Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 1141 - 1127: Master, save me...

Underworld Prison Realm.

This is the northern prison realm among the four great prison realms. As its overlord, the Yellow Spring Lord is an exceedingly tyrannical figure.

He calls his four subordinates the War Gods of the Yellow Spring.

Thus distinguishing himself from the other three prison lords.

After all.

Whether it’s the Asura Prison Master, Abi Prison Master, or Jialuo Prison Master, they each bear their respective prison realm’s mantle of "War God." Only the Yellow Spring Lord stands apart, commanding four War Gods under his banner.

It’s clear.

Just how arrogant this Yellow Spring Lord is.

Of course...

He indeed has the capital to fuel his arrogance.

On the path of the Great Dao, he has traversed a full ninety-five steps, making him even more formidable than the Asura Prison Master.

Gazing at the colossal Netherworld City ahead, the Asura Prison Master spoke in a grave tone: "Master, the Yellow Spring Lord is immensely powerful; among the four prison lords, he is the most formidable one. Once we take him down, the other two lords will naturally be easy to sweep aside..."

Xiao Yi nodded in understanding, turning his gaze to the conflicted expression of Zhang Ming beside him: "Zhang Ming, weren’t you once under the Yellow Spring Lord’s command?"

Zhang Ming responded with a bitter "Hmm," a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes: "The Yellow Spring Lord is excessively overbearing, utterly intolerant of the slightest speck of dust in his eye. Without Master’s presence, I wouldn’t dare return..."

After all, he had slain the Yellow Spring Lord’s direct disciple.

That’s a crime punishable by death!

If not for this...

He wouldn’t have recklessly fled to the Asura Prison Realm in desperation to seek refuge under the Asura Prison Master.

He Ju chuckled and said: "Now that Master has your back, you can swagger into the city without restraint!"

"Naturally!"

Zhang Ming straightened his chest and laughed brightly, saying, "Master, please wait here. I’ll go open the gates for you!"

"Hmm?"

"Isn’t that Zhang Ming?"

"How does he dare return?"

The guards at the gate, upon seeing Zhang Ming, all displayed expressions as if witnessing a ghost. After all, Zhang Ming had killed the Yellow Spring Lord’s direct disciple, and this matter had taken place not long ago.

The Yellow Spring Lord’s bounty for Zhang Ming was still prominently posted at the city gates!

His return, strutting through the gates, was an outright provocation to the Yellow Spring Lord, wasn’t it?

"Quick, notify the other three War Gods!" one guard urgently exclaimed.

Whoosh!

A signal arrow soared into the sky.

Zhang Ming’s expression shifted slightly as he glanced back at Xiao Yi, reassured only by his presence. With a faint smirk, he sneered at the guards who were as tense as if they faced an imminent disaster: "Oh my, as soon as you see me, you fire a signal arrow—is it that you’re yearning for my death?" freewёbnoνel-com

"Zhang... Zhang Ming, you dare show your face here again?"

"Don’t you know that Lord Yellow Spring has already decreed a bounty on you? Whoever kills you can inherit your position as War God..."

"We’ve already notified the other three War Gods. They’ll be here shortly. You’re finished!"

Faced with the guards’ threats.

Zhang Ming let out a booming laugh: "Oh really? Then I’ll wait here for them to come!"

A few moments later.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Three figures shot through the air, and a rough, thunderous voice preceded them: "Who dares cause trouble in my Netherworld City? Tired of living?"

Boom!

The burly, broad-shouldered figure of a man covered in stubble and facial scars landed at the city gate.

It was none other than Luo Tianpeng.

Gifted with innate divine strength, Luo Tianpeng was born capable of tearing apart stone locks with his bare hands. His copper-bell-like eyes glared fiercely at Zhang Ming: "Zhang Ming? You’ve got guts coming back, huh? Haha, Lord Yellow Spring has been losing sleep over you lately. Lucky me, today I get to deal with you myself and offer your severed head to ease Lord Yellow Spring’s anger!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Luo Tianpeng took action first. Known for his unparalleled strength, his attacks were straightforward and brutal, smashing everything in his path with an overwhelming force.

"Tai Shan Crush!"

A dark glow surrounded Luo Tianpeng, coalescing behind him into a massive Black Mountain.

The mountain floated in midair, reaching high into the heavens.

Enveloped in Hei Mang, the colossal structure appeared to have coiled black dragons encircling it. Its oppressive presence carried an ancient weight, as if it could suppress monstrous demons of eternity.

In a split second, it crashed downward.

Its tremendous pressure caused the ground to tremble and collapse with deafening roars.

Zhang Ming’s expression shifted slightly. Among the four War Gods under the Yellow Spring Lord, he ranked fourth, perpetually overshadowed by Luo Tianpeng and the others. Now, faced with Luo Tianpeng alone, their first clash exposed an immense pressure bearing down on him.

At the critical moment.

Xiao Yi’s voice echoed in his mind: "Move three steps to the left with Seven Star Steps..."

"Hmm?"

Zhang Ming froze momentarily, then remembered Xiao Yi’s guidance. Without hesitation, he followed Xiao Yi’s instructions and repositioned himself. No sooner had he landed than Xiao Yi’s voice reached him again: "Azure Dragon Surge—strike the left sole, at the third meridian..."

Zhang Ming suddenly lifted his gaze.

Luo Tianpeng loomed with the towering Black Mountain, his left foot raised, ready to stomp down.

It was the spot carrying the greatest force.

Attack that area?

Wouldn’t that be sheer suicide?

Yet, with danger looming, he had no time for overthinking. Zhang Ming clenched his teeth and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes: "Damn it, let’s risk it!"

Buzz!

The Black Dragon Spear fell into his grasp. With a roaring shout, blue light radiated from his body like a divine dragon surging against the tide.

Luo Tianpeng watched, startled as Zhang Ming recklessly charged straight at him.

Luo Tianpeng burst into laughter: "Such a tiny light dares compete with the majesty of the moon? Truly ignorant of your own limits—die!"

But in the next moment...

Luo Tianpeng’s laughter abruptly froze.

He saw Zhang Ming targeting his left foot.

The foot seemed the most powerful, delivering the devastating strike, but only Luo Tianpeng knew the truth. It was merely a facade—the critical weakness of his Tai Shan Crush lay hidden in this seemingly invincible spot.

The most dangerous place often concealed the safest refuge.

No one had ever unearthed his vulnerability, not even after countless battles over countless years.

"How could he know? Impossible! Even Lord Yellow Spring doesn’t know..."

Luo Tianpeng struggled within, gritting his teeth, and stomped his foot down harder.

As long as the third meridian wasn’t struck, he feared nothing.

BANG!

The enormous Black Mountain collided with the spear, like two meteorites colliding in mid-air, unleashing deafening booms.

But...

The expected surge of destructive energy never materialized.

Instead, Zhang Ming’s strike sliced through Luo Tianpeng’s left foot, shattering his defense utterly. The spear pierced straight through his leg, streaks of blood falling like rain, fueling Zhang Ming’s mounting fighting spirit. Laughing wildly, he hoisted Luo Tianpeng aloft with one hand: "Hahahaha, Luo Tianpeng! Your Tai Shan Crush, which claims to be undefeated beneath Lord Yellow Spring, is but a joke!"

Boom!

With a ferocious swing, Zhang Ming cleaved Luo Tianpeng into two.

Just as he was about to annihilate Luo Tianpeng’s primordial spirit.

The two remaining War Gods finally reacted, roaring furiously: "Stop!"

"Zhang Ming, prepare to die!"

These two were Chen Xiao and Ji Lida, attacking simultaneously from left and right.

Outnumbered and overwhelmed.

Zhang Ming fell defense after defense, visibly faltering. Panic gripped his features as he roared: "Master, help me!"

"Master?"

Ji Lida and Chen Xiao paused, startled.

In that moment of distraction.

Xiao Yi sighed lightly: "What a useless pawn, needing my intervention for two mere weaklings?"

Before they could react.

The sky darkened over Ji Lida and Chen Xiao. As they raised their heads, they saw a colossal hand descending from the heavens. With a deafening crash, they were forcibly slammed to the earth, embedding them deeply into the ground beneath.

Almost simultaneously...

From within the Netherworld City came a furious roar: "Who dares cause trouble in my city? Surrender your wretched life..."

PS: Second update, more to come tonight. Xiao Tian continues writing!

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