The Peerless Emperor-Chapter 1274 - 1275: Sacrifice

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On both sides, Han Xin looked calm as usual, and Yang Jian's gaze was steady, not making any move to interfere, just keeping a close watch on Yang Huanguang and the minister to guard against any sudden actions.

The Emperor is occupied, what a joke.

"Foolish!" An angry shout came from Lin Qian's mouth, and purple-golden light flickered in his pupils.

The Emperor's eye!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, terrifying soul power in his sea of consciousness transformed into a monstrous wave, sweeping towards Yang Huanwen's soul blade.

The giant wave instantly enveloped the blade, rolling forward and crushing it to pieces in an instant.

Yang Huanwen of Seventh Level Entering Dao Realm, the soul attack of the Great Emperor of Daojiang Country, under Lin Qian's onslaught of soul waves, was utterly defeated, weakened and feeble.

Just a touch, and it disintegrated completely.

After the soul wave crushed the blade, it turned into two sword glints, emerging from the Emperor's eye.

The two sword glints split into two, turning into four soul sword glints piercing into the opponent's pupils, entering their sea of consciousness.

Lin Qian's body moved, suddenly extending his hand to grasp the sword's blade with bare hands.

The divine light sword formed from Yang Huanwen's full force attack was firmly gripped by Lin Qian's bare hand, completely immobilized.

On the other side, Lin Qian's Elemental Weapon Armament, the Emperor Sword appeared in his hand, with Emperor soul energy condensing the blade.

Imperial will and emperor's awe instantly emerged into the world, domineering and unmatched, supreme and unparalleled.

This oppressive force appeared, not just suppressing Yang Huanwen, but even terrifying Yang Huanguang and the minister.

"Impossible, you..." Yang Huanwen was flustered, this youth in Enlightenment Realm suddenly transformed into the ruler of heaven and earth, unparalleled and unbelievably noble.

While he was insignificant, unable to compete, with no qualification to compare.

Golden sword light appeared before his eyes, the crisis of death awakening Yang Huanwen from his bewildered mind, hurriedly retreating backwards.

Yet, he was still struck by Lin Qian's sword on his right arm.

The power contained in the golden sword light made Yang Huanwen unable to resist, only abandoning one arm and retreating hastily.

When he returned to Yang Huanguang and the minister's side, his entire right arm was severed at the shoulder, blood gushing from the wound like a spring, with purple mist permeating above it.

That was blood energy, purple blood energy, also marking his identity.

Netherworld Clan, life from other Chaos Universe civilizations, under the spread of blood energy, his wound gradually stopped bleeding.

At this moment, Yang Huanwen looked up, his face pale, Lin Qian's soul attack extremely powerful, causing heavy damage to his sea of consciousness.

As he looked up, he also saw Lin Qian holding the battle sword condensed from his Four-Eyed Spirit light with bare hands.

As his gaze projected over, Lin Qian showed disdain on his face and suddenly exerted force...

Crack!

Yang Huanwen stared with four eyes, incredulous.

His battle sword condensed from divine light was crushed to pieces by the opponent's bare hands!

How terrible a physical body must it take to achieve this.

Moreover, his soul attack was easily dismantled by the opponent and fiercely counterattacked back.

With a flick, the fragments of the battle sword were casually thrown down, allowed to disintegrate into soul energy, Elemental Weapon Armament undone.

"Seventh Level Entering Dao Realm? Your Netherworld Clan's strength is just that, I'm truly disappointed," Lin Qian said indifferently, with hands behind his back, his expression was one of loneliness, "Perhaps in your Netherworld Clan, your Four-Eyed Spirit Clan can't stand out much either?"

Lin Qian's words made Yang Huanwen's face look increasingly grim, wanting to refute but unable to find the words.

He had just been defeated, truly defeated, how could he begin to argue?

Yang Huanguang and the minister beside him were equally incredulous.

Originally they thought, Yang Huanwen suddenly launched an assault, Lin Qian's two men remained motionless, simply foolish.

Now it seemed, the foolish ones were the two of them.

This Enlightenment Realm Human Clan was unexpectedly strong.

Yang Huanwen made a full force attack, striking fiercely, yet couldn't kill him. Instead, he suffered heavy injuries and lost an arm.

If someone had told them before, a Ninth Level Enlightenment Realm Human Clan, with a single sword, severed Yang Huanwen's arm, they would have surely deemed it nonsense.

Now this fact was in front of them, impossible to ignore.

"Majesty, should we capture them alive?" Suddenly, Han Xin beside them respectfully asked Lin Qian's opinion.

Lin Qian, with hands behind his back, calmly stared at the three before him, after a slight contemplation: "We can try, maybe we can gather some information from them. Unfortunately, the truth potion is useless at their Realm."

Meanwhile, Yang Huanwen and his companions felt humiliated upon hearing Lin Qian's words.

"Still underestimated them, it's really a pity," the minister sudden said, looking at Yang Huanwen, "these years assisting you were indeed memorable days, worth recalling."

"Wait, you couldn't possibly..." The minister suddenly said, seeing his demeanor, Yang Huanwen's expression changed, "No, we should retreat for now, there's still a chance."

"No, this person is arrogant, this rare opportunity must not be missed, let him fall into a dangerous situation." The minister shook his head, looking at Lin Qian, "Lost an opportunity now, it will be hard to have again in the future."

As he spoke, the minister's gaze of eight eyes within four eyes was filled with resolve, ready to face death. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The expression and words of this Eight-Eyed Divine Race minister intrigued Lin Qian: "What? Want to sacrifice yourself and take me down with you?"

"No, I know I'm incapable of that. Your talent is extraordinary, unmatched by ordinary people, able to sever the Majesty's arm with a single sword, showing your combat strength is far from simple as indicated by your Realm."

"I cannot take you down with me, but my life can create the present opportunity to kill you."

"You are too formidable; once you grow, it's feared to be a nightmare for the Netherworld Clan, possibly changing the Chaos Universe's layout."

"My life exchanged for yours is a worthwhile sacrifice."

In the next moment, within the minister's four eyes, eight pupils suddenly flashed black, collapsing to form a distorted opening, swallowing his body in.

The minister's sudden death came unexpectedly, catching everyone off guard, leaving no one able to predict it.

Even Lin Qian was surprised by the minister's abrupt demise.

Yang Huanwen beside, with a sorrowful face, threw a Pill into his mouth, its power erupted, shouting painfully out loud, regrowing his severed arm.

In their Realm, with medicinal power, limb regeneration is not a problem, although the cost is considerable.

Yet, Yang Huanwen's four eyes were now red, staring at Lin Qian: "Even though your strength is exceptional, today you will not escape death."

"Because you are only three people!"