kingnovel Chapter 798: Hua Hua Makes Her Appearance
Chapter 798: Hua Hua Makes Her Appearance
Just as the Southern Empire, engulfed in war, was on its last legs, Qin Hao unexpectedly appeared.
Legend has it that the four disciples of the Great Xia Holy Emperor were all extraordinary geniuses, especially Qin Hao, who, as the eldest brother, was even more mysterious and powerful. Most people only knew his name but never saw him. Today, Qin Hao's methods are astonishing.
"Who did this brat come from, daring to meddle in my clan's affairs!"
The four powerful figures from the earth veins turned to look at the figure high in the sky, their faces grim.
Qin Hao said, "Either get out of here, or die. You choose one."
"We won't choose anything. Since you've come, then become a blood sacrifice, just like the Southern Li Empire!"
"Attack together, take him down first!"
The four of them surrounded Qin Hao, but Qin Hao remained expressionless. He raised his hand and made a strange hand seal, saying, "I need to finish you off quickly so I can return to Lizhou to pay my respects to my master. So I won't waste my time with you."
Chen Futu once said that the Devouring Blood Demon Technique is the most overpowered martial arts technique in the world.
Qin Hao cultivated the path of slaughter, and regardless of his talent or bloodline, he displayed the Devouring Blood Demon Art to its fullest extent.
On this day, an endless sea of blood overwhelmed the Southern Li Empire, and all living beings witnessed this Holy Emperor's chief disciple, in the most savage manner, refine and kill four Great Emperor-level powerhouses from the earth's veins.
That invincible demeanor was exactly the same as that of the Holy Emperor; they truly were of the same lineage.
"Impossible! How did you do that?!"
The mournful cries of the four emperors before their deaths echoed throughout the Southern Region until they were refined into nothingness by the Devouring Blood Demon Art. Not only were their bodies not reconstructed by the cursed mist, but even their true spirits and wills were completely refined.
"So strong."
"This child is terrifying beyond measure."
"Could he have reached the realm of divinity?"
The old king and the empress spoke in a daze, their eyes filled with growing awe.
As the Yangtze River flows on, the younger generation surpasses the older generation. Witnessing this firsthand today, we realize that some in the younger generation have already taken the lead over the older generation.
"Once this matter is settled, I will depart. Take care of yourselves."
Qin Hao turned to leave, but the old king hurriedly said, "Thank you for your help, Young Master Qin, but the people of this country are innocent. I hope you will..."
"You don't need to say more. My intervention was just a matter of chance. Lizhou is under attack, and I have to go back. If you want to come along, my master would probably welcome you."
After saying that, Qin Hao vanished in a flash, taking with him the towering sea of blood.
Seeing this, the old king smiled bitterly, and the empress said softly, "Qin Hao is right. The outside world is no longer safe. If we can move to Lizhou, perhaps we will still have hope of survival."
The old king naturally understood this, but what would happen to the people of the empire if they left?
Leading the people on a long journey is no different from sending sheep into the tiger's den; who knows how many ley line monsters will block their way?
Ultimately, the matter was dropped, and it was only hoped that the Earth Vein Clan would stop targeting the Southern Li Kingdom.
Let's look at the Flying Cloud Mountains in the Northern Region.
The Celestial Clan is in a similarly dangerous situation. Due to their unique geographical location, with mines scattered throughout the mountains, the Celestial Clan faces attacks from four powerful emperors.
Elders like Yueji reached the Quasi-Emperor Upper Third Heaven, but unfortunately, their effectiveness was limited when facing true Emperor-level powerhouses.
The only Great Emperor-level ancestor was defeated in a one-against-four battle, his blood spilling across the sky. In the end, an elderly Great Emperor, who had been sealed deep within the clan, was awakened.
The two emperors reached their ultimate sublimation and barely managed to withstand the siege of the four emperors of the earth veins. However, as time went on, something terrible happened: the emperors on the other side could be killed but could still regenerate. This was not a fair duel.
"You two old geezers, we're sending you on your way!"
The laughter of the four emperors echoed through the Flying Cloud Mountains, and the two celestial ancestors risked their lives to fight again.
The Celestial Clan watched this scene in despair. They knew that ultimate sublimation was useless; the opponent was unkillable unless there was a force that could restrain them.
"Ultimate sublimation is a path to self-destruction!"
"Celestial Clan, this is the consequence of stubborn resistance!"
Four towering Dharma images overlooked the last ancestral land of the Celestial Clan. In their eyes, the two ancestors were nothing more than slightly larger ants. Their struggles were futile. They didn't even need to lift a finger; once the two elders exhausted their power, they would perish on the spot.
"Even if the heavens are going to destroy my race, my race will not sit idly by and wait for death!"
This is the final war.
The two patriarchs stepped forward to fight, and no matter how many times the enemy remodeled, they never retreated a single step.
Gradually, the flame of life, which had reached its ultimate sublimation, went out. One ancestor was refined to death, his body and soul vanished. The other ancestor roared in grief and anger, dragging the two emperors into the void turbulence, determined to take them down with him even in death.
If one gets lost in the turbulent currents of the void, even the Great Emperor cannot return; he will be completely lost.
"Damn the Celestials!"
The two powerful figures screamed in terror, and ultimately disappeared into the void along with the old man from the Celestial Clan.
"Ancestor!"
The Celestials knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.
With the two patriarchs dead, the Celestial Clan is finished.
"What joy is there in living, what sorrow in dying? Our ancestor is gone, but we are still here."
Yueji, Huayun, and several other quasi-emperor elders defied the heavens, intending to emulate their ancestor's method and ram the opposing emperor into the void, thus saving their race's chances of survival.
However, the two remaining powerful figures on the other side were prepared and would not give them another chance. With a single palm strike, several quasi-emperors of the Celestial Clan were instantly reduced to blood mist, leaving only Yue Ji and Hua Yun to escape unscathed.
A bloody storm swept through the mountains. Yueji and her companion turned to look at their tribesmen, who resembled lambs, their hearts filled with despair.
"Is my race destined for destruction today?"
"I'm not reconciled! I'll fight again!"
Hua Yun attacked the two emperors again, acting like a madman.
The two emperors sneered. One of them stretched out his hand as if crushing an ant, suppressing Hua Yun's about-to-explode true energy, which finally became transparent in his palm.
In her dying moments, Hua Yun turned back and gave Yue Ji a sorrowful smile, "Farewell, my people."
"Do not--"
Yueji watched helplessly as Huayun dissipated into the air.
At this point, only one Emperor-level expert of the Celestial Clan remained; the rest had all perished, like moths drawn to a flame, powerless to change their fate.
"The Celestial Race will never submit! I'll fight you to the death!"
Yueji knew there was no chance left, but fortunately, a trace of the Heavenly Clan's bloodline remained, namely Huahua.
As long as Hua Hua lives, the Celestial Clan still has hope.
"And us!"
The other members of the Celestial Clan also rushed into the sky, igniting their bloodline essence, determined to die a spectacular death even if it meant self-destruction.
"Not a single coward in my Celestial Clan will follow me to fight the enemy—"
Led by Yueji, streaks of fire launched a final assault on the two emperors.
"A bunch of ants who don't know what's good for them."
The two emperors coldly looked at the group of fearless individuals and reached out their hands again.
Just before the enormous, all-encompassing hand descended, a furious voice suddenly rang out, "How dare you!"
With a whoosh, a white light streaked through the air, piercing a large hole in the giant hand. Then, a young girl appeared, radiating a powerful imperial aura.
Staring at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure, Yueji and the other members of their clan were stunned.
"Huahua?"
Tsukihime couldn't believe it; that girl, Huahua, had actually become an empress.
The newcomer was none other than Hua Hua. When turmoil broke out in Li Zhou, she left Hua Zhou Enlightenment Field immediately and rushed to the Celestial Clan. Despite her haste, she arrived too late.
Gazing at the ruins within her clan and the lingering echoes of imperial power in the air, Hua Hua's beautiful face twisted in pain. "I will kill you all—"
She is a Celestial Emperor with a forbidden bloodline of divine quality. She inscribed Dao patterns in the abyss, making her combat power far surpass that of her peers.
In the ensuing battle, the Celestial Clan witnessed firsthand how powerful that little girl had become. With a single punch, she shattered the head of one of the opposing Great Emperors. Before he could reassemble, she used her self-created killing move to form a special domain prison, imprisoning and strangling the two emperors within it.