Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 671 - 680: The Great Formation of Malevolent Qi (48 Updates!)

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When Ao Hongchen took the lead to attack, the two great warriors on the opposite side charged crazily towards Ye Fei and Mo Xing.

Ye Fei sneered viciously, his body flashed, as quick as a bolted rabbit, the opposing warrior couldn't lock onto his figure at all. Immediately after, the warrior's body was thrown back, both hands clutching his throat, blood spurting wildly.

As for Mo Xing, who was devoid of Spiritual Power, he was still a formidable force at the peak of Tribulation Transcending. Merely with his physical strength, even those at the Golden Core Stage were no match for him.

With a thunderous crash, Mo Xing threw a punch, smashing it onto the fist of the man charging at him.

Crack crack, the crisp sound of breaking bones, the opponent's fist had been completely shattered. Mo Xing smiled grimly, placing his hands directly on his neck and fiercely twisted.

All three great warriors were killed in battle. From then on, corpses littered the floor inside the castle of Sicily Island, leaving only Pete, the legendary godfather, within the castle.

After the death of the three great warriors, Ye Ling appeared. His eyes were cold and sharp, and the tip of the Primal Sword Embryo in his hand dripped with fresh blood, falling to the ground.

In Sicily Island, there were still more than a dozen strongmen buried, all at the Early Stage of Golden Core. They were wiped out by Ye Ling with one sword strike each.

Inside the entire castle, the smell of blood was overwhelming, the old castle's doors were tightly shut. Ye Ling walked up and pushed open the grand doors.

Creak, a ray of sunlight shone into the castle, where an old man with a walking cane sat on a chair, his face full of wrinkles but exuding an extraordinary aura.

Pete, the most revered figure in the hearts of all Sicilian Mafia, the most dreadful godfather in history.

"I underestimated the Dragon Gate, and I underestimated Wang Tianhao. I didn't expect him to find such an excellent master for the Dragon Gate. I respect him."

Pete stood up, his body trembling slightly, "It seems that everyone on Sicily Island is dead. I suppose my vendetta with Wang Tianhao should also come to an end."

"I respect him because he is a mighty figure. I envy him because his ability is stronger than mine. At least, he has found the best successor, while I have not."

"In this world, every empire has its time to fall. The sun in the east also has its time to set in the west, and perhaps today is the sunset for me, Pete."

"Come, young man, with your sword, pierce through my chest and take revenge for Wang Tianhao!"

Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged as he walked to Pete's side. Looking at the old man without the strength to fight back, he felt no pity, for there must be something detestable in those who are pitied.

"You must die, to apologize to Elder Wang. So it goes, the legend of Sicily Island ends here!"

Swish, the sword flashed, Pete's head tumbled to the ground, thudding and rolling at Ye Ling's feet. Ye Ling picked up Pete's head, his face expressionless as he walked out.

Outside the castle, out of the 108 Dragon Guards, only less than eighty remained, with Cao Hong having been shot at least four times, his injuries serious.

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Mo Xing, Ye Fei, and Ao Hongchen, the three great powerhouses, all covered in bloodstains, their presence was overwhelming.

Ye Ling entered the castle, his gaze sweeping over everyone. Suddenly, he raised his hand, lifting the head with closed eyes in his hand. This old man, who once called the wind and summoned the rain, now dead beneath Ye Ling's sword.

"Vengeance is served!"

One by one, the Dragon Guards were overcome with emotion, as Ye Ling suddenly knelt to the ground, and everyone else followed suit, kneeling down.

"Elder Wang! I have taken revenge for you, may your spirit rest in peace!"

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Ye Ling roared in a frenzy, and with a crack, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, as if Wang Tianhao was responding to Ye Ling. Drops of rain the size of beans began to fall from the heavens to the ground.

Three days later, Ye Ling had arranged all of Dragon Gate's affairs and returned, making his way back to Donghai City, where he had to be cautious, wary of sneak attacks from the Divine Temple and Xuantian Palace.

The Ye Ling who returned home was sullen for three full days, still brooding over Elder Wang's death, or perhaps he felt that he had failed to protect him properly.

On the fourth day, Ye Ling collected his emotions and went out to meet Mo Zidao at the government office with Mo Siqing.

The two drove to the front of the government building, where Ye Ling suddenly furrowed his brow while Mo Siqing noticed this subtle expression.

"What's wrong, husband? Is something the matter?"

Mo Siqing's heart skipped a beat, fearing that something had happened again, but Ye Ling shook his head, "It's not a big deal, but someone is targeting uncle."

Mo Siqing was startled, someone was targeting Mo Zidao? Who would dare to make a move on the second-generation leader of the Mo Family while Elder Mo was still alive? That was tantamount to suicide.

"This is a malicious Great Formation, didn't you notice that the barrier blocking the driveway has turned to glass? And that glass is positioned right in front of uncle's office."

"The entrance is a place prone to gathering malevolent energy, and now, the glass has concentrated all that energy together and reflected it onto uncle."

"Someone did this on purpose. Although I can see what it is, I can only solve it by force. Let's first find out who set this up, I'm calling Tianhao now."

"Ha, playing with Formations? Tianhao is now at the level of our ancestors; ordinary people are nothing compared to him."

Ye Ling shook his head disdainfully, Li Tianhao had become formidable, having found some of his sect's rare books, all left by that old fox Li Chunfeng.

The fact that he had obtained treasures from the patriarch excited him beyond measure, and he delved into research day and night.

And do not even mention it, his Cultivation might not have increased, but now his expertise in Qimen Dunjia and geomantic omen was so profound that he could be called a Grandmaster. In all of Huaxia, it was hard to find anyone who could match him.

Mo Siqing nodded, they would first go find Mo Zidao and then figure out who replaced the glass, which should lead them to the perpetrator.

"Whoever dares to touch my Mo Family's people, no matter who they are, husband, help me kill him."

Mo Siqing seethed, and Ye Ling was instantly taken aback, thinking his wife would have some harsh words, but instead, she blurted out something that left him stunned.

Well, anyway, a man's job is to solve problems for his woman, and this fell right into his line of service.

Inside Mo Zidao's office, he had just finished a meeting and sat down when Mo Siqing and Ye Ling pushed the door open and entered.

"Uncle, it's been a long time, I've missed you!"

Mo Siqing immediately jumped to Mo Zidao's side, grabbing his arm and laughing, her relationship with Mo Zidao was really good, almost like that of a father and daughter.

"Si Qing, you should've let me know you were coming. Don't leave today, we'll go out to eat. Oh right, your sister-in-law is pregnant, I was just about to call you and Ye Ling to celebrate," Mo Zidao said with a smile. Ye Ling was taken aback, heh, this guy, Li Ke being pregnant and not mentioning it was quite secretive.