Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor-Chapter 1163 - 1160: The Girl Ling’er!

Among the towering mountains and forests, there were more than a dozen figures, all of them wearing expressions of mourning as if they had lost their parents.

They stayed in small groups under the shade of the trees, panting heavily.

Among them, several had tattered clothing, their bodies covered in blood, and through the wounds, faintly visible were bones, making it a shocking sight.

In their midst, there was a young lady in her twenties, wearing a skirt with a delicate face.

The girl’s appearance was beautiful, her skin fair, and her exquisite face seemed like a porcelain doll carved from jade.

Logically, at such a youthful age, the girl should have a bright and sunny smile on her face.

Yet her delicate little face was full of sadness, and tears shone faintly at the corners of her eyes.

Feeling the girl’s body trembling slightly, the closest man with a long face turned to her, comforting, "Miss Ling’er, don’t worry. We will fight to the death to take you to the Second Elder of Spiritual Spring Mountain and avenge this massacre!"

The girl called Miss Ling’er was named Ji Lingling, a direct granddaughter of the Ji Family in Tianyang City.

She was intelligent, pretty, and lovable, and had been cherished by her family since childhood, always the center of attention.

But all this happiness was shattered by an unexpected calamity.

Upon hearing the long-faced man’s words, Ji Lingling could no longer control herself, and tears started to pour down.

"It’s all because of me. If it weren’t for me, Grandpa wouldn’t have died, Aunt and Qiann’er wouldn’t have died either..."

The other people also had expressions of silence, having watched their relatives being killed and friends dying under the enemies’ blades. The man clenched his fists, his eyes red, filled with flames of hatred.

"Miss, don’t worry. Second Elder has been promoted to Elder at the Spiritual Spring Sect. With his abilities, he will undoubtedly avenge the Ji Family, and those demons shall pay in blood!"

Before the words were finished, a chilling laugh suddenly echoed in the empty forest.

"Haha, don’t think about revenge. Today, none of you will escape..."

With that ghostly voice landing, suddenly emerged a group of people surrounding them, numbering forty to fifty. In their hawk-like eyes, there was a bloodthirsty cold light.

From the crowd, a handsome young man walked out, looking lustfully at Ji Lingling, licking his lips as he said, "Miss Ling’er, today, no matter what, you won’t escape from my palm. Besides, for me to fancy you, it’s your fortune, and your Ji Family should be grateful, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

Seeing this youth, the people beside Ji Lingling almost burst into flames from their eyes, wishing they could devour his flesh.

This is the culprit behind the Ji Family’s massacre: the Young Master of Tianyang City Lord Mansion, Pu Yanqing!

"Pu Yanqing, our Ji Family has always stayed out of the way of your City Lord Manor, why are you so ruthless, slaughtering my family and still want to wipe them out!"

Pu Yanqing swung his folding fan, sneering coldly.

"Your Ji Family wouldn’t heed advice, and annihilating your family was just a minor punishment. If you continue to be obstinate, I assure you’ll find no peace in life or in death!"

"Pu Yanqing, you bully too much. Today, even if it costs my life, I will kill you to avenge my parents!"

Before Pu Yanqing finished speaking, a young man from Ji’s side rushed out, his eyes bloodshot, like a beast, lunging forward. His sword like lightning, thrusting toward Pu Yanqing’s chest Life Gate.

However, before the blade reached Pu Yanqing, only a crisp sound of snapping was heard.

Immediately, the young man let out a shrill scream, his whole body like a broken kite, flying backward.

Until slammed against a thousand-year-old tree, only then did he tumble down.

Before he could crawl back up, he suddenly felt sweetness in his throat, and blood spurted out, misting in mid-air.

Looking down, he saw his chest had collapsed, revealing a gaping bloody hole, alarming and shocking.

"Trash!"

Pu Yanqing twisted his ankle, spat a mouthful of saliva on the ground, "Get them!"

"Third Brother, you protect Miss Ling’er and leave first, I’ll lead people to block these bastards!"

The man pushed Ji Lingling to Third Brother’s side, leading others to confront Pu Yanqing.

"No, I won’t leave. I have already killed Grandpa, I can’t let you die too..."

Not waiting for Ji Lingling to finish, Third Brother gripped her arm, almost dragging her as they ran.

Ji Lingling took one last look back, watching the Ji Family guards fall one by one.

Knowing they had only a dozen or so people while the City Lord’s side had over fifty, their combined strength overwhelming them.

With only one encounter, the Ji family was crushed. Flesh flew, amid relentless screams.

In just a few short breaths, no one remained standing from Ji’s side.

In a few clashes, more than half of them were dead, the rest gravely injured, rendered powerless, sprawled in the blood pool like dying dogs, barely breathing.

The man beside Ji Lingling suffered worse, having hands and feet severed by Pu Yanqing.

Even so, he still wished to struggle to stand.

Despite trying his utmost, he couldn’t succeed.

Seeing this, Pu Yanqing with a cruel grin walked up, stomping on the man’s chest, grinding fiercely.

"Weren’t you going to kill me earlier? I am right here, stand up and kill me, kill me!"

Pu Yanqing, both cruel and arrogant, laughed loudly.

The man, wide-eyed with rage, used his last bit of strength, opened his bloody mouth, cursed.

"Pu Yanqing, you and your City Lord Manor will die miserably, die miserably!"

As he spoke, he spat blood all over Pu Yanqing.

Enraged by the curse before death, Pu Yanqing crushed the man’s chest, shattering his Dantian, annihilating him.

The man died, his eyes still wide open, clearly with unfinished grievances!

Pu Yanqing still felt unsatisfied, grabbed a shimmering vigorous blade, and like slicing a watermelon, chopped the man’s head.

"Crunch!"

The brain splattered, blood everywhere, nauseating!

"Kill them all, chop them into pieces, feed them to the dogs, leave none alive!"

With a command, a dozen people ceased breathing entirely.

After slaughtering Ji Family guards, Pu Yanqing’s hawk-like eyes sinisterly shifted towards Ji Lingling’s escape path, his lips forming a cold, sinister smile.

Then, hands open, he clasped them together tight, making crisp sounds.

"Haha, Ling’er my dear. I told you, you won’t escape from my palm..."