Chapter 1992: Killing Golden Lion King

Chapter 1992: Absolutely Killing Jin Ni Wang

Upon hearing this, Lin Xing raised an eyebrow and looked Ye Chen up and down. "Are you sure you can absolutely kill Jin Ni Wang?"

"Why not?" Ye Chen replied with a casual smile.

"Who exactly are you?" Lin Xing narrowed his eyes slightly. "Have we met before?"

"We're old acquaintances at least, kid. Don't tell me you've forgotten?"

That single remark nearly made Lin Xing jump. With "kid" thrown in, he didn't even need Ye Chen to explain further— he had already guessed it. Because of that absurd incident, only the two of them in the entire human realm knew about it. The person before him was undoubtedly that scoundrel Ye Chen.

"Miss me?" Ye Chen winked.

"I knew it! That's why you're so strong— it's you, you little brat." Lin Xing grinned, clicking his tongue in amazement and sighing, his expression full of surprise. If Ye Chen hadn't said anything, he would still be completely in the dark. It wasn't that his insight was lacking; it was just that Ye Chen's ability to hide his presence had become even more profound than before.

Since it was Ye Chen, nothing surprised him anymore.

The Huang Gu Sheng Ti was an existence beyond compare, a peerless powerhouse whose feats were unprecedented and unmatched. Compared to his past slaughter of emperors, today's events were mere child's play, not even worth mentioning.

"Quick, lend me your Zhun Di Bing," Ye Chen urged.

"Why not go through Ming Yan Luo? A Zhun Di is way more useful than a Zhun Di Bing."

"If I could go through Ming, would I be in this mess?"

"Can't go through Ming? That's news to me." Lin Xing stroked his chin.

"Stop messing around. Hurry up and give me the Zhun Di Bing."

"Remember to return it." Lin Xing waved his hand, sending the Zhun Di Bing into the space, though he did so reluctantly, his heart aching a bit. He felt like giving it to Ye Chen was no different from losing it forever. They always said the Sheng Ti was unreliable, never returning borrowed items— and it was probably true.

"Got it!" Ye Chen took it and vanished in an instant.

From start to finish, the cultivators on the city wall never noticed his presence at all.

Lin Xing sighed again, marveling at Ye Chen's heaven-defying fortune.

By now, Ye Chen had left the ancient city and hidden in the void space, using Zhou Tian to conceal his aura. From the void, he stealthily approached the Hong Huang people, his eyes fixed on Jin Ni Wang.

As for the Hong Huang clan, they were still roaring in fury.

At a glance, the dark mass of figures looked like a pack of mad dogs, driven wild because of Ye Chen.

Tao Wu, in particular, had the most ferocious expression.

His Tao Wu clan had suffered the heaviest losses in this battle, with at least several dozen Da Sheng wiped out, and they had gained nothing in return.

Naturally, there was one person among them in a good mood.

That was Jin Ni Wang. Though the Hong Huang clan had been thwarted, he had come out ahead, having used the Di Dao Separation to acquire a Zhun Di Bing. All in all, he had profited greatly.

Even so, he wasn't satisfied.

Thinking of Ye Chen's treasures made his heart ache inexplicably, especially that wolf-tooth club that could counter the Di Dao Separation— it was undoubtedly extraordinary. Unfortunately, with Ye Chen's self-destruction, the treasure had turned to ash.

In the void space, Ye Chen had arrived.

He moved with extreme caution, not leaking a trace of his aura, slowly approaching Jin Ni Wang.

He only stopped when he was about a zhang away from Jin Ni Wang.

What was laughable was that none of the Hong Huang clan noticed him. Most likely, no one would have imagined that the person who had self-destructed earlier was still alive, so they had no vigilance, and their senses were dulled as a result.

The entire process was clear only to Lin Xing, who watched with his heart pounding in shock.

Ye Chen's actions this time were incredibly risky. If the Hong Huang clan detected him, the consequences would be unthinkable— the previous horrific scene would repeat, and he would surely die.

"Let's go." The Tao Wu leader snorted coldly and set off toward the ancient city.

The Tao Wu clan's experts followed like a tide.

The cultivators on the city wall frowned at the sight.

The other side claimed they were here for the auction, but with that lineup and demeanor, it was clearly not about treasure hunting— they were here to cause trouble, and might even slaughter people wildly in the ancient city.

"Let's go, head into the city for some drinks." Jin Ni Wang chuckled sinisterly, turning around with a paper fan in hand, gently fanning himself. His lips curved in a playful, mocking smile, exuding an air of sophistication.

However, as soon as he lifted his foot, he felt a chilling wind surge from behind.

In an instant, he whirled around.

Facing him was a killing sword thrusting out from the void space, as fast as a ghostly light and swift as lightning. Most importantly, the sword's killing intent was bone-chillingly cold, its power devastating and unstoppable.

Jin Ni Wang's face changed dramatically, his eyes bulging and pupils contracting.

He was utterly incredulous, completely unaware that someone was hiding in the void space. As a peak Da Sheng, how had he not detected it? He only knew that this sword was aimed at his Yuan Shen— a strike meant to kill. Even before it hit, his Yuan Shen was in agony, on the verge of shattering.

His will to survive drove him to retreat in a flash.

But his speed was still too slow.

At such a close distance and with the opponent's strike so fast, evasion was impossible.

Thud!

Blood sprayed out, vivid and shocking.

Ye Chen's divine wind sword pierced straight through Jin Ni Wang's skull. This strike was indeed an absolute kill, infused with various killing secrets and enhanced by Hun Dun Dao principles, its power overwhelmingly dominant.

Jin Ni Wang froze in place, his divine sea collapsing and his Yuan Shen extinguished.

In his final moments, his rapidly dimming eyes widened in shock.

Only then did he see who had ambushed him— wasn't it the very person who had self-destructed earlier? In his last instant, he finally understood: the Hong Huang clan had been played, tricked from start to finish.

"Have a safe journey." Ye Chen said indifferently.

Though Jin Ni Wang wanted to speak, he was powerless. With his Yuan Shen destroyed, his body simply collapsed, falling straight down in shock and frustration, heading to the underworld to report.

In that moment, the heavens and earth seemed to freeze, silent as death.

Whether it was the Hong Huang clan outside the city or the cultivators on the city wall, they were all collectively stunned.

That was a peak Da Sheng, killed in an instant?

No one had reacted in time.

The only thing stranger was that they didn't even know who had struck.

The only one who knew the truth was Lin Xing, who silently cheered, his suspended heart finally easing. With Jin Ni Wang dead, the threat was gone, and what followed would be a full-scale massacre.

"Damn it!"

The brief silence was shattered by the Jin Ni leader's roar as he suddenly raised his hand and slammed it toward that space.

Ye Chen was incredibly agile, escaping before the space shattered.

Not only that, he swiftly grabbed Jin Ni Wang's storage bag. The person was dead, but the treasures remained— especially the Zhun Di Bing that had been separated, which was still with Jin Ni Wang. There was no reason not to take it back.

His appearance left both the Hong Huang clan and the cultivators stunned once more.

"Did I see that right?" A young cultivator stammered.

"Wasn't he already self-destructed? How is he still alive?"

"Clearly, the one who self-destructed earlier was his Dao body or Dharma body." An elder cultivator spoke up, piercing the mystery with his words, his tone a mix of joy and shock, his old bones trembling with excitement.

"There's such a divine maneuver?"

The cultivators erupted in an uproar, their hearts trembling. If the Hong Huang clan had detected it earlier, or if the assassination had failed, it would have been certain death— that was gambling with his life!

"What audacity to take such a risk."

"Impossible! This can't be!" In contrast, the Hong Huang clan's faces were horribly grim, their expressions twisted like demons, roaring in madness. They had been outplayed by a mere Sheng Wang.

"Kill! Kill him for me!" The Tao Wu leader bellowed, pointing his killing sword toward the sky.

"Kill! Kill him for me!" The Jin Ni leader howled in rage. If it had been an ordinary Da Sheng killed, it would have been bearable, but it was Jin Ni Wang— a peak Da Sheng who mastered Di Dao Separation, a god-like asset. To lose him like this was infuriating.

With the two leaders' orders, over a thousand Da Sheng from both clans charged into the sky.

"Wan Jian Chao Zong." Ye Chen's voice echoed through the nine heavens, cold and desolate.

He swung his sword, pointing downward, unleashing his self-created divine ability— an absolutely dominant group attack. One sword transformed into ten thousand, their clanging sharp and piercing, each sword light indestructible.

In an instant, the Da Sheng from both clans charging upward collided with the descending sword rain.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Da Sheng after Da Sheng were pierced, blood flowers blooming everywhere.

Fresh blood dyed the skies red.

Seeing this, experts from other races joined in, thousands of Da Sheng positioning themselves across the four directions of the sky. Ye Chen had used a group attack, and they weren't fools— standing too high would make them easy targets.

Thousands of Da Sheng launched a collective assault, indiscriminate and spectacular.

Looking out, billions of sword lights soared, riddling the skies with wounds.

Ye Chen sneered, not dodging or evading, diving straight down from the sky.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

His Sheng Ti was pierced repeatedly, but under the Sheng Dao's revival, it restored itself completely.

His overpowering regeneration was his capital for withstanding the assault.

He plummeted from the heavens, charging forcefully into the enemy ranks. Without a word, he swung his sword, sending Hong Huang Da Sheng flying in all directions. The weaker Da Sheng were slain on the spot, utterly obliterated.

With two Zhun Di Bing protecting him, he was even more ferocious than before.

"Kill!"

Thousands of Hong Huang Da Sheng surged from all sides, like waves and seas.

Ye Chen showed no fear. In that moment, he dispelled his Zhou Tian evolution, and the hood on his head exploded. His Sheng Ti's vital energy erupted like blazing flames, resembling a scorching sun that illuminated the world. In golden brilliance, he was dazzling, almost too bright to look at directly.

"Sheng... Sheng Ti?"

The cultivators on the city wall were collectively shocked. That golden vital energy was the clearest symbol— the Sheng Ti's essence, pure and unyielding yang, impossible for any other bloodline to imitate.

No one had expected that the hooded figure was the legendary Huang Gu Sheng Ti.

For a time, the cultivators' expressions became extraordinarily vivid.

In that moment, they also understood why Ye Chen was so dominant, capable of slaughtering Da Sheng and instantly killing a peak one. Now, it made perfect sense.

The Hong Huang clan could see it too, of course.

Ye Chen again— it was Ye Chen!

Roars shook the heavens and earth as the Hong Huang people went berserk, their faces even more twisted. How many years had it been? From Zhun Di to princes, the number slain by Ye Chen was countless. This feud was to the death. Seeing him now, their anger tore at their guts.