Fairy, listen to my explanation.

Chapter 702 Crush
In the center of the battlefield, three powerful cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage of the human race formed a profound array, simultaneously fighting against five evil cultivators.

Despite being outnumbered, the three worked together seamlessly, not only avoiding defeat but also taking the initiative. All five evil cultivators were already injured, and their defeat was only a matter of time.

"careful!"

The leader held a long sword with a blue light, the blade wreathed in rising flames. Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he blasted away the attacking evil cultivator with a palm strike. Then, he turned around and slashed at the incoming blood mist with his sword.

The sword flashed, and the fire-attribute Daoist power on the longsword instantly evaporated the blood mist.

"Ok?"

The man with the sword's expression changed slightly, a feeling of extreme unease welling up in his heart, and his gaze suddenly swept across the room.

Are you looking for me?

Just then, a seductive and alluring voice suddenly rang in my ears.

Even a Dao Establishment Realm expert felt his blood boil uncontrollably upon hearing this voice.

The man with the sword was horrified. Before he could react, he felt a chill on his neck as a fingernail with an eerie sheen sliced ​​across his throat.

Blood gushed out, yet it eerily hovered in the air, as if drawn by some invisible force.

"Big brother!"

Seeing this, the two Heavenly Mansion cultivators were filled with grief and indignation. Ignoring the attack from the evil cultivators, they spared no effort to kill that alluring figure.

However, before the two could get close, their bodies suddenly exploded, turning into two blobs of blood that floated in mid-air.

The five evil cultivators, who were originally at a disadvantage, were suddenly speechless. Looking at that alluring figure, their eyes were filled with deep fear.

A Tianfu cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage of over seventy steps, accompanied by two experts at the Foundation Establishment stage of over fifty steps, could hold their own against a Half-Saint realm being with the help of an array. To eliminate them, one would need to suppress them with vast primordial power.

However, they hadn't sensed any fluctuations in the source power at all, yet these three Heavenly Mansion cultivators easily perished.

Clearly, this person's cultivation level is unfathomable!
Hongyan gently licked the bloodstains on her fingertips with her soft, red tongue, then squinted her eyes in satisfaction, as if she were enjoying a delicious meal.

In just a short while, the three plumes of blood mist had disappeared.

The auras of the three Heavenly Mansion cultivators vanished completely, as if they had never existed.

The red smoke seemed unsatisfied, its seductive gaze falling upon the five evil cultivators.

"The cultivators of Thousand Demon City pay their respects to Your Excellency!"

The five evil cultivators, who had been stunned, immediately came to their senses. One of them trembled as he took out a blood-red token and said respectfully.

"Greetings, sir. Thank you for saving me."

After a brief moment of astonishment, the other four evil cultivators also quickly knelt down.

"Oh? How do you plan to thank your sister?"

Hongyan chuckled softly, a strange glint flashing in her beautiful eyes. She suddenly appeared in front of the leading evil cultivator, her slender fingers gently lifting his chin as she asked.

Just one glance was enough to send his blood churning uncontrollably. However, thinking of the fate of the Tianfu cultivators, he was terrified and dared not harbor any disrespectful thoughts. He could only kneel in mid-air, unable to utter a single word.

Hongyan frowned slightly, seemingly displeased by her prey's trembling behavior.

"Holy Envoy, the Human Emperor has appeared."

Just then, Wu Yuan's voice came from behind.

Upon hearing this, Hongyan immediately lost interest in the person in front of her, abruptly let go, and turned to leave.

The evil cultivator stood there dumbfounded, seemingly unable to believe that he had actually survived. However, the next moment he discovered that his face was covered with scarlet lines.

"Ahhh!" Under the horrified gazes of the other four evil cultivators, the figure let out a shrill scream, its body cracking like shattered porcelain, with a strange scarlet aura swirling in each crack.

"Isn't that the Holy Envoy Wuyuan? The one he calls a Holy Envoy, could it be that being?"

After the eerie blood mist dissipated, a wicked cultivator wielding a bone knife asked, trembling, his hand almost unable to hold the weapon steady.

The other three remained kneeling, even their breathing was careful, for fear that the lord might turn back.

……

The sky above the Dark Prison Realm seemed to be forever shrouded in a dark mist, as if the entire sky were soaked in blood.

At that moment, the sky over a certain region was torn apart by an even more dazzling golden light.

A towering figure stood in mid-air, his black dragon robe fluttering in the wind.

The dragon patterns on his robes seemed to come alive, roaming and roaring across the fabric, looking down upon the creatures below.

The Qin Emperor seemed to have no aversion to the atmosphere of this place, and even enjoyed it. He glanced down and gently pressed his palm down.

"boom!"

A magnificent city below collapsed instantly, and the creatures of the Dark Prison Realm within it were crushed into mincemeat by this invisible force before they could even scream.

"boom!"

Amidst the ruins, a jet-black skull rose up, roaring as it charged toward the Qin Emperor in mid-air.

The Qin Emperor didn't even lift an eyelid, and simply flicked his finger.

"Oh!"

This seemingly casual movement caused the skull, which exuded terrifying power, to freeze instantly, and then crumble inch by inch the next moment.

Below, a streak of black smoke that was fleeing at high speed was suddenly restrained.

"Human Emperor, the Sovereign will not forgive you!"

A fierce roar came, but before he could finish speaking, the wisp of black smoke suddenly vanished.

In just a few breaths, the battlefield below was completely clean, without even a trace of blood. Only the deep palm prints in the ground proved that a massacre had taken place here.

The Qin Emperor closed his eyes, sensing a certain change, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. When he opened his eyes again, a strange crimson glint flashed in his eyes, which had previously shone like stars.

"almost."

The Qin Emperor murmured to himself, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly sensed something and turned to look in a certain direction.

In the distance, a blood mist rose, and a bewitching figure was approaching gracefully. As her black gauze skirt billowed, her snow-white, crystal-clear jade feet were faintly visible. With each step she took, a blood-red lotus flower bloomed at the foot of her feet.

"Hehe, it's no fun for a dignified master like yourself to bully these ants~"

A seductive voice rang out, and Hongyan licked her red lips, exuding an irresistible charm with every smile and gesture: "How about I play with you for a bit?"

The Qin Emperor's gaze narrowed slightly; he could hardly remember the last time anyone had dared to speak to him like that.

Despite the latter's domineering allure, he seemed unaffected, his gaze fixed on the eerie flower tattoo on the woman's collarbone.

There, he sensed a wave of shared origin.

"I never imagined that the bloodline of the Er clan still exists in the Dark Prison Realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, a glint of red light appeared deep in the eyes of the Qin Emperor, as if he were somewhat surprised.

(End of this chapter)