Chapter 952
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The news that the Atlas Combat Constitution had been severely injured spread like wildfire. Many people began to wonder if the combat constitution was really that invincible. Not only had he been defeated by the two top fighters of the Kuangzong Sect, but this inexplicable person who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere was also able to force the combat constitution to flee. Atlas used to be invincible except for the Supreme Gods. No one could compare to it! But now, it was so weak.
In fact, Atlas couldn't be blamed. He was unlucky enough to meet Ye Qinghan. Now that the Great Path had been shattered and the sky had been destroyed, although the chaotic universe had reappeared, it would take a long time for the Great Path and the sky to be reestablished. The advantage of Atlas was almost gone. Even so, he could still defeat 99% of people. There was no doubt that Atlas was powerful.
Ye Qinghan crippled Qing Tian and purposely let him go. Then, he came to a beautiful valley and sat cross-legged in front of a waterfall. Spiritual energy spread out along with the water vapor and blew against his face. His ink-black hair fluttered in the wind, and the vigorous face under the Asura mask revealed a trace of unswerving determination.
For Ye Qinghan, it was easy to conquer, but he was only willing to protect a small area in the Endless Star System. He had poured all his feelings into that place. Too many heroes had died there. Countless ancestors had sacrificed their lives to protect that place. He couldn't bear to let others trample on that place.
Emperor Shang, Great Emperor Pangolin, Great Emperor Su …
Ye Qinghan still hadn't forgotten the tragic situation of Great Emperor Su protecting his territory. Great Emperor Pangolin would rather lose his body to protect the Endless Star System.
If the Endless Star System is gone, what's the point of having a remnant?
Those words echoed in Ye Qinghan's mind. They still made his blood boil. Protecting the Endless Star System was not only a responsibility, but also an obligation.
"No matter what, I have to protect the Endless Star System. No matter what happens in the future, don't provoke the Kuangzong!" Ye Qinghan leaned against a rock and continuously picked up small rocks to throw into the stream. The clear stream water was so clear that one could see the bottom. The valley was filled with a myriad of colors and peach blossoms. When the wind blew, the peach blossoms fell and hit Ye Qinghan on the shoulder.
Ye Qinghan did not cultivate. Instead, he spread out his divine sense in all directions, waiting for the arrival of his enemies. Suddenly, Ye Qinghan's brows twitched. He looked into the starry sky and saw a silhouette approaching from the north at an extremely fast speed. If he wanted to locate the Asura Battle Squad, he would have to pass by this place. Hence, he did not go forward to meet them.
However, not long after, another figure rushed out from the west. Their speed was almost the same, and they had probably arrived at the same time. He couldn't help but sit up straight. The saber in his hand kept twitching, and the 'force' around him kept fluctuating.
Swish — — —
Two streaks of light shot over from the west and north respectively. They had also noticed the 'force' erupting from Ye Qinghan's body. They knew that Ye Qinghan was deliberately attracting their attention.
Whoosh!
The two figures flickered and landed in the valley.
One of them was a young man in his twenties. His eyes were clear, and his face was as handsome as a woman's. His legs were long and slender, and his pure white robe was spotless. Even the scabbard in his hand was white. He was probably a person with serious mysophobia. He was the last direct disciple of the Ten Thousand Laws Returning Sect's Sect Master, and his only disciple, Bai Xiaosheng. He had never met a worthy opponent in the Ten Thousand Laws Returning Sect.
The other person was a vigorous middle-aged man in his fifties. His eyes were sinister, and he was extremely majestic. He gave off a terrifying feeling, making people fear him but not respect him. This person was a direct descendant of the Sorcerer Tribe, Wu Long. He was the son of the fourth generation Sorcerer God. His cultivation was profound, and his battle strength could only be described as terrifying.
"You are the Asura King?" Wu Long frowned and asked.
Ye Qinghan slowly stood up and nodded. He did not speak.
"I am Wu Long of the Sorcerer Tribe. Wu Yan of the Nine Revolution Chaos Dao Body is my nephew. You should know why I am here this time. How dare you kill a subordinate force of the Sorcerer Tribe? Do you still have any respect for the Sorcerer Tribe?" Wu Long asked coldly.
Ye Qinghan raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he heard someone introduce him as his nephew. Was this guy afraid that people would not know that he was the Sorcerer God's uncle?
"I am asking you a question. Are you dead?" Wu Long asked angrily.
"Someone from the Sorcerer Tribe's camp?" Ye Qinghan's voice was hoarse. If someone was not familiar with Grand Sovereign Asura, they would not be able to tell that this was not his voice.
"Lama Zong, don't play dumb. If you don't give me an explanation today, you can forget about leaving this place. The Asura Sect will also be destroyed!" Wu Long reprimanded.
"Lama Zong … He is blocking my way. What explanation do you want? Just like the Sky Raising Battle Physique. Will you be slashed back by me? "Ye Qinghan asked coldly.
"Arrogant brat. My nephew can kill hundreds of people like you." Wu Long was disdainful. He kept talking about Wu Yan.
Ye Qinghan laughed hoarsely. He could tell that Wu Long was a person who relied on his nephew to travel the world. This kind of person could only scare people with his family background. He really did not want to talk to him anymore. He changed his voice and said, "Wu Yan is indeed strong. Unfortunately, you are not. The Sorcerer Tribe has sent the wrong person. Get lost. Go back and tell the Sorcerer Tribe that the Asura Sect does not want much territory. The three hundred small regions around here are all the territory of the Asura Sect. Tell your people to leave immediately, or I will destroy them all!"
Wu Long and Bai Xiaosheng frowned. Bai Xiaosheng was able to hold it in, but Wu Long couldn't. Wherever he went, there would be people following him. Who would dare to go against his will? After being mocked by Ye Qinghan, Wu Long was furious. He lost his mind and pulled out his sword to stab at Ye Qinghan.
Bang!
Pu!
How could Ye Qinghan's speed be comparable to that of an old man who relied on his nephew? He lifted his leg and kicked Wu Long's chest. It was as if Wu Long was the one who bumped into him.
Pa!
After that kick, Wu Long's body was thrown back like a kite with a broken string. He spat out blood and bile. Before he landed on the ground, Ye Qinghan used his scabbard and slapped him on the face. He fell to the ground and mud splattered everywhere. However, it did not destroy the elegant illusion in the valley.
Ouch!
Wu Long screamed. A few of his teeth were broken by the scabbard. His front teeth were also broken. What was worse was that his right cheek was swollen like a few protruding protrusions. The red mark was shocking.
"How dare you hit a tiger. My nephew is Wu Yan …" Wu Long roared angrily. He mentioned his nephew again. However, his teeth were leaking and he could not even speak clearly.
Bai Xiaosheng was originally in a bad mood. Now, he was amused by Wu Long's expression. With a pfft, he leaned against a huge rock and laughed.
"You're not a tiger. At most, you're a sick cat. Don't use Wu Yan to scare me. Scram." Ye Qinghan's murderous aura filled the valley. A large number of peach blossoms fell and danced in the wind. It was a unique scene.
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