Chapter 2128 - 2125: You Deserve to Die
Boom!
A deafening blast.
Emperor General Han Yanbing was directly smashed down into the Divine Hall of the Spear Sect.
That single impact shattered countless palaces within the Spear Sect Divine Hall into dust.
In the end, Han Yanbing rolled to a stop before the largest Divine Hall, coming to a halt.
"Emperor General, sir!"
Such a shocking scene made the scalp of the people guarding the Spear Sect Divine Hall go numb.
Because with just one glance, they recognized that the ’meteor’ that had just fallen from the sky was none other than the master of this Spear Sect Divine Hall — Emperor General Han Yanbing!
It must be known.
Emperor General Han Yanbing was famed as the number one on the Spear Path under Emperor Mu’s command; in the use of the spear, he was absolutely a peak-level existence of this era.
How could such a terrifying existence be beaten back right after leaving seclusion?
Just what kind of enemy was this?
The powerhouses within the Spear Sect Divine Hall were all deeply shocked.
"All of you, fall back."
Han Yanbing crawled up from amidst the wreckage scattered across the ground.
His blood-colored armor had been shattered; Han Yanbing shook his shoulders, scattering the fragments and revealing a body of solid, bulging muscles!
Especially on Han Yanbing’s back, where there was actually a blood-colored dragon totem!
As Han Yanbing moved, that blood-colored dragon pattern writhed, like a living Blood Dragon crawling across his back.
It was said that Emperor General Han Yanbing once slew a Blood Dragon of the Dragon Clan, refined it into a totem, and had it imprinted onto his own back.
Whenever Emperor General Han Yanbing grew enraged, that Blood Dragon would come alive, crawling across Han Yanbing’s back.
From the looks of it.
Han Yanbing at this moment was utterly enraged!
The powerhouses of the Spear Sect Divine Hall saw this and naturally dared not provoke him; they immediately retreated far away, only hoping not to be caught up in the storm.
Boom!
The next instant.
A figure descended upon the Spear Sect Divine Hall.
His feet touched down, making the entire Spear Sect Divine Hall tremble violently.
Following the sound, everyone looked over and saw a cold-faced youth in Black Robes.
A Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd hung at the youth’s waist, giving him a free and unrestrained air.
But right now, his entire body was filled with a chilling aura of slaughter.
"Tsk—"
Han Yanbing curled his lips, gripping that blood-colored long spear, and said slowly, "I wonder if I’ll get a chance today to spear Emperor Ye through."
This was provocation.
A provocation toward the Undying Night Emperor!
Since Han Yanbing had come out of seclusion, how could he not know Ye Xuan’s true identity?
Yet he still chose to leave seclusion.
Why?
Because back then he already knew this Undying Night Emperor had a serious problem with him.
And even intended to kill him!
Since they were enemies, naturally they had to cross hands.
If this were ninety thousand years ago, perhaps he, Han Yanbing, lacked both the ability and the courage.
But times had changed.
He was still a blazing, midday sun of an Emperor General.
Whereas the Undying Night Emperor was nothing more than a so-called ’New Emperor’ of the Nine Transitions Great Saint Realm.
Even if this Undying Night Emperor had suppressed that piece of trash, Emperor General Qing Zhu, so what?
Faced with Han Yanbing’s provocation, Ye Xuan said nothing.
Ye Xuan began to walk forward.
Seeing Ye Xuan stay silent, Han Yanbing also stopped wasting words and likewise started to stride forward.
Clang, clang, clang——
The spear tip dragged along the ground, throwing up sparks one after another.
Boom!
Almost at the same time, the two vanished.
When they reappeared, there was barely a hair’s breadth between them.
The blood-colored long spear in Han Yanbing’s hands suddenly thrust upward, as if to lift the entire world on its tip.
He wasn’t just talking; he was doing.
Today, he truly intended to spear Emperor Ye!
Ye Xuan’s move was even more straightforward.
A punch.
Still an Inch Fist.
Boom!
In that instant of clash.
Before the blood-colored spear could touch Ye Xuan, Han Yanbing was already sent flying.
He drew a parallel line with the ground, skimming along the surface, and smashed into the largest Spear Sect Divine Hall, blasting a huge hole right through the main seat.
"Emperor General, sir!"
Everyone snapped out of it, their faces suddenly draining of color.
Ye Xuan lightly tapped his toes and drifted into the great hall.
On both sides of the hall, countless Divine Spears stood upright, densely packed.
And on the tip of every single Divine Spear, a living person was impaled and hanging.
Those living people were all young boys and girls.
The spear tips jabbed up beneath their chins, making them suffer unbearable pain; their eyes were filled with Despair and terror.
Among them, there were even some half-grown children only eleven or twelve years old.
That scene made Ye Xuan’s gaze turn icy cold.
This...
Was the reason he wanted Han Yanbing dead.
Ye Xuan might be the eternal Butcher of ages, but he had never killed anyone without cause or karmic ties.
What karmic ties did these people have with Han Yanbing?
Among them were even Mortals with no cultivation at all.
This kind of cruelty filled Ye Xuan with utter disgust.
Ye Xuan waved his hand, and a terrifying power enveloped the entire great hall, saving all those innocent boys and girls from the spear tips.
Boom!
But the next moment, a vast pressure suddenly descended.
Han Yanbing appeared in the hall once more; he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Ye Xuan with a mocking grin. "Tsk tsk, who would’ve thought our Emperor Ye had such a kind heart?"
Boom, boom, boom——
The countless Divine Spears on both sides of the hall abruptly shot skyward, not lunging at Ye Xuan, but locking onto the boys and girls Ye Xuan had just rescued.
Ye Xuan’s will stirred, and he immediately drew all of them into his own inner world.
Right after, Ye Xuan stomped his foot.
The myriad Divine Spears in the sky all exploded into fine powder.
Ye Xuan stared at Han Yanbing and rasped, "You deserve to die."
The smile on Han Yanbing’s lips grew even more狂狂. "We’ll see."
Boom!
The very next instant.
Ye Xuan suddenly appeared right in front of Han Yanbing; under Han Yanbing’s gloomy gaze, Ye Xuan threw out another punch.
This time, Ye Xuan softly uttered four words.
"Taichu Divine Fist."
Behind Ye Xuan, it was as if a Taichu Ancient God stood tall, overlooking the long river of eternity, and sent forth a terrifying punch.
Han Yanbing let out a vicious laugh, his Quasi-Emperor Peak power erupting to the limit, far surpassing Emperor General Qing Zhu!
"I’m dying to see how much strength you’ve still got left!"
The long spear in Han Yanbing’s hands spun ceaselessly, forming a defensive circle without a single gap.
And as Han Yanbing whirled the spear at extreme speed, blood-colored tornadoes rose one after another from the ground, spiraling up a million zhang high.
The power within the Spear Sect Divine Hall surged up, barely containing this destructive force.
Dong——
The Taichu Divine Fist slammed out, blasting all those blood-colored tornadoes apart.
Even the blood-colored long spear in Han Yanbing’s hands was knocked flying.
As for Han Yanbing himself, his skin looked as if it had been scorched by Taichu Divine Fire, charred black and dark red, miserably ravaged.
Yet Han Yanbing did not get sent flying; he remained standing in place.
His abdominal Elixir Field had been punched open by Ye Xuan, leaving a gaping bloody hole.
The organs within had all been pulverized.
"How is this possible!?"
Han Yanbing’s face was smeared with blood, filled with disbelief.
He was being pinned in place by a power he could not resist, making it utterly impossible for him to dodge or react in any way, as if he had been suppressed on the spot, left to be struck at will!
"The Heaven Suppressing Ancient Emperor’s Heaven Suppressing Great Dao!?"
Han Yanbing stared at Ye Xuan, shock and doubt warring in his eyes.