Chapter 127: Terrifying Slaying a God-Realm Demon
Ye Wushang turned his gaze, a trace of surprise flickering in his eyes.
Around the stone gate stood nine puppets, each at the ninth heaven of the Sealed God realm.
They formed a nine-gate formation, locking the stone gate with impenetrable force.
Ye Wushang knew Ye Wanqiu had prepared for this demon inside the gate for a long time.
With a wave of her hand, the group halted.
She stepped forward alone, approaching the gate.
Without hesitation, her jade hand reached for the golden sword embedded in the stone.
The gate split with countless fissures.
A terrifying aura erupted, shaking heaven and earth.
The gate exploded, and a black figure soared skyward, wrapped in demonic might that shook the heavens.
Ye Wanqiu’s expression remained calm. With a casual wave, the aura was suppressed.
“Hahaha! I am finally free! Ye Canghai, I swore upon my release, I would slaughter every soul bearing the Ye name!”
The shrill voice pierced ears, making all frown.
Only Ye Wanqiu remained unmoved.
“Unfortunately, today you will not leave.”
The demon paused, then sneered.
“A mere Sealed God dares speak thus?”
He wasted no words, throwing a punch infused with divine power, intent on crushing her.
Even the Ye clan elders showed worry.
Only Ye Wushang remained calm. If Wanqiu were truly weak, she would not deserve the War God’s bones and Martial God’s body.
Sure enough, Wanqiu met the blow head-on, her fist surging with battle intent.
The clash shook the earth.
The demon’s eyes widened. This ant blocked me?
Fury surged and his aura erupted again. Another punch, stronger, shook the skies.
Wanqiu’s hair streamed in the wind.
Her cry summoned a primordial war phantom behind her, roaring to the heavens, divine power pouring into her body.
She struck again, unleashing a peak imperial martial technique.
The collision shook the world. Without the clan’s protective formation, millions of miles would have been annihilated.
Both retreated slightly, but the demon’s killing intent grew.
Wanqiu rose into the air.
At her word, the nine puppets formed seals, channeling power into her.
Her cultivation surged breaking through to the half-step God realm.
The demon’s eyes narrowed. Troublesome. But half-step God is still beneath me.
“Die! Ten Thousand Demons Slaughter Path!”
He swung a blade carrying the might of the eight desolations.
Wanqiu remained serene.
“Centuries of enmity end with your death.”
Divine power shattered his strike, dispersing all demonic might.
Without pause, she punched.
The demon screamed then his body exploded, annihilated utterly.
Two moves. That was all.
Wanqiu, now half-step God, slew a God-realm demon effortlessly.
Even Ye Zilan was shaken. She is the second, after my father, to awe me so deeply.
The Ye clan elders, after shock, brimmed with pride.
This is our clan head invincible in this world.
They glanced at Ye Wushang, expecting regret.
But his face remained indifferent.
For him, this was no surprise.
If Wanqiu could not kill such a demon, he would be disappointed.
The slain demon was no true threat, merely a low-born who had clawed his way into God’s realm.
Wanqiu knew his background, which was why she dared to release and kill him.
Afterward, her aura receded, her complexion pale.
“Wushang, I must enter seclusion for a few days to recover. If you’re not in a hurry, stay here with the child.”
Wanqiu said no more, turning to begin her closed-door cultivation.