Young Master in Flower City

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan's expression became even more grim.

At this moment, someone in the void spoke: "I've been isolated from worldly affairs for too long. It's been ages since I've stretched my muscles. This time, I must not return empty-handed!"

With that, his gaze fell upon the other three Martial Venerables of the Great Ming Immortal Sect. After a sinister smile, the entire world transformed into a domain world, covered in a golden aura, and immediately, golden Battle Spears appeared in the void, ready to slaughter all.

These golden Battle Spears were all condensed from his golden aura, extremely terrifying.

At the same time, others also unleashed their formidable Martial Venerable might. In an instant, they blocked all retreat routes for the Great Ming Immortal Sect. Imagine the terrifying pressure when twenty Martial Venerables release their aura simultaneously.

At this moment, everyone in the Great Ming Immortal Sect showed a look of despair. They even felt that each of these Martial Venerables in the void was beyond their ability to contend with.

"We are from the Ming Capital, of the Great Ming Immortal Sect. Have you considered the consequences of your actions and whether you can withstand the wrath of the Ming Emperor?" Yang Fan shouted, a hint of threat in his eyes.

The entire Great Ming Immortal Sect has only nine Martial Venerables, four of whom are here. If they all die, the Ming Emperor would naturally be furious, as Martial Venerables are the pillars of the Immortal Kingdom.

"I said, who is the Ming Emperor? I don't know him!" Gu Fengliu snorted: "When my master tells me to kill someone, that person must die!"

"Do it!"

"No!" Yang Fan shouted, but in the next second, he found himself locked by endless auras. He continued, "Even if it's a battle, it should be a one-on-one duel. If you're a hero, then step forward, and I'll challenge you!"

"..." Upon hearing this, many gazes fell on Yang Fan, expressing speechlessness. Was Yang Fan being too naive? Wanting a one-on-one duel here, why didn't he suggest a one-on-one when dealing with Duandao earlier?

"It's kind of ridiculous!" Duandao snorted: "Just you, Yang Fan, are fit to challenge?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan's expression darkened, as if Duandao's words were true. How could such a despicable person be worthy of a one-on-one challenge?

"Fine, I'll give you this chance!" However, at that moment, a middle-aged man strolled out of the void, gazing with disdain, and quickly descended to the ground under everyone's eyes.

Yang Fan looked at his opponent and said, "If I win, will you spare me?"

"Sure!" The middle-aged man laughed indifferently, causing Yang Fan's desire to survive to intensify. This was his only chance to survive; he naturally wouldn't let it pass.

Dong~

Yang Fan took a step, and behind him, a magma giant arose as the Great Sun Qiankun Technique erupted.

Suddenly, the magma giant, engulfed in flames, reached towards the middle-aged man, turning the entire battlefield into a sea of magma, terrifying indeed.

However, the middle-aged man stood still, seemingly with no intention of fighting back, perhaps out of disdain.

Sure enough, as the flaming arm crushed down, the middle-aged man slowly raised his right hand. It looked extremely ordinary, but with one grab in the void, boom boom~ the magma arm suddenly cracked.

The middle-aged man snorted: "Is that all you've got?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan's expression was grim, but he continued to stomp fiercely, the magma giant crushing through the void, painting it crimson, as if the entire space had transformed into a magma sea.

The surrounding powerful Martial Venerables placed defensive Armor Shields.

Hum~

Ferocious winds swept the world, and instantly, a demon ape appeared behind the middle-aged man, its massive body seemingly reaching the sky. Then, under everyone's gaze, the demon ape stepped forward.

Rumble~

A deafening roar sounded, and then the magma giant was trampled by the demon ape's foot, vanishing without a trace. Yet, with a roar, a sound wave surged, imbued with immense penetrating power.

Instantly, Yang Fan felt as if his mind was about to explode, clearly unable to withstand the sonic attack.

Pfft~

Yang Fan spat a mouthful of blood, his body flying backwards, his eyes filled with horror.

"How does my Ape Roar feel?" The middle-aged man smiled nonchalantly, but the disdain in his eyes was evident, as if saying, "Are you worthy of a one-on-one duel?"

"I refuse to believe you're this strong!" Yang Fan shouted, unwilling to die here.

Then, standing up with a heave, he roared, and once again, an endless Magma Domain erupted, waves of magma converging into a scorching red sun.

It even gave the impression that the red sun could burn the heavens. Clearly, the Great Sun Qiankun Technique was extraordinary.

"Kill!" With a single word, the red sun howled, everything it touched was annihilated, just like a real red sun. And yet, facing the oncoming attack, the middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged.

"Go!" The middle-aged man whispered, and a golden spear broke through the air, reaching in an instant with a whirring sound.

Bang bang~

In the next second, under everyone's eyes, the red sun shattered completely. However, the golden spear continued to tear through the void, piercing everything. There was no escape.

Psst~

A soft sound was heard, blood splattered, and the spear pinned Yang Fan to a stone pillar in the Imperial Palace. Struggling, eyes full of despair, he was crushed by the opponent, despite both being Martial Venerables.

"Now do you realize just how insignificant you are?" The middle-aged man sneered, stepping towards Yang Fan, then grabbing the Battle Spear with his right hand, psst~ as he pulled it out. Yang Fan's body fell to the ground, pitiful, with blood gushing from his left shoulder, no longer able to fight.

"He's yours!" The middle-aged man turned his gaze to the Cangye Emperor, who immediately showed immense killing intent: "Thank you!"

Because of Yang Fan's despicableness, his entire Cangye Kingdom almost suffered, and he almost implicated the Haotian Sect's people as well. How could he easily forgive Yang Fan?

He snorted coldly: "Yang Fan, didn't expect to be caught in your own trap, did you? Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily!"

"No..." Yang Fan shook his head: "You can't kill me. I am a Venerable of the Great Ming Immortal Sect. If I die, you can't withstand the wrath of the Great Ming Immortal Sect!"

"Really?" The Cangye Emperor snorted coldly, raising his hand and slashing a blade light, psst~ a soft sound heard, and Yang Fan's other arm flew into the air, losing both arms, rendering him useless.

Seeing this, the Southern King trembled with fear, the terror in his eyes beyond words. If Yang Fan ended up like this, would the Cangye Emperor spare him?

Hum~

At this moment, dark clouds quickly gathered across the void of ten thousand miles. A terrifying imperial might pervaded the void, pressing down on everyone, their breaths suppressed, fear gripping their hearts. Was an Emperor about to descend?

Swish swish~

Soon, all eyes looked towards the ten-thousand-mile void. Moments later, a massive face appeared among the clouds, its deep gaze like an abyss, making hearts tremble.

Moreover, his pupils looked down from the clouds, as if viewing all living beings as mere ants.

"Ming Emperor, it's the Ming Emperor's projection!" someone exclaimed: "Even the Ming Emperor has noticed things here? So he projected over here. It seems these people of the Great Ming Immortal Sect shouldn't perish!"