Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 378 - 387: Even the Heavens Wouldn’t Dare to Take It!

As the guillotine descended, the moment Ye Ling’s phantom appeared, he felt a bizarre power, as if it had torn away half of his soul.

This power, as imposing as a mountain range, lacked any sense of majestic justice and instead carried a sinister aura.

"Is this the power of Kunlun?"

Experiencing the bound soul within and the force of that constraint, Ye Ling couldn’t help but laugh.

"The dragon veins of the world originate from Kunlun, the ancestor of all mountains, the mountain of all deities. The power you rely on is merely lent to you by the thousands of spirits and monsters within these mountains."

"A bunch of insignificant spirits and monsters. Even if you take away my soul, can this guillotine truly cut through?"

With boundless pride and spirit soaring high, Ye Ling was convinced that the power of Kunlun was definitely not limited to this—here, lay the source of Huaxia’s dragon veins, representing the starting point of a world.

And the strange power he felt within was nothing more than some spirits and monsters in these vast mountains.

Some spirits and monsters, could they really cut Ye Ling’s soul?

Ye Ling disagreed, not even the heavens could do so!

Boom, as the guillotine fell, it seemed to cut through the Heavenly Dao; the gleaming blade seemed unstoppable, destined to claim all souls under its merciless swing.

Clang!

The guillotine slammed harshly onto the phantom of Ye Ling, while at the same time, Ye Ling’s Reincarnation Extinguishing Sword pierced through the imposing chest of the arm slave suspended in mid-air.

Sputter, the arm slave’s body shook, he vomited fresh blood, and his body violently plummeted, crashing madly onto the ground.

As for the guillotine, upon touching Ye Ling’s phantom, it was obstructed by a terrifying, invisible force—and could not continue its descent. From within the phantom of Ye Ling, a shocking golden light burst forth suddenly.

The light shone like a blade, dazzling the Nine Provinces, and soared into the sky. Under the illumination of this towering golden light, the guillotine, as if completely evaporated, disappeared without a trace.

"When I was the Immortal Emperor, all realms trembled!"

"A simple guillotine can cut down daoists and sever karma, but it can’t touch me in the slightest!"

Ye Ling stood in mid-air, with a powerful demeanor, his heart surged with emotions, and his valor was boundless.

"Sword Extinguishes Three Lives!"

"Sword Cuts Future Life, annihilates your soul, severs your spirit, extinguishing your path to reincarnation, forever and ever!"

Whoosh, Ye Ling’s figure lightly touched down, like a graceful swallow gliding through heaven and earth, with the Primal Sword Embryo in his hand making a sudden sweep, a sword light piercing through space, aiming for the arm slave.

This sword light, with its dazzling prismatic colors, emanated a terrifying power. This one strike could obliterate future lives, leaving no chance for reincarnation.

The arm slave lying on the ground roared with a crazed voice, his expression fierce. At this moment, he felt death, a death he had never experienced before.

After cultivating for more than three hundred years, he, a mighty being between heaven and earth, a dominator over thousands, felt, at this moment, the sensation of being dominated—it was the threat of death.

"No! It’s impossible for me to lose! I am the master of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Caves; I represent a dragon vein!"

"I am the arm slave of Kunlun! Within Kunlun Mountains, I am the unbeatable King!"

"Scarlet flowers blanket the sky, obliterating all beings!"

Boom, boom, an indescribable, terrifying power erupted from within the arm slave. The big red flower tattoo on his head suddenly came to life at this moment.

The flower slowly rose, its petals distinct, each of the seven petals. As the flower ascended, it began to spin slowly.

The slowly rotating big red flower grew larger and larger—ten feet, thirty feet, fifty feet—until it expanded to a terrifying sixty feet in size.

From the seven petals of the giant red flower emanated a fearful might; each petal contained an awful power.

This petal was the accumulation of an enslaved cultivator’s lifetime of cultivation, representing the full strength of a Transcendance Tribulation Stage powerhouse.

Upon witnessing this scene, Ye Ling didn’t slow down; his sword light already blasted onto the seven-petal scarlet flower.

Boom boom boom, the sound reverberated, petals after petals withering and exploding, the resulting force caused the small hill they were on to completely collapse.

"Leave one petal of the red flower, with one petal, destroy the Immortal!"

"Six dusts unchanging, myriad things eternal, one petal of red flower extinguishes heaven and earth!"

The arm slave on the ground howled in madness, spewing out a mouthful of vital blood which immediately diffused over the only remaining scarlet petal.

Suddenly, the lone surviving petal swelled explosively, the terrifying force within it pulsating wildly, the surging power ceaselessly devouring heaven and earth.

"Kunlun arm slave! This petal represents your brilliant life, but it also marks the end of your curtain fall!"

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Whoosh, Ye Ling lunged forward with his sword, charging at the petal through the howling wind, hair flying, eyes burning with rage, while the Primal Sword Embryo in his hand was swung down fiercely.

"One sword, to ashes and smoke!"

Swish, the sword light burst forth, astonishing the entire heaven and earth. At this moment, before the gigantic petal, the diminutive Ye Ling was like a moth flinging itself at the vast divine light of the petal.

"Even if this is my curtain fall, it shall be like fireworks, splendid and resplendent, blazing in unparalleled glory!"

The Kunlun arm slave roared. As the master of one of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Caves, his life, from start to finish, could not be ordinary!

Humming, the petal suddenly inflated, with terrifying forces roaring within it, and with each swell, space was fiercely compressed.

"Explode, fair and delicate flower, your bloom is for taking lives!"

The Kunlun arm slave bellowed, and as Ye Ling, who had already reached the front of the petal, suddenly saw an intense puncture before his eyes, an indescribable radiance spread throughout the entire heaven and earth.

Boom boom boom, the sound thundered, the accumulated snow erupted completely, and the mountaintop was in that instant swept away by a terrifying force.

In that moment, the light shrouded the entire sky, turning the dark heavens day-white, and Ye Ling’s figure was also instantly enveloped by this terrible radiance.

Standing on the ground, the Chaos Divine Beast was stunned; this dreadful force made its heart beat uncontrollably, while the young man who had saved it disappeared into the rolling maelstrom.

"Ye Ling!"

Suddenly, two figures arrived in front of the cave bombarded with falling debris. It was Mo Xing and Li Tianhao, both their faces filled with tension and dread.

This power was too terrifying, like the apocalypse itself, but could Ye Ling survive?

"Haha! What a pity, what a pity, a genius the likes of which has never been seen before, has been throttled in his cradle by me, even in death I can rest easy!"

"I, Kunlun’s arm slave! Forever unbeaten!"

The Kunlun arm slave suddenly raised his arm, his body trembling slightly; his entire vitality and life force had completely dissipated, and the next moment he might die.

"You bastard! I’ll kill you!"

Li Tianhao clenched his teeth in fury, his heart’s rage uncontrollable with new grudges piled upon old, wanting to rush forward and kill the arm slave outright.

At that moment, Mo Xing suddenly yelled to look, and Li Tianhao and the Chaos Divine Beast quickly looked up.

In midair, a figure stood towering, like a majestic mountain, this gaunt figure, yet immeasurable in stature.

It was Ye Ling, one hand holding the Primal Sword Embryo, his body worn and tattered, his eyes emitting a seven-colored divine radiance, his form radiating an endless golden light, like a War God, his majesty overwhelming the heavens.

"My life, even the heavens dare not take! Nor can they take it away!"