novelweb Chapter 891: The Ancestor Burns His Blood and Fights to the Death
Chapter 891: The Ancestor Burns His Blood and Fights to the Death
Chen Yang threw more than ten punches in a row without any mercy, and each punch was delivered with extremely terrifying force.
It is no exaggeration to say that the combined power of these dozen punches can even sink an aircraft carrier with a displacement of tens of thousands of tons.
It is already very difficult for Ye Kunlun to still be able to speak.
Even though the divine body has a strong self-healing ability, it is still not enough to deal with such a serious injury. He needs time to recover from the injury.
"The old Dragon King of the Dragon Group? Is he very powerful?" Chen Yang asked with interest. He didn't know much about the Dragon Group, he only knew that there were four great generals, and the Dragon King was the one who led the four great generals and the entire Dragon Group.
"Sixty years ago, when I was still in the early stage of the divine realm, he was already in the late stage of the divine realm. He was hailed as the pillar of the great Eastern country. Do you think he is powerful?" Ye Kunlun said while coughing up blood.
"Sixty years ago, he was already in the late stage of the Divine Realm. Now he is probably in the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm, half a step away from becoming a Golden Elixir? He is indeed very powerful!" Chen Yang was somewhat moved when he heard this, and his expression changed slightly.
The Dragon Group has an old Dragon King in the late Divine Realm, so it’s no wonder that they are so powerful and can march around the world so arrogantly.
However, Chen Yang was only slightly moved and was not particularly surprised.
Because he knew that there might even be golden elixirs alive in this world. That level was simply incomparable to the divine realm.
For example, the thirteen blood ancestors of the blood clan! He believed that the vampire prince, Edward III, had not lied to him. The thirteen blood ancestors of the blood clan were still alive and would appear every once in a while to suck human blood to prolong their lives.
The realms of these thirteen blood ancestors should be no lower than the Golden Core. Every time they appear, it is a disaster for the human race, also known as the Dark Turmoil.
So, what is so surprising about the existence of the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm and the Half-Step Golden Elixir in this world?
It is very likely that there is more than one old Dragon King in the Dragon Group, and there are other great masters of the divine realm in this world.
Chen Yang never dares to underestimate the heroes of the world!
"Okay, no more nonsense. Ye Kunlun, I just want to ask you if you are convinced? If you are convinced, beg for mercy from me, and symbolically pay a few hundred billion as compensation for defeat, I can spare your life. After all, the contradiction between us is not irreconcilable. And I also think that it is not easy for you to cultivate to the middle stage of the God Realm. For the Eastern Great Power, even if you are not the Dinghai Shenzhen, you are still a good nail that can deter the dark forces."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yang stepped from the air to the top of the mountain. He stepped on the top of the mountain until it rumbled and left two deep footprints.
Although tens of billions of compensation for defeat sounded like an exorbitant amount, he knew that this amount of money was nothing to the ancient martial arts Ye family, which had a thousand-year history.
Over such a long period of time, relying on the background of ancient martial arts, the wealth accumulated by this family is an astronomical figure that is hard to imagine.
"Are you really asking for mercy? Is the ancestor really defeated?"
Halfway up the mountain, Ye Lingtian, the young master of the imperial capital, seemed to have lost his soul. He muttered and could not accept this reality.
"If you don't beg for mercy, do you have a second choice?" Wu Shanhe laughed and was sure that Ye Kunlun would beg for mercy because Ye Kunlun had already played all his cards and had no backup.
As soon as he finished speaking, something very embarrassing happened. Ye Kunlun's extremely tough voice came: "I am the ancestor of the Ye family. I shoulder the thousand-year glory of the ancient martial arts Ye family. How can I bow my head and beg for mercy from you? The battle between us is not over yet, continue!"
As he spoke, Ye Kunlun stood up.
Although it was only a short while, his shriveled chest had swelled up, and his twisted and deformed arms had returned to their original shape, and it seemed that his injuries had almost healed.
Buzz!
Strands of blood rushed out of his body, scarlet like blood mist, lingering outside his body.
His hair, which was originally shiny black, turned silver-white at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had turned white in an instant.
The skin on his face, and even on his entire body, which was originally very tight, became loose at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even age spots could be seen appearing.
The secret method of burning blood! Ye Kunlun was going to burn his blood and lifespan to fight Chen Yang to the death.
At his age, his body is already covered with scars. Once his bloodline is burned, even if he can eventually win, the price will be high. At the very least, his cultivation will regress, leaving him with permanent spiritual injuries and turning him into a disabled person. At the worst, he will die.
This is truly an act of hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting yourself by eight hundred!
"Even if it means burning your blood, you must fight to the death. Well, Ye Kunlun, you have guts. I respect you as a man! I'll send you off on your way to the underworld."
Chen Yang pinched his chin, his eyes showing some appreciation.
Every warrior who would rather die in battle than surrender deserves respect.
"Burn your essence and blood? Old Ancestor, no! It's just a few hundred billion, we will give it to him. Our Ye family doesn't lack this money at all. You are the white jade pillar of our Ye family, and our Ye family cannot live without you." A crying voice was heard.
It was Ye Kunlun’s great-great-grandson, Ye Lingtian, who ran over with his bare bottom and hilariously picked a leaf to cover his shame.
Hearing that the ancestor was burning his blood essence, he became anxious, because burning blood essence is burning life essence.
The Ye family really isn’t short of money. Not to mention hundreds of billions, even 100 billion can be taken out.
At the same time, Grandmaster Sun Tai and Grandmaster Wu Shanhe also rushed over.
They also didn't expect Ye Kunlun to be so stubborn that he would rather die in battle than admit defeat.
This is considering face more important than life!
It is really unwise.
"Alliance Master Ye, is it worth it? There is hope only as long as we are alive." Grandmaster Sun Tai shouted, his voice full of sorrow.
Although he and Ye Kunlun were not master and apprentice in reality, they were master and apprentice in name because Ye Kunlun had taught him. Without Ye Kunlun's guidance and without the resources of the Ye family for him to use, he would definitely still be a little internal force master.
So he was willing to be a dog and guard the Ye family.
"I have made up my mind, no need to persuade me anymore!"
However, Ye Kunlun was determined to die and would not listen.
Not only did he fail miserably, he was defeated completely, and even his courageous and diligent heart for the Tao was somewhat shattered.
Therefore, it is better to burn the essence and blood, increase the combat power to the peak, and fight to the death with Chen Yang.
Boom boom boom!
As the blood burned, that is, the most original essence of life burned and turned into true energy, Ye Kunlun's aura rose steadily, and there was even a blood crown on his crown that condensed and did not dissipate.
Although he looked older, the wounds on his body were healing rapidly, the wounds to his internal organs, bones, tendons and veins... It was like he was given a shot of adrenaline.
"Ye Kunlun, you still haven't realized the gap between you and me. You want to drag me down with you before you die, but it will be in vain."
Chen Yang said indifferently, with no sadness or joy in his eyes, and slowly raised his right hand.
He admired Ye Kunlun's character, but that didn't mean he would let him go.
For a man of such integrity who would rather die than surrender, the highest tribute to him is to slap him to death.
Boom!
As Chen Yang slowly raised his right hand, muffled thunder sounds came from the void, as if the weather was about to change.
As overwhelming magic power surged out from Chen Yang's palm, a giant golden palm as big as three houses quickly condensed in the void.
The palm was shining with golden light, as if it was made of immortal divine gold. There were stars lingering between the thick fingers, almost covering the entire broken hill.
Tiangang Disha Mahamudra!
With the breakthrough of Chen Yang's realm, the magical power of the Tiangang Disha Great Handprint has also increased, even if he has not practiced it much.
The most intuitive thing is that the 108 stars swirling between my palms have become much bigger. They used to be like fireflies, but now they are as big as ping-pong balls. If you look at them from a distance, they flicker and really give you the feeling of seeing stars.
In that palm, Chen Yang even summoned thunder, and the Nine Suns Divine Thunders exploded in his palm. Hiss!
Seeing such a divine palm, Grandmaster Sun Tai and Ye Lingtian were both despairing on the spot.
If this palm were to come down, I'm afraid the mountain would be razed to the ground.
"Oh! I knew this would be the result."
Wu Shanhe could only sigh softly.
The fall of a god would be a great loss to a country. He didn't want Ye Kunlun to die, but he was powerless and had no say.
Ye Kunlun raised his head and looked at Chen Yang's powerful Tiangang Disha handprint, his eyes narrowed slightly, his expression extremely solemn, and he obviously felt a lot of pressure.
One could even say that he felt the breath of death, the overwhelming breath of death that surrounded him and blocked all his escape routes.
But he still did not surrender. He clenched his right fist suddenly, and with the sound of thunder and fire bursting from the air in his palm, the whole fist instantly turned into a flaming meteor.
"Oh no, run away!" Wu Shanhe exclaimed, his eyes full of panic.
If this huge collision happened, the power it would unleash would definitely be no less than that of a heavy aerial bomb, the kind of small nuclear weapon that is enough to raze a hill to the ground.
As soon as he finished speaking, he put on the grease and ran away, running as fast as he could and as far as he could.
"Ancestor, don't!" Ye Lingtian howled.
The old ancestor is in a very bad condition. Even if he can break Chen Yang's Sky-lifting Palm, he will hurt the enemy by a thousand and his own by eight hundred. At least half of his life will be lost.
Without this towering white jade pillar, his Ye family might even be removed from the list of the four major hidden families in the imperial capital.
And this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the Ye family has many enemies outside, including many masters. When the God Realm Patriarch is in charge, they live in peace. If the God Realm Patriarch dies, the enemies will have nothing to worry about.
By then, the Ye family didn’t know what fate would await them.
"Young Master, stop shouting and go quickly. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave." Sun Tai said in panic. He grabbed Ye Lingtian's arm and pulled him away, because if he stayed, he would surely die.
As if they did not want to hurt innocent people and wanted to give Wu Shanhe, Sun Tai and Ye Lingtian time to escape, after Chen Yang and Ye Kunlun's respective moves had accumulated enough power, they did not attack immediately.