Immortal God of War-Chapter 964 - 919: Blood for the Sacrifice

Mu Qing showed a reassuring smile.

Meanwhile.

The atmosphere of the central square reached an unprecedented level of tension.

Everyone held their breath, watching the war halberd raised high.

Under the sunlight, the blade emitted dazzling flashes of light.

Finally.

Noon arrived!

"Execute!"

The State Preceptor lowered his head, spitting out a chilling word.

He still sat in the Taishi Chair, holding a teacup, like a monarch, never once lifting his eyes to look at Qin Feiyang.

Indifferent, ruthless!

It was vividly displayed on him.

As soon as the State Preceptor spoke, murderous intent surged in the eyes of the Commander of the Black Iron Army.

Clang!

The war halberd raised high trembled suddenly, emitting a deafening metallic sound as it slashed towards Qin Feiyang’s neck.

"In the end, no one could save you."

Watching this scene, Zhuge Mingyang smirked coldly, turning to walk outside the private chamber.

Because in his view, Qin Feiyang was undoubtedly doomed, there was no need to watch any further.

Not only Zhuge Mingyang, everyone present thought the same.

Facing the imminent executioner’s blade, Qin Feiyang definitely had no chance of survival.

However!

Things always take unexpected turns.

Just as the war halberd was about to fall on Qin Feiyang’s neck.

Everyone could already foresee the horrific scene of Qin Feiyang being beheaded.

Boom!

But at this moment.

A terrifying pressure erupted like a volcano, instantly enveloping the entire central square.

Everything froze.

The Commander of the Black Iron Army stopped moving.

The war halberd also halted an inch away from Qin Feiyang’s neck.

At this moment!

Time seemed to stand still, everyone around the square maintained their last moment posture.

But the people in the nearby taverns were not confined.

"What’s happening?"

Zhuge Mingyang, who had just turned around, was filled with suspicion and immediately looked towards the square.

"This pressure..."

Seeing the situation in the square, his heart was instantly turbulent.

Even the Commander of the Black Iron Army could be confined?

Who is it?

He scanned the surroundings, searching for the source of the pressure.

Meanwhile.

Everyone in the nearby taverns also searched for the source of the pressure.

Including Ren Wushuang and others.

Finally!

Everyone’s gaze locked on an elderly man.

"It’s him!"

"Elder Yi!"

The faces of Ren Wushuang and others were instantly filled with joy.

Back in the Divine Prison, they had met Elder Yi and knew well how powerful he was.

Though it might not be certain that he could rescue Qin Feiyang, as long as he was here, Qin Feiyang was sure not to die!

However.

The others didn’t know Elder Yi’s identity, nor his strength.

At the moment, their faces were filled with shock and confusion.

Shock, because of Elder Yi’s power and courage.

One must know.

The State Preceptor was personally overseeing the situation now.

Yet this elder dared to openly release pressure, preventing the Commander of the Black Iron Army from executing Qin Feiyang.

This, this, this... This was blatant provocation!

What puzzled them was, who was this elder?

What was his relationship with Qin Feiyang?

Why had they never seen him or even heard of him before?

In the central square!

Everyone was confined by Elder Yi’s pressure, except Qin Feiyang and the State Preceptor.

The State Preceptor was also a Pseudo God, so Elder Yi’s pressure couldn’t confine him.

As for Qin Feiyang.

It was not that he could ignore Elder Yi’s pressure, but Elder Yi deliberately didn’t confine him.

"Sigh!"

A long sigh broke the atmosphere here.

Qin Feiyang slowly opened his eyes, looked up at Elder Yi and others, his eyes carrying a complex emotion.

"You bastard, what’s with that look now?"

Seeing this.

Mu Qing’s anger shot up uncontrollably.

Having traveled a long distance to save this bastard, there was not a hint of gratitude, instead, it seemed like he resented them for meddling.

Qin Feiyang glanced at Mu Qing indifferently, said nothing, and then turned to look at the Commander of the Black Iron Army.

Although the Commander of the Black Iron Army’s body was confined, his mind was still active.

At this moment, he was immensely terrified inside.

Because Qin Feiyang could move.

If Qin Feiyang wanted to kill him now, it would be as easy as stepping on an ant.

But Qin Feiyang didn’t kill him, just glanced briefly before shifting his gaze above to the war halberd.

The war halberd gleamed with a chilling light, sharp and menacing!

Qin Feiyang reached out, took the war halberd from the Commander of the Black Iron Army, and rubbed the sharp blade with his hand.

"Honestly."

"I really just want to end it all."

"So tired."

"You people who have always lived in the Imperial Capital, pampered and privileged, will never understand how I’ve endured these past years..."

"So I want release."

"Yet there are some who don’t want me dead, perhaps in their eyes, I still hold a bit of value."

"Wanting to die, but failing to do so—do you know how painful that is?"

"However!"

"Since I survived this time, I shall live well."

"Those who have hurt me, who have wronged me, I will make them pay one by one..."

Qin Feiyang muttered to himself.

Though his voice was quiet, it clearly echoed in everyone’s ears.

The crowd could distinctly sense the deep helplessness, persistence, and determination in these words.

Suddenly!

Qin Feiyang raised his War Halberd.

Boom!

His entire aura exploded fiercely.

His black hair flaunted wildly, and his clothes flapped sharply.

The shadow between his brows instantly cleared away, replaced by a touch of sharpness.

He surveyed the crowd around the square, articulating every word: "Yes, I, Qin Feiyang, am back again!"

"And my return demands a blood sacrifice!"

As his words fell!

Murderous intent surged in his eyes violently, and the War Halberd in his hand thrust down fiercely, aiming at the head of the Black Iron Army’s commander.

"Seeking death!"

At the same time.

The State Preceptor’s gaze turned cold, his old hand clenched, crushing the teacup within with a crack.

Swish!

In the next moment.

He stood tall, taking a step towards Qin Feiyang, his body emanating terrifying killing intent.

But Qin Feiyang ignored him, didn’t even glance at him, continuing to wield the War Halberd towards the commander’s head.

Because he believed someone would emerge to block the State Preceptor.

As for the Black Iron Army commander, he was already nearly frenzied with urgency.

Under normal circumstances, Qin Feiyang killing him would be nothing but wishful thinking.

But now.

Firmly bound by divine might, facing the much weaker Qin Feiyang, he could only watch helplessly as the slaughter descended.

Just as Qin Feiyang expected!

At the same time as the State Preceptor made his move, Elder Yi stood by the window and instantly vanished without a trace.

In another instant.

He descended onto the square, blocking the State Preceptor’s path, forcing the latter to halt.

As quick as lightning!

The War Halberd dropped, immediately triggering a flood of blood!

"Ah..."

With a desperate scream of agony, the commander’s head fell from his neck like a ball, rolling on the ground.

The wide-open eyes filled with terror of imminent death.

Bang!

The headless body also fell slowly, crashing to the earth.

The bowl-sized gash sprayed blood like a pillar, staining the square!

This place.

Once again plunged into dead silence!

Gazing at the deceased commander, severed from head to body, everyone’s eyes brimmed with astonishment.

Years ago.

He pit-trapped and killed various Princes, leaving none alive, nearly eradicating the royal lineage!

Now.

He mercilessly killed the Black Iron Army commander.

To consider.

The commander was not only formidable but a major general at the Emperor’s side—killed just like that?

What in this world can this man possibly fear to do?

Everyone turned again to Qin Feiyang.

The War Halberd still dripped with blood!

He stood proudly in the square’s center, his long hair flowing without wind, his seven-foot frame seemed immensely imposing, like a War God returned, scorning all quarters!

Watching Qin Feiyang at this moment, they all felt a surge of irrepressible fear!

"Damn it!"

"Today, none of you shall leave the Imperial City alive!"

"Kylin Army commander, I command you to immediately kill Qin Feiyang!"

The State Preceptor was stunned for a moment too.

Boom!

Abruptly!

He let out a furious roar, wrath sweeping the heavens.

His terrifying pressure swept through, forcefully seizing Elder Yi, taking flight towards the skies.

While soaring skyward, he ordered the Kylin Army commander.

The battle between pseudo gods often wreaks havoc and destruction, thus must not be fought within the city.

Even though he was driven mad with fury, this bit of rationality still remained.

"Kill me?"

Qin Feiyang’s lips curled, he turned to face the Kylin Army commander.

The commander hesitated slightly.

Seeing this.

The State Preceptor was enraged beyond control, shouting: "What are you standing there for? Do you want to die?"

"You should mind yourself instead!"

Elder Yi smirked coldly, carrying overwhelming divine might, attacked the State Preceptor with full force.

"Just you?"

"The Great Qin Empire has stood strong for a millennium, yet you wish to shake it!"

The State Preceptor laughed continuously in rage.

Rumble!

Crack!

Amidst the clash of two pseudo gods, the battle immediately unfolded atop the clouds.

Suddenly.

The sky above churned with winds and clouds.

Every clash between them like thunder meeting, thunderous to the ears!

Everywhere they went, the void shattered.

It was as though the apocalypse had arrived!