Humans are devouring and selling off the heavens.

Chapter 82 The Power of Creation! Reduced to a beast!
"Stop right now! You wicked child! A son should make his father kneel! Do you, you beast, have any respect for justice and the law?!"

A roar like that of a dragon came from the Ark of Creation, echoing through the sky!

Emperor Qian, Yang Pan, glared angrily, his beard trembling, and his fingers almost drawing blood.

The battle just now happened too fast, so fast that even he hadn't had time to react!
They thought it was an attack to kill a creator who had just survived a tribulation and was in a weakened state.

But Yang Pan never expected that the son of Hong Xuanji and Meng Bingyun would have such a powerful martial arts cultivation!

Even Hong Xuanji, clad in the Imperial Dragon Armor, couldn't withstand a single move! He was defeated in a fraction of a second!
By the time he realized what was happening, he saw Hong Yi grabbing Hong Xuanji's head and slamming it hard against the ground.

"If I had known this would happen, I should have used the Ship of Creation to run you over and kill you, you beast!"

"Haha, if Your Majesty wishes for the destruction of Jade Capital and your Grand Tutor, then come and try to bring it upon yourself!"

Hong Yi, however, was completely unconcerned. He stepped straight on Hong Xuanji's head, coldly staring at the Creation Ship before him, showing not even a trace of fear towards this king of artifacts.

After advancing to the level of Creator, he could naturally see that this Creation Ship was not at its peak; at most, it could only unleash the power of a Creator.

Moreover, Hong Yi was wearing a Tier 3 Force Battle Suit, so attacks below the cosmic level were harmless, while cosmic level attacks were weakened by nine-tenths.

The Ship of Creation posed no threat to him whatsoever.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qian, Yang Pan, gritted his teeth, realizing that his sore spot had been hit.

Although he and Hong Xuanji were ruler and subject, they were practically brothers, even closer than blood brothers.

It could even be said that he would rather be childless and have all his princes die than let Hong Xuanji die!

Seeing Hong Xuanji's life hanging in the balance, he felt blood welling up in his chest, almost spitting out blood: "Damn you, you little beast! How could Meng Bingyun have given birth to such a patricide and wicked son!"

Hong Yi replied, "Your Majesty is overthinking it. How could Hong Yi commit patricide?"

He increased the pressure on his feet.

“As long as Hong Xuanji sincerely repents for killing my mother and burns incense for her every day to apologize, I will still acknowledge him as my father.”

Hong Xuanji, trampled underfoot, trembled violently. His breath was weak, but his words were like knives: "You little beast... wishful thinking! I tacitly allowed Madam to punish a lowly brothel owner. How is that any different from being a servant? Even if the heavens and earth were to fall, I would never repent! You might as well kill me!"

Hong Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He didn't care if Hong Xuanji insulted him, but he absolutely could not tolerate him insulting his mother.

This is Hong Yi's bottom line; he could never forgive such a thing!

He picked Hong Xuanji up again like a chick, stared into his cold eyes, and scolded:
"Shut up! My mother is the Holy Maiden of the Supreme Dao, the younger sister of the sect leader. You heartless beast, if my mother hadn't taught you the Daoist teachings of the Supreme Dao, would you have such a status?"

"Still twisting the truth, utterly unrepentant and stubborn! You're worse than an animal!"

His left hand shot out like lightning, and with a few sharp "sizzles," Hong Xuanji's tendons in his hands and feet were completely severed, and his acupoints throughout his body shattered inch by inch. Blood mixed with broken bones soaked through his robes.

In the blink of an eye, Hong Xuanji's immortal body was completely destroyed!

"You treat me like livestock, today I'll let you taste what it's like to be a beast!"

Before he finished speaking, Hong Yi's divine soul surged, and 129,600 thoughts, each the size of an acre, hung in the air like blazing suns, instantly illuminating the world as if it were daytime.

"How could this be! Even without the weakened state of his divine sense, he's still comparable to an Eighth Tribulation Thunder Immortal?!" Upon seeing Hong Yi release his divine soul, Yang Pan's eyes widened in fury. He could no longer care about his royal dignity and roared, "Hong Yi! You beast, are you really going to commit patricide?!"

Hong Yi did not stop. Under Emperor Qian Yang Pan's murderous gaze, Hong Yi suddenly exerted force with his right hand!

Instantly! Hong Xuanji's entire body turned into blood!
"Do not!!!!"

A piercing scream echoed through the sky!
As the Emperor Qian's voice rang out, Hong Yi's thoughts stirred, and his divine soul power surged into the shattered blood plasma like a tidal wave!
The thought permeated every atom in Hong Xuanji's body!
Hong Yi actually intends to use the power of creation to rewrite Hong Xuanji's physical structure!
Hong Xuanji's flesh and blood melted and reshaped in the divine light. In the blink of an eye, Hong Yi no longer held the majestic Grand Tutor, but a filthy, hunched wild dog.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!!" The stray dog ​​barked wildly, its eyes fixed on him, filled with a murderous venom.

Upon hearing the dog bark, Hong Yi's icy expression melted away, and he burst into laughter.

"Haha, as expected, a dog's bark is more fitting for you, you heartless old beast."

Upon hearing this, the ugly stray dog ​​in Hong Yi's hand immediately shut its mouth and stopped barking, but its eyes were still fixed on Hong Yi, as if it wanted to devour him alive!
Yes, that's right. The stray dog ​​in Hong Yi's hand right now is none other than Hong Xuanji, the Marquis of Wuwen who once held immense power!

Looking into its resentful eyes, Hong Yi's smile deepened: "Hong Xuanji, you are not worthy of being a husband, much less a father."

"So I destroyed your bloodline, turned you into a beast, and you are no longer my father."

"Besides, I've removed your manhood, turning you into a castrated dog, a castrated beast! Are you satisfied now?"

Hong Xuanji, who was already half-dead, trembled violently upon hearing these words.

It clearly sensed the changes within itself!

It wasn't just turned into a dog by Hong Yi! It was a beast!
Moreover, Hong Yi actually abolished it as a male physiological characteristic!

They turned it into a castrated dog, a castrated beast!

On the Ship of Creation, Yang Pan witnessed this scene and felt his soul tremble violently. His thoughts shattered inch by inch, and he staggered back a few steps, almost falling over.

His sworn brother, the pillar of the Great Qian Dynasty, was turned into a dog by his own son! A castrated dog stripped of its male characteristics!

"Pfft—" A mouthful of blood spurted from Yang Pan's mouth, staining the front of his dragon robe red.

He felt as if the sky were about to collapse, his chest tightened so much he could hardly breathe, his eyes were bloodshot, and as he pointed at Hong Yi, all traces of imperial majesty were gone; he was practically screaming in despair:
"You little beast! From this day forward, the entire Great Qian Dynasty... no! Heaven and earth, the vast world, the netherworld, the azure sky, there will be no place for you to hide! I will tear you to pieces and grind your bones to dust!"

The moment Emperor Qian Yang Pan finished cursing, the power of the Creation Ship suddenly appeared! It burst forth with a world-destroying aura!

Yang Pan actually intends to use this king of divine artifacts outside Yujing City!

"Your Majesty, you mustn't! This is outside Yujing City! And that little beast is holding Grand Tutor Hong in his hand!" Someone urgently tried to dissuade him, but was silenced by Yang Pan's cold snort.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't care at all. Even if Yujing City were reduced to ashes, or even if the entire Great Qian Dynasty were destroyed, he would not hesitate to sacrifice everything to ensure Hong Xuanji's safety.

Hong Xuanji treated him the same way.

Upon seeing this, Hong Yi frowned, then soared into the sky, instantly covering a thousand miles away.

Yang Pan disregarded the lives of the people, but he could not.

He never expected that Emperor Qian would go to such lengths for Hong Xuanji.

Meanwhile, the ship of creation, symbolizing crossing to the other shore, was breaking through the clouds in a grand and majestic manner, following Hong Yi as he flew into the void beyond the heavens.

(End of this chapter)