Bang!
The Demon Venerable had no way to defend himself. The palm struck his back with crushing force, and his face twisted as he flew out again. Just then, Hua Wuque suddenly appeared, a faint smile curling his lips as he brought his fan slashing down!
"No!"
Seeing this, Ye Lingxi's eyes filled with tears below. She wanted to help, but she could hardly even get close, let alone do anything!
At that moment, all she felt was that she was useless.
Just then, a mysterious figure suddenly stepped in front of the Demon Venerable and threw a punch!
Bang!
A tremendous crash rang out, and Hua Wuhui went flying. At that same moment, the mysterious figure turned and supported the Demon Venerable, then vanished. When they reappeared, they were already far from Zhou Qian and the other two.
The Demon Venerable glanced at the mysterious figure and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"
The mysterious figure said, "My name is Su Moran. The clan leader sent me to protect the young miss in secret."
The Demon Venerable understood.
Su Moran asked, "Can you still fight?"
The Demon Venerable nodded. "Yes!"
"Good!"
Su Moran nodded, then looked at Zhou Qian and the other two in the distance.
Zhou Qian narrowed his eyes. "Who are you?"
"Your father!"
Without wasting any more words, Su Moran charged straight at Zhou Qian and the other two!
The presence of a peak ninth-level Saint King Realm expert spread from him. Zhou Qian and the other two were stunned. They had never expected Su Moran to be a peak ninth-level Saint King Realm expert, while they were only below the fifth level of the Saint King Realm!
The three had no time to think, for Su Moran was already in front of them. Zhou Qian threw a punch, Hua Wuhui thrust his fan forward, and Yang Xiao struck with a palm!
The three terrifying forces sent the entire world boiling. Waves of dreadful pressure swept in every direction, bearing down on everything!
Their momentum reached the heavens, utterly terrifying!
A vicious glint flashed in Su Moran's eyes. A spear suddenly appeared in his hand, and he swung it fiercely, sending countless spear lights sweeping forth!
Bang!
In an instant, Su Moran's spear destroyed all three of their attacks. At the same time, he thrust it straight at Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao's pupils contracted sharply. He raised both hands in front of himself, and a shield condensed from immortal Qi appeared before him.
Crack!
The shield shattered, and Yang Xiao went flying. As he flew, cracks gradually spread across both his hands in the shape of a spiderweb.
Just then, Su Moran suddenly appeared, his expression cold and the power of his spear Dao boiling. He thrust his spear, the strike as swift as lightning. Yang Xiao had no way to block it.
Puchi!
The spear pierced straight through Yang Xiao's heart. His eyes went wide with disbelief; he had never imagined he would die just like that!
Bang!
Su Moran's spear jolted violently, and Yang Xiao's body exploded on the spot. Su Moran then turned his gaze to Zhou Qian and Hua Wuhui in the distance.
The two were horrified and hurriedly retreated, putting distance between themselves and Su Moran. By now, they were truly terrified.
This man is terrifying!
Their faces were grim. Su Moran's sudden appearance had thrown their plans into complete disarray.
Just then, Su Moran suddenly vanished. Hua Wuhui's expression changed as a sense of danger surged into his heart.
Damn it!
I'll stake everything on this!
His face twisted fiercely, and an overwhelming might erupted from him. He raised the fan in his hand and swept it fiercely across.
The entire world boiled!
But!
His sweep missed completely. Su Moran never appeared!
Just then, the hairs on Hua Wuhui's body stood on end as an immensely powerful aura of death enveloped him. He wanted to flee, but a spear pierced straight through his head!
Su Moran's face was expressionless as drops of blood slid down his spear. Then he turned his gaze to Zhou Qian.
Zhou Qian's face was terribly grim. Su Moran was too strong; there was no way he could defeat him. As for why he had not fled, everything that had just happened had taken only an instant!
"Run!"
By now, the more than ten thousand purple-armored experts around them had long since been scared witless. They did not dare stay and turned to flee!
To them, their own lives mattered most. If the Holy Lord died, so be it. It did not matter, as long as they survived.
Zhou Qian took a deep breath and produced a golden token. As he looked at it, a complicated look and a trace of unwillingness appeared in his eyes.
This was his final trump card!
In the distance, Su Moran saw the token in Zhou Qian's hand. His expression changed, and he charged fiercely toward Zhou Qian!
Bang!
But he was still too late!
Zhou Qian had crushed the token!
The next moment!
A terrifying Emperor's Might emerged between heaven and earth, and a dreadful force sent Su Moran flying. Just then, an illusory figure slowly appeared on the scene and gradually solidified.
Soon, the figure became completely clear. It was an old man in black robes, his face expressionless. Terrifying Emperor's Might coiled around him, and an exceedingly pure devil Qi radiated from his body.
"Ancestor!"
Zhou Qian looked at the old man with reverence in his eyes and cupped his fists.
Indeed, the old man was none other than Old Daoist Han, the ancestor of the Devil Spirit Holy Land!
He had a Quasi-Emperor cultivation!
Old Daoist Han had left the Devil Spirit Holy Land countless years ago. Rumor had it that he had obtained a heaven-shaking opportunity and had been cultivating in seclusion somewhere ever since.
Old Daoist Han looked at Zhou Qian and asked calmly, "What happened?"
Zhou Qian's heart sank. If he told Old Daoist Han the secret of the divine artifact, Old Daoist Han would surely covet that treasure!
"Hmm?"
Old Daoist Han snorted coldly, and powerful Emperor's Might swept toward Zhou Qian, sending him flying on the spot and leaving him severely injured!
Zhou Qian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sighed inwardly. If he did not tell Old Daoist Han this secret today, he would surely die!
The treasure was wonderful, but his life mattered more!
Not daring to hesitate, he hurriedly sent Old Daoist Han a voice transmission, telling him everything that had happened.
After listening to Zhou Qian's transmission, Old Daoist Han slowly narrowed his eyes, greatly shocked.
One day in the outside world was a hundred years inside the little tower!
A heaven-defying divine artifact!
Greed flickered in his eyes. He was not worried that Zhou Qian would lie to him, because Zhou Qian would not dare. He looked at the Demon Venerable, a cruel smile curling his lips.
Just then, a spear light streaked across the sky, followed by a thunderous eruption of terrifying spear Dao power. The next moment, a spear shot toward Old Daoist Han!
The spear had yet to arrive, but its force was already there!
Terrifying spear intent enveloped Old Daoist Han in an instant!
"Hmph!"
"Ant!"
Old Daoist Han snorted coldly and waved his hand. A world-destroying force surged out of his body!
Bang!
The spear shattered in an instant, and Su Moran went flying, his body beginning to crack as he flew!
Killed in a single strike!
Su Moran's consciousness began to fade, and he fell toward the ground. Just then, the Demon Venerable suddenly appeared and caught him. He descended to the ground, then gently laid Su Moran down.
After doing all that, he looked up at Old Daoist Han, his heart heavy.
Quasi-Emperor!
He did not even know how he could win!
I still can't manage it. This was my first time writing three chapters, and my eyes are shot. But I'll keep at it and try to release three chapters a day from now on! Maybe even four! Do you guys believe in me?