CHAPTER 559: CHAPTER 559: SIEGE TO DEATH

Those two were also taken down by the brothers, while the other three were besieged and killed.

It was clear that his brothers and their disciples, the disciples of the King of Kings, had no intention of addressing any grievances. They simply wanted to mock these passersby and slaughter them!

The four emissaries in the stands remained indifferent, showing no concern or intention of intervention.

However, upon closer inspection, you’d notice one among them behaving differently. Su Youu’s left eye occasionally swept towards the edge of the arena below and to the left, where Yang Tian and the Elder Sword Spirit stood!

"Is this all the strength he has after his reincarnation and rebirth?"

Gazing at Yang Tian, Su Youu couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

Why would he and the three emissaries come to spectate this chaotic skirmish? Why would they change the rules to pit ten against one? Only Su Youu knew the reason—he wanted to see Yang Tian’s power!

But now, two-thirds of the incense stick’s time had burned away. While Yang Tian had maneuvered in ways that made many assassins on the battlefield reluctant to waste time fighting him, it was clear he couldn’t escape the Divine Separation Stage!

To Su Youu, this was completely different from what he had imagined!

But at that moment, Su E suddenly felt a jolt in his heart!

Because when he looked at Yang Tian, Yang Tian’s gaze landed on him. At the same time, a strange feeling of oppression nearly knocked him off his chair.

"Su Youu, what’s wrong?"

Seeing something amiss with Su Youu, the Right King immediately questioned him, furrowing his brows.

"N-No... nothing!"

Su Youu quickly waved his hand, glanced back at Yang Tian, and found that Yang Tian wasn’t actually looking at him. It was as if it had been a fleeting illusion!

"What... what is this? What strength does he have now? Was that feeling real or just my imagination?"

Su Youu took a deep breath, and for a moment, even he wasn’t sure.

"Is he truly assured of his divinity? Is he the King of Kings? Or the Night King? Or perhaps both of them?"

As Su Youu stared into Yang Tian’s eyes, his thoughts remained conflicted.

The same thought lingered in Yang Tian’s mind.

With Su Youu’s half-step tribulation powers, how could Yang Tian fail to notice his scrutiny?

Thus, what he had seen earlier was Yang Tian’s intention to intimidate him!

From Yang Tian’s perspective, with Su Youu’s strength, even if he had his suspicions, there was nothing he could do!

So, it must be the King of Kings, or perhaps both the King of Kings and the Night King behind all this!

"Well, well, little one! We meet again!"

At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang out before Yang Tian and the Elder Sword Spirit.

The Elderberry Sword Spirit raised its head to look and immediately drew its weapon.

Will you die this time?

When they heard the voice of the lands’ slaughter, whether it was a sneering Buddha or the black-hearted sorcerer Xiao Ye’er, they all seemed slightly startled.

But upon seeing who had spoken, a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared. "Hah! I think not. Don’t forget, before the match began, the child crushed Ge Sang to death with just one palm strike."

Hearing this, Bao Ke and Xiao Yi’er instantly furrowed their brows.

However, the land’s slaughter remained chillingly cold as he glared at Indi Cang, saying, "Are you questioning me?"

The moment these words rang out, the air grew scorching hot, blood boiled, and intense killing intent exploded from the land’s slaughter, surging straight at India Land.

Unprepared, India Land was utterly crushed by this assault. He immediately retreated, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with terror.

In truth, it was the sheer killing aura of the land’s slaughter that left him wounded without reason. It was clear that the land’s most formidable assassin had earned his reputation!

As Bao Ke and Xiao Ye watched this, they, too, felt restrained by an unspoken taboo!

Lu’s death—was this a satisfying restoration of the path of slaughter?!" Wasn’t this arena an external battlefield? This is Ge Sang’s point. If not for the Saint disciple back then, the child would have perished in an unmarked grave! Quietly observe. Let’s see what unfolds! I’ve never missed an opportunity!"

Speaking these words, his hand and arm gestures hung high and proud upon the arena walls, all while observing the battle between Ge Sang and Yang Tian.

Everyone else could only nod silently, watching as events continued.

At that moment, Yang Tian, who had been lost in quiet contemplation, slowly raised his head and gazed at Ge Sang before him. He said, "Who do you want to kill?"

"Who do I want to kill?"

Hearing Yang Tian’s words, Ge Sang suddenly broke into laughter. "Do you not know who you want to kill? This little creature, do you even comprehend it? If you’re truly ignorant or confused, allow me to enlighten you."

As he spoke, Ge Sang’s mouth suddenly opened wide. The sound was like a tangible shockwave, sweeping directly toward Yang Tian. "I want to kill you!"

"It’s the infamous technique of the mountains, tigers, and spirits!"

Witnessing Ge Sang’s display, the quieter individuals nearby immediately showed panicked expressions, clutching their ears and retreating hastily.

Because they all knew that Ge Sang’s move was far more than just noise!

Rather, it mobilized the immense True Element within him, transforming into directed resonance that was unleashed as a physical force, striking directly.

Even the slightest mistake could lead to seven orifices bleeding instantly, with the soul torn apart and unprotected!

Further afield, those watching the battle grew disinterested the moment Ge Sang revealed his infamous Hu Xiao Sheng Gong technique. They slowly closed their eyes. "It’s over."

"Ah..."

At the moment Lu Yu closed his eyes.

Yang Tian suddenly moved!

Unlike the others, he did not cover his ears, nor did he attempt to resist the destructive resonance that could harm the soul. Instead, he simply placed his palm behind his back.

Then, the sound emanating from Ge Sang’s mouth abruptly ceased. His entire body, like a piece of iron drawn to a magnet, uncontrollably flew toward Yang Tian, his throat clenched tightly.

"Bas... bastard!"

Yang Tian had effortlessly negated his famous technique, and now he was firmly in his grasp.

Ge Sang’s fury surged into endless rage. Clenching his teeth, he tried to explode his immense True Element to break free from Yang Tian’s hold.

But soon, he noticed with growing horror that no matter how much True Element he summoned, it was like casting stones into the ocean—utterly unresponsive, impossible to escape Yang Tian’s palm.

Not only that, but the powerful True Element within his body surged wildly toward Yang Tian’s palm, continuously draining away. This time, his strength had completely regressed—back to the Divine Separation Stage!

This realization sent Ge Sang into a panic.

What sort of monstrous technique was this?

Could it genuinely devour his True Element?

If Yang Tian drained him further, wouldn’t his body be left utterly empty?

This meant he would be rendered completely useless!

In a place like Wu Haihai, strength was everything—especially for someone like Ge Sang, who thrived on imposing his might. Such a figure had accumulated countless enemies over the years!

Once he became a cripple, a fate worse than death awaited him!

Thus, almost instinctively, Ge Sang flung his arms forward with all his might, clearly intending to crush Yang Tian’s head with his remaining True Element!

"You little bastard, you’ll die with me—"

Crack!

Yang Tian met Ge Sang’s lunging strike with calm indifference.

Ge Sang’s head resembled a watermelon, smashed cleanly by Yang Tian!

As for the escaping Yuan Ying within, it had already plunged into an unconscious state.