Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 826 - 824: Don’t Worry, Martial Uncle—I’m Here

Chapter 826: Chapter 824: Don’t Worry, Martial Uncle—I’m Here

It was a cold voice, accompanied by a powerful pressure spreading out, heard by many people.

Chen Pingping...

An ancient name, once resounding in this old land, later departed, leaving behind only a broken sect.

Of course, many young faces did not know what these three characters meant, so they were utterly perplexed.

A few figures descended from the Heaven Domain.

It was the Emperor Son of Purple Gold from the past, along with Emperor Tian and a few middle-aged men, all solemn and dignified, with piercing gazes, even though they deliberately concealed their realms.

Yet their might still flowed invisibly, a mere glance sufficed to make one kneel.

As if they were Celestial Gods.

Across the Heaven Martial Continent, any practitioner with slightly higher realms felt the oppression clearly.

"Is this the Heaven Martial?" The Emperor Son said indifferently, "In such a poor environment, someone as powerful as Chen Pingping can emerge; it’s truly surprising."

Back then, after Chen Pingping entered the Nine Heavens, they also went in.

Later, as Chen Pingping battled through the Nine Heavens, they hurriedly left, embarking on the Ancient Road, eventually finding the true Purple Gold Divine Clan.

With the help of their clansmen, they began to grow stronger, enhancing their Bloodline Power.

Now standing in the Great Saint Realm, their Bloodline Power is nearing Perfection, Emperor Blood is also boiling, perhaps soon they can aspire to the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

Ten years? Twenty years? Or thirty years?

But the Emperor Son, whose cultivation was successful, could not wait; he wanted revenge.

Thus, he brought his clansmen here, intending to sever Chen Pingping’s foundation, cutting off his retreat.

After dealing with the matters of the Heaven Martial Continent, they plan to re-enter the Nine Heavens and destroy the Wuji Sect.

He wants Chen Pingping to feel despair.

The humiliation Chen Pingping brought him, he will return a hundredfold.

There are a total of six people.

Besides the Emperor Son and Emperor Tian, there are four more strong figures from the Purple Gold Divine Clan, all standing in the Great Saint Realm.

No matter if just one descends, it would suffice to sweep across the entire Heaven Martial Continent.

Swish!

The Emperor Son extended a large hand, capturing a practitioner thousands of miles away, querying, "Where is Chen Pingping’s sect?"

The person quivered, "Spare me, lord, I... Chen Pingping’s Sect Master is in the south." He pointed in a certain direction.

The Emperor Son smiled indifferently, crushed the person with his large hand, then led the powerful ones behind him towards Wuji Sect.

Along the way, Human Clan practitioners trembled, faces ashen.

Some practitioners with too low realms were directly suppressed by Divine Might to death, ordinary people were even worse...

Although the Divine Clan’s strong figures did not directly strike, they did not conceal their killing intention either.

A few minutes later.

The group of six arrived in front of Wuji Sect.

The five thousand disciples throughout the sect instantly became nervous, finally realizing the catastrophe Nangong Jue mentioned was this powerful.

Even a mere glance could make their hearts shiver.

If they were to strike?

Who could block these six people?

A group of high-ranking elders flourished, breathless...

Even Xu Fenglai, who had just gathered courage, chose silence upon seeing these six men.

Nangong Jue stood straight, just like in his prime, with blood energy running through the crown of his head, gaze fiery, unabashedly releasing the boundless aura from his body.

The Emperor Son observed and chuckled lightly, "The attributes of old age, you are strong, but alas, not strong enough."

"Divine Clan..." Nangong Jue uttered two words that weighed heavily on everyone’s hearts.

They are not Human Clan, but Divine Clan.

Many witnessed the Divine Clan for the first time, looked again, and felt even more overwhelmed.

These were the Divine Clan?

I’ve heard the Divine Clan is lofty, like gods, incredibly strong, born just so.

I’ve heard when a young talent from the Divine Clan steps out, they can destroy an entire continent.

Is this true?

The people were stunned.

More terrifying to them was that before their eyes stood six strong figures from the Divine Clan.

Behind...

Xu Fenglai’s eyes burned, instinctively taking a step forward.

There were seven senior brothers and sisters before him, all died in battle; he was the eighth.

Now that the Divine Clan came to kill, as the Sect Leader’s last disciple, how could he tremble before battle?

At worst, he would die.

"Another’s come, but alas, just King Tao Realm!" The Emperor Son smiled contemptuously, and then... extended a large hand.

Dimly, with Divine Brilliance swirling.

There was also the Power of the Saint poured in; in a fleeting moment, the strong Power Path erupted like a mountain, instantly suppressing the entire Wuji Sect.

They were shocked.

Too strong.

A mere casual attack sufficed to suppress the entire sect.

What!

What to do?

The advancing Xu Fenglai was suddenly held down, body, realm, and Sea of Consciousness couldn’t move, his pupils shrinking, staring fiercely ahead.

Not only him, even his master couldn’t resist.

Nangong Jue’s blood energy and various assaults were all suppressed by the palm, his wrinkled face distinctly contorted.

"Someone said my Tao Heart is missing, so... I can only return here to find it." Emperor Son whispered, "Sever Chen Pingping’s foundation, destroy Wuji Sect, then kill him, only then could my Tao Heart be whole, the day of Bloodline Perfection shall be the day I return to the Heavens."

Amidst soft whispers, that dreadful large hand was already covering down.

Throughout the sect, over five thousand disciples felt the arrival of death, helpless, eyes filled with despair.

Fortunately, at this moment, a force, unknown where it shot out from, strongly upheld the Emperor Son’s hand.

Very strong too.

They trembled, cold sweat running down, subconsciously glancing behind.

From a very distant land, a figure walked towards them, it was he who blocked the Emperor Son’s slaughter.

Before even reaching here, the voice came: "Tao Heart missing is indeed a big problem, but... I think it’s not a big problem because you won’t have the chance to verify the Tao."

The Emperor Son frowned, gazing into the distance.

Gradually, that figure drew nearer, everyone clearly saw his visage.

Some elders from Wuji Sect, with a thud, directly knelt down, trembling, eyes red...

He...

Li Qi.

Though not Chen Pingping, he was Chen Pingping’s chief disciple.

He is back.

This implies Chen Pingping hadn’t abandoned the sect; he constantly watched over Wuji Sect on the Heaven Martial Continent.

The catastrophe arrived, Divine Clan came to kill, Chen Pingping dispatched Li Qi.

Exactly!

It must be so.

Dozens of elders, tears streaming, voiced trembling, called out: "Senior Brother!"

Many of them are of the same generation as Li Qi, hence they called him Senior Brother.

A group of young disciples were bewildered, initially thinking their elders had a bout of convulsions, kneeling like this? Now hearing "Senior Brother," they showed astonishment.

Could it be? Chen Pingping of Qingfeng Lineage has returned?

They stared wide-eyed, focused fiercely on that figure.

Beside Li Qi, there was also a small black dog.

As he faced the sunset glow, clothes fluttering, his silhouette stretched very long, from this angle he looked like a carefree youth.

After wandering for many years, returning to the sect.

Seeing the sect in peril, he made a move immediately.

"Are you? Li Qi?" Nangong Jue finally spoke.

"It’s me!" Li Qi responded.

"It’s really you..."

"Uncle Master, I’m back." Li Qi nodded, "You’ve suffered."

He watched the aging Nangong Jue, sensed his dried-up blood energy, yet his unyielding spirit burning himself, striving to return to peak state to vanquish the powerful foe.

If he’d been later in returning, Nangong Jue might have been gone.

Perhaps the entire Wuji Sect would have faced disaster too.

Luckily!

Li Qi stepped closer, "Uncle Master, no need to worry, I’m here."