Chapter 127

Ye Wuque's casual withstanding of the siege of five top experts without a single hair injured brought an overturning shock.

Hiss…… I, I didn't see wrong, did I? He…… he's completely unharmed?!

This, this how could it be possible?!

That was a full-force strike from the Nine Nether Holy Son plus Jun Wentian and three mysterious powerhouses! Yet not even a corner of his robe was touched?!

Monster! He truly has the qualifications for arrogance! This is a real monster! Is his flesh forged from an Immortal Divine Weapon?!

The Heavenly Pride in the distance burst into even fiercer exclamations, their eyes almost popping out, utterly unable to comprehend what was happening before them.

Even Ye Qingtian, the third sequence of the Ye Clan, who had been seated indifferently on the Nine Wolf War Chariot, now suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes!

In those deep eyes like a star sea, two substantive glints suddenly burst forth, as if trying to see through Ye Wuque inside and out, and for the first time his face showed a clear look of emotion!

And farther away, in a distorted void, three figures stood side by side, wearing the royal attire of the Zhen Tian Immortal Dynasty, their hearts surging, unable to calm.

They were precisely the Zhen Tian Immortal Dynasty's Seventh Prince Duan Jingzhen, Fifteenth Prince Duan Mingzhe, and Twenty-Ninth Prince Duan Wudao, sent to pursue Ye Wuque and seize the opportunity of the ancient secret realm!

This Ye Wuque…… his strength…… has actually become terrifying to this extent?!

The Seventh Prince Duan Jingzhen's face darkened, his voice carrying a barely perceptible dryness: 'No wonder Duan Xingming that waste lost so completely, not even a trace of resistance left!'

The Fifteenth Prince Duan Mingzhe drew a deep breath, his eyes filled with apprehension: 'A single palm slapped Qin Haoyuan to death, he withstood the siege of five top experts unscathed…… Such strength, I fear, has truly stood at the Absolute Peak of the younger generation! Even if we three join forces, we…… would surely not be his match!'

The youngest, the Twenty-Ninth Prince Duan Wudao, flashed a hint of unwillingness and shock on his face: 'What should we do? Has Father Emperor's assigned task just been abandoned like this? Or…… should we really call for the elder brother to leave seclusion?'

Upon mentioning the 'elder brother,' the faces of Duan Jingzhen and Duan Mingzhe both changed slightly.

The Seventh Prince Duan Jingzhen immediately shook his head, his tone filled with immense reverence: 'Impossible! The elder brother is a rare genius of our Zhen Tian Immortal Dynasty, currently in seclusion cultivating the Dao; how could we disturb him lightly over such a matter? Let us first observe, this Nine Nether invasion has thrown the situation into chaos—there may yet be an opportunity… we'll adapt as needed.'

The three princes reached a consensus, temporarily holding their forces, but their gazes toward Ye Wuque were already filled with deep solemnity and vigilance.

At the battlefield's center, the Nine Nether Holy Son, Jun Wentian, and the three black-robed men, having recovered from extreme shock, lost all their contempt and mockery, replaced by unprecedented solemnity and gravity!

They finally understood: the black-robed youth before them was no mere Dark Hunter they could toy with, but a dormant prehistoric beast!

This youth is uncanny! Do not hold back! Strike with full force to suppress and kill him!

The Nine Nether Holy Son's voice was ice-cold, carrying a hint of killing intent.

Around him, Nine Nether holy power surged; a pitch-black, ink-like phantom of a vast nether river, seemingly condensed from endless vengeful souls and evil laws, rose behind him, spanning the void, exuding a terrifying aura that corrodes all things and buries all beings!

Nether River Descends! Nine Nether Annihilates the World!

He thrust his hands forward, and the mighty Nine Nether nether river, like a bursting primordial flood, surged tumultuously toward Ye Wuque!

Wherever it passed, space was corroded with black marks!

Jun Wentian also gritted his teeth, a flash of madness in his eyes, he fiercely bit his tongue tip, spraying a mouthful of essence blood onto the emerald-green long sword that had instantly condensed in his hand:

With my Jun blood, I offer sacrifice for longevity! Slay Immortal Absolute Kill!

He burned part of his Jun lineage, concentrating all his essence, qi, and spirit into this sword; the blade's radiance surged, turning into a piercing green death-light that pierced heaven and earth, the Jiemie sword intent within causing distant onlookers' souls to sting!

The three black-robed men exchanged a glance; the gazes beneath their hoods turned resolute and mad, and simultaneously their bodies erupted with an extremely unstable, death-or-die terrifying pulse!

To fulfill their mission, they actually chose without hesitation…… a self-destructive attack!

Three twisted strands of black light, containing destructive energy, shot like comets toward Ye Wuque!

Facing this terrifying assault from all sides, stronger than before, Ye Wuque's gaze finally became somewhat serious.

Boom!!

His body radiated brilliant golden light, like a billion volcanoes erupting simultaneously; the Undying Immortal Imperial Golden Body's seventh transformation—Extreme Overbearing Bright Yang—was driven by him to its current utmost!

His entire being transformed into a radiant golden sun that illuminated the Zhutian Huanyu and dispelled all darkness!

The aura of utmost yang, utmost strength, utmost overbearing, utmost power surged forth like a tsunami!

He stood in the void, like a golden war god patrolling the Wanjie, facing the surging attack, he simply threw a single punch!

Chaos…… Dragon Emperor Fist!

Roar!!

A dragon chant, seemingly from the primordial chaos Tai Chu, containing the supreme will to open heaven and split earth, rang out, shaking the world!

A scale-covered, ferocious, sharp-clawed chaos dragon shadow, entirely formed from murky chaos qi, coiled around Ye Wuque's fist and roared forth!

This punch was no mere collision of force, but a supreme attack imbued with the chaos law!

Where the fist intent points, all laws vanish, all evils retreat!

The chaos dragon shadow bared its fangs and claws, first colliding with the surging Nine Nether nether river!

Sizzle——!!

Like a hot knife cutting butter, the nether river phantom that corrodes all things, before the supreme chaos law, encountered its nemesis; the chaos dragon shadow tore it apart and evaporated it with irresistible force!

The Nine Nether Holy Son's face drastically changed; he let out a muffled groan, his body flung sideways, blood mixed with organ fragments spurting wildly, his face turning deathly pale!

The chaos dragon shadow's momentum undiminished, its tail swept violently, lashing at the sword radiance condensed from Jun Wentian's lifetime cultivation!

Crack!

The emerald-green sword radiance shattered at the sound!

Jun Wentian, as if struck by lightning, saw his long sword shatter, a large mouthful of blood mixed with organ fragments spraying out, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness!

Finally, the chaos dragon shadow opened its massive maw and swallowed the three incoming self-destructive black lights in one gulp!

Boom—rumble!

A muffled explosion sounded within the dragon shadow's body, yet it could not blast it apart; instead, the chaos qi completely wore it down and assimilated it!

The three black-robed men couldn't even utter a scream before their attacks turned them to nothing, their bodies and souls annihilated!

One punch!

Just one punch!

Suppress the Nine Nether Holy Son!

Heavy injury to Jun Wentian!

Annihilate the three great black-robed men!

This horrifying scene plunged the entire battlefield into dead silence once again!

The Eagle Nine Witch Holy Son and Jun Wentian had their souls flee, their livers and gallbladders bursting!

At this moment, all that remained in their minds was a single thought—run!

They fled, disregarding everything!

The two almost simultaneously burned their essence blood, unleashing their ultimate escape technique, turning into two streaks of light, fleeing desperately in different directions, instantly covering an unimaginable distance!

"You want to run now? Too late!"