"Quite knowledgeable. Dying under my Frost Saint Body is an honor for you!"
"Don't worry, after your death, I'll take good care of your wife!"
Fuming laughed heartily.
Yet as Chu Long's finger descended,
landing on Fuming's palm,
an overwhelming force instantly tore through his entire arm.
Fuming's entire arm exploded violently,
Fuming screamed in agony,
staring at Chu Long with terror-filled eyes.
He had unleashed Martial Venerable-level combat power!
How could he still not be a match?
Could his opponent be a Martial Saint?
Fuming shouted desperately into the void.
an elderly man with snow-white hair and beard appeared beside him.
"You've gone too far, sir. After all, he's just a child!"
The elder was Fuming's guardian,
who wouldn't intervene unless his charge faced mortal danger.
He had witnessed everything that transpired.
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Chu Long looked at him incredulously,
then sneered, "So children can do whatever they want?"
"If children could act with impunity, everyone would just go make babies!"
"Then what do you propose?"
"Two choices: either he dies, or you both die together!"
Wen Buqi laughed uproariously: "Not only is he the Holy Son of Great Luo Sacred Ground, but I am also a genuine peak Martial Saint, one of the sacred ground's elders! What makes you think you can kill us both?"
"In this world, background matters. If you dare, name your faction! Our Great Luo Sacred Ground wouldn't mind paying them a visit!"
an enormous palm suddenly descended from the heavens,
looming over Nine Saints City.
The giant hand radiated crimson light,
exuding overwhelming divine might.
A single strike from it
could completely obliterate the entire city!
"A Martial Emperor? Is a Martial Emperor attacking?"
Guardian Wen Buqi jumped like a startled hen when he saw the descending palm.
Why would a Martial Emperor strike here?
"We're doomed! We're dead!"
Wen Buqi collapsed to the ground,
all his earlier confidence gone.
Against a Martial Emperor's attack,
no one in the entire city could escape—
not even a Martial Saint like him!
But he couldn't understand:
why would a Martial Emperor appear here?
Every martial artist in the city instantly plunged into panic.
The Martial Emperor's overwhelming aura made them feel like suffocating to death!
Chu Long had intended to deal with Wen Buqi's group,
but upon seeing the descending palm, he looked skyward instead.
"Hell's Gate Martial Emperor?"
Piercing through the void,
he saw the figure behind the attack,
recognizable by the hellish white flame mark between their brows!
Had they sensed his presence?
"Our reckoning will wait!"
Chu Long cast a cold glance at Wen Buqi and Fuming,
then clenched his right fist
and punched fiercely toward the sky.
Wen Buqi was stunned—
this man actually dared attack a Martial Emperor?
Where did he get such courage?
A thunderous explosion shook the heavens
as Chu Long's fist collided with the descending palm.
A shockwave of energy erupted above Nine Saints City,
sweeping across the firmament!
Both forces recoiled.
Chu Long gathered his harem members and soared upward,
but three Martial Emperors approaching!
Wen Buqi was utterly dumbfounded.
What had he just witnessed?
That man had confronted a Martial Emperor head-on... and emerged unscathed?
"How is this possible?"
"How can a Martial Saint clash with a Martial Emperor? Unless... he possesses some immensely powerful special constitution? Or... is he also a Martial Emperor?"
Wen Buqi's breathing stopped.
Previously this would've been unthinkable, but now besides Hell's Gate, even the Chu family of Qian Region had Martial Emperors!
"Could he be from the Chu family?"
"Disaster! Absolute disaster!"
Genuine fear gripped Wen Buqi.
Any single Martial Emperor could effortlessly annihilate their Great Luo Sacred Ground.
If this man truly was a Chu family Martial Emperor,
their sacred ground was doomed!
"You've brought catastrophe upon us!"
Wen Buqi pointed accusingly at Fuming.
Previous indiscretions with women were one thing, but now he'd targeted a Martial Emperor's woman!
When someone's hellbent on self-destruction, nothing can stop them!
He already considered handing Fuming over immediately
to avoid bringing disaster upon their sacred ground.
his mind remained completely blank,
still unable to process the sudden reversal of fortune.
"E-Elder, perhaps we shouldn't worry prematurely. No matter how strong the Chu family's Martial Emperor is, he shouldn't be a match for Hell's Gate's, right?"
Fuming stammered weakly.
This actually gave Wen Buqi pause.
The Chu family's strongest should be that mysterious Beast God.
Without that deity present,
the others likely couldn't oppose Hell's Gate's Martial Emperors!
This thought slightly eased his tension.
"Let's hope Hell's Gate's Martial Emperor succeeds in eliminating him!"
With the immediate crisis averted,
the city's inhabitants gasped for breath,
their backs drenched in cold sweat.
For that brief moment,
everyone had felt death's breath upon their necks.
"A Martial Emperor? There's actually a Martial Emperor in our Nine Saints City?"
Some powerful observers who witnessed the clash
were utterly shocked.
Besides the Chu family, had someone else broken through to Martial Emperor?
Did this mean Hell's Gate's control was weakening?
Above Nine Saints City,
Chu Long stood with Shen Biyao and others,
calmly observing the three figures before them.
"Where did you come from, Martial Emperor?"
One of the trio demanded coldly.
He stood with arms crossed, nine elemental orbs swirling behind him,
exuding terrifying, abyssal energy—
a peak Martial Emperor!
"Ba Tian, enough chatter! Remember the gate lords' decree: any who reach Emperor-tier without our approval must die!"
The dark-eyed Tai Xuan Martial Emperor interjected,
his star-filled pupils radiating dread.
He moved to attack immediately.
They patrolled the Mortal Realm under orders
to eliminate secretly ascended Martial Emperors
and intimidate aspiring Martial Saints,
having detected faint Emperor-tier energy here.
"Seniors, please wait! Why trouble two peak Martial Emperors with a mere early-stage one? Allow this junior to handle it!"
The third figure stepped forward—
the initial attacker,
at mid-stage Martial Emperor,
but more than sufficient against an early-stage opponent.
"Very well. We'll observe."
Tai Xuan Martial Emperor nodded.
Against one early-stage Martial Emperor,
all three needn't act simultaneously!