Brutal Beating

"Master?"

North Palace Great Emperor threw back his head in wild laughter, as though he had heard something utterly unbelievable.

"You brat, you're quite amusing."

"I know my sister. Even if she were reborn, unless it was one of those lofty gods from the third-level universe, there's no way she would take anyone as her master. You brat, aren't you being far too arrogant with your words?"

Yang Chen gazed calmly at North Palace Great Emperor.

"Are you done laughing?"

The icy voice made North Palace Great Emperor rein in his smile somewhat, though a mocking grin still lingered on his face.

"Fine. I'm in quite a good mood today anyway. Being able to kill my sister in this life can be considered the fulfillment of my final wish. This Emperor shall play with you for a while."

The moment his words fell, a sea of flames surged into the sky. Pillars of blazing fire erupted one after another, churning through the void.

The scorching heat seemed capable of melting everything.

North Palace Great Emperor stood atop a pillar of fire. With a mere flick of his fingers, he tore the fiery pillars from the ground, sending them crashing toward Yang Chen in an instant, wrapped in terrifying energy.

The power contained within those fire pillars was enough to easily kill an expert who had just entered the Ninth Revolution.

With so many fire pillars descending at once, even veteran Ninth Revolution experts would have to treat them with the utmost seriousness.

Yet Yang Chen merely watched it all calmly, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.

"That's it?"

Those two simple words seemed to mock North Palace Great Emperor's incompetence.

Suddenly, the pitch-black Black Hole Dharma Form emerged behind Yang Chen. Within the dark black hole, black light seemed