Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 753 - 752: One Person, One Coffin
The two succinct words felt like Mount Tai pressing down on the hearts of all the Human Clan cultivators. They were left breathless, their bodies trembling, a deep sense of humiliation enveloping them.
Yet no one made a sound.
The young member of the Divine Clan sneered contemptuously, not bothering to conceal his mockery.
But in the next moment, Chen Pingping, who was carrying the coffin, suddenly made his move. His large hand reached out, disregarding time and space, and appeared behind the young member of the Divine Clan instantly.
He struck with a fierce slap.
The young member of the Divine Clan had no time to react as his body was heavily forced downward.
He showed a furious expression, his body bursting with Divine Brilliance as he tried to resist the large hand. However... this hand, as if belonging to a Great Emperor or a Boundary Monument from high in the heavens, possessed the Power of Immortality, firmly pressing down on his body.
In just a few breaths, his entire form smashed into the ground, stirring up dust for hundreds of miles.
Everyone was stunned.
By the time the hand dissipated, they saw clearly that the young member of the Divine Clan was pinned to the ground, kneeling.
Suddenly, the entire scene became quiet.
Just a moment ago, this young member of the Divine Clan had been arrogantly clamoring, looking down on Chen Pingping, demanding that Chen Pingping kneel before the Divine Clan, his face filled with various mocking expressions.
However, in the next moment, Chen Pingping took direct action. The dynamic changed drastically, pressing the young member of the Divine Clan to kneel there.
It was too direct.
This wasn't like dealing with the Wu Family!
But on second thought, if Chen Pingping could slay Wu Yanchang and an Emperor Realm Ancestor of the Wu Family, why would he fear the Divine Clan?
Thinking of this, the Human Clan cultivators behind him began to get excited, holding their breath.
"You..." The young Divine Clan talent was furious. He attempted to rise, his body erupting with killing intent...
Unfortunately, although the large hand had dispersed, the suppressive force had not yet ceased.
Chen Pingping, carrying the coffin, stepped forward and spoke lightly, "You want me to kneel?"
"You're seeking death!" The young Divine Clan talent roared, his handsome face contorting hideously. He could not believe that the Human Clan youth before him would truly dare to take action.
To suppress him like this in front of the entire Divine Clan, making him kneel here!
Damn it!
Enraged, he began to burn his very essence to the utmost.
But how could Chen Pingping's suppression be shaken by him?
Standing strong at the fifth layer of the Saint King Realm, he had improved in all aspects. His Physical Cultivation far surpassed that of the Wu Family. His physical body had achieved Sainthood and was dozens, even hundreds of times stronger.
It was understandable, as he also practiced Physical Cultivation.
Not only that, but he also cultivated Sword Dao and Divine Skills.
Every inch of his flesh and blood was filled with surging Life Essence. His Dantian was rootless and boundless, without end; once activated, it could unleash infinite power.
His bloodline, bones, skin, and hair were all like this.
The spirit in his Sea of Consciousness was almost materialized.
Through the cultivation rewards granted by the system, he had slowly accumulated power. Ultimately... this manifested in the later stages, granting him remarkable enhancements.
This enhancement was far beyond just his realm.
Therefore, although Chen Pingping was only at the fifth layer of the Saint King Realm, the combat power he could unleash could likely slay even those in the Great Saint Realm with ease.
Coupled with his own foundation, the coffin, the Six Tao Emperor Weapon, the Six Tao of Reincarnation Skill, and various Sword Dao Divine Skills, slaying a Quasi-Emperor Realm expert would pose no problem at all if he went all out.
A mere young member of the Divine Clan, provoking me like this, even demanding that I kneel.
If I don't suppress him, who should I suppress?
So brazen and domineering! Do they really think my Human Clan has no one capable?
SMACK!
Chen Pingping slapped him, his strength as weighty as a mountain. On the surface, it merely left a five-fingered red mark on the young Divine Clansman's face.
But in reality, the force of that slap permeated his body, firmly suppressing the circulation of the young Divine Clansman's bloodline.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling a deep humiliation. Flames of fury seemed to leap from his eyes as he stared fixedly at Chen Pingping.
"You are no match for me!" Chen Pingping said contemptuously. "Kneel here and repent to my Human Clan!" With that, he walked past.
Behind him, there was silence.
The Divine Clansmen before him, however, revealed angry expressions.
Wang Lin'er was the only one who wasn't angry. On the contrary... she felt that this fellow before her had changed since their last encounter, seemingly having become even stronger!
"Divine Clan..." Chen Pingping slowly opened his eyes, his voice very soft. "Leave the Human Clan's territory, and I will spare your lives. Otherwise... this land will be your burial ground."
One man, one coffin.
His tone was gentle, yet he spoke the most domineering of words.
At this moment, all the Human Clan cultivators present felt their blood boil. Looking at Chen Pingping's figure, they felt as if they were seeing the Human Emperors of the past.
Those majestic figures had also once battled the Divine Clan, standing before all of the Human Clan, facing the torrent alone, and quelling periods of dark turmoil.
Unfortunately, the Human Emperors of old were long gone. They had either fallen in battle, or died tragically in some unknown corner of the world.
The few Human Emperors who still lived were now in their twilight years, their vitality depleted. They no longer protected the Human Clan—examples being the Emperor Realm ancestors of the Wu Family.
This was a desolate state of affairs.
With the Human Clan having no more Great Emperors, the Divine Clan acted wantonly, attempting to initiate an era of dark turmoil. They intended to harvest the mortal realm.
"Who are you?" an Elder from the Divine Clan asked.
"Chen Pingping."
"Never heard of you," the Elder sneered. "You have a lot of nerve. A mere Saint King Realm cultivator daring to face our Divine Clan alone? You should know, even your Great Emperors wouldn't dare to be so arrogant."
"Will you retreat or not?" Chen Pingping's gaze was piercing; he had no desire to waste any more words with them.
Time was of the essence.
If the Divine Clan refused to retreat, he would have to take action.
But it seemed the Divine Clan had no intention of retreating. Perhaps his display of power was insufficient to deter them.
Hundreds of Divine Clan experts stared at him coldly. Where did a mere Saint King get such courage and confidence to think he could repel the Divine Clan alone?
This was not to mention they had their Goddess present, as well as the leader of the Divine Clan, Yun Lian.
From the ranks of their Elders alone, more than a dozen had come. Each one was exceedingly powerful, possessing terrifying combat strength. If they were to unleash their full might, even a Human Emperor would struggle to deal with them quickly.
Of course, their Divine Clan Leader, Yun Lian, was also a fearsome existence, having faced a Human Emperor in ages past.
The atmosphere of the scene grew increasingly oppressive. Everyone could feel the rampant killing intent permeating the air; it was terrifying.
Zhang Ziyu, who had just hurried over, witnessed this scene and cursed inwardly. He nearly fled for his life, but then he saw Chen Pingping remained so calm.
He gritted his teeth and strode forward, "The Human Sword Immortal is here."
His figure was tall and slender, his face handsome, like that of an exiled immortal. An astonishing Sword Intent flickered faintly within him, truly intimidating.
「Not long after.」
Wen Qingshan also stepped forward. "When the Void Body emerges, it is destined to suppress all enemies."
"Brother Pingping is here! Kill!" Yue Wuxia appeared, leading a little girl.
"Pingping's daughter is here too..." The little girl blinked her eyes. "Humph, humph..."
Everyone: "..."
Zhang Ziyu taking action was understandable; after all, he was the Sword Immortal's Successor, a Son of Fate Energy.
Wen Qingshan's participation was also understandable. As the possessor of the Void Body, an Ancient Divine Body of the Human Clan, he would have no problem fighting the Divine Clan.
But Yue Wuxia... well, this girl had once suppressed a branch of the Wu Family, killing many. Her strength was evident to all. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
But that little girl? She was actually Chen Pingping's daughter?
"Will you retreat or not?" Chen Pingping spoke again, his entire demeanor changing. A chilling aura burst forth, and the Power of Six Tao Reincarnation spread out menacingly.
The man and his coffin continued to advance.
BANG!
Before the Divine Clan could respond, he opened a corner of the coffin.
However, at this very moment, following the fracturing of the Vermilion Bird Land, the Azure Dragon Land also began to break apart. With a thunderous boom, a colossal dragon burst forth from deep within the earth, emitting a Sound of Dragon's Roar that shook most of Huangzhou.
Immediately afterward, the entirety of Huangzhou began to tremble as a terrifying power erupted from deep within the earth...
All cultivators in Huangzhou felt themselves suffocating.
The Four Symbols Array was about to break!
The Human Clan members still watching the battle also gasped, their faces turning as pale as snow. "How could it be happening so quickly?"
