Nine Nether Dragon Emperor-Chapter 388: Ye Qingqing, the Scourge of the Nation!

The massive hand that could easily tear through the void arrived before Ning Xuan in an instant, stopping only a few inches from his neck. Yet, those few inches had become an insurmountable chasm. No matter how the attacker pushed forward, the hand remained at the exact same distance from Ning Xuan's neck. It was as if Ning Xuan wasn't standing before him but was separated by vast stretches of time and space.

In Ning Xuan's eyes, his assailant was not a hulking brute but a tottering toddler. That was why he could prevail so effortlessly.

The so-called experts from the Seven Great Families appeared different to him than they did to the Hundred Families' Seven Saints. In the eyes of the Seven Saints, their opponents were the rulers of this world. No matter how powerful the Saints were, they could never break free, making victory impossible. In Ning Xuan's eyes, however, they were nothing more than a motley crew, mere clay chickens and ceramic dogs.

In other words, the so-called Seven Great Families were just an illusion. Their true opponent was the nightmare dwelling within their own hearts.

Ignoring their roars and techniques, Ning Xuan simply looked up at the sky.

The Hundred Families' Seven Saints followed his gaze and were all shocked. Of the seven suns that had hung in the sky, only five remained.

"What… what is going on?!"

"Is this the power of a god?"

"Fighting a battle while simultaneously erasing the suns from the sky… this…"

Hearing the voices around him, Ning Xuan sighed and reminded them, "Don't you understand yet?"

"Understand what?"

"That they represent the Seven Great Families? Nonsense. They represent the seven suns! In your hearts, the Seven Great Families are untouchable gods, impossible to defeat. So, while you have the courage to strike at them, the fear in your hearts ensures you can never truly win."

BOOM!

Ning Xuan's words struck them like the evening drum and morning bell, exploding in the minds of the seven.

"There are no gods here! I am not one, and neither are they! Once you shatter the gods within your own hearts, they will all become nothing more than clay chickens and ceramic dogs!"

After speaking, Ning Xuan snapped his fingers.

Instantly, the dozen or so terrifying experts and their strange beasts disintegrated into ash and vanished. Darkness descended upon the world.

"My apologies, I forgot to leave one."

"Ah, it seems it can't be revived!"

"No matter. I'll just create a new one."

In the darkness, the Hundred Families' Seven Saints heard Ning Xuan's voice.

The next moment, light returned.

Ning Xuan had created a sun.

The Hundred Families' Seven Saints stared dumbfounded at Ning Xuan.

"Stop looking at me. I'm leaving. Go and shatter the gods in your hearts," Ning Xuan said. With one hand, he lifted the Heavenly Sacrifice Cauldron and leaped down.

BOOM!

A crack opened in the void, and Ning Xuan disappeared from sight.

The Hundred Families' Seven Saints looked out and once again saw the beings Ning Xuan had just erased. High above, seven suns blazed in the sky.

"I shall be the first in this God-Shattering War!" the most hot-tempered of the elders roared like thunder as he charged forward.

The great battle erupted at once.

The remaining Six Saints paid him no mind, instead staring in a daze at the spot where Ning Xuan had vanished.

Meanwhile, Ning Xuan, having torn through the void, found himself back in the passage of time and space. It was as if his previous experience had been nothing but a fleeting dream.

Yet, with a single thought, he became aware of a new item in his consciousness: a formless mass of shrouded Chaos. Still, Ning Xuan knew instantly what it was.

It was the Heavenly Sacrifice Cauldron. To be precise, it was the peerless treasure he had gained from this fortuitous encounter. It was like molten lead, its final shape entirely dependent on its owner's will to mold it. It had appeared as a cauldron before only because the vision Ning Xuan saw made him subconsciously believe a cauldron should appear, thus leading to the manifestation of the Heavenly Sacrifice Cauldron.

However, this gave rise to a new problem. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Wait, if the Heavenly Sacrifice Cauldron appeared because of me, that means it was always there. But how did this thing come to exist in the first place?

Ning Xuan was baffled.

A gift from Luo Tianyi? Yeah, right. She'd never be that kind! Especially since this thing's value is immeasurable! Forget Divine Crystals, not even a mountain of the highest-grade Holy Crystals could compare to a fraction of its worth!

Whatever. It's a good thing, anyway!

Ning Xuan wasn't about to trouble himself with such questions. He immediately sat cross-legged in the time-space passage and began to ponder how to shape this wondrous artifact.

After an unknown amount of time, the voices of four women suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Ning Xuan, you bastard! If you don't come soon, I'm going to die here!"

"Master, where are you? I'm so sorry!"

"Master, hurry and save me!"

"When I was born, you were not yet born. When you were born, I was already old... Ning Xuan, if there is a next life, I won't care what the world thinks. I'll definitely sleep with you first thing!"

"Damn it!"

Ning Xuan shot to his feet inside the time-space passage. He looked around, but there was no one else there.

"I clearly heard my senior sisters' voices just now. What's going on?" Ning Xuan muttered. Though he was fully conscious, the voices and the words he'd heard remained incredibly clear. This was definitely not his imagination. "That's it! They must be nearby!"

As he muttered, he stretched out his hand, and a massive hammer appeared instantly.

BAM!

He swung the hammer down fiercely. Unable to withstand the blow, the time-space passage shattered violently.

The next moment, Ning Xuan streaked across the sky like a meteor.

BOOM!

He crashed into a sapphire-blue lake, sending colossal waves surging into the air.

"AAH!!"

A woman's cry of alarm rang out. Ning Xuan glanced over and caught a flash of pale flesh in the water.

"My apologies!" he called out politely before vanishing.

By the lakeside, two stunningly beautiful women were washed ashore. As the great waves crashed over them, they curled into a ball, their graceful bodies twisting like two mermaids.

"Master, I think I heard a man's voice just now!" the younger woman said, clutching her shoulders with her delicate, pale hands. She looked around as if facing a great enemy.

"Mm," the woman addressed as Master responded. She stood up unabashedly, her stunning figure exposed to the air as she began to dress herself with graceful elegance.

Her disciple stared blankly for a moment before reacting, leaping up like a startled rabbit and shouting indignantly, "Ye Qingqing, did you hear me?! A man! There was a man just now!!"

"I know. Cheng Dabao, why are you making such a fuss? Your master isn't deaf," said the woman named Ye Qingqing. She had already changed into a long, cyan dress and was now gazing at a bronze mirror floating in the air before her, meticulously arranging her hair and makeup.

"AARGH! I'm so angry! So angry! Ye Qingqing, you stay right here and don't move! I'm going to go gouge out that dog-man's eyeballs, rip out his tongue, and chop off his hands! I'll be right back to get you!"

The breathtakingly beautiful yet plainly named young disciple left these words behind and vanished in an instant.

A full Hour passed.

Finally finished with her preparations, Ye Qingqing admired herself in the bronze mirror and murmured to herself.

Ye Qingqing, Ye Qingqing, with a beauty that can topple nations, aren't you afraid of angering every other woman in the world to death?