Eternal Life as False Emperor

Despite being severely injured, Zheng Yi hid that Flying Sword very well.

The body of the Flying Sword was covered by his palm, with only the tip peeking through the gaps between his fingers, aimed in his direction.

But Xuu Wan, being a high-level cultivator in the Divinity Transformation Stage, had the sharp eyes to notice it.

Additionally, Xuu Wan realized that this Flying Sword was the same magical artifact Zheng Yi used to eliminate the Crocodile Nether Spirit Race.

During the sneak attack just now, to unleash the full power of the magical artifact, Zheng Yi did not try to conceal it.

But now, to make the opponent lower their guard, he deliberately chose a covert way to attack.

Damn it.

Before this, he didn’t sense any killing intent or detect any energy gathering.

Xuu Wan’s charging movement suddenly halted as if he had struck an invisible wall.

Fortunately, he noticed in time, observing his opponent’s every move even in the heat of the battle.

And while holding the upper hand, he did not underestimate his enemy in the slightest.

Otherwise, he would have fallen for the trap set by this despicable human cultivator.

"Human, I must admit, though your cultivation is not high, you are indeed a troublesome adversary."

"It’s just unfortunate that for us cultivators, only cultivation is fundamental, and your little tricks are merely clever tactics."

"Since I have already discovered your plot, resolving you is as easy as pie."

Xuu Wan attacked in the direction of Zheng Yi’s other hand.

With Zheng Yi’s current state of fractured meridians and bones throughout his body, attempting to change direction was nearly impossible.

Seeing that in the next moment, Zheng Yi would perish in Xuu Wan’s hands, Zheng Yi bizarrely smiled.

"Do you know? For a person, it’s not a problem if he’s smart, nor if he’s foolish."

"The most feared thing is having a little cleverness, yet being oblivious to it. Such individuals are the easiest to suffer losses and fall for traps."

Continuously tricked by Zheng Yi for a while, Xuu Wan disdainfully sneered: "Facing death, you still pretend to be profound. Let’s see how long you can keep that tough act... what?"

A Flying Shuttle Magical Artifact, like a meteor, streaked over, and Xuu Wan instinctively raised his hand to block.

The next moment, he was knocked back by the Flying Shuttle over ten yards before barely coming to a stop.

After realizing what happened, Xuu Wan’s face drastically changed: "Lin Junrong?"

Seeing this woman instantly, Xuu Wan finally understood everything.

While his attention was entirely glued to Zheng Yi, Lin Junrong had already slaughtered all the Golden Core Stage cultivators of the Nether Spirit Race.

Zheng Yi, at first, intentionally exposed his Golden Core Stage cultivation to lull him into a false sense of security.

Then unexpectedly unleashed an attack comparable to a Divinity Transformation Stage master.

By then, all his concentration was firmly captured by Zheng Yi, leaving no room to pay attention to the surroundings.

Afterward, the only thought in his mind was to kill Zheng Yi to gain prominence in the Nether King Hall.

Until now, with Lin Junrong reappearing, he remembered there was such a person.

Looking around, except for Lin Junrong, there was no one else in sight.

Xuu Wan felt chilled to the bone.

Terrifying.

Utterly terrifying.

A mere Golden Core Stage cultivator was able to toy with them, these Divinity Transformation Stage cultivators, at will.

No wonder both His Excellency the Nether King and the Azure Moon Flame Emperor, Enlightenment Stage masters, were extremely wary of such a minor cultivator like Zheng Yi.

This guy, despite being only at the Golden Core Stage, already possessed such terrifying capabilities.

If one day, this guy reaches the Divinity Transformation Stage or even the Enlightenment Stage.

In that case, who in the Nether Spirit Race would be capable of opposing this guy?

Shocked, Xuu Wan burst into a mad laugh: "Zheng Yi, I must admit, I indeed got played by you."

"However, you seem to have overlooked a problem as well."

"Although you’ve managed to get rid of those worthless ones, you have turned into a cripple now."

"This Elder Lin Junrong from Star Sea is not my match."

Lin Junrong’s expression was grave, clearly indicating Xuu Wan was right, and Lin Junrong might not be able to overcome him.

Zheng Yi, however, raised his head and snapped his fingers,

Snap!

"Who says I’m disabled?"

Xuu Wan’s eyes were practically bulging out.

Just now, Zheng Yi had squarely taken his blow.

Though the spiritual qi of the Divinity Transformation Stage had dissipated most of its power,

The whole realm of difference was already astonishing enough for Zheng Yi to survive, astonishing Xuu Wan greatly.

His whole body with disrupted bones and meridians was the best outcome.

But how long had passed since?

And this guy can already move?

Even if Zheng Yi only moved an arm, Xuu Wan, a mid-stage Divinity Transformation cultivator, instinctively took a half step back.

For Zheng Yi, even if his cultivation isn’t high, just standing there, Xuu Wan felt as though a sharp sword hung above his head, ready to take his life at any moment.

Power reigns supreme.

This principle, revered by all as a standard, seemed not to apply to the man before him.

Lin Junrong took out an elixir, pushing it into Zheng Yi’s mouth: "I’ll handle this guy, you need to rest now."

Zheng Yi leisurely chewed the elixir: "Don’t worry; even if I directly tell that guy that my bones and meridians are broken and haven’t recovered at all, he wouldn’t believe it."

Saying this, Zheng Yi winked at Xuu Wan: "I’m telling the truth, now is your best opportunity to strike."