205 Chapter: 203

"Heavenly Star Lamentation!"

A weird phenomenon appeared. As if the distance between Nan Qianqiu and Yun Che vanished, the space waved brazenly and twisted as if a massive pressure had been applied to it.

The next instant, the sound of glass shattering resounded clearly in everyone's ears as they watched in amazement how the space simply ceased to exist between Nan Qianqiu and Yun Che's slash, allowing it to reach Nan Qianqiu instantly and evaporating his whole existence into fine dust particles.

He didn't even get a chance to scream before he was killed.

"Crown Prince!" The four Hell Sea Kings shouted horrified, but they didn't get to express their sadness and fear for even a second longer before Yun Che slashed once more, this time in their direction.

"Instantaneous Hell Calamity!"

They were already heavily wounded and had spent all of their profound strength in trying to block the previous slash. And even if they had the energy to defend themselves, the four Hell Sea Kings doubted they would be able to defend against the coming slash.

With helplessness and despair, they could only watch as the slash reached them instantaneously and ate them away, removing their existence from the world.

Yun Che brought down the heavy sword in his hand and looked at Long Bai and Yue Wuya, both of them stuck at their position like statues. It looked as if someone had sucked their souls away, rendering them unable to move even a single muscle in their whole body.

With his ink-black gaze staring at Long Bai, Yun Che asked: "Any last words?"

Long Bai didn't reply.

His dragonic-eyes stared at Yun Che in silence before he suddenly shouted.

"AHHHHHH!" Without any reservation, he released all his profound strength even going as far as to activate his blood essence!

A gigantic amount of profound energy mixed with draconic aura burst out of his body, blowing away everyone beside him. The space around him waved and twisted before Long Bai's body burst into a colossal dragon.

"Oh, a little interesting." Yun Che smiled, not intimidated by the display of strength in front of him.

"RAAAAA! DIE, DEVIL!" Long Bai's roar sent shockwaves all around himself, blowing away everyone and making weaker cultivators cough out blood.

He flapped his gigantic wings and lunged towards Yun Che with a raised claw and slashed. There was no profundity in his technique, but pure raw strength enough to shatter hundreds of thousands of star realms in seconds.

But…

"Interesting, but too weak." Yun Che said.

There was still no flow of profound energy around him and he still looked as normal as one could be. Compared to the colossal size of Long Bai, he looked like an ant trying to hunt down a dragon.

The comparison itself was laughable.

Yet, this seemingly small ant raised the sword in rebellion once again. Just the motion of him raising the sword in the sky stole everyone's breath away, causing their eyes to be glued to the sword instantly.

How many times he had repeated the same movement? One? Two? Three? Every time he did, a powerhouse at the level of a God Emperor fell.

And now, he raised the sword towards the strongest existence of the Primal Chaos and slashed.

A deep crimson wolf appeared behind Yun Che, its size even larger than Long Bai. Its whole existence was composed of infinite hatred. People who looked at it felt someone clenching their hearts.

The crimson wolf was the personification of "hatred without heart"! So just by looking at it made people bleed from their orifices.

"Heaven Wounding Heartless Sword!"

Each word sounded like a mandate from heaven itself.

In the next instant, time and space stopped.

The claw that was only some inches away from Yun Che also stopped, as if stuck in space, unable to move even an inch.

The only thing that moved in this halted world was the crimson wolf that had enveloped heaven and earth.

Puchi

Long Bai's dragon body exploded into a bloody mist, showering the world with his dragonic-blood.

No one moved. No one made a sound.

Like statues, all of them stood petrified as the blood of Long Bai rained down on them, painting everything within their sight completely red.

Their faces, their clothes, the world, even the white ice giant behind; everything soon turned crimson, dyed in the blood of the Dragon Monarch.

The only existence untouched was the heaven itself — Yun Che.

He still stood at his initial place, the place where he had appeared at the start. Eight Divine Masters couldn't force him to move even an inch away from his place.

An impassive expression adorned his face as his long black hair fluttered gently in the wind. He raised the sword in his hand and caressed it lovingly.

"Good work, You'er. You can rest now." Only his voice existed in this world as the sword in his hand shined before it vanished inside his hands, forming a black tattoo.

He raised his head and looked at everyone, including the dumbstruck Yue Wuya.

"Anyone else?"

No one replied—no, let alone replying, everything instantly lowered their heads. Fear gripped their head, and they didn't dare to even breathe loudly in fear that it might arouse the devil's attention towards them.

This included Moon God Emperor himself!

"Thought so." Yun Che smiled and softly called out. "Wentian."

Among the gathered people, a middle-aged man walked out before he kneeled in front of Yun Che.

"I see that you are still alive."

"It's your grace, my lord."

"Is it?" Yun Che stared at him before adding. "Just make sure not to appear in front of Caiyi; she will kill you… not before torturing the fuck out of you, so be safe."

He didn't have any particular hatred towards Wentian himself, but Caiyi was a different matter. She hated him to the bone. The only reason why he was still alive could be attributed to the fact that Caiyi didn't actively look for him.

Otherwise, he would have been a dead man.

"... I will keep that in mind." Wentian replied passively. Despite his current strength, he dared not think that he could match Yun Che's wives.

Yun Che was able to provide him with so much strength; he could only imagine how strong his wives were.

"Well, either way, it's nice seeing you after such a long time."

"I'm honored, my lord."

Yun Che looked at Wentian and felt funny seeing this old man before he waved his hand.

"I'll go then. As for you people…" He looked at the expedition force, his ink-black gaze causing everyone's body to stiffen and be horrified. "Do whatever you want."

He was too lazy to deal with them.

His purpose was to take care of the God Emperors, since he knew they would be the biggest obstacle in his future. With them dead, there was no point in killing anyone else.

Yuefeng had already prepared his army that would soon march all over the God Realm, taking over everything. All he needed to do was wait and chill until the whole God Realm was ready for him to take by his wives.

"Yue Wuya, come with me. I'll take you to your—ugh, to Yue Wugou's daughter."