Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor-Chapter 1283 - 1280: Vengeance! (Part 3)

Suddenly!

A gust of cold wind swept in, blowing open the palace gates.

It made an ear-piercing "creak, creak" sound.

Jian Yong, who was furiously attacking, couldn’t help but shiver.

"What’s going on?"

Jian Yong’s excitement was interrupted, and immediately his face was full of anger.

However, when he saw the silhouette of the person walking in, his expression froze on his face.

This devil’s figure he would never forget, not even in death!

"You, you, you aren’t dead already?"

The person was Li Chen!

He didn’t say a word, just a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Li Chen’s Death God-like smile, Jian Yong immediately felt a chill down his spine.

"The immortals of the Heavenly Thunder Sect are here too, you cannot be insolent!"

Li Chen finally spoke, coldly saying: "Don’t worry, each one of you, none can escape, it’s just a matter of time!"

Jian Yong’s back was chilled, without hesitation, he grabbed a maid beside him and flung her towards Li Chen.

Immediately, he rolled on the ground, attempting to escape this place of death.

"Swish!"

Li Chen flicked his finger, releasing a Sword Intent that directly pierced through the maid’s body, slashing towards Jian Yong.

"Pshhh!"

Just as Jian Yong reached the palace gates, he was locked by the Sword Intent and was instantly dismembered by countless blades, blood pouring like waterfalls and staining part of the palace red.

The other maids, seeing this, all kneeled down in unison, begging for their lives.

Li Chen did not bother with them, just waved his hand, signaling them to get lost quickly.

The maids, relieved, fled the palace one after another.

Li Chen sat upright on the throne, silently gazing at the palace entrance.

At this moment, a dozen strong auras suddenly appeared outside the palace.

Li Chen raised his head to look, a wickedly sinister smile spread across his lips.

"Finally, they’ve arrived!"

Even before he finished speaking, a loud shout suddenly came from outside.

"Who dares to trespass into the Royal Palace!"

Before the sound finished, a dozen people rushed in.

The leader was an early-stage Divinity Transformation cultivator, the rest were Nascent Soul, including several at Nascent Soul Late Stage Peak. Two had even touched the threshold of Divinity Transformation, belonging to the half-step Divinity Transformation.

The newcomers were one of the nine Divine Level Elders of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, though he had always been in the sect and had never encountered Li Chen.

Therefore, he did not recognize Li Chen!

"Who are you, and why have you trespassed into the Royal Palace to kill Regent King Jian Yong?"

Li Chen lounged on the throne, raised a cup and took a sip.

"I didn’t just come to kill him, I plan to kill you all too!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Li Chen said this with a smile, and his manner was very casual, as if asking whether you wanted buns or rolls for breakfast.

Mu Ying immediately burst into anger, his voice cold and stern: "Boy, you’re courting death!"

As he spoke, he gestured left and right, ordering: "Get him, capture him!"

Upon Mu Ying’s command, four late-stage Nascent Soul experts stepped forward, surrounding Li Chen.

"Boy, prepare to greet the arrival of the Death God!"

One expert at Nascent Soul Late Stage Peak issued a sinister laugh.

While speaking, he summoned a silver-white long spear.

The spear, like a dragon, instantly broke through the void, attacking Li Chen’s heart’s Life Gate.

The other three followed closely, sealing off three different directions to prevent Li Chen’s escape.

Li Chen still reclined on the throne, showing no intention of dodging.

But the long spear, coming fiercely to take his life, did not pierce Li Chen.

Instead, it stopped abruptly three feet in front of him.

As if it were caught by an invisible large hand, unable to advance a single inch.

The cultivator was hugely shocked, trying to retrieve the spear, but despite employing all his might, he still could not draw it back.

At this moment, a sinister smile emerged again at the corner of Li Chen’s mouth.

"Shouldn’t it be you to greet the arrival of the Death God?"

While speaking, he suddenly thrust his hand towards the opponent’s heart Life Gate.

The Nascent Soul Late Stage Peak cultivator, terrified, quickly abandoned his Divine Weapon and retreated desperately.

He retreated dozens of meters, seeing Li Chen not pursuing, he finally steadied himself, letting out a long breath.

A demon-like technique, fortunately, he ran quickly, otherwise, the consequences were truly unimaginable!

While feeling relieved, suddenly he noticed everyone including Elder Mu Ying, looking at him with very surprised expressions.

Instantly, he was left bewildered.

"What is this about, isn’t it just a momentary oversight leading to temporary defeat, no need for such looks?"

At this moment, a cultivator pointed at him, eyes full of terror, voice trembling: "Senior Brother Du, your heart..."

The cultivator known as Senior Brother Du, paused at the words, instinctively glanced at his chest.

This look didn’t matter, but one glance nearly cost him his life!

His chest was actually empty.

The heart and Dantian, all disappeared without a trace.

He instinctively looked up, only to see Li Chen holding a fresh heart, still twitching.

It was then he finally understood why Li Chen didn’t pursue — because he had already fallen into the trap!

Li Chen toyed with the fresh heart, looking up at him, smiling as he asked: "Are you ready to meet the Death God?"

As he spoke, he raised the hand holding the heart, his fingers beginning to tighten.

Senior Brother Du, full of terror, shouted hysterically: "No..."

"Pshhh!"

The heart was crushed mid-air, the Nascent Soul inside perished consequently.

The vitality in Senior Brother Du’s eyes dissipated instantly, his tall body convulsed violently, then collapsed with a crash.

"Hiss!"

Witnessing such a horrifying scene, everyone present couldn’t help but suck in a breath.

To know, their Senior Brother Du was a Nascent Soul Late Stage Peak cultivator, just one opportunity short of breaking through the bottleneck to half-step Divinity Transformation.

No one expected such a powerful expert to be killed single-handedly by the opponent.

Moreover, he died very humiliatingly!

Mu Ying was also enraged, his eyes ferocious, shouting sternly: "Boy, how dare you!"

"All together, kill him!"

This time, they did not hold back, except for Mu Ying who considered himself a Divinity Transformation True Monarch and disdained to act, all the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators attacked together.

They who could gain enlightenment to Nascent Soul, naturally were ones who survived through Mountains of Corpses and Seas of Blood, each of them battle-hardened.

Even a Fierce Tiger hunts a rabbit with full strength.

Moreover, the opponent’s methods were extremely demon-like!

Therefore, none of them held back, they all summoned their strongest Magical Treasures, using their strongest Cultivation Techniques.

Eight immortals cross the sea, each showing their divine skills.

Various flames, Wind Blades, lightning, boulders, hurricanes, Thunderstorms, even puppets, all surged towards Li Chen in an instant.