Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Zhao Xiaowen watched helplessly as Lin Chen was surrounded by the three Ming Emperors, a hint of grief in her eyes.

At this moment, her heart felt as if it was being cut by knives. The combined strength of the three Ming Emperor experts was such that not even the Ming King might withstand them; Lin Chen facing them was akin to a death sentence.

"No, Ming King, don't let them kill him. I am willing to marry you," Zhao Xiaowen pleaded desperately.

However, a fierce gleam flashed in the eyes of the Ming King, a thick, cold smile appearing on his face.

"It's too late for me to let him go. Today, he must die here."

Facing the three powerful Ming Emperor fighters, regardless of how strong Lin Chen was, his death seemed inevitable.

The Ming King glanced at the tear-filled face of Zhao Xiaowen, a lascivious glint flashing in his eyes.

Once Lin Chen was dead, he would not care whether Zhao Xiaowen agreed or not; he intended to suppress her beneath him to satiate his hatred.

"Competing with me over a woman is courting death! Today you'll die, and your woman won't escape my Five Finger Mountain either!"

The Ming King's eyes showed a vicious delight, as if Lin Chen was already torn to shreds and Zhao Xiaowen had already been oppressed beneath him.

However, the next moment, his smile froze abruptly because he witnessed an astonishing sight.

Just as the three's attacks were about to land on Lin Chen, an incredibly powerful aura erupted from Lin Chen.

This is, a Demigod rank!

The Ming King's complexion changed dramatically.

The three attacking Lin Chen suddenly felt their spirits tremble under this sudden pressure.

Lin Chen's lips curled into a cold arc: "Ming Emperors? Killing them in front of me is like slaughtering pigs and dogs!"

With those words, Lin Chen's body flickered, seemingly disappearing from where he stood.

"Whoosh!"

When his figure reappeared, it was as if a ghost, behind the Blood Fiend Ming King.

Lin Chen's hand, with the white Netherworld True Fire surging within, pressed onto the Blood Fiend Ming King's head.

In an instant, the Blood Fiend Ming King, one of the eight great Ming Kings, turned to ashes.

Lin Chen's move was swift; no one saw how it happened. They merely felt a flash of a shadow, followed by a white light, and the Blood Fiend Ming King was gone.

After dealing with the Blood Fiend Ming King, Lin Chen propelled himself forward, appearing behind the Purgatory Ming King.

The Purgatory Ming King had just witnessed the Blood Fiend Ming King being reduced to nothing by Lin Chen and was in shock when he suddenly felt a chill behind him, causing his expression to change as he tried to dodge.

However, his reactions, though quick, were outmatched by Lin Chen's speed.

Lin Chen's hand, with a burst of Heart-burning True Fire, heavily struck his back.

"Bang!"

As the Heart-burning True Fire surged, the Purgatory Ming King too was instantly incinerated to ashes.

In just a single encounter, two Ming Kings had been directly reduced to nothing by Lin Chen.

The Soul-hooking Ming King, seeing the two Ming Kings perish in an instant, was frightened out of his wits.

At this moment, he abandoned any intention of killing Lin Chen and quickly retreated to flee.

Lin Chen's lips curved into a bloodthirsty smile, "Trying to run away? Can you escape?"

With those words, Lin Chen's figure appeared before the Soul-hooking Ming King, a white light flashed, and the notorious Soul-hooking Ming King fell as well.

"How is this possible!"

Witnessing this scene, everyone present was on the verge of having their eyes pop out.

An endless terror and disbelief surfaced in everyone's eyes.

This was a one-sided massacre; the three Ming Emperor experts had been erased in an instant.

Seeing his three comrades annihilated in an instant, the Ming King's face grew darker.

Even if he personally took action, dealing with three Ming Emperor experts would require effort. Yet Lin Chen obliterated them in the blink of an eye.

How could this be? How could this boy be so strong!

At this moment, sweat was already trickling down the Ming King's forehead.

A feeling of unprecedented crisis surfaced in his heart.

Lin Chen had slain three Ming Emperor experts, and beckoning to the Ming King with his finger, he said coldly, "Your turn!"

The Ming King gritted his teeth and said to everyone in the palace, "Whoever kills Lin Chen, the position of the Ming Emperor will be theirs."

Boom!

The Ming King's words stirred up a great uproar in the hearts of those present.

Becoming a Ming Emperor meant a chance to ascend to the Immortal Realm, the dream of everyone in the Peaceful Realms.

Immediately, many were eager, with madness on their faces.

The Ming King's face gleamed with malice, bursting into wild laughter.

"Lin Chen, no matter how strong you are, can you kill everyone in the Peaceful Realms? If you kill everyone here, the entire Peaceful Realms will target you."

"I don't believe you can wipe out everyone in the Peaceful Realms."

Even if alone you're at a Demigod level, daring to oppose one Peaceful Realms will lead to the countless evil spirits dragging you into endless hell.

Imagining Lin Chen becoming the Peaceful Realms' enemy, facing endless pursuit, a sinister gleam flashed on the Ming King's face.

But just as his words fell, the Blue Moon Ming King stepped forward.

"I, Blue Moon Ming King, from now on will pledge allegiance to Mr. Lin Chen!"

"I, Western Ming King, am willing to follow Mr. Lin Chen!"

With one proclamation after another, the five great Ming Kings and their subordinates all bowed, kneeled on one knee, and called out, "Master!"

Then the five great Ming Kings stood behind Lin Chen, each wearing a stern expression as they stared at the Ming King.

"You, you dare to betray me." The Ming King was livid, his face turning pale.

The leaders of the major powers present saw this and immediately erupted. They knew that aside from the three recently deceased Ming Kings, the remaining five great Ming Kings controlled almost all the territory of the Peaceful Realms.

These people turning to Lin Chen meant he now controlled the entire Peaceful Realms.

No one expected this young man to have silently become the ruler of the Peaceful Realms.

The leaders of those major powers weren't fools; the heavens had changed, and they wouldn't follow the Ming King to their deaths.

"My Sun family is willing to follow Mr. Lin Chen!"

"My Black Domain Mountain is willing to follow Mr. Lin Chen!"

All the remaining major power leaders expressed their willingness to follow Lin Chen.

In an instant, it was the Ming King who found himself all alone.

The Ming King could never have imagined his century-long rule of the Underworld would be overthrown overnight.

"Kid, very well, you're ruthless enough, are you man enough to fight me one-on-one?" The Ming King took a deep breath and said.

"Ridiculous, you just wanted to gang up on me, and now you want a one-on-one fight?" Lin Chen's lips curled into a mocking smile.

Then he said to everyone behind him, "Whoever kills the Ming King will get the vacant Ming King position."

Lin Chen quickly returned the Ming King's words right back at him.

"Kill!"

The five great Ming Kings and all the experts present were excited by Lin Chen's words. For years they had been exploited and oppressed by the Ming King and hated him. Now they finally had a chance for revenge.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

With a series of roars, all the experts above the Ming Emperor level in the Ming Palace rushed at the Ming King.

Although the Ming King's strength was formidable, his opponents surged like a tide, killing one would bring up two more.

Soon, his body was covered in scars.

"Ming King, go to hell!" accompanied by a roar, suddenly a figure wielding a bronze sword cleaved through the air.

Seeing that person, the Ming King's expression changed: "Wu Feng, aren't you dead?"

"Someone's going to die, but it won't be me, it'll be you," said Wu Feng, swinging the sword towards the Ming King's neck.

The Ming King's expression changed as he tried to dodge, but found his limbs were already tightly held by the five great Ming Kings.

"No!"

With the Ming King's final roar, the ruler of the Peaceful Realms met his end.