Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 773 - 782: Revenge Must Be Taken!

In mid-air, the gaunt figure was like the only true god in existence between heaven and earth, capturing the eyeballs of everyone present.

"What! Impossible, how could you possibly recover your cultivation, and this cultivation…"

Maharya was completely stunned. The guy in mid-air was the exact Eastern kid whom he himself had crippled with the Extinguish Immortal Finger, but how could he have recovered his cultivation?

It was impossible, it simply defied everything he knew. A person afflicted with the Extinguish Immortal Finger couldn't possibly survive.

"Ye Ling! How could you possibly appear, no! This is absolutely impossible, who on earth are you!"

The Hall Master of the Divines Hall roared in madness, his eyes also filled with disbelief. What kind of joke was this? The crippled ancient Divine Spirit took action personally and yet he survived?

Ye Ling in the sky, looked around, smiled slightly, and shook his head, "Old thing, do you think you've recognized the wrong person?"

Buzzing, the Hall Master of the Divines Hall staggered back several steps, there was no mistake, it was indeed that terrifying fellow who had massacred most of Divine Mountain, the very existence that had nearly killed him.

"Ye Ling! Quick, kill them, they have killed the old ancestors and the Palace Master!"

Yuan Wufa roared in a low voice, he too had realized that Ye Ling's cultivation had broken through and he might very well be the first terrifying existence to become an immortal on Earth in thousands of years.

"No! Ye Ling, you can't make a move, Xuantian Palace also has a deep hatred against you, you can't strike, have you forgotten how Xuantian Palace treated you?"

"Moreover, this time the Lord of Xuantian Palace came to discuss with me how to execute you, which is enough to show his malicious intent!"

"Rest assured, I swear to the Lord God, the grudges between you and the Divines Hall will end here, let's pretend this never happened!"

Hearing the words of the Hall Master of the Divines Hall, Yuan Wufa instantly turned pale. Yes, Xuantian Palace and Ye Ling also had deep hatred, but why was he here? Wasn't he here to help?

"Ye Ling! Hurry, kill them! I, Xuantian Palace, also assure you that we have no grievances with you from this point on!"

Yuan Wufa hastily shouted, but Ye Ling in the sky merely sneered with disdain, "What qualification do you have to order me around?"

"The old ancestor of Xuantian Palace died, the Palace Master of Xuantian Palace died, what does that have to do with me? They died, but not by my hand."

"Your haughty attitude makes me very uncomfortable, don't take my tolerance as your shameless capital."

The words of Ye Ling made Yuan Wufa's face change dramatically. What did this mean? Could it be that he was just here to watch the show?

On the side, the Hall Master of the Divines Hall started laughing wildly, "Haha! Rest assured, Ye Ling, there are no more grievances between the Divines Hall and you. I'd like to see who can save Xuantian Palace this time!"

Yuan Wufa was stunned; everyone from Xuantian Palace, from the Thirty-Six Heavenly Caves, including Leng Feng and that similarly formidable being among the top three, were stunned.

However, Ye Ling took a step forward, "Old thing, the grudge of your finger is something I will remember for eternity!

"I am a person of vengeance. I am no gentleman; I never leave revenge for the next day!"

Boom, Ye Ling made his move. A longsword silently appeared in his hand, the Primal Sword Embryo flickered with a dangerous killing intent, bursting forth.

The face of Maharya changed greatly at that instant. When Ye Ling made his move, he actually felt as if he had been completely stripped away from this world.

In other words, for a moment, this world completely changed its role, just as different as a birth mother and a stepmother.

"No! Impossible! Even if you've become a divine being, you haven't crossed the Divine Tribulation. I haven't sensed the advent of the Divine Tribulation, and I am at the peak of Divine Spirit, even now aged, you are still going to die!"

Maharya roared in a frenzy, took a step, and pointed his lance, as a Heavenly Thunder ripped through the sky, madly charging towards Ye Ling.

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Ting, with one slap, Ye Ling actually shattered the dreadful Heavenly Thunder to dust, leaving not even residue behind.

"What! This is impossible!"

Maharya was utterly shocked and turned to flee, but it was too late. Ye Ling's sword had already reached his side.

Shh, a flash of sword light passed by Maharya's waist, and his body stiffened as he tried to turn and escape.

This formidable being, who had dared to claim invincibility before Ye Ling's appearance, now looked down in astonishment at the terrible wound sliced across his belly.

Golden blood flowed from Maharya's abdomen, and a breath of obliteration suddenly enveloped his entire body.

"Blood for blood!"

Boom, Ye Ling made his move, unleashing the Rainstorm Sword Technique furiously. The fearful sword light soared into the sky, engulfing the heavens and earth like a raging storm, completely enveloping everything.

Whoosh, the sword light spread, wrapping Maharya entirely within it, and his anguished cries resounded continuously.

Below, the battle had already ceased, and all eyes turned to this terrifying spectacle. Even a half-crippled Divine Spirit was an invincible presence.

Yet now, Maharya crumbled like decay under Ye Ling's blows, a sight that made onlookers' hearts tremble.

Yuan Wufa couldn't help but swallow hard. Was this fearsome guy really becoming immortal?

"A creature with depleted vitality and dissipated Divine Power, only capable of throwing his weight around in the Divine Infant Realm."

"Merely an ant, killing you takes no more than three strikes!"

Ye Ling exclaimed coldly. As the sword light faded, Maharya's body came to a stop, covered in blood and even baring ghastly White Bone, a sight that would make one's skin crawl.

In midair, Maharya had almost lost all sense of reason, his body trembling faintly, vulnerable as if a mere gust could blow him away completely.

"The grudge of the obliteration of my chances of immortality, I shall never forget in my life!"

Ye Ling slowly approached Maharya, his hand holding the Primal Sword Embryo suddenly flashed with an earth-shattering Sword Qi that soared into the sky, tearing apart heaven and earth.

"Want to kill me?"

"Ha-ha! Want to kill me, Maharya? Come on!"

"I have lived for over two thousand years. Who dares to talk of killing me? I am a Divine Spirit, I am a Divine Spirit. I am high above, and all beings are nothing but ants, what right and ability have you to dare to kill me?"

Maharya, as if driven mad, cursed at Ye Ling. On the other side, Ye Ling shook his head: "A mere being of Earth Immortal level dares to spout such madness."

"Even if Jehovah himself came, I would dare to slay him with three strikes!"

Whoosh, Ye Ling's sword rose, sword light piercing the heavens as he furiously struck at Maharya.

But the next moment, that terrible sword light dissipated right in front of Maharya. As the sword light vanished, Maharya's dark and vicious face glinted with a spark of inhuman, terrifyingly brutal intent to kill.

"With my blood, I sacrifice to the Divine Spirits, grant my soul to hell, commit my body to the devil!"

"Trinity Technique, the Triple Kill!"

"Kill kill kill!"

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