Humans are devouring and selling off the heavens.

Chapter 84 Crushing the Champion Marquis

“Hong Xuanji, I never expected that just deposing Emperor Qian would cause you more pain than turning you into a beast.”

Looking at Hong Xuanji, who was so angry she was almost bleeding from all seven orifices, and recalling Emperor Qian Yang Pan's nearly insane appearance earlier, Hong Yi's lips curled into a smile:
"Could it be that you two have a homosexual relationship? Is this relationship between ruler and subject also like the hierarchy in the court, with you below and Yang Pan above?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw Emperor Qian, Yang Pan, into the Lesser Thousand Worlds, where he would be accompanied by the old eunuch, Hong Xuanji.

Too lazy to watch the ugly spectacle of the emperor and his minister, who were practically homosexual, Hong Yi grabbed the Ship of Creation and returned to the Great Thousand World.

Upon entering Yujing City, he spread out his divine soul, like an invisible giant net covering the entire city.

Although Emperor Qian and Hong Xuanji have been captured, their remaining forces still exist in the city.

Moreover, it was time to settle the score for the blood feud between Hong Xuanji's legal wife, Madam Zhao, and her mother.

But as soon as his soul began to spread, a vulgar conversation entered Hong Yi's ears—

"...Zen Silver Gauze is quite a remarkable person. It would be a pity to kill her. Such a proud demon king, wouldn't it be a shame not to train and play with her a bit more..."

The sound originated from the Marquis of Champion's residence.

Hong Yi's eyes darkened, and his divine soul power suddenly condensed, locking onto the Champion Marquis in the mansion.

Unlike their last meeting, Hong Yi now clearly saw that Yang An was brimming with a possessiveness even stronger than that of the demonic path.

In the mind of this champion, everything in the world should belong to him and be under his control, and no resistance should be tolerated.

That desire was so intense it was almost burning, and it was made no attempt to conceal it.

This is beyond the scope of the demonic path; even a demonic master would likely feel inferior upon seeing it.

It was a kind of obsessive and perverse desire that disregarded everything, a possessiveness that far exceeded the limits of human nature.

Everyone has desires, but to reach such a pinnacle as the Champion Marquis is truly unheard of.

"This Marquis of Champion was probably not born naturally..."

Hong Yi narrowed his eyes. At this moment, his spiritual power far surpassed that of ordinary experts who had undergone eight tribulations and refined their souls to become gods. He vaguely sensed something strange about Yang An.

Its soul has a mysterious origin, unlike anything native to the world. Its possessiveness transcends the shackles of humanity, making it a demon among demons.

Hong Yi's vast world could not possibly tolerate such an existence.

He cannot be kept.

The thought had barely formed when I put it into action.

Hong Yi reached out his palm and grabbed at the air, intending to crush Yang An under his palm.

However, at this moment, Yang An, who was in the Hou Mansion with women on his left and right, suddenly changed his expression!

He made a grabbing motion, and a crack appeared in the air, from which a strangely shaped, square sword emerged.

This sword is square in shape and as straight as a ruler, as if it embodies the most upright spirit of heaven and earth. On the four sides of the sword, one side is painted with mountains, rivers and plants, one side is engraved with the sun, moon and stars, one side is inscribed with the teachings of humanity, and the other side depicts fishing, herding and farming.

"How could the Panhuang Life Sword automatically protect its master?!"

Yang An was both shocked and furious, and raised his sword to slash at the void.

Chi!

A crimson-gold sword aura burst forth, half a mile wide and over ten miles long, soaring straight into the sky like a reversed Milky Way.

The instant the sword energy tore through the building, Yang An finally saw who it was—

"Hong Yi, it's you?!"

Shock flashed in Yang An's eyes at first, followed by a greedy look of joy.

"Perfect timing! After I kill you, I'll take your Daoist partner under my command and train him day and night!" Hong Yi didn't take the words of a mere ant at the peak of Martial Saint to heart at all; his gaze was fixed only on the surging sword energy.

"The Panhuang Sword? How did it end up in his hands?"

Before the sword energy even arrived, an overwhelming force had already enveloped him.

It was not an aura of killing, but rather contained four vast and supremely yang thoughts: courage, benevolence, wisdom, and integrity, as if an ancient sage emperor had personally descended.

But this holy emperor's will is completely incompatible with the demonic temperament of the champion, so why did the Panhuang Sword end up in Yang An's hands?

"That does have some merit."

Hong Yi's lips curled up slightly, and the next moment he suddenly inhaled.

Contrary to Yang An's expectations that the sword energy would pulverize Hong Yi, the overwhelming sword energy was actually absorbed into his stomach like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, disappearing without a trace!

"Impossible! Even the Heavenly Horned Divine Armor couldn't withstand the Panhuang Sword Qi, how could someone have swallowed it!"

Yang An's eyes widened in disbelief.

At that moment, Hong Yi's body erupted with a dazzling light, as if 129,600 suns were rising at the same time, and the entire universe and the vast void were under his control.

Champion Hou gazed at the dazzling starry sky behind Hong Yi, his whole body trembling violently, and he cried out in astonishment:
"A single element, yet a divine sense spanning an acre! This is the cultivation level of a god refined through eight tribulations of lightning! How could a pedantic scholar like you possibly possess such power?!"

He never imagined that the pedantic scholar he could easily manipulate the last time they met would have reached such a level in the blink of an eye.

Hong Yi ignored his shock and released his divine soul, which only suppressed the void for thousands of miles, preventing the Panhuang Sword from breaking through the void.

After doing all this, Champion Marquis Yang An saw Hong Yi slowly raise his right hand. As his five fingers spread out, golden light suddenly surged, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a giant hand that blotted out the sky and filled the world and Champion Marquis's vision!

Those hands were warm and smooth like jade, with distinct knuckles, like the Five Finger Divine Mountain from beyond the heavens, enough to suppress all evil spirits!
“This is…” Yang An’s pupils suddenly contracted.

He frantically activated the Panhuang Sword, unleashing countless sword energies that tried to break through the void, but the surrounding void had already been solidified by Hong Yi and could not be shaken at all!

"No! I cannot die! I am the chosen one! This entire world should be under my control! All the beauties should be mine!"

As the giant hand descended, Yang An went mad, roaring hoarsely as demonic thoughts surged and the Heavenly Light Horned Divine Armor instantly enveloped him.

But all is in vain.

The big hand fell.

"How could this be... How could I, a being from beyond the heavens, die at the hands of a native..."

In the instant before his death, Yang An's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.

In those eyes, the final reflection was not of death, but of disbelief and a possessiveness that transcended even the demonic path.

He seemed unable to understand how someone destined to control the world and possess all the beauties under heaven could be so easily crushed and die so ridiculously.

"puff!"

A fraction of a second passed, and with a soft sound, Yang An's flesh and bones scattered like a crushed tomato, his Heavenly Horned God Armor shattering into dust.

He withdrew his hand, and the Panhuang Sword and the Creation Gourd lay quietly in Hong Yi's palm.

With a mere flick of his wrist, Yang An, the champion marquis who possessed the Heavenly Horned God Armor and the Panhuang Life-Giving Sword, and was considered by almost everyone to be the chosen one of destiny, was crushed to death by Hong Yi like an ant.

In this way, Hong Yi not only possessed the Panhuang Sword, a divine artifact, but also the Creation Boat, the king of divine artifacts—two great divine artifacts!
Moreover, after losing the Qiankun Bag, he obtained a Lesser Thousand Worlds artifact.

"It's time to go to the Hong residence."

He picked up his sword, put away the gourd of creation, and without stopping, ignored the mess left in the Marquis of Champion's mansion, and strode away.

(End of this chapter)