Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

The Emperor, a legendary King, was an absolutely unsurpassable existence in the world of mercenaries.

His Demon Legion had traversed lands far and wide, creating incomparably brilliant military achievements on every battlefield.

Wherever his legion went, it almost swept through all resistance, with small countries in South Africa and South America in constant turmoil, the Emperor was the supreme King.

Yet for five billion, he fell in Huaxia, fell into a so-called conspiracy, which dealt a severe blow to his towering pride.

The death of the ten Golden Cores had already been almost more than he could bear, and learning that he had been deceived ultimately drove the Emperor completely mad.

A King is not to be trifled with, but to be revered and admired by countless people. That is a King, otherwise, he is but a jester, a plaything.

"Jiang Xiaobai! You've really got guts, even daring to play me. If it weren't for that person's momentary carelessness that allowed me to escape, I would have probably ended up dead in Donghai as you wished, right?"

"Three years ago, you first hired our legion to kill the billionaire who was your enemy."

"Two years ago, you hired us again to take out one of your high-ranking officials in Huaxia. I made his body sink to the bottom of the sea."

"And this year, you were planning to let me die quietly in Huaxia, weren't you, my friend? I find your way of repaying a bit hard to accept."

After the Emperor spoke, Jiang Tian completely froze. It was over, completely over. What kind of huge disaster had that damn guy caused?

Jiang Xiaobai's lifeless eyes stared fixedly at the Emperor, sneering with disdain, "You also cheated me, haha, come on, kill me if you dare!"

"It was I who set the trap for you. Aren't you the supreme King? Aren't you the invincible being who roams the world?"

"Didn't you also almost die in Huaxia? Haha, what a true damned monkey you are!"

"You deserved to be played by me, Emperor. If you have the guts, then kill me, kill me!"

By the end, Jiang Xiaobai was almost hysterically screaming; he had completely despaired, lost all hope, and now sought death with all his heart, his sanity completely lost.

"Don't worry, Jiang Xiaobai, there is no way you are living through today. The death of just one of you will definitely not compensate for the loss of my ten Golden Cores! You must die!"

As he spoke, the Emperor suddenly exerted force in his hand. With a crisp snap, Jiang Xiaobai's pupils dilated abruptly and his body limply fell to the ground, lifeless.

Jiang Tian felt the world spinning around him, his vision darkened, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to accept the fact his son had been killed before his very eyes.

Whoosh, a gust of wind blew out of nowhere, making everyone's hearts chill. Dead, Jiang Xiaobai was dead.

The Four Young Masters who once dominated the Imperial Capital had died so ignobly, and also carried a lifetime of disgrace that would follow them to the grave.

One of the top young masters had just died at the Emperor's hands, whether it was fortune or misfortune was hard to say.

Ye Ling sneered coldly. Jiang Xiaobai, even if you go to the Yin Realm, don't expect an easy time. That's truly my territory. Just need to give Qing Yi a heads-up, and Jiang Xiaobai will be completely finished.

"You dare to kill my son! Ye Ling, catch him! Quick!" Jiang Tian struggled to stand, roaring in a low voice, his eyes bloodshot and threaded with veins.

Ye Ling turned back indifferently, looking at Jiang Tian, "You expect me to jump just because you say so? Am I, a man in my twenties or thirties, without any will of my own?"

Spurt, Jiang Tian immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood. It was extreme anger that attack his heart. His son's death and Ye Ling's infuriating words had nearly finished him off.

"All of you must die today, you despicable Huaxia people, not a single one of you will be spared!"

The Emperor roared in madness, his arms quaking, and the sound of his clothing flapping wildly without any wind turned his face fierce and terrible.

Ye Ling was startled, then suddenly laughed, his laugh unrestrained, "Do you know that you're this close to death?"

As he spoke, Ye Ling pinched a tiny distance between his thumb and forefinger, "See? Just this close. You, at the Foundation Establishment Stage, dare talk about killing someone?"
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"Mo Xing, go teach him a lesson. Let him see that your ancestor at the Golden Core Stage is here. Does he dare to be so presumptuous?"

Mo Zishu was immediately taken aback, when had his nephew become an ancestor at the Golden Core Stage? Wasn't he an ignorant scoundrel of a wastrel?

"Ye Ling! Are you freaking trying to get me killed? I can't use Divine Skills, are you trying to doom me?"

Mo Xing's face darkened. If he had his Divine Skills, this emperor in front of him would be no more than an ant to crush within minutes, but without his Divine Skills, it wasn't certain who would live or die.

"Tch, look at you, how can you be so feeble. I, young master, will lend you a hand then."

As he spoke, Ye Ling charged forward, attacking the emperor. The emperor saw Ye Ling coming and sneered hideously, a puny youngster daring to strike at him?

"Destruction Fist, die!"

Boom, the Emperor made his move, hurling a fist that roared alongside the ferocious fist wind. The power of the Emperor was immense, and he could imagine that this punch was enough to blast Ye Ling into a pulp.

Thud, with a dull sound, Ye Ling had already reached the Emperor, letting the Emperor's fist smash against his chest, his brilliant smile shocking the Emperor's heart.

The fist had torn skin and flesh, damn it, hitting someone only to tear one's own skin and flesh while the other guy stood uninjured, this was truly unprecedented.

"Impossible! Who the hell are you!"

The Emperor was starting to get scared, truly scared. He had roamed the world for so many years, but this was the first time he had encountered something so mysterious and unheard of.

Ye Ling tilted his head, "How should I put it, you should have seen me, though not as the same person. My name is Ye Ling!"

Ye Ling?

The name sounded so familiar, and then the Emperor's eyes widened, he thought of something, damn, he had been set up, it was a trap!

"Congratulations, your thoughts and reality coincide. However, I am sorry to say that you no longer have a chance. Go back to your true God."

Bang, Ye Ling threw out a punch, directly smashing it into the Emperor's chest, then withdrew his hand nonchalantly and turned to leave.

The Emperor's body shook, standing still, watching Ye Ling turn to leave. He struggled to lift a finger, "You..."

Splat, before he could finish speaking, the Emperor spat out blood along with shattered viscera. The Emperor appeared to have taken a punch without harm, but in reality, his organs had been thoroughly pulverized.

With a thud, the Emperor collapsed. A major tyrant, a legendary entity, was just killed by a single punch from Ye Ling.

"Take them all back. Jiang Tian, I've avenged your son for you," said Ye Ling with a radiant smile, causing Jiang Tian to tremble with fear. This guy truly gave off an intense sense of danger.

Mo Siqing's eyes shone with a golden light. This was a true hero. She trotted to Ye Ling's side, planted a kiss on him, and Ye Ling was instantly startled, looking at Mo Zishu's face turning dark and chuckled nervously.