Immortal Martial Emperor

The tide of battle had turned.

At the very last moment, Hong Yu had actually managed a comeback.

With his strength at the Peak of the Celestial Soul Realm, he had not only defeated Zheng Tian—who had just advanced to the Primordial Core Realm—but had also viciously stomped him underfoot.

Watching the young man who held a bone wing in each hand as he pinned the genius Primordial Core Realm expert Zheng Tian under his foot, the entire Guiyuan Hall erupted in an uproar of shock.

"He... he won?"

"Holy hell, Hong Yu actually won?"

"This guy is terrifying, isn’t he? He only has a Celestial Soul Realm cultivation! To defeat a mighty Primordial Core Realm expert with the combat power of a Celestial Soul—how long has it been since a legend like this last occurred?"

"In our Southern Ten Nations Alliance, I’m afraid that apart from the Four Great True Dragon Geniuses, no one else could accomplish such a feat, right?"

Everyone was gasping in amazement.

Even the Primordial Core Realm experts seated in the highest seats had subtle changes in their expressions after witnessing this scene.

The one whose expression changed the most was none other than Qin Feng, the King of the Qin Kingdom.

He narrowed his eyes, which glinted with the profound wisdom befitting a ruler. ’What a remarkable Hong Yu,’ he thought. ’His talent is even greater than Zheng Tian’s? If I can bind him completely to my Royal Family, his future growth would be enough to guarantee my Royal Family’s prosperity for centuries to come.’

At this thought, Qin Feng’s gaze shifted to Sister Qin, who was standing in the crowd, her own nervous eyes fixed on the scene below.

His eyes flickered. ’Qin’er seems to have an unusual relationship with Hong Yu? In that case...’

While Hong Yu’s defeat of Zheng Tian had caused King Qin Feng to shift his focus, the ones who found it hardest to accept Hong Yu’s ability to defeat a Primordial Core Realm expert were Wang Ba and Xue De.

The two exchanged a look, each harboring their own sinister intentions.

But they both read the same message in the other’s eyes—this boy must be eliminated!

...

Just as the various experts in Guiyuan Hall were making their own calculations, Hong Yu raised his head to look at the slowly approaching Wang Fei, a cold glint flashing in his narrowed eyes.

Behind Wang Fei, a swaggering Beichen Huo followed, holding Little Feng in his grasp.

The little one struggled to lift his head. Upon seeing Hong Yu, Little Feng suddenly cried out, "Brother Hongyu, hurry and save my little aunt! She’s been poisoned by this woman..."

"Stay still."

Beichen Huo snorted coldly and slapped Little Feng across the face, leaving him with a mouthful of blood and unable to speak clearly.

Hong Yu’s eyes hardened. He roared, "Beichen Huo, if you dare to harm another hair on Little Feng’s head, I will make you wish you were dead."

"Heh heh heh..." Beichen Huo sneered. "You think *you* can make me wish I were dead?"

Wang Fei’s face was also filled with venomous hatred. She clapped her hands, and two hundred Guiyuan Sect disciples slowly emerged from behind her.

In their midst, they carried an iron cage.

The moment he saw the iron cage, Hong Yu’s pupils contracted violently. A towering rage flooded his entire being, and his teeth ground together with a GRIND.

Inside the iron cage...

Beichen Tianshuang was slumped weakly inside, her hands and feet bound by heavy chains, unable to move.

At this very moment...

Beichen Tianshuang’s pretty face was flushed crimson. Beads of sweat dripped from her skin, her breath was hot and fragrant, her eyes were hazy and seductive, and they burned with a feverish light.

These were clearly the symptoms of having taken an aphrodisiac.

Wang Fei laughed sinisterly. "Hong Yu, your little lover is really something! The Chastity Powder I prepared is potent enough to make even a Desolate Beast lose control, yet she took two whole packets and still hasn’t forgotten you. Your love is truly enviable!"

"Chastity Powder?"

Hong Yu’s eyes narrowed.

Chastity Powder was a powerful aphrodisiac. Legend had it that even a Meditating Monk would turn into a lecherous Flower-Picking Monk after consuming just a small packet.

Wang Fei had actually fed this to Beichen Tianshuang?

’What in the world is she trying to do?’

Wang Fei did not leave Hong Yu wondering for long. She walked slowly to the side of the iron cage and, producing a leather whip from somewhere, cracked it against the bars. CRACK! CRACK!

Inside the cage, Beichen Tianshuang was already lost in a haze of passion and confusion.

With each crack of the whip, her body instinctively tried to flinch away, but the chains binding her made it impossible to dodge.

As a result, one lash of the whip tore the clothes on Beichen Tianshuang’s back with a loud RIP!

A glaring, bloody welt was branded across her back.

"Bastard!"

Hong Yu’s eyes were splitting with rage as he let out a furious growl.

However, seeing that he was about to attack, Beichen Huo was already prepared. He took a step forward, grabbed Little Feng by the neck, and lifted him high. "Move one more time," he said coldly, "and I’ll kill this little bastard."

"Ugh... ughh..."

Little Feng struggled in agony, his eyes filled with pain. He laboriously glanced sideways at Hong Yu and repeatedly shook his hands.

He was clearly trying to tell Hong Yu: ’Brother Hongyu, don’t worry about me! Hurry up and save my little aunt!’

Hong Yu felt as if a giant boulder was crushing his chest, making it hard to even breathe.

Flames of fury erupted from his eyes. His voice was chillingly hoarse. "Let them go, and I can spare you. Otherwise, this day next year will be the anniversary of your deaths!"

"Hahaha! You still dare to threaten us at a time like this?"

Wang Fei laughed hysterically.

Staring at Hong Yu with venomous eyes, she swung the whip several more times, each strike landing on Beichen Tianshuang’s body, tearing open her skin and flesh.

She pointed to the hundreds of Guiyuan Sect experts surrounding the cage and grinned. "Hong Yu, you must not understand why I arranged for them to be here, do you? Heh heh, I’m going to slowly strip your little lover’s clothes, and then I’ll let them go inside, one by one, to play with your little lover, Beichen Tianshuang."

"Ooh, what’s with that look in your eyes? Haha, you must really want to kill me, right? What a pity..."

Wang Fei’s expression suddenly turned savage, her venomous gaze fixed on Hong Yu. "You can’t hurt me. This is the Guiyuan Sect’s territory, and my father is the Grand Elder of the Guiyuan Sect. He’s right up there in Guiyuan Hall. If you so much as touch a hair on my head, he will intervene to save me at a moment’s notice."

"In his presence, you won’t even have the strength to resist. So, I advise you not to do anything rash. Just obediently open your eyes wide and watch as your little lover is slowly violated by man after man!"

Wang Fei let out a string of triumphant, vengeful laughter.

As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her arm, and several men immediately scrambled toward the iron cage.

Each of their faces was flushed with fiery lust and greed...

"Beichen Tianshuang, the foremost of the four great beauties! Hahaha, her first time will be mine!"

"Get the hell out of the way! A mere Outer Disciple dares to compete with me? She’s mine..."

"What are you pushing for? When we’re done with her, it’ll be your turn!"

They shouted as they rushed toward the cage, tearing at their own clothes.

As for Hong Yu...

None of them believed that Hong Yu would dare to act after Wang Fei’s threats, especially knowing that Wang Ba was secretly watching over everything.

Looking at the Guiyuan Sect disciples, who were like beasts in heat, and at the completely unrestrained Wang Fei...

And then at the helpless, dazed, and despairing Little Feng, and at Beichen Tianshuang, struggling in agony inside the cage, Hong Yu began to tremble all over.

A bloody red haze clouded his eyes.

In his mind, an image kept surfacing: the girl who would always prepare a fragrant meal and wait quietly for him, no matter how late he trained.

The girl who would always watch him serenely as he devoured his food, then gently wipe the grease from the corner of his mouth...

At this moment, Hong Yu could no longer suppress the rage in his heart.

’Wang Ba?’

’A Primordial Core Realm expert?’

’So what?’

’The Guiyuan Sect?’

’So what?’

’Anyone who dares to harm my family, my treasured friends, and the one I love—I don’t give a damn what your status is!’

’I will kill them all without mercy!’

Hong Yu snapped his head up, and two long, dragon-like beams of red light shot from his bloodshot eyes. His furious voice was laced with hoarseness. "Fine, fine, fine! Since you have pushed me again and again, then don’t blame me, Hong Yu, for being merciless!"

"Hong Yu, what do you think you’re doing? I’m warning you, if you move, I’ll cripple this little bas—"

Beichen Huo roared at Hong Yu.

His longsword was just about to slice open Little Feng’s throat.

However...

A flash of silver light streaked past.

Beichen Huo only felt a cold sensation in his throat, and then all the strength drained from his body, gone in an instant.

"How... how can this be..." Beichen Huo’s body slowly went limp. A bloody hole had appeared in his neck.

WHOOSH!

Using Wind Rider, Hong Yu darted forward in a single step, snatched Little Feng, and held him in his arms. He gently patted the boy’s back. "Close your eyes. Don’t look!"

"Okay!"

Little Feng nodded firmly and buried his head in Hong Yu’s chest.

Hong Yu took off his sash and used it to strap Little Feng to his body.

He took a deep breath. As he slowly raised his head, a faint blue light swirled in his left eye, and nine sharp glints of light materialized, hovering around his body.

They were the nine Nine Feather Flying Knives!

"W-what do you think you’re doing?"

Wang Fei stared at Hong Yu in terror.

She had been certain that Hong Yu, intimidated by her status and Wang Ba’s presence, would never dare to lay a hand on her. That was the only reason she had dared to bring Beichen Tianshuang out.

But now, Hong Yu had killed Beichen Huo without batting an eye. His ruthlessness terrified Wang Fei.

Hong Yu shot her a cold glance. "What am I doing? You venomous, snake-hearted woman—I’m going to take your life!"

As soon as he spoke, nine cold gleams of light flashed past.

"No—!"

Wang Fei tried to flee in terror.

But how could she possibly outrun the Nine Feather Flying Knives, controlled by his Spiritual Power?

THWIP! THWIP!

With a spray of blood, Wang Fei looked down in horror and saw nine bloody holes piercing through her chest and back, gushing hot, red blood.

"How... how can this be? Fa-Father, why didn’t you save me?"

Despairing and terrified, Wang Fei collapsed heavily to the ground.

This scene sent a chill down the spines of the hundreds of Guiyuan Sect disciples who had just been burning with lust. They suddenly realized they had made a very foolish mistake.

Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world.

Under Hong Yu’s control, the Nine Feather Flying Knives became like brilliant stars, whistling through the air and reaping life after life.

Whether they were Outer Disciples or Inner Sect Disciples...

Before the enraged Hong Yu and his sharp Nine Feather Flying Knives, they had no power to resist whatsoever.

A single slash meant death. Blood boiled, and a river of it flowed.

Everywhere Hong Yu passed, he left a mountain of corpses in a sea of blood. Before, he had held himself back, but this time, every single one of his moves aimed for a vital point, without a shred of mercy.

As Hong Yu continued his frenzied slaughter,

he was unaware that...

an overwhelmingly powerful opponent was already brewing a sharp, murderous intent...