Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The thunderclouds in midair, just as Ye Ling was about to make a move, suddenly developed cracks.

The thunderclouds, originally rolling with thunderous light, astonishingly shattered into pieces, and the Heavenly Tribulation above it also became incomparably docile, no longer violent.

This scene caused everyone to be utterly shocked, Ao Hongchen even cursed his mother in disbelief.

Damn it, what kind of joke is this? Is this the Heavenly Dao?

Isn't it said that the Heavenly Dao is impartial, treating everyone the same, how come it has now become a bully that fears the strong?

No, no, could it be that Ye Ling spent a fortune somewhere to hire these actors, or is everything we see right now just an illusion in people's eyes?

Crash, the thunderclouds disintegrated completely, and the terrifying Heavenly Tribulation, astonishingly transformed into raindrops, gently falling onto Ye Ling's body.

Humming, the deep blue lightning slowly roamed over Ye Ling's body surface and was ultimately absorbed by Ye Ling.

Incredible, utterly incredible, Ao Hongchen couldn't help rubbing his eyes, damn it, doesn't this equate to kidnapping a woman, who not only doesn't press charges but also pays a handsome sum to nurse you back to health?

Is there no justice in the world, Ao Hongchen stood up straight and pointed to the sky with a single finger: "Heavenly Dao! I am Ao Hongchen, when I was an Immortal Emperor, I swept across the heavens!"

"If you are watching, then raise my realm to the Divine Infant Realm, or else, when I become the Immortal Emperor, heh heh, you better watch out."

Ao Hongchen's speech startled those nearby such as Prince Jin, causing them to open their mouths wide in shock; damn it, here's another lunatic unafraid of death.

Ye Ling succeeded because his power was evident for all to see, but you, just a mere Transcendance Tribulation Stage fellow, actually dare to challenge the Heavenly Dao?

As expected, above Ao Hongchen's head, a thunderbolt suddenly appeared and fiercely struck down toward him.

With a crack, Ao Hongchen spat out a puff of white smoke, his body scorched, hand still raised in mid-air, his appearance utterly pathetic.

Ye Ling, watching from not too far away, was also dumbfounded. Hey, what's going on? Are there really people in the world so eager to die? Heaven wouldn't be wrong to strike him dead.

Humming, above Ye Ling's head, a thundercloud quietly formed, then slowly cracked open, and soon drizzles of lightning fell, landing on Ye Ling's body surface.

Hissing, strands of sound rose from Ye Ling's body, refining his physique, and Ye Ling was also employing the Nine Nether Emperor Technique to continuously devour this power.

If Ye Ling were likened to a river, then this power expanded the already magnificent Ye Ling even further, practically into a sea.

The pure power brought by the Heavenly Dao is not ordinary power, but Spiritual Power containing the Power of the Heavenly Dao.

Ye Ling inhaled deeply and lifted his head, enjoying this wonderful process; he could feel his body, his cultivation, his soul, all undergoing perfect transformation at this moment.

The nine Great Divine Infants sat cross-legged within Ye Ling, emitting a vast divine radiance, their eyes slightly closed, as if they were Immortals seated atop prayer mats.

Majestic and holy, carrying an air of nobility, most importantly, these nine Divine Infants sitting together brought forth an overwhelming aura capable of shocking many Transcendance Tribulation Stage powerhouses to death.

Ye Ling, now having finally broken through to the Divine Infant Realm, was just one step away from becoming an Immortal.

Feeling the surging power within, Ye Ling let out a long howl, the power within him raging like ten thousand wild horses, carrying a terrifying aura.

Just then, suddenly, a longsword quietly appeared below Ye Ling's neck, its icy chill striking fear into the bone, causing an involuntary shudder.

"I'm sorry, but even though you just let me go, you've offended the Divines Hall. You must die!"

The speaker was none other than Old Hai Wei, who had been struck by Heavenly Tribulation into a miserable state, almost doubting his existence.

Even now, traces of lightning occasionally flickered across his body, causing him to twitch involuntarily, his hair standing on end and emitting wisps of white smoke.

Ye Ling glanced at the sword under his neck and couldn't help but smile, turning around, which made Old Hai Wei immediately panic. He grabbed the hilt of the sword, and it began to tremble.

"I'm telling you, stand still. If you dare try any tricks, don't blame me if my sword doesn't see where it's going!"

With no real confidence, Old Hai Wei threatened Ye Ling, a look of horror in his eyes that almost made Ye Ling die laughing. With that behavior, he dared to come to Huaxia?

"Let me tell you, once someone pointed a sword at my neck too, but it ended badly for them, really. I'm not lying to you, so I'm giving you a chance."

Ye Ling said with a slight smile. To him, Old Hai Wei's threats were almost worthless. The moment his nine Divine Infants had condensed, Old Hai Wei's power had already become unfathomably strong.

Old Hai Wei took a deep breath and struggled to control his expression, "Pssh, you're bluffing me. I'm telling you, no one who has offended our Divines Hall has ever come out in one piece..."

"Look out, Heavenly Tribulation!"

Before Old Hai Wei could finish, Ye Ling suddenly pointed to the sky, and Old Hai Wei, in a fright, immediately threw away the longsword, fearing the Heavenly Tribulation would strike him down through it.

He was truly scared, for who else had suffered so miserably at the hands of Heavenly Tribulation that they no longer resembled a human. He really wanted to bash his head in and die for his honor.

Time dripped by; a minute later, Old Hai Wei gritted his teeth and lifted his head. If he still didn't realize that Ye Ling was scaring him, then he really was a pig.

Moreover, he had no choice but to lift his head, because Ye Ling's Primal Sword Embryo was already positioned at his throat.

A dramatic turn of events, a major comeback! Old Hai Wei, grinding his teeth, slapped his own face, the sound echoing loudly. He was truly filled with regret.

"You despicable fellow, the heavens will punish you. Even the gods won't spare you!"

"Go ahead and kill me, but I'm telling you, if you so much as touch a hair on my head, the Divines Hall will set foot in Huaxia, and then you'll become the sinner of an entire nation!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling immediately laughed, "Are you blind or deaf? Didn't you see me just now threatening the heavens? And you still talk about punishing me?"

"As for the gods, well, I don't care. Let them come; I'll be waiting."

"The Divines Hall? Hah, if they dare come, I'll just kill them. No need for so much talk."

As he spoke, Ye Ling's wrist suddenly moved, and Old Hai Wei panicked, raising his hands quickly and speaking with fierce righteousness, his face extremely serious.

"I have one last thing to say!"

Old Hai Wei's eyes held a look of resolution, and Ye Ling nodded. Since the man was about to die, he might as well speak.

Seeing Ye Ling agree, Old Hai Wei smirked coldly and then casually said to Ye Ling, "My last words are that...

"Can we negotiate a bit more?"

Ye Ling smiled slightly, his sword fell, and a column of blood shot into the sky. Beside him, Old Hai Wei instantly became a headless corpse.