Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 693 - 692: Descendants of the Human Emperor

A sinister force, without any hint of an aura's fluctuation, silently bloomed from Wang Lin'er's pupils, thread by thread, attempting to invade Chen Pingping's Sea of Consciousness.

She was strong; her realm stood at the level of a Saint King.

Moreover, with her Divine Clan lineage, her bloodline, foundation, and the explosive power of her abilities, if all these aspects were combined, even a late-stage Saint King might not be her match.

In her earlier battle with Zhang Heng, it was because the Vast Sword Qi was exceedingly restraining.

But now, she was facing a youngster of unknown origin.

Wang Lin'er was very confident in her control, believing that he could not possibly resist such a level of possession.

The inn was very peaceful.

The cultivators sitting there, of course, knew what Wang Lin'er was doing; she wanted to possess Chen Pingping and take control of him.

But they didn't dare to make a move easily. They exchanged glances, their expressions solemn. Eventually, all eyes turned to the middle-aged woman and child in the corner.

She kept her head down, busying herself with her food.

Even the drunkard beside her acted as if he saw nothing.

Kid, don't blame us. Your mouth was too loose, and you offended the Goddess.

BANG!

Just then, to everyone's surprise, Chen Pingping, who should have been controlled, suddenly stood up. He clenched his fist and smashed it down fiercely.

Six Tao Reincarnation Fist.

The Power Path was immense, and Tao surged.

Around his fist, black vortexes appeared and disappeared in a flash. This was enough to shock the onlookers.

"What the hell..." Chen Pingping roared angrily. "Do you think you're so great just because you're from the Divine Clan?"

One punch landed, shattering the Goddess's attempt at possession.

After the second punch, her body was violently smashed away.

If nothing unexpected happened, she would have flown hundreds of miles. But how could Chen Pingping let her escape?

His other hand slammed down, grabbing Wang Lin'er's shoulder and hurling her toward the floor.

With a booming sound, power erupted. The whole town shook as the inn's floor developed a deep pit, sending dust flying, permeated with terrifying fluctuations of power.

Everyone was stunned.

He had broken Wang Lin'er's possession attempt.

He had suppressed the Goddess so easily.

An illusion. Yes, it must be an illusion!

No one knew better than them how truly powerful a Goddess of the Divine Clan was.

Even if the Zhang Family's foremost young prodigy made a move, he might not have been able to shake Wang Lin'er. Yet now, she was actually suppressed by a youngster of unknown origin.

With just two punches.

The scene was somewhat quiet, deathly silent.

But what was strange was that Chen Pingping had obviously unleashed tremendous force, forcibly suppressing the Goddess, yet his Dantian remained quiet.

Could it be? Had he not opened his Dantian? Or perhaps, was he a cultivator of Physical Cultivation? Was the force he had just struck with purely Physical Strength?

The cultivators exchanged glances, involuntarily sucking in a sharp breath. Sainthood achieved through the physical body! Damn it, whose kid is this?

"Let's go! The Divine Clan's powerhouses are coming!" The middle-aged woman raised her head, grabbed Chen Pingping by the shoulder, and fled from the town with him.

The dozens of cultivators in the inn also departed.

Obviously, they were a group and had an unusual origin.

Chen Pingping saw it.

But he had just suppressed Wang Lin'er and hadn't done anything else yet. Wait...

He exclaimed, "I haven't even seen her face yet!"

"No need to look. She's naturally seductive to the bone, extremely alluring. If you saw her face, I'm afraid you wouldn't live past three days," the woman whispered.

"..."

Is there really such a thing?

Chen Pingping didn't believe it and asked again, "Who is she?"

The woman answered, "The Goddess."

Chen Pingping: "???"

Clearly, he had just suppressed the Divine Clan's Goddess and attracted the Divine Clan's powerhouses. If they had delayed their departure by even a few more breaths, they might have all been in jeopardy.

Of course, he was not afraid.

"She started it! I, Chen, am in the right!" Chen Pingping cried out, "Wah wah wah, where are you taking me?"

No one responded.

They headed southward. However, as they traveled across this vast region, they never managed to escape the periphery of the Divine Clan's attack range.

Chen Pingping said again, "Senior!"

The woman replied, "My name is Liu."

"Liu what?"

"A single character: Liu."

"Put me down." Chen Pingping had a bad premonition.

As expected...

The destination they were heading to was actually the Mo River.

When he had parted ways with Zhang Ziyu and his group, they had told him about the Mo River's origin.

In ancient times, a Sword Slash from the Human Emperor had condensed Human Emperor Sword Qi to suppress a great evil, thus forming this river.

"Kid, do you want a Great Opportunity?" the drunkard asked.

"Of course!"

"Follow us."

"But... it seems like you're planning to move against the Divine Clan?" he asked, his mouth slightly agape.

No sooner had he uttered these words than the white-robed Scholar behind them slashed out with his sword. However, his Sword Dao was different from ordinary Sword Dao.

There were no spiritual energy fluctuations, no dazzling brilliance.

The Scholar's sword cleaved open the Mo River.

What was most terrifying was that he was a Great Saint Realm powerhouse.

Chen Pingping gasped in shock.

"Our Emperor has three swords: one for Opening Heaven, one for Dawn, and one for Life and Death," the Scholar muttered. He glanced at Chen Pingping, who was being carried by Liu, a sinister smile touching the corners of his lips.

Immediately afterward, the group of several dozen people leaped into the Mo River.

The middle-aged woman, Liu, finally put Chen Pingping down. Her tone was gentle, "You don't need to be afraid. We are also cultivators from the Human Clan."

Chen Pingping sighed and said, "I know."

If you're going to take on the Divine Clan, can you please not drag me into it? he thought. Still, what could a mere dozen or so people possibly achieve? Considering the Divine Clan's deployment and the vast scale of their forces, even powerful Ancient Families like the Zhang Family were being firmly suppressed.

A few minutes later, at the bottom of the immense Mo River, he saw a rusty iron sword.

The sword might have been an ordinary sword in essence, but its size was astounding! It stretched out from there, and he couldn't see its end.

Chen Pingping exclaimed, "Whose sword is this?"

"Human Emperor Sword Qi!" the drunkard replied. "In the past, a Sword Slash from the Human Emperor condensed this Human Emperor Sword Qi to suppress a great god of the Divine Clan. This strand of Sword Qi, condensed and not scattered, eventually took form."

Good heavens!

Chen Pingping's eyes widened. When he extended his Divine Sense, he couldn't perceive anything within the Sword Body. As he instinctively reached out to touch it, an ancient, unadorned power surged towards him.

Frightened, he hastily retreated.

Liu took a few steps forward. "We are descendants of the Lineage of the Human Emperor, once subordinates of the Human Emperor," she said. "This move by the Divine Clan is no small matter. It's a calamity for the Zhang Family, for all of Huangzhou, and indeed for the entire Human Clan. Therefore, the descendants of the Lineage of the Human Emperor will not stand idly by."

"Although we have a heritage, we cannot deploy it because only the inheritor of the Human Emperor God-grid can truly unlock what the Human Emperor left behind."

"For example, this very Human Emperor Sword Qi." She slowly raised her head.

WHOOSH!

Everyone's gaze turned towards Chen Pingping.

"I agree!" His eyes darted about as he nodded vigorously. "I also believe that to activate the Human Emperor Sword Qi, only a new Human Emperor can do it. So... where is your Human Emperor?"

He took a few steps back, preparing to flee.

If I didn't understand the implications after all that nonsense, I might as well be dead, he thought.

He had traveled so far in search of Fate Energy to merge with his Six Tao Emperor Weapons. He hadn't even begun, and now he was caught up in a spectacle rarely seen in ten thousand years.

The Divine Clan was taking action, suppressing the Zhang Family.

Fine! He had only gone to a nearby small town to observe the battle, never expecting to encounter descendants of the Human Emperor's lineage.

Now, this group had dragged him to the Mo River. After their barrage of words, the gist was clear: they had taken a fancy to him, believing he had the potential to become the Human Emperor.

Are you willing to become the Human Emperor? Are you willing to protect the Human Clan? Just nod, and you will have everything. That's what they're getting at, isn't it?

Chen Pingping was annoyed.

What difference was there between this coercion and forcing a woman to perform in a brothel?

Pah!

At least those performing in a brothel earn an income.

If he became the Human Emperor, he figured he'd be exterminated by the Divine Clan the very next day.

It was almost a given. Once a new Human Emperor appeared, the Divine Clan's major figures would undoubtedly make their move. Even those old monsters from the depths of the Ancient City would likely crawl out from the loess.

Just thinking about that scenario was terrifying.