Supreme Martial God of the City
Chapter 1334 - 1272: Emotional Damages Compensation
Before the words had even fallen.
Boom!!!
Another punch.
On the surface, it looked no different from the punch Ye Tian used just now to insta-kill Bai Ruixin.
And Ye Tian was still casually standing there; when he punched, his emotions didn’t even ripple.
He didn’t even move his feet.
Casual to the extreme.
However.
As the punch was thrown.
It was practically faster than Instantaneous Movement.
A punch out of thin air directly appeared midair. The Fist Seal wasn’t big, lightly blood‑red tinged with pure violet. The Fist Seal was vivid and lifelike, yet utterly silent. If you looked closely, in the deepest part of the Fist Seal there seemed to be one white and one black stream of air, as fine as strands of hair, flowing within.
As soon as the Fist Seal appeared, the claw mark Bai Shun had struck out actually... actually... actually started trembling.
As if it was scared.
Then.
"Sss..."
That claw mark was directly shredded.
And Ye Tian’s punch, like withered wood collapsing, as if it hadn’t done anything at all, with no consumption whatsoever—if anything, its radiance grew brighter, its speed even faster. Without the slightest pause in Time, it directly appeared right in front of Bai Shun.
In the flash of lightning and flint, others didn’t know what it felt like, but Bai Shun—his brain pulp felt like it was being stirred!!!
In his whole life, this was the first time he had ever, ever, ever been so shocked—so horrified.
From that punch of Ye Tian’s, he smelled a Death and Silent Annihilation aura more Pure than the descent of a Death God.
Pure instinctive survival desire—his true body was released on the spot.
"Boom!!!"
Only to see the originally white‑bearded old‑man‑looking Bai Shun suddenly expand, swelling as if by ten thousand times. Silver‑white feathers covered his whole body, each and every feather gleaming with a cold light, like unsheathed sharp swords. Under the cover of billions of feathers, there was a Bai Feng that stretched Horizontally through Heaven and Earth, covering Sun and Moon.
Too massive.
When both wings spread, they exceeded 1,500 zhang.
The supreme Bai Feng Clan, the Ancient Phoenix Clan Bloodline aura pressed down harshly like a towering Divine Mountain.
The entire Roc Mountain was trembling.
Countless people were almost suppressed straight into the ground.
In the sky above, silver‑white bled red, Bai Feng shrouding the heavens.
"Screech!"
Bai Shun let out a Phoenix cry; its sound was like Divine Thunder from the heavens suddenly crashing down, vibrating for eighty thousand li in all directions.
Terrifying beyond reason.
One after another, eyes filled with ultimate, ultimate, ultimate horror and awe, twitching and trembling, stared at Bai Shun, yet still couldn’t see his full form—because he was just too enormous.
However.
Before everyone could even react.
"Bang!!!"
A dull sound instantly tore open the Sky Dome.
Dazzling bright red spilled from the chest of that colossal Bai Feng true body of Bai Shun.
Even more blinding was the bloody hole in Bai Shun’s true body’s chest, incomparably, incomparably, incomparably deep—it was as if it had directly pierced through Bai Shun’s true body.
It was pierced by that punch of Ye Tian’s.
Ye Tian’s fist didn’t care whether you were in human form or true body—it was all the same.
All paper mache.
What blinded everyone even more was that Bai Shun’s true body was now uncontrollably flying backward.
The scene looked like an endless Divine Mountain being moved...
The scene was simply shocking—simply exploding people’s eyeballs. And this was only the beginning, not the result.
Under the gaze of pairs and pairs of bulging eyes, it could be clearly seen that with every thousand meters Bai Shun’s true body retreated, a crack, a tear would open from the pierced wound on his chest...
By the time Bai Shun’s true body had retreated several tens of kilometers, it still hadn’t stopped, but his true body had already been hacked to pieces, turned into chunks.
After a few more breaths.
Bai Shun’s true body had already been shaken into a blood rain. Above the Sky Dome, scarlet blood drifted and spread downward, the stench of blood overwhelming.
And Bai Shun’s Divine Soul, naturally, had also been shattered into nothingness.
Dead—so dead he couldn’t be any deader.
"Truly weak."
Ye Tian muttered a sentence. Honestly, that punch he just threw was restrained; he’d basically only used Pure Power and Space Law—oh, and a tiny sliver of Death Law, that’s all. He hadn’t gone all out. If he went all out, using Power Condensation and even cramming Sword Intent in there, the ultimate power of his punch would be at least ten times that of this last one. Ye Tian was disdaining how weak Bai Shun was.
But the others present...
Words couldn’t describe it.
Quite a few people had literally been scared to death!!!
Even more people had turned into statues, like blocks of stone.
Ning Chaotian kept feeling like he was having a cerebral hemorrhage... scared so badly his soul flew away.
Defying the heavens should at least have a limit.
But his good disciple seemed... seemed to have no limit at all, completely not leaving anyone a path to live.
He suddenly felt that all the so‑called geniuses and Evil monsters, the so‑called super old freaks, the so‑called this or that physique in the entire Small Thousand World—before Ye—weren’t even scum, just garbage!
Even more so, Ning Chaotian felt he’d lived his whole life like a dog.
As this Master, he probably couldn’t even take a single look from his own disciple; if Ye was willing, a single look could insta‑kill him, right?
"Pervert, super mega pervert."
Xiao Qing was speechless. She suddenly felt that her so‑called Empress Bloodline, Empress’ memory and whatever, weren’t attractive anymore.
Too crushing.
"So, uh, originally, I didn’t have any grudge with you Bai Feng Clan. It was that woman I just insta‑killed who, for no reason, barged in and disturbed my one‑on‑one duel with someone else—very annoying—so she died. Then this old man at Third Transition of Supreme Martial Realm wanted to kill me to avenge her and got counter‑killed by me. This is how it should be. In essence, I’m a good Human. People don’t mess with me, I don’t mess with people. I also don’t want to keep tangling with you Bai Feng Clan in some Never give up life‑and‑death feud or keep fighting or whatever—too tiring. But if I just let you go like this, I feel I’m kind of taking a loss. How about this: you compensate me a bit for mental damage, and then you can leave. What do you say? Willing, or unwilling?"
In the silence—in the deathly, deathly silence—Ye Tian looked toward Bai Zhenfeng and the other Bai Feng Clan members and spoke. He was originally here to take revenge on the Ancient Golden Peng Clan.
And somehow he got tangled up with the Bai Feng Clan.
Really troublesome.
If Ye Tian hadn’t spoken it would’ve been fine; the moment he did, Bai Zhenfeng and the others who’d been petrified, as well as those elders of the Ancient Golden Peng Clan—all of their mouths started twitching like crazy!!!
Their brains were about to burst.
They felt like they were hearing things.
There’s bullying, but not bullying like this.
Speaking of the Bai Feng Clan, it all started with Bai Ruixin running her mouth—was that such a huge sin???
And she got insta‑killed.
Then Bai Shun, who tried to avenge her, got insta‑killed too.
The Bai Feng Clan’s losses were enormous.
Their face had been slapped so swollen.
Clearly it was the Bai Feng Clan who had suffered massive mental damage! How come this Human brat was saying... saying he suffered mental damage and wanted compensation????
This wasn’t just bullying; this was flat‑out insane, inhuman.
Bai Zhenfeng’s entire face was twitching as he stared dead at Ye Tian. In his aged eyes was bone‑deep Murderous Intent: "Human brat, you killed Bai Ruixin and Bai Shun. The Bai Feng Clan and you will Never give up..."
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