Quasi-Emperor!
The Head Protector swept an icy gaze over the three protectors. "What a bunch of useless trash! The three of you couldn't even take down a little brat at the early Great Saint stage!"
"Get out of my sight! Stop making fools of yourselves here!"
"Get out!" the Head Protector barked coldly. His voice rolled like an explosion of heavenly thunder, deafening them and making their blood and Qi churn until blood flowed from all seven orifices.
The three hurriedly covered their ears and fled in panic.
After the three protectors left, the Head Protector turned his chilling gaze on Di Chen and sneered. "Brat, today is the day our Domain City holds its tournament of heavenly geniuses, yet you came here to cause trouble! Do you hold the entire Heavenly Moon Dao Domain in contempt?"
"Li Yunxiao is dead! Not even a Great Emperor can save him! You have my word!" Di Chen's voice rang firm and forceful, each word striking the ground with weight. His tone was icy, and he made no attempt to conceal his killing intent toward Li Yunxiao, as though anyone who stood in his way would die!
"And even if I do hold the entire Heavenly Moon Dao Domain in contempt, so what!" Di Chen's
tone remained utterly indifferent, as though he truly thought nothing of the Heavenly Moon Dao Domain. There was even a faint bearing in his eyes of looking down upon the heavens and myriad worlds, gazing arrogantly over the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, supreme above all.
Hearing Di Chen's words, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. "This youth's audacity really knows no bounds! He actually dares to scorn the entire Heavenly Moon Dao Domain. Isn't he afraid of provoking the wrath of the whole Heavenly Moon Dao Domain?"
Zi Yan, on the platform, was even more stunned. What a domineering man. A fiery light flickered in her eyes. She gazed at Di Chen with a hint of infatuation, her heart racing.
Beside her, Zhang Yu trembled all over with excitement. "Now this is a true cultivator, contending with men and battling heaven. No matter what enemy he faces, he fears none." He clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could immediately roam the world unhindered like Di Chen, looking down upon the myriad races! Damn it! Why hasn't that damned sect master
shown up yet? I've already crushed over a dozen transmission talismans! Zhang Yu cursed inwardly.
"Hahaha... hahahaha... good, good!" Hearing Di Chen's words, the Head Protector laughed in his extreme fury, saying "good" three times in succession, his gaze dark as water.
Killing intent seethed around him, almost tangible, sweeping toward Di Chen as though it would blot out the sky and blanket the earth.
At once, the entire space seemed to solidify, as though it had sunk into a mire, leaving everyone terribly uncomfortable.
Di Chen raised his brows slightly. Two sharp gleams burst from his eyes, his presence surged, and a terrifying sword intent spread outward.
Hum! An invisible sword wave spread out, colliding with the terrifying killing aura the Head Protector released. At once, the elements of heaven and earth fell into disorder, and wind and clouds surged.
At that moment, the entire arena became a land of chaos. Heaven and earth darkened, black clouds blotted out the sun, and lightning flashed as thunder roared. The apocalyptic sight made hearts pound with fear.
Was this the might of a sixth-level Quasi-Emperor? Merely the residual force he released made them feel as insignificant as ants.
Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft!
A succession of blood-spitting sounds rang out. Some of those with lower cultivation could not withstand the pressure, and blood seeped from the corners of their mouths.
With a boom, Di Chen stepped forward, shattering the ground beneath his feet. A ring of air swept outward. With a sweep of his hand, he unleashed a sword slash. The terrifying Sword Qi could tear apart the firmament and crush mountains and rivers, and it dispersed that terrifying presence entirely.
"Hmph!" The Head Protector snorted coldly, raised his hand, and struck out with his palm. A gigantic, glittering golden palm appeared, radiating overwhelming pressure.
Bang!
As sword and palm collided, terrifying energy spread in every direction.
The two figures shot backward. Di Chen gave a muffled grunt and staggered, his face paling, but he soon returned to normal.
The Head Protector thudded backward three steps before steadying himself, his eyes cold and filled with shock.
How is this possible! I'm a mighty Quasi-Emperor, yet I can't do anything to a mere Great Saint. What is this youth's background? Who exactly is he?
Towering waves of shock surged through the Head Protector's heart. He had lived for thousands of years and had broad knowledge, yet he had never seen such a terrifying monstrous genius. Even those ancient clans back then had been far from possessing such a heaven-defying existence. Deep apprehension rose in his heart.
The spectators were also shaken to their cores. This battle had utterly overturned their understanding. A Great Saint could actually contend with a Quasi-Emperor. It was something they would never even have dared imagine before, yet it was truly happening before their eyes.
By now, Li Yunxiao was already ashen-faced with fright, trembling all over as he lay collapsed on the ground.
"City Lord Li, don't panic! A senior from my Sword Sect is already on his way. Just wait and enjoy the show." Zhang Yu cast Li Yunxiao a meaningful glance.
Li Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief. Although he did not know what Zhang Yu meant, since the other party had said so, it should be fairly reliable. A flame of hope also ignited in his heart.
"Kakaka! What a trash Head Protector. The young master could contend with Quasi-Emperors when he was only a Saint, let alone now that he's a Great Saint." Elder Wang looked at the Head Protector and opened his mouth wide in a strange laugh, his face full of mockery, as though he was not worried about Di Chen's safety at all.