Nine Heavens Martial Emperor

The only reason Immortal Fairy Huangfu had shown them any goodwill after he and Leng Chenfeng took action was that she recognized their potential.

But in her heart, she had likely never even considered them opponents.

They weren’t worthy!

Even if both of them attacked at once, they probably couldn’t faze her in the slightest.

That was precisely why she didn’t get angry.

It was like an adult who wouldn’t strike a child over a childish provocation.

’If a young lady from an ancient noble family is already this terrifying, then what level of cultivation have Di Xieqing and Shui Youyou reached?’

Lin Hao asked himself, the pressure mounting.

’They had a better start than me and have been cultivating for who knows how much longer. Just give me time, and I will definitely surpass them!’ But Lin Hao wasn’t discouraged. On the contrary, his fighting spirit soared.

"More tea!"

At this thought, Lin Hao excitedly called for another cup of tea.

In the palace, many people shook their heads.

In their eyes, Lin Hao was no different from a fool.

The service here was impeccable. The moment Lin Hao spoke, a servant appeared at the palace entrance carrying a cup of steaming hot tea.

Even the lowest-ranking servants here were in the Elemental Realm. Such was the foundation of the Nine Yang Void Realm!

However, the servant froze mid-stride. The tea flew from the cup in a perfect arc, surging backward to pour entirely into one person’s mouth.

"I thought the lower realm would have nothing to offer, but I never expected to find such fine tea."

The newcomer was a young man of about seventeen or eighteen, dressed in a black brocade shirt with a sash made from the finest celestial silkworm silk. He had a full head of dark hair and an indifferent gaze. Merely standing there, he exuded an irresistible, oppressive aura.

Many people in the palace turned red in the face, their legs trembling violently.

The servant collapsed bonelessly to the floor.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on the young man’s previously indifferent face.

Behind the young man stood two other Martial Artists. They were tall and, in addition to their human features, their exposed muscles were covered in scales.

Clearly, these two Martial Artists belonged to an Alien Race. They, too, were from the upper realm.

With utter disdain for those around him, the young man stepped directly on the servant’s body.

SPLAT!

The servant’s body erupted into a mist of blood, yet the young man remained untouched by a single drop.

Finally, he came to a stop before Lin Hao.

"I hear you’re quite arrogant, daring to disrespect Immortal Fairy Huangfu." The young man looked down at him, his expression one of condescending contempt.

Lin Hao toyed with the folding fan that had belonged to Lin Yuchen, turning a deaf ear.

"Young Master Baili is speaking to you!" one of the Alien Race Martial Artists behind the young man boomed, his voice like a clap of thunder.

THWUMP!

Several people in the hall spat up blood.

The entire hall shook violently.

Lin Hao finally looked up at the young man with the surname Baili, his expression cold and his voice even colder. "Not everyone enjoys being a lackey like you do."

"So you do have a backbone. I, Baili Dengfeng, would like to see if your bones are as strong as your spirit." The young man’s killing intent surged.

As he spoke, one of the Alien Race Martial Artists behind him raised a palm as large as a cattail fan and swung it at Lin Hao.

His palm was terrifying. The front looked like a human hand, but the back was covered in Scale Armor.

As he struck, the Scale Armor on the back of his hand flared open, causing ripples in the air.

The force of the slap seemed to suck all the air out of the hall.

Though the Alien Race Martial Artist was large, his movements were not the least bit slow—he moved with the speed of a thunderbolt.

He was fast, but Lin Hao was faster.

Just like his opponent, Lin Hao also raised his hand for a slap.

Lin Hao’s hand moved like a bolt of lightning.

SLAP!

The Alien Race Martial Artist was sent flying, and several chairs in his path were pulverized into dust.

BOOM!

When his body finally slammed into the palace wall, his head exploded.

Baili Dengfeng’s eyes narrowed drastically.

The Alien Race Martial Artist was at the peak of the Fourth Layer of Spirit Transformation Realm, yet this young man had killed him with a single slap.

A chill ran down his spine.

But he recovered in an instant.

He had reached the Sixth Layer of Spirit Transformation Realm upon his descent to the lower realm. With such power, he could do as he pleased here.

"Seize him!" Baili Dengfeng ordered, stepping back and addressing the other Alien Race Martial Artist.

The Martial Artist let out a sharp cry and lunged for Lin Hao.

His hand was like the claw of a savage beast; the sheer force of his grasp pierced through the nearby wall.

Simultaneously, pieces of Scale Armor detached from his body, becoming sharp projectiles that tore through the air, enveloping Lin Hao’s lower half.

Having witnessed Lin Hao’s earlier display, he didn’t dare to be careless.

Lin Hao threw a punch.

At that exact moment, Baili Dengfeng made his move, launching a surprise attack.

Although he was at the Sixth Layer of Spirit Transformation Realm, he chose this moment to strike, ensuring his success.

Lin Hao’s eyes grew cold, and deep within his pupils, six small worlds seemed to spin.

BOOM!

The Alien Race Martial Artist’s body instantly exploded. Lin Hao’s fist then collided with Baili Dengfeng’s attack.

A massive shockwave erupted, and the palace exploded.

THWUMP!

Lin Hao spat blood as he was sent flying backward, vanishing in the next instant.

Even so, he didn’t forget to take Lin Yuchen with him.

Baili Dengfeng took a step back, standing in the void. He did not give chase.

Just a moment ago, he had sensed a terrifying aura from Lin Hao, one that sent a shudder through his very soul.

It was this aura that had terrified him. Thus, even knowing Lin Hao was injured, he did not dare give chase.

"I can’t let you live!" Staring in the direction Lin Hao had vanished, Baili Dengfeng’s eyes flashed with murderous intent before he turned and left.

「Somewhere in the Nine Yang Void Realm」

"You’re incredible! Who are you?!" Lin Yuchen stared at Lin Hao, his face a mask of shock.

Just as Baili Dengfeng had attacked, the powerful aura washing over them had been what woke Lin Yuchen.

He had wanted to flee, but his body wouldn’t obey. The aura felt like it was tearing him apart, his very skin feeling as though it would crack.

If not for the vast reserves of medicinal power accumulated in his body—the essence of unabsorbed pills circulating at that critical moment—he would have likely been blown to pieces.

And Lin Hao’s reaction had left him stunned.

After clashing with that man, despite coughing up blood, he had actually managed to escape.

And that wasn’t all. Lin Yuchen had watched with his own eyes as the young man’s complexion went from deathly pale to a healthy flush in just a few breaths.

Not only was his cultivation immense, but his recovery ability was also terrifying!

A young man like this could not possibly be a nobody.

That was why Lin Yuchen couldn’t help but ask.

Lin Hao glanced at him and, without any attempt to hide it, revealed his true identity.

"What?! You... you’re Lin Hao? The Lin Hao who swept through the Martial Artists of the Divine Demon Destruction Domain in the Divinity Realm, annihilated the Overlord Body, fought the Divine Race, and even refused the great fortune offered by the World Lord of the Divinity Realm!"

Hearing Lin Hao reveal his identity, Lin Yuchen’s eyes nearly bulged from their sockets.

Lin Hao rubbed his nose, feeling a bit awkward hearing all the praise.

"Holy f— You really are him!" Lin Yuchen was so excited he became incoherent, not even knowing what he was saying.

Lin Hao. This was a name that drove countless Martial Artists in the lower realm to a frenzy.