Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

No silhouettes!

The sword light seemed to erupt from nothingness, as if moonlight falling from the sky had solidified into a blade edge, its origins elusive!

The elder's expression changed drastically; he could clearly feel the immense power contained within the sword light!

Danger! Deadly danger!

He hastily lifted the blood-red demon-head saber in an attempt to block!

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The sounds of metal clashing rang out in succession. The moonlight-like blade edge flickered, unleashing thousands of strikes in an instant, yet not one hit the elder.

Incredibly, they were all blocked by the blood-red demon-head saber.

WHOOSH!

The elder executed a rapid retreat, tearing white streaks in the air and even leaving a series of afterimages as he exited the villa, now cleaved in two. He landed in the courtyard outside.

"Who dares to hinder the affairs of the Zeng Family of Youzhou? Are you looking to die?" The elder's eyes were bloodshot, thick with intense killing intent as he said, "Leave now, and you might live. Otherwise, my Blood Saber will claim another soul!"

Outside, Su Ying breathed a sigh of relief. As a spirit being, her perception was far stronger than the elder's, and she had already seen the owner of the moonlight-like blade edge. This was also one of Qin Heng's servants.

"URGH!"

But just as Su Ying relaxed, she suddenly felt an invisible force violently pull her into the air. Her neck tightened, as if strangled by some power!

"You!"

Su Ying saw it was the leading Zeng Family youth. He was manipulating his right hand through the air, gripping her neck and hoisting her over ten meters into the sky!

"So, you have reinforcements. It seems that little beast Qin Xuantian set things up quite nicely here," the youth sneered coldly. "What a pity. Before me, Zeng Yuefeng, all resistance is futile!"

BOOM!

Su Ying was thrown from the sky, crashing to the ground. The immense force skidded her along, breaking through a wall before she tumbled into the courtyard!

All her Divine Power had vanished as if sucked away. Her divine body disintegrated, leaving only a sliver of her soul to maintain a human outline. For a spirit being to reach this state signified she was nearing death!

"Ah! What marvelous power! Is this the power of gods? Amazing! Truly amazing!" Zeng Yuefeng laughed uproariously, his face aglow as if he had tasted the ultimate delicacy. Even his aura grew denser and more terrifying! "Had I known Divine Power was this delicious, I wouldn't have let Mr. Ai kill that old spirit woman earlier. I could have consumed her Divine Power too, and my strength would have become even greater!"

"You! You can actually absorb Divine Power! How is that possible?!" Su Ying looked at Zeng Yuefeng in utter shock and disbelief; she had never heard of a human capable of absorbing Divine Power.

BOOM!

Just then, a table flew out from the villa, hurtling towards the elder holding the demon-head blood saber!

CRASH!

The table was shattered into debris by the elder!

At the same time, a woman dressed in moon-white, form-fitting martial attire, her hair tied in a ponytail, arrived before the elder. She was stunningly beautiful, her gaze as cold as moonlight from the highest heavens. Brandishing a curved saber, she had instantly traversed a hundred meters.

It was An Yue, a former Dark Moon Guard of the Guanghan Palace, who practiced the "Dark Moon Shadow Technique." Although she was only half a step into the Innate Realm, she was comparable to a true Innate expert!

Such was the power of an Ancient Divine Sect disciple!

CLANG!

The blade light sang as it slashed towards the old man's neck!

"So fast!" The old man exclaimed in shock and uncertainty, no longer daring to underestimate her. He hurriedly dodged, but An Yue's blade light followed him like a shadow, making escape impossible!

Damn it, this woman is only in the Transcendence Realm! How can she be so strong?!

The old man kept dodging the blade light, his scalp tingling. He had never seen such a powerful half-step Innate expert before! Could this be a disciple of the Ancient Divine Sect?! To think she could contend with worldly Innate Grandmasters—unbelievable!

"Mr. Ai, you are too slow," Zeng Yuefeng's indifferent voice drifted over, like fine needles assaulting An Yue. He didn't even need to lift a hand; his words alone were enough to form a fatal attack!

"Innate peak?!" An Yue's expression changed instantly upon feeling Zeng Yuefeng's attack.

After all, she was only half a step into the Innate Realm. She could temporarily suppress the old man only because her initial attack had caught him off guard, and the "Dark Moon Shadow Technique" was extremely fast.

Now, with Zeng Yuefeng suddenly striking, it was like facing the attacks of two Innate peak experts simultaneously, one of whom was the heir of a thousand-year-old Martial Dao family! There was simply no way she could cope!

An Yue tried to dodge, but it was too late; this was beyond her limit.

"Hahaha! Die!" the old man roared with laughter, forcefully bringing down his blood saber, aiming to slice An Yue in two. Simultaneously, Zeng Yuefeng's fine needles sealed off all her escape routes!

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

An Yue desperately used her curved blade to deflect the needles in one direction and escaped. But at that moment, the old man's blade crashed down, striking her directly on the back!

"UGH!"

An Yue grunted as the impact of the blade light sent her flying. Her clothing was ripped open, revealing a back so bloodied and mangled that bone was visible!

THUD!

She collapsed to the ground, trying to stand but powerless. The wound on her back burned like fire, consuming her very lifeblood!

"Damned bitch! You curs always struggle futilely before death!" The old man, holding his saber, looked down at An Yue and snorted coldly, "Just you wait. I'll deal with you properly!"

He didn't plan to kill An Yue outright but intended to capture her and torture her slowly. If he could extract her Cultivation Technique, that would be even better!

Then, the old man took a step forward, his blade light sweeping out!

BOOM!

A crimson blade light, over three hundred meters long, swept across everything, engulfing the entire villa and flattening it to the ground!

However, Qin Yun and Song Ningran were not dead. The old man had deliberately directed the blade light away from them, following Zeng Yuefeng's orders—they could not be killed outright!

"Sister Ran Ran..." Qin Yun clutched Song Ningran's arm tightly, biting her red lips. Looking at their destroyed home, she glared at the people outside and shouted, "When my brother arrives, he will surely kill you all! Definitely!"

"Absolutely!" Song Ningran nodded, clenching her teeth. "Qin Heng will definitely kill you! He will avenge us and ensure you die a miserable death!"

"Hahaha! Ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous!"

Zeng Yuefeng burst into laughter, clutching his stomach and bending over as if looking at fools. He mocked Qin Yun and Song Ningran, "Stop being foolish! That good-for-nothing Qin Heng is in Beijing, over a thousand kilometers from here! There's no way he can make it!"