Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The Clan Elder of Prince Jin's family was right to be worried; a Divine Infant Realm powerhouse was not some incompetent feline that couldn't hold his ground on the stage—they were truly exceptional forces to be reckoned with.

Due to his advanced age and declining vitality, this Clan Elder, once a peak Early Stage Divine Infant Realm powerhouse, didn't last long under the assault of the infuriated adversary and was swatted down with a palm strike.

It wasn't a fatal blow, but the problem was, who could stop this furious lion?

Worry also filled Prince Jin's eyes; in fact, The Sword of Judgment had been demanded from the Divines Hall powerhouses several times already.

But, as the last prince of the dynasty, a direct descendant of the Aisin Gioro family, Prince Jin would never agree to the demands of the Divine Hall.

Moreover, with the Clan Elder, a Divine Infant Realm powerhouse, as their safeguard, there had been no issues up to this point— at most, a few Transcendence Tribulation Stage powerhouses had come to harass them.

But now, a true Divine Infant Realm powerhouse had launched an assault, baring ferocious fangs that startled everyone.

"If nothing else works, just hand over The Sword of Judgment!"

Prince Jin spoke through gritted teeth. Handing over The Sword of Judgment would be an immense humiliation for him!

At that moment, the Divine Infant Realm aggressor also charged down from midair, arriving beside the bodies of the three deceased, taking a deep breath, his eyes already brimming with anger.

Ye Ling shook his head and patted Prince Jin on the shoulder, "Your Highness, you're overthinking it. Do you think he's come here to negotiate peacefully with you?"

"Moreover, now that he's made a move, there's no good solution but to kill in retaliation!"

"This debt, let it be on my, Ye Ling's, shoulders—it has nothing to do with you from now on!"

As he spoke, Ye Ling stepped forward and walked out. Prince Jin opened his mouth but failed to speak; he understood the meaning behind Ye Ling's words quite simply— he was shouldering the burden himself!

But could Ye Ling hold his ground? The enemy was a mighty Divine Infant Realm powerhouse, far beyond any Transcendence Tribulation Stage powerhouse.

Yes, Prince Jin acknowledged that Ye Ling was mighty and eye-catching, having slain two Transcendence Tribulation Stage powerhouses with just a few strokes, but the Transcendence Tribulation Stage and the Divine Infant Realm were entirely different concepts.

Ao Hongchen, meanwhile, tugged at Prince Jin's shoulder, "We should first move the Clan Elder inside to prevent him from being caught up in the fight later."

"As for that Divine Infant Realm guy, just wait and see—Ye Ling will definitely make him regret coming here!"

Ao Hongchen spoke boldly and confidently, but Prince Jin's heart was still suspended midway, not yet settled.

In the middle of the spacious road, Ye Ling held the Primal Sword Embryo, his expression stern, his eyes flashing with thunderous energy.

The adversary wielded a huge black hammer, its every backward-facing spike gleaming with a blinding cold light, aura chilling to the bone.

"Divine Hall, Alups—when you get to hell, don't forget to announce my name loudly!"

This terrifying Divine Infant powerhouse from the Divine Hall declared himself, while Ye Ling simply smiled lightly, "Alups? That's too long a name, too lazy to remember."

Whoosh—a streak of sword light pierced the sky, launching an abrupt assault the moment Ye Ling's words fell.

Alups's expression remained unchanged; he had anticipated Ye Ling's attack and with a stomp, a wave of energy erupted from him, spreading around.

He raised his black hammer for a mighty smash, and the air itself seemed to grow violent and wild as the hammer struck.

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Clang, sparks flew in all directions as Alups staggered back, his face showing some surprise. He hadn't expected Ye Ling's attack to be so forceful, nor that it contained a power he simply couldn't withstand.

Just as Alups blocked the sword strike, Ye Ling's figure had already closed in on him.

"You underestimate me too much! Ignorant Huaxia boy, I will let you know, where exactly lies the gap between the Divine Infant Realm and the Transcendance Tribulation Stage!"

Seeing Ye Ling pressing him closely, Alups burst out in anger as the terrifying Divine Infant within him erupted fiercely.

Boom, an unparalleled force swirled in Alups's hands, converging on the enormous black hammer, radiating an overwhelming lightning aura.

Clang, the whooshing sound of tearing through the air came rushing as Ye Ling's sword directly struck the black hammer.

Clang clang clang, sparks burst forth as Ye Ling held his sword in both arms, pressing down hard on the black hammer, all the Nine Great Golden Cores inside him roaring madly, pouring endless power into his body.

"Only after transformation, can one be called a god!"

Boom, Alups roared madly, a terrifying force within him burst forth like floodwaters, and with a sudden surge, Ye Ling was thrown off balance, his body moving sideways involuntarily.

Whoosh whoosh, the howling sound of the hammer cleaved through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was before Ye Ling's eyes. However, Ye Ling was not the least bit flustered, and with urgent swiftness, he raised his sword to parry.

The Primal Sword Embryo, moving with extreme speed, blocked the hit, but due to its narrow blade and smaller surface area under pressure, it couldn't halt the terrible onslaught of the black hammer.

Thud thud thud, waves of force traveled through the Primal Sword Embryo into Ye Ling's body, and fortunately, his Extinction Golden Body had already been cultivated to the fifth realm, otherwise, he could have been injured.

Seeing this scene, Prince Jin who was hiding in the distance paled and cried out in alarm, while Ao Hongchen also focused intensely, filled with solemnity.

In the first exchange, Ye Ling actually took a disadvantage, although the gap between the Divine Infant Realm and the Transcendance Tribulation Stage really was enormous, but according to Ao Hongchen's understanding of Ye Ling, this guy wasn't as weak as he appeared.

After all, when he was in the Martial World, he had slain Xuanling Zi, who was also a powerhouse in the Early Stage of the Divine Infant.

So how could it be that here, facing Alups, Ye Ling was put at a disadvantage?

However, Ye Ling on the battlefield still exhibited a sharp aura, his spirit surging to the skies, his eyes glittering with unceasing combat frenzy.

"Kill!"

Ye Ling bellowed, his footsteps fiercely stomping the ground, and as he moved, a terrifying aura erupted from the Primal Sword Embryo in his hand.

Sword light like a curved moon suddenly sprang forth from the tip, crazily slashing towards Alups.

Alups's face suddenly tightened, but he smashed his huge hammer down viciously. With the power of the Divine Infant Realm, he actually managed to shatter the sword light of Ye Ling's strike.

But in the next moment, a shadow flashed in Alups's eyes; Ye Ling had already closed in on him.

Whoosh, a sword light flicked upwards from below, making Alups inhale sharply as he backpedaled, looking down at his clothes which had been torn by Ye Ling's sword.

"Boy! You indeed have some skill, but it's a pity, my attack, you simply cannot withstand!"

Alups coldly shouted, the black hammer in his hand spinning fiercely, the terrifying black light slowly pulsating.

Ye Ling suddenly laughed, his laugh unrestrained: "You think, with just a big hammer, you can really press me down that I can't fight back?" Stay tuned to My Virtual Library Empire

As he spoke, the Primal Sword Embryo in Ye Ling's hand suddenly disappeared, replaced by the long-missed black brick, the Godslayer Stone!

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