Free Web NovelChapter 142: Chapter 142: You Dare to Kill Me?
A golden light shot into the sky, streaking across the heavens. In the blink of an eye, it arrived before Shen Daoxing, and the cyan ray of light from the Celestial Profound Saint Envoy instantly vanished.
The golden light then gradually dimmed, revealing the ethereal figure of a majestic, imposing old man.
"Great-great-great-great-great... Ancestor!"
The Emperor of the Martial Kingdom was stunned to see who had arrived.
This was his great-great-great-great-great... ancestor, Gu Tian’en, the renowned Asura Killing God from the Martial Kingdom’s history. He had once single-handedly charged through more than ten neighboring kingdoms, slaughtering their forces until they trembled at the mere mention of his name and never again dared to invade the Martial Kingdom. It was he who initiated the thousand-year golden age of the Martial Kingdom.
He never imagined that a fragment of his great-great-great-great-great... ancestor’s Divine Soul still lingered within the Imperial Mausoleum.
The Emperor of the Martial Kingdom stood frozen.
While he was still in shock, another dazzling golden light suddenly shot into the sky. Immediately after, the ethereal figure of a kind-faced old man appeared beside Shen Daoxing.
"Great-great-great-great-great-grandfather!"
The Emperor of the Martial Kingdom was shocked once more.
Gu Jiong. This was an even more legendary figure—the only Great Sword Cultivator in the history of the Martial Kingdom’s Royal Family and a Sword King whose fame echoed throughout the entire East Continent. His Swordsmanship was so superb that no one in the Martial Kingdom could match him. He had once single-handedly slain over a hundred masters, halting the Great Yong Empire’s invasion and saving the Martial Kingdom from annihilation.
Seeing the hero he had admired most his entire life, the Emperor of the Martial Kingdom couldn’t help but tremble with excitement.
But it wasn’t over. After the kind-faced elder appeared, an even larger pillar of golden light shot into the sky, like a world-shaking Wandering Dragon streaking across the heavens. Then, the ethereal figure of a white-haired elder with a hale complexion materialized.
"Great-great-great-great-grand-uncle!"
The Emperor of the Martial Kingdom was beyond shocked.
Gu Di. He was the most formidable figure in the history of the Martial Kingdom’s Royal Family, his power reaching a sublime level that none could match. He had once ventured beyond the East Continent alone, charging into the Mountain Sea Region of the Foreign Races and wreaking havoc. His very existence had ushered in the most glorious era in the Martial Kingdom’s history.
This was the hero king of their Martial Kingdom! The emperor was overcome with excitement.
Beside him, the various Princes stared wide-eyed, their expressions a mixture of shock and adoration. They were even more thrilled, having grown up listening to the stories of these very ancestors.
After appearing, the three elders—Gu Tian’en, Gu Jiong, and Gu Di—slowly moved to Shen Daoxing’s side.
Then, all three clasped their fists and bowed low in unison. They remained in that posture, perfectly still, as if awaiting Shen Daoxing’s command.
"Huh???"
"???"
The Emperor of the Martial Kingdom and the Princes were utterly baffled.
’Why are our ancestors taking orders from Shen Daoxing?’
The Celestial Profound Saint Envoy, however, didn’t recognize these ancient ancestors of the Martial Kingdom. He merely sneered, unimpressed.
’He’s just a piece of trash at the Grotto Heaven Realm. How powerful could anything he summons possibly be?’
"Do you think summoning a few remnant souls is enough to deal with me?"
The Celestial Profound Saint Envoy smirked contemptuously, ignoring the three elders.
He then extended two fingers, which began to glow with a cyan light. He pointed them forward gently.
"Heaven-Seizing Finger!"
The cyan light erupted!
A brilliant stream of light shot across the sky, seeming powerful enough to split the heavens as it flew straight for Shen Daoxing with unstoppable force.
However, the imposing elder’s figure flickered and suddenly appeared in front of Shen Daoxing.
He raised his fist, his arm suddenly swelling in size. He threw a ferocious punch, striking like a bolt of lightning from a clear sky.
"BOOM!"
The Heaven-Seizing Finger shattered on impact, dissolving into chaotic streams of light.
The Celestial Profound Saint Envoy froze, somewhat surprised.
Just then, the other elder, the one with the kind face, appeared before him.
No one saw the kind-faced elder make a move.
Suddenly, the Celestial Profound Saint Envoy broke out in a cold sweat and leaped into the air.
A faint sliver of white light appeared before anyone could even see how the kind-faced elder had struck.
The next moment!
The mount beneath the Celestial Profound Saint Envoy, the massive Xianhe, was suddenly split in half from head to tail without any warning. It didn’t even have a chance to cry out in pain.
Leaping through the air, the Celestial Profound Saint Envoy frowned, realizing something was wrong.
Just then, the figure of the white-haired elder with the hale complexion beside Shen Daoxing flickered, instantly reappearing high in the sky.
The Celestial Profound Saint Envoy looked up to see only a tiny speck, but in the next instant, his vision went black. A colossal golden palm that blotted out the entire sky was descending upon him.
Before it, the Celestial Profound Saint Envoy was like an ant.
The great golden hand closed around the Celestial Profound Saint Envoy as if pinching an insect. With just a slight increase in pressure, it could pulp his internal organs.
The Celestial Profound Saint Envoy was horrified. A cyan light erupted from his entire body as he began to dematerialize. In a flash, he transformed into a cloud of cyan mist and slipped out from the golden hand’s grasp.
However, he hadn’t flown far before several faint white lights shot toward him, trailing arcs of black light as if they were tearing through space itself.
"SPURT!"
The Celestial Profound Saint Envoy spat out a mouthful of blood as his figure rematerialized in the sky. Over a dozen Sword Marks now crisscrossed his body, blood streaming from the wounds.
The next moment, the imposing elder materialized behind him. The elder’s right arm began to swell, rapidly expanding until it was larger than his entire body.
Golden light erupted.
He threw a heavy punch, slamming it into the Celestial Profound Saint Envoy’s back.
"ARGH!"
The Celestial Profound Saint Envoy coughed up another large mouthful of blood.
"CRACK! CRACK!"
A series of sharp cracks echoed as the bones throughout his body shattered.
It was as if he had lost all his strength!
Like a kite with its string cut, the Celestial Profound Saint Envoy plummeted from the sky.
"BOOM!"
He crashed into the ground, which spiderwebbed with cracks from the impact.
He was covered in blood, barely breathing.
Shen Daoxing slowly approached and placed the Great Ming Demon Sparrow against the man’s neck. "Are you still planning to take me to the Celestial Profound Sacred Land to steal my Dragon Vein?"
"Hahahahaha!"
The Celestial Profound Saint Envoy suddenly threw his head back and laughed. "Go on, kill me! Kill me if you have the guts! I am an envoy from the Sacred Land! If you dare touch me, then prepare to face the furious retaliation of the Celestial Profound Sacred Land! No matter where you run, they will hunt you down!"
The corner of his mouth curled into a smug smile as he spoke. "So, you only have one choice. Let me go and come back with me quietly. If I’m in a good mood, I might even spare your life after I take your Dragon Vein!"
"Are you threatening me?" Shen Daoxing’s expression darkened.
The Celestial Profound Saint Envoy continued to laugh, his head thrown back. "So what if I am? Kill me if you dare! If you do, it won’t just be you! Everyone you know will..."
But before he could finish his sentence, Shen Daoxing’s hand moved.
A flash of black light.
A thin red line appeared on the Celestial Profound Saint Envoy’s neck. A moment later, his head toppled to the ground as blood sprayed into the air.
In his final moment, the Celestial Profound Saint Envoy’s eyes were wide with disbelief. He clearly had never imagined that Shen Daoxing would actually dare to kill him.
