Slaying Yan Ping

He was a powerful Divine Domain Realm expert. How could he have been defeated with a single strike?

Why had his palm strike seemed to have no power at all? His opponent had dispelled it in an instant, and his true qi had vanished without a trace.

Something was strange. There was definitely something strange!

The other Elders and members of the Nine Infant Family stopped in their tracks and didn't move any closer. Instead, they watched the battle in astonishment.

That was Elder Yan Ping, one of the top-ranking Elders in the Nine Infant Family.

And he'd been defeated with a single move.

"Damn it!"

"Nine Head Nascent Soul!"

"Nine Flame Domain!"

Yan Ping's face darkened. Humiliated in front of everyone, he let out a furious roar. His single head split into nine in an instant, each face wearing a different expression.

The Nine Infant had nine consciousnesses, much like nine CPUs. Their rapid calculations let them deal with all kinds of enemies and tactics.

But there was a major drawback, too: none would submit to another, and every one of them wanted to be the leader.

"Bang..."

As nine sounds rang out simultaneously, the skin on Yan Ping's nine heads split open, and nine snake heads emerged.

These were the Nine Infant's nine heads.

At that moment, Yan Ping had a human torso and lower body, but above his neck were the Nine Infant's nine snake heads.

"Whoosh..."

The nine snake heads spewed forth terrifying flames. They weren't ordinary mortal fire, but Profound Yin Fire, capable of burning the body, soul, and mind.

The flames overlapped and spread, forming a vast ring of fiery hell that completely engulfed Zhao Han.

"Within my Nine Flame Domain, you're doomed!"

"I'll show you the power of my Primordial Spirit!"

Yan Ping