Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 593 603: Despair

On the summit of Bai Zhai Mountain, there was dead silence. Hei Jiang and the Saintess were both shocked as they stared at the scene before them, completely dumbfounded, feeling as if their brains had stopped working.

How mighty a person at the Early Stage of the Divine Infant Realm could be, no one knew. But they were aware that a powerhouse of the Divine Infant Realm is viewed as a god, not only by ordinary people but even by those at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage.

It was a terrifying level of cultivation that transcended the bounds of mortals, where a mere thought could shatter a life, a single intent could slay a person, and one palm could overturn mountains and rivers.

Yet such a formidable master of the Divine Infant Realm, the old poison master, was like an ant in Ye Ling's hands, unable to withstand even a single sword strike.

The legs of the old poison master had deeply sunk into the mountaintop; his flesh was completely torn, revealing the ghastly white of his leg bones.

With a trembling heart, the old poison master was filled with intense fear and panic. Too strong, the youth before him was too strong, all from a single sword strike!

Crack, the scepter in the old poison master's hand snapped as Ye Ling gazed coldly with anger in his eyes, the Primal Sword Embryo in his hand sweeping crazily.

Sszt, sszt, a streak of fresh blood burst from the chest of the old poison master, who felt his strength pouring out of his body, ceaselessly leaking away.

"No! You can't kill me! My master is the Poison Sovereign! You can't kill me; otherwise, you will not die a good death!"

The old poison master roared in madness, never having imagined that after breaking through to the Early Stage of the Divine Infant Realm, he would be as vulnerable as an ant, nearly losing his life to two sword strikes.

Ye Ling looked on coldly. The Poison Sovereign?

He did not know him, nor did he wish to know who he was, but Ye Ling only knew that anyone who dared to imprison his father, not even the Heavenly Emperor himself, could save the old poison master's life!

On the other hand, the Saintess was dumbstruck. The Poison Sovereign?

My God, that was one of the most legendary figures in the history of the Southern Border, immensely powerful, who had even ventured to the Central Plains a thousand years ago to challenge the might there.

But after the Poison Sovereign returned from the Central Plains, he vanished without a trace. Some said he was killed by the powerhouses of the Central Plains, others said he ultimately could not escape the Heavenly Dao and perished of old age.

Regardless, the Poison Sovereign was a historical figure from a thousand years ago. How could such a person possibly exist!

Ye Ling sneered, and with a fierce slash of the Primal Sword Embryo in his hand, the old poison master was momentarily bewildered as a fine line of blood appeared on his neck, then his head soared into the air, falling to the ground.

The Divine Infant of the old poison master, meanwhile, frantically soared towards the sky, attempting to flee and find a new body in a bid for rebirth.

But just as the Divine Infant of the old poison master had flown halfway up, it was suddenly jolted to a halt, its small face reflecting an incredibly horrified expression.

For the old poison master's Divine Infant was trapped by a terrifying devouring force, unable to move, powerless to continue its escape.

"No! No!"

The Divine Infant of the old poison master was completely terrified. If the Divine Infant was annihilated, everything would be over, and reincarnation through the Six Paths of Reincarnation for rebirth would even be impossible.

Humming, Ye Ling grabbed with a single palm, and a terrifying force devoured and absorbed the Divine Infant of the old poison master completely.

Whirr, the Divine Infant dissipated into the world, and a rich power entered Ye Ling's limbs and bones, like a spring flowing into the dried roots of a tree.

Ye Ling turned around, and Hei Jiang suddenly froze, then felt a surge of alarm. It was over; he had caught the attention of this formidable youth.

"No! It has nothing to do with me, I was just brought here by the Saintess, and I didn't participate in your battle, I didn't!"

Hei Jiang was utterly terrified. If even the Divine Infant Realm old poison master wasn't a match for three of Ye Ling's sword strikes, how could he hope to escape from Ye Ling?

"Even if you didn't act, even having the thought is unacceptable. Have you forgotten, you'd already agreed to join forces with him?"

Ye Ling let out a cold laugh, a smile so chilling it made one's hair stand on end. Hei Jiang was instantly dumbfounded.

"You go die for me. With your coffin-carrying ways, you obliterate all life. Be extinguished!"

Hei Jiang roared crazily, and with a single slap, that huge coffin careened wildly toward Ye Ling.

The thundering coffin was terrifying beyond measure, everywhere it passed dark smoke billowed, and even space itself vibrated.

The black coffin hurtled toward Ye Ling at breakneck speed, but Ye Ling simply stepped forward slowly, holding the Primal Sword Embryo, his eyes cold and expressionless.

With a clang, like the sound of iron meeting iron, the coffin slammed directly into Ye Ling's chest.

Hei Jiang was instantly overjoyed, his excitement boundless. His furious strike would surely be lethal or grievously injure even if the one before him was at the Divine Infant Realm—what did it matter?

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The one to blame must be this overly arrogant fool, Hei Jiang sneered. But the next moment, his smile froze.

For a beam of light burst forth horizontally from the center of the massive black coffin, followed by the light cutting through the coffin.

With a snap, the coffin fell, now split in two.

Hei Jiang involuntarily gasped in shock as Ye Ling gave a cold smile, "You? Still want to kill me?"

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. If you hadn't struck, I might have spared your life."

"But just now, you've sealed your own fate, oh, right, I forgot, you were already dead. But now, well, you have to die again!"

Ye Ling sneered. The opposing Hei Jiang froze, then regret overwhelmed him, and he wished he could turn back time.

"No! Spare me, I'll follow you as long as you let me live!"

"At the very least, I am a strong Transcendance Tribulation Late Stage practitioner. By your side, you'll certainly be able to put me to great use, truly!"

"Think about it, we Flying Zombies are a well-known force. I can even help you take control of the entire race!"

Hei Jiang's words made the Saintess pause, such an enticing offer — would Ye Ling refuse? At least if it were her, she knew in her heart she wouldn't be able to.

Yet, Ye Ling just laughed heartily. Seeing this, Hei Jiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; it seemed this guy couldn't refuse his offer.

Perhaps in the future, if an opportunity arose, he could just slaughter this bastard. Or find a chance to stab him in the back.

"Do you know, actually, I detest the feeling of betrayal," Ye Ling spoke, his gaze cold. "You're now betraying your own kind, what more would it take for you to betray me?"

"Do you really think I'd keep a bomb by my side?"

"And besides, your cultivation is too weak, far too weak."

Saying so, Ye Ling leaped and with a single sword strike, the light from his blade illuminated the entire world, the brightness stinging both Hei Jiang and the Saintess's eyes.

In the next instant, Hei Jiang's head tumbled to the ground, and Ye Ling's palm was pressed against Hei Jiang's chest. In just a few moments, the terrifying devouring power completely consumed the cultivation of this being.

With a thud, Hei Jiang's body turned into a mound of dust, scattering on the ground. A formidable Hei Jiang, who might have had the chance to chase after the footsteps of his desiccated ancestors, now had all his hopes turned to dust.

The Saintess watched Ye Ling's terrifying swordplay, her heart trembling with fear. She was genuinely afraid that this man, caught in his killing frenzy, would turn his blade on her next.