Chapter 58: The Secret of Ji Yanling's Mother

Whether they were cultivators or ordinary people, it is estimated that they would never forget that scene in their entire lives.

In their eyes, the Scarlet Flame Fire Dragon, which possessed terrifying might and the power to destroy everything, was actually torn apart by that figure who looked like a god of war.

Han Yu's attack was simple and unadorned; after tearing apart the head of the Scarlet Flame Fire Dragon, he directly used a palm-blade to split the dragon's body down the middle.

Within that Scarlet Flame Fire Dragon, Ji Huamao's true body instantly suffered a backlash.

Looking at the palm-blade descending like a mountain peak, his heart was filled only with endless terror.

"No!"

At the critical moment, his true body transformed into a streak of fire and teleported, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and his aura rapidly withered.

He looked at his own Dharma Image on the other side, which had been unable to withstand a single blow, and his heart was filled with endless confusion.

"Why, why, why is he so strong!"

"No, I haven't lost yet, my Domain is still there, there is still a chance!"

"He definitely cannot maintain this state for too long; I will definitely win, I will definitely win!"

Ji Huamao's heart trembled.

However, what terrified him was that after Han Yu tore apart his Dharma Image, he did not pay attention to his true body, but instead punched toward his Domain.

Ji Huamao's Domain stretched for a thousand miles; in the originally boundless blue sky, a section was completely dyed red, as if a piece of red crystal were embedded in a blue curtain.

This piece of red crystal was indestructible to ordinary Emperors.

Yet at this moment, under Han Yu's punch, the Domain actually cracked inch by inch, extending cracks that spanned hundreds of miles.

This scene was extremely spectacular when viewed from below, as if the sky itself had cracked open.

"No, no!"

Ji Huamao let out a wail.

But Han Yu's movements did not stop; he continued to throw several more punches.

Crack! Crack!

The entire sea-of-fire Domain was completely shattered, turning into bubbles that filled the sky and dissipated.

Up until now, Han Yu's Heaven-Human Dharma Image state had only reached forty percent.

He quickly deactivated the Dharma Image and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Not bad, to be able to persist to this point, but still a bit weak; it didn't satisfy me."

Han Yu gave his evaluation to Ji Huamao, who was trembling all over, his gaze toward Han Yu filled with terror.

"You... who exactly are you, why are you so strong!"

Ji Huamao asked his question again, but Han Yu smiled slightly and said indifferently.

"As a dying man, you don't need to know so much, and I can't be bothered to talk nonsense with you."

Han Yu's figure flickered, arriving in front of Ji Huamao, and with a grab of his large hand, he directly pinched the other's neck.

Ji Huamao felt the tyrannical physical strength of Han Yu, and terror surfaced in his eyes once more.

"You... you are that Body Cultivator from before!"

Ji Huamao's heart trembled wildly.

The information he had here did not include this matter; in his imagination, that so-called mysterious Body Cultivator should have been a hidden expert from the Youxian Sect.

The Youxian Sect was a fallen Emperor-level power that had possessed Body Cultivator inheritances in ancient times; even if it was no longer as prosperous as it once was, it was barely plausible that it might have a Body Cultivator expert.

This was one of the reasons why Ji Huamao had never believed what the Sixth Prince said from the very beginning.

In his view, even if the Sixth Prince was sharp-minded, he did not know as much information as he did.

But now it seemed that the Sixth Prince's guess that the Body Cultivator was related to Han Yu was already eight or nine parts correct.

Regarding Ji Huamao's desire to probe the Youxian Sect and Han Yu, the Sixth Prince had also strongly expressed his opposition, but Ji Huamao had not taken his advice seriously.

At this moment, Ji Huamao could not help but feel filled with regret.

"Old Six, oh Old Six, it seems now that you were the one who was right!"

Ji Huamao had never felt so helpless in his life.

He, a dignified peak Emperor-realm powerhouse, was now actually being held by the neck like a little chick by a fledgling youth.

His heart was filled with humiliation and unwillingness, but he still endured it and looked at Han Yu.

"Young Friend Han, I do not ask that you spare my life, but I beg you to let go of my imperial lineage; I am willing to commit suicide to atone for my crimes!"

Hearing this, Han Yu sneered.

"Ridiculous, me killing you now is just a matter of moving a finger; do I need you to commit suicide to atone for your crimes?"

"The reason I haven't killed you is simply because the person who should kill you is not me."

Han Yu reached out a finger, and Lingling shot out, piercing Ji Huamao's dantian.

The humiliation and unwillingness in the latter's eyes grew even more intense, but Han Yu threw him in front of Ji Yanling as if he were throwing a dead dog.

Ji Yanling looked at Ji Huamao struggling on the ground, still unable to process everything that had just happened.

Just a moment ago, her heart had been filled with despair, and she had only wanted to use her own life to protect her Senior Brother.

But who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, her Senior Brother would display such divine might, forcibly shattering the Domain of a peak Emperor.

Even though Ji Yanling possessed memories of her past life, she had never heard of such a person existing in the world.

One must know, her current Senior Brother was not even at the King realm!

"With Senior Brother's ability, if he were to claim the title of Emperor, he would suppress all enemies in the world! How am I, Ji Yanling, so fortunate to have met such a Senior Brother in this life!"

Ji Yanling was both excited and filled with emotion, lost in thought for a moment.

It was not until Han Yu threw Ji Huamao in front of her that she came to her senses.

"Junior Sister, what are you spacing out for? How do you want to deal with this old thing?"

Ji Yanling cast her gaze toward Ji Huamao, who was dying on the ground and looked utterly wretched, a flash of killing intent appearing in her eyes.

"Old thief, when you killed my mother back then, did you ever think this day would come?"

Hearing this, Ji Huamao revealed a bitter smile.

"The weak are prey to the strong; that is the law of the world. Everything I did was merely to become stronger!"

"Your mother allowed this Emperor's constitution to advance to Saint Grade Upper Grade. I originally intended to use you to break through to Saint Grade Top Grade or even an Immortal Grade constitution. Now that the winner takes all and the loser is the villain, this Emperor has nothing left to say."

"However, you cannot kill this Emperor. You are, after all, of this Emperor's bloodline. If you kill me, you will surely be condemned by all under Heaven."

Hearing Ji Huamao's words, Ji Yanling frowned deeply. Just as she was about to say something, Zhao Hongying at her side spoke up immediately.

"Your Majesty, he is right. This person is guilty of heinous crimes, but you cannot kill him with your own hands. Let your subordinate do it on your behalf!"

As Zhao Hongying spoke, she brandished her long spear, aiming at Ji Huamao's forehead, waiting only for Ji Yanling's command to pierce through him.

Seeing this, Ji Huamao let out a cold laugh.

"This Emperor does not need you to do it. If this Emperor is to die, I can only die by my own hand!"

"But before that, I still have words to speak!"

Ji Huamao looked at Ji Yanling, his gaze filled with complexity.

"Ji Yanling, you are after all of my imperial bloodline. Since we share the same roots, I wish to trade a secret regarding your mother for you to allow my Ji Family line to survive."

Ji Yanling's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. In truth, she had never intended to wipe out the Ji Family; her only target for revenge was this Ji Huamao alone.

Thus, she spoke coldly.

"Speak."

Ji Huamao did not waste words and said directly: "Actually, your mother did not die; she only went missing."

Once these words were spoken, Ji Yanling, Zhao Hongying, and the others were all filled with astonishment, their eyes full of disbelief.

Yet Ji Huamao began to narrate, recounting everything regarding Ji Yanling's mother.