corpse fell from the sky, blood staining the vast heavens red!

A powerful saint fell like this, something no one had expected!

All eyes were fixed on Ye Qingran, their hearts unable to gauge how shocked and horrified they were.

A saint under her, fragile as if made of porcelain!

What's more terrifying is that it wasn't just a simple kill. Ye Qingran, under the assault of three saints, killed a saint!

Seeing this, Elder Wu of Yunfu in Nan Yin Zhou and the third Elder of Huangjin City were shocked beyond measure.

Previously, when Ye Qingran executed a single Saint‑slashing strike, they assumed that the tenth Elder had just become a saint, his cultivation unstable, and thus not a match for Ye Qingran, which was understandable.

But now?

The three of them combined forces, and not only failed to kill Ye Qingran, but caused her to kill one of them!

Now, only two of them remain!

Even three saints together aren't her match, let alone the two of them!

A sense of helplessness rose in their hearts, death's aura surrounded them, and now their bodies were bound by thunder power, the lightning pillar above about to strike, leaving them in panic.

At this moment they finally realized they'd hit a solid wall.

Ye Qingran is certainly not just a simple saint!

"Ye Qingran, you bastard, I'm fighting you to the death!"

Elder Wu let out a roar, his whole body erupting with terrifying power.

Within this power, besides the saint's own strength, there was another force, seemingly from a magical artifact.

"Just you?" Ye Qingran sneered coldly, "Even Yun Lan can't beat me, so where does this mutt get its confidence?"

Elder Wu nearly crushed a yellow tooth with his bite.

Ye Qingran dared to call him a mutt, damn it!

"Third Elder, what are you still waiting for?" he turned his head and shouted at the third Elder.

The third Elder trembled all over, instantly reacting.

Life and death hinge on this move; at this moment he must cooperate with Elder Wu, unleash his strongest killing technique, perhaps there is still a sliver of hope!

The third Elder also unleashed supreme power, his aura and brilliance driven to the limit, his entire being radiating sharpness.

Both are veteran saints with formidable strength; now they push their power to the maximum, supplemented by secret techniques and magical artifacts, making it unbearable to stare at.

Their combined forces are terrifying, far beyond what an ordinary saint could resist!

"Ye Qingran, go die!"

Their full‑force strike slammed toward Ye Qingran, energy surging like a massive wave yet swift as lightning, crushing everything in its path, warping space wherever it passed!

The surge of massive power summoned raging winds, flying sand and stones, even the clouds overhead changed their state!

"So strong!"

Can Ye Qingran withstand such overwhelming power?

Everyone held their breath, watching intently.

Ling Xueyao, Nan Yan and a few others now clenched their fists, gripping tightly, their hearts also lifted.

They knew this was the two saints' final counterattack, also their last hope!

If successful, Ye Qingran would be reduced to ash and vanish from this world, and her child would naturally be left for them to deal with.

If it fails...

"No! Impossible!" Ling Xueyao would not accept such an outcome under any circumstances.

"Ye Qingran, you go die!"

She shouted loudly, and at the same instant her sharp voice fell, a massive unparalleled energy engulfed Ye Qingran.

Ye Qingran just... gone?

For some reason, no one was willing to accept this fact.

They widened their eyes, hoping to see Ye Qingran burst forth in light!

But they failed.

After a long while, Ye Qingran still did not emerge.

The energy gradually faded, the glare ceased, and the raging wind slowly calmed.

Just now, where Ye Qingran stood, there was nothing!

The onlookers from the Academy felt a sudden pang, a thought rose in their minds.

Ye Qingran... gone?

A saint, just wiped out to nothing?

Ling Xueyao stared blankly for a few seconds, then couldn't suppress her inner excitement and laughed loudly at the sky.

"Hahaha, Ye Qingran, you finally died!"

Beside them, Nan Yan also wore a radiant, spring‑filled smile.

Heaven knows how much she hates Ye Qingran. If not for her, would she have fallen to this point?

"Ye Qingran, fight me in the next life!"

Only Xiaohu Xiaocheng and a few disciples of the Renxu class did not think so.

They did not know where Ye Qingran had gone, but they were certain she was nearby.

"With only this level of skill, you still want to kill me?"

Sure enough, the familiar voice floated in, like Kun Shan jade shattering, with a hint of contempt.

"Mother!"

Xiaohu Xiaocheng's face brightened, and looking toward the direction of the voice, they unsurprisingly saw their mother.

She stood before Yao Ri, against the light, and from that angle only a black silhouette could be seen.

After their eyes gradually adjusted to the light, everyone finally saw that she was still intact, her aura divine.

For Qin Feixue and the others, this was tremendous good news.

But for Ling Xueyao and the others, it was undoubtedly a nightmare!

Ye Qingran—still alive and well!

Ling Xueyao nearly bit her own teeth in hatred!

Elder Wu of Yunfu and the Third Elder of Huangjin City were rigid, their faces ashen.

They had just used their strongest killing techniques, yet still couldn't harm Ye Qingran in the slightest.

A thick wave of despair surged in their hearts.

At this moment, when they looked at Ye Qingran again, their eyes had changed.

Panic spread in the depths of their eyes.

"It's time to send you off," Ye Qingran chuckled lightly, preparing to strike, and Elder Wu and the Third Elder hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Hold on!"

"Why is this?" Elder Wu roared loudly. His emotions were on the brink of collapse.

Why?

Ye Qingran raised an eyebrow, and her entire demeanor seemed to shift; the aura she radiated induced an insurmountable despair.

The luminous qi around her seemed even more dazzling.

"This, this is…"

"Emperor's Will!"

Ye Qingran—she actually possessed the Emperor's Will!

Elder Wu and the Third Elder were both Saints, feeling the Emperor's Will most deeply.

This was what they had sought all their lives, still unfulfilled, yet they saw it in a woman decades younger than them!

"Alright, now you can close your eyes, can't you?"

"Please, spare us!"

Elder Wu and the Third Elder knelt on the ground one after another, repeatedly kowtowing, trying to coax Ye Qingran into giving them a chance.

However, when they lowered their heads, a cold glint still flashed in their eyes.

"A gentleman's revenge need not wait ten years; as long as we keep our lives today, later we will make Ye Qingran pay dearly!"

Ye Qingran looked down at them, as if she didn't know their petty thoughts.

"You've asked the wrong person; I'm not the type to be soft‑hearted."

As she spoke, she killed them.

When the two blood‑splattered heads rolled on the ground, everyone's hearts trembled.

This was two Saints! Ye Qingran dismissed it so lightly.

Easy, as if slaying a chicken!