Immortal Martial Emperor

Over fifteen hundred experts had all come for Hong Yu.

Or rather...

They had all gathered here to kill Hong Yu.

Blood Wen, the Palace Master of the Blood Demon Palace, and Grand General Meng Chenggong were both immensely powerful figures in the Ice Kingdom. They also possessed incredible influence.

This was especially true of Meng Chenggong.

He was the current Grand General of the Ice Kingdom's army, holding military authority in his hands. He had personally promoted nearly half of the Ice Kingdom's high-level generals.

Because of this, Meng Chenggong was a man even the current King had to be wary of.

Even though Hong Yu had limitless potential and was a Fifth-Grade Spiritual Craftsman in both the Artifact Dao and the Alchemy Dao, he could hardly compare to someone of Meng Chenggong's stature.

This was precisely why so many experts had gathered after learning that Meng Chenggong was also targeting Hong Yu.

Naturally, many factions were also subordinate to the Blood Demon Palace.

With even Blood Wen making a personal appearance, how could they miss this opportunity to show their loyalty?

Surrounded by so many experts, Hong Yu took a deep breath, his eyes dark and his heart heavy with frustration. 'Damn it all, I've really fallen into the wolf's den this time. Blood Demon Palace, Meng Chenggong, Tang Zhan, Cheng Zhen... Fine, just fine. If I can survive this, I'll hunt you all down, one by one, and return the favor.'

As if sensing the unyielding battle intent in Hong Yu's gaze, Meng Chenggong's eyebrows twitched, like two dormant Flood Dragons stirring.

"Not bad. Truly not bad at all. To face a siege of so many experts and still maintain such composure, without the slightest thought of giving up. No wonder my three personal guards died at your hands!"

"If you had killed anyone else, I might have been willing to spare you, considering your temperament. However..."

Meng Chenggong took a deep breath, a cold glint appearing in his eyes. "They were my comrades who went through life and death with me. They shielded me from three fatal attacks in the past; they were my saviors. Today, even if His Majesty the King himself were here, he couldn't make me spare you!"

"General Meng, shall we make a move?" A dozen or so generals stepped forward.

Meng Chenggong shook his head. "No need. Hong Yu has a decent relationship with the Royal Family. If you get involved, you'll inevitably be held accountable by them later."

Meng Chenggong said this nonchalantly.

But the experts behind him were all moved.

Why had Meng Chenggong become the Grand General of the Ice Kingdom's army?

Besides his immense power and leadership skills, the most important reason was his fiercely protective nature.

If ordinary generals got involved in dealing with Hong Yu, they would surely be implicated when the Royal Family investigated later.

Only Meng Chenggong was completely unafraid.

So what if his merits outshone his master's? So what if he was arrogant?

He was a pillar of support for the Royal Family, a Sky Pillar-like existence. Why would they punish one of their own for an outsider?

Under Meng Chenggong's piercing gaze, Hong Yu's heart pounded. He knew with certainty that the opponent he was about to face was anything but simple.

"Hong Yu, I won't bully you for being young. I will only make ten moves against you. If I fail to kill you within those ten moves, I will no longer trouble you!" Meng Chenggong declared proudly.

Hong Yu took a deep breath.

His heart was tense, yet strangely calm. He took another deep breath and said, "General Meng, I, Hong Yu, accept this ten-move agreement. However, I have a favor to ask of you, General Meng!"

"Speak!"

Meng Chenggong said.

Hong Yu glanced at the unconscious Xu Wudi, held in Xingtian's arms, and said calmly, "Later, whether I win or lose, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect her anymore. Everything that has happened is because of my own actions. Xu Wudi was innocently dragged into this. I hope General Meng can protect her on my behalf!"

"Hm?"

Meng Chenggong was taken aback and looked toward Xu Wudi.

Seeing Xu Wudi's wretched state, his brow furrowed slightly in displeasure.

It wasn't displeasure at Hong Yu's request.

On the contrary, he respected Hong Yu even more and was displeased with the Blood Demon Palace for being so vicious toward a young woman.

He nodded. "Alright. Hand Xu Wudi over to me. I will ensure her safety."

"Xingtian, give Wudi to General Meng!" Hong Yu ordered.

Xingtian gave a simple nod and walked over. One of Meng Chenggong's generals took Xu Wudi.

Xingtian returned to Hong Yu's side and stood there silently.

Hong Yu smiled. "Xingtian, I'm afraid you and I are in for a tough fight!"

Xingtian's simple face was expressionless, but a grim light flickered in his eyes. "Dare to harm Big Brother, kill!"

"Haha, good! We brothers will fight together!"

Hong Yu swept his gaze over the silent experts from the Blood Demon Palace, then let it rest on Meng Chenggong. "General Meng, if you please!"

"Mm!"

Meng Chenggong nodded and asked, "Both of you, together?"

Hong Yu shook his head and smiled. "No, I alone am enough!"

"Heh, then let's begin!"

The moment Meng Chenggong's voice fell, he struck.

「Elsewhere...」

Liang Hunran's eyes widened in horror. "Is that one of Meng Chenggong's three great killing moves—the Nine Godslaying Kills?"

Tang Zhan's face was pale, and he looked on the verge of fainting, but his expression was still one of excitement. "The Nine Godslaying Kills consists of nine attacks, each one building on the last, several times more powerful than the one before it. This time, Hong Yu is dead for sure!"

"Don't worry, Meng Chenggong will definitely be able to kill Hong Yu!" Cheng Zhen reassured him.

Tang Zhan nodded, a hint of regret in his voice. "It's just a pity I couldn't slaughter that little bastard with my own hands."

"Once Meng Chenggong kills him, we'll take the corpse and make sure not even a whole body is left!" Cheng Zhen said.

A vicious light gleamed in Tang Zhan's eyes.

「At the same time...」

The first kill of Meng Chenggong's Nine Godslaying Kills had already arrived.

It was a blood-red phantom fist.

It was suffused with streams of tyrannical Primordial Gang's Power, with the Godslayer Mysteries condensed within. This was a Martial Skill truly comprehended through life-and-death battles, not something one could learn from a Secret Manual.

The surging killing intent within it was enough to shatter the Heart Spirit of a mentally weaker expert.

Faced with such Fist Intent, Hong Yu's mind tensed. He took a deep breath, and the Divine Demon Wings on his back suddenly vibrated.

His figure moved like lightning, avoiding the brunt of the attack with a SWISH.

Then, Hong Yu condensed a crimson Palm Light in one hand, his index finger suddenly shooting forward as he unleashed Four Fingers Shattering the Sky!

The condensed power of the Sky-Piercing Finger blasted forward, piercing through the phantom fist.

The phantom fist collapsed, and Hong Yu stood suspended in mid-air.

'No wonder he could kill Blood Cyan Robe and defeat Liang Hunran. The kid's strength is quite formidable!' many of the experts thought, nodding to themselves.

Meng Chenggong was not surprised. If Hong Yu couldn't even evade the first strike, there was no way he could have killed his three personal guards.

"Good. The first move is over. Nine to go. If you can withstand them, I will no longer move against you!" Meng Chenggong's voice was deep and resonant, booming like a great bell. "Nine Godslaying Kills—Second Kill!"

This attack was like a roar of Thunder.

Streams of clanging Primordial Gang shot out, as if forged from Refined Iron, incomparably tyrannical.

Facing Meng Chenggong's attack, Hong Yu also pointed a finger. This time, however, it wasn't the Sky-Piercing Finger, but the fifth strike of the Thunderfire Heaven-Breaking Finger: Five Fingers Move Heaven and Earth!

The sky trembled as a strange, world-moving finger of golden light materialized out of thin air.

The fifty-meter-long finger was peerlessly sharp, like a Long Spear in the hand of a Deities, and it whistled through the air.

CRACK!

This finger strike proceeded to shatter the second kill of the Nine Godslaying Kills!

"Good kid! In that case, face my continuous assault!"

Meng Chenggong's movements were grand and powerful as he unleashed two attacks in quick succession this time.

The Nine Godslaying Kills were so powerful they struck terror into the hearts of countless experts from neighboring kingdoms. Its combined attacks, in particular, possessed the power to make Ghost Gods weep and slaughter the heavens.

The third and fourth kills merged together.

They manifested as a sharp Exotic Beast. This beast was covered in armor, had ferocious Tusks, and strongly resembled a Chariot charging across a battlefield.

"Godslaying Spear!"

With a flick of his palm, Hong Yu summoned the Godslaying Spear.

A brilliant golden light flared as a hundred-meter-long Spear Aura swept out. Runes swirled across its surface, and the Spirit Array Runes erupted with immense power.

BANG!

The strike landed solidly on the Exotic Beast's head.

BOOM!

The Exotic Beast slammed heavily into the ground, dazed. Its head was covered in a web of fine cracks.

Hong Yu swung the Godslaying Spear again, raining down more than a dozen consecutive strikes.

BAM!

The Exotic Beast exploded.

Meng Chenggong's expression tightened, a hint of solemnity in his eyes. "Good kid. To have such a high cultivation at your age... Good, very good!"

At this moment, Meng Chenggong had already forgotten his original intention.

He had forgotten that he was here to kill Hong Yu and avenge his personal guards. Instead, this had become a pure clash of power.

It could be considered a mutual admiration between rivals.

Freed from the constraints of revenge, Meng Chenggong's assault grew even more ferocious. His attacks came one after another like a raging tempest—sometimes a sharp Palm Wind, sometimes a thunderous phantom fist, sometimes a blast of Finger Light, or an imposing, dragon-like roar!

Under such a frenzied assault, Hong Yu showed no weakness.

The Divine Demon Wings on his back vibrated as he relied on his swift and agile Body Technique to maneuver around Meng Chenggong, fighting him to a standstill.

"Hahaha, again!"

Warmed up, Meng Chenggong began to brew the ninth attack of his Nine Godslaying Kills.

This attack was different from the previous ones.

It was the ultimate sublimation!

It was a combination of the first eight kills. As it brewed, Mystical Power gathered behind him, condensing into a massive Godslayer Mystical Illusion.

This was the Mystical Illusion that Primordial Embryo Realm experts could condense after comprehending a Mystical Technique.

It possessed extreme power.

If one reached the Primordial Spirit Realm, they could take it a step further, solidifying the illusion into a Mystical Dharma Aspect!

Once a Mystical Dharma Aspect appeared, it was unstoppable!

RUMBLE!

The Godslayer Mystical Illusion suddenly raised the Long Saber in its hand.

This was a Godslaying Great Saber that had once beheaded countless experts, all of whom had been powerful lords who ruled over their own domains.

Facing such an attack, Hong Yu felt immense pressure.

The pressure from the Saber Intent alone made Hong Yu's Heart Spirit tremble.

His bones creaked and groaned under the immense pressure, and his movements became severely restricted.

'This time, I really have to go all out!'

Hong Yu took a deep breath.

A light like crackling Thunder flickered in his eyes.

The aura fluctuating around him grew stronger and stronger. Surging Primordial Gang swirled over the surface of his body like boiling water, rising and falling, its movement sending a tremor of fear through one's heart.

CRACKLE!

Streams of cyan light gradually enveloped his arm.

The First Technique of the Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique, the True Dragon Arm!

Cyan light flowed as wings sprouted from his back. With eyes like thunder and lightning, he threw a punch.

A Godslayer in the air, peerless in this world!

This strike captured everyone's focus and attention.

After this clash, victory and defeat would be decided.

For Hong Yu, this was a moment that would decide life or death.

If he succeeded, his fame would soar, and the grudge between him and Meng Chenggong would be resolved.

If he failed, his body would perish, and his path would end.

Would it be life?

Or...

Death?