Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi
Chapter 1566 - Capítulo 1566: 1537: Not Qualified!
Capítulo 1566: Chapter 1537: Not Qualified!
“Get out of the coffin and face your death!”
Xiao Yi gazed intently at the ten ancient halls before him.
Each hall was almost identical in architecture, entirely pitch-black, and the inside of the dark gates was like a deep abyss, seemingly leading to an endless black hole.
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
A series of rumbling booms echoed from within the ten halls.
Ten black coffins flew out from the Yanluo Hall, each with blood-red runes sprawled all over.
The runes were eerie and mysterious.
They were densely packed.
They made one’s jaw ache and sent shivers down the spine.
Hiss, hiss!
Wisps of red smoke spewed from the coffins, extraordinarily strange, making one feel a chill down the spine.
Xiao Yi remained expressionless, his calm gaze without a ripple.
He had even dug up the graves of those at the Saint King Realm in the Eternal Heaven Tomb; why would he fear these ghastly beings?
“You insignificant ants, daring to disturb our slumber, you shall be executed!” A raspy voice, tinged with cold malice, slowly echoed from the first coffin.
This voice struck directly at the soul, capable of shaking the primordial spirit of an ordinary Saint King Realm expert.
Clearly, the entity within the coffin wielded powerful primordial spirit force.
However…
This force was like a mere drizzle before Xiao Yi.
“You dare flaunt such trifling tricks before me? Get out!” Xiao Yi snorted coldly, his vast primordial spirit transformed into a great soul storm, sweeping towards the coffin ahead.
Boom!
The terrifying soul storm instantly enveloped the coffin.
A dreadful energy storm.
It forcefully made the coffin tremble violently, followed by a heart-wrenching scream from within, and with a thunderous bang, the coffin exploded.
An icy corpse fell rigidly to the ground.
Blood spurted from its seven orifices.
The body bore no wounds, but the primordial spirit had been utterly obliterated.
One of the ten Yamas.
Once a Hall Master of the Hall of Longevity.
Now, unable to withstand even one of Xiao Yi’s primordial spirit storms, leaving the other nine Yamas within their coffins stunned.
“This is impossible!”
“Although Old Nine was the weakest among us, he shouldn’t have been this weak!”
“Damn, it must be that wretched Qingtian Realm using some unknown method; how infuriating! You dared harm my Old Nine, I will fight you to the death!”
“Why are you still standing there, brothers? Together, let’s slay this beast!”
The nine coffins began to violently shake simultaneously.
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
The coffin lids of the nine broke out from above them, forming a straight line, charging towards Xiao Yi with overwhelming momentum.
“Break!”
With a wave of his hand, tremendous energy surged out from Xiao Yi.
His hand was bathed in a golden glow.
Like a sharp blade, it effortlessly sliced the nine coffin lids in half. Meanwhile, figures stepped out from each of the nine coffins.
Each was dressed in a solemn black robe.
This was Saint-grade armor.
Once donned.
It could protect their corporeal bodies, and paired with the extraordinarily powerful primordial spirits of the ten Yamas, made them nearly immune to harm from even a common Saint King under the black robe’s protection.
They all glared at Xiao Yi with cold eyes.
Among them, a bearded, solemn Yama squinted his triangular eyes like a snake eyeing its prey: “Who would have thought, after a millennium, that such a master would emerge in the Qingtian Realm? But still, this is just the Qingtian Realm; no matter how strong you are, you are no match for us…”
“The Qingtian Realm of today is no longer the Qingtian Realm that you could once freely control and dominate!” Xiao Yi said calmly.
The Heavenly Dao of the present Qingtian Realm is reviving, and he has completely eradicated the latent threats within the earth’s meridians.
With Xiao Yi, Little Lin, and others entering the Saint King realm.
The foundation of the Qingtian Realm has grown increasingly robust.
Before long…
More masters in the Qingtian Realm will break through the limits and even step into the Saint King Realm. Just as Xiao Yi said, the Qingtian Realm is no longer the weak world it once was!
At the very least…
With Xiao Yi overseeing it, unless a Saint Emperor descends.
Who could step half a foot into the Qingtian Realm?
“Hahaha…”
The bearded Yama scoffed disdainfully, stroking his beard and shaking his head, “Naive, so naive. Kid, you have no idea what kind of opponents you are truly facing. You think our Hall of Longevity only has this much strength? Don’t be afraid to tell you, behind us…”
Before he could finish.
Xiao Yi impatiently interrupted, “I know you come from the Resurgent Heaven Realm… I don’t deny that the Resurgent Heaven Realm is indeed strong, far beyond what the current Qingtian Realm can contend with. However, you failures likely can’t represent the Resurgent Heaven Realm, right?”
Failures?
The faces of the nine Yamas changed suddenly, their breaths became rapid.
But they couldn’t refute.
Just as Xiao Yi said…
They were sent to the Qingtian Realm then, tasked with great responsibility, only to be driven out by Zhao Wuji and his forces, losing their domination.
This had already greatly displeased the sects of the Resurgent Heaven Realm.
They were deemed as failures.
Seen as a disgrace to the Resurgent Heaven Realm, with their pleas for help being ignored by the various sects of the Resurgent Heaven Realm.
Furthermore, they were forbidden to return to the Resurgent Heaven Realm.
Because of this…
They had drifted in the endless void for so long.
Now, Xiao Yi’s words felt like salt rubbed into their wounds, contorting their faces in anger: “Bastard! How dare you insult us like this? Big brother, kill him!”
“I want to grind him to dust!”
“And those puny bugs of the Qingtian Realm, I will annihilate the entire Qingtian Realm…”
“Indeed, the humiliation the Qingtian Realm once gave us will be washed away with the blood of its creatures. But before that…”
The bearded Yama’s cold gaze scanned Xiao Yi, sneering, “Before that, we’ll rid ourselves of this annoying fly. You are the strongest in the Qingtian Realm; once we kill you, who else in Qingtian Realm can stop us?”
Bang, bang, bang!
The nine Yamas simultaneously exploded with terrifying waves of energy, clearly all at the Saint King Realm, especially the bearded Yama at the peak of the Seventh Layer of the Saint King Realm.
“No!”
Facing the terrifying energy surge, Xiao Yi casually raised his hand and waved it gently, smiling as he said, “I’m not your opponent!”
“Hmm?”
The Yamas were stunned, only to witness the Hall of Death erupting with loud booms, getting torn open from several directions.
Following that…
Several figures descended from the sky.
It was Little Lin, Zhao Wudi, Fang Tianchi, Jin Wu Shuo, and others…
Now, Zhao Wudi had already broken through to the peak of the Holy King Realm under the divine providence, Little Lin had also stepped into the Sixth Layer of Saint King Realm, and the others were at the Third Layer of the Saint King Realm.
Although fewer in number, their imposing aura upon appearance left the nine Yamas of the Hall of Death astonished.
Leading them, Little Lin grinned and said, “You’re not worthy to face off with my big boss. We’re your opponents…”