NOVEL WEB Chapter 184 My Name is Chen Pingping
It cannot be denied that some powerful geniuses, with the help of external forces, cultivation methods, Attack Skills, or powerful Divine Weapons, can face Emperor Tao experts while in the Realm of Divine King.
But the possibility of slaying an Emperor Tao expert is slim.
This is because even the slightest strand of the Power of Laws wielded by Emperor Tao practitioners is deadly to those in the Divine King Realm. A Divine King cannot endure it.
That is the gap between the two great realms.
Yet now, a young man had broken this rule, overpowering him and even seeking to slay him.
Too insane. In years past, such a sight was nearly unheard of.
His fists were special, as was his Sword Dao. His cultivation, unlike that of ordinary cultivators, unleashed a strength several times greater than others of his rank—no, perhaps even more. He suppressed the Emperor Tao Principles with overwhelming strength.
The old man stared at him intently, his heart in turmoil.
He was going to die. But there was no sadness in his eyes, only incredulity towards Chen Pingping.
Outside the battlefield, dozens of slaughterers roared in anger. However, they could not get close to the old man; they were all blocked by the True Solar Scripture.
Chen Pingping whispered, "Do you have any last words?"
"Who exactly are you?" The old man took a deep breath, suddenly calm, his tone bitter and helpless.
He wanted to laugh, to pretend he was carefree, but he couldn't manage it.
"My name is Chen Pingping," he replied.
Heh. The old man gave a smile that wasn't quite a smile. "You've done it."
Chong Tower had existed for thousands of years. In the past, some had found their headquarters, but no one had ever truly threatened Chong Tower's existence.
Chen Pingping had.
He had continuously slaughtered two Emperor Tao experts from Chong Tower, looted their headquarters, and stolen the Sacred Soldiers. If the slumbering predecessors of Chong Tower did not awaken because of this...
Then this day would mark the downfall of Chong Tower.
The old man then said, "Can you spare those children? They are still young!"
Chen Pingping shook his head. "I cannot."
"You!" The old man was infuriated, his eyes nearly bulging out. He rebuked loudly, "Are you truly intent on annihilating them all?"
"Isn't this how the cultivation world always is?" Chen Pingping said, his expression unchanging.
Eliminating them root and stem is basic common sense.
Chen Pingping felt helpless too! If he didn't kill them all, Chong Tower slaughterers would undoubtedly emerge again in the future. As for those out on missions, he would kill them on sight until none were left.
Although cruel, this was the norm in the cultivation world. The old man spat out a mouthful of blood, the last spark of his life fading as his body collapsed.
"Youngster, you're courting death!"
"Let's fight him with all we've got!" A group of slaughterers, crazed, their eyes bloodshot.
They seemed to forget they were slaughterers, not using their specialized techniques but instead engaging Chen Pingping head-on.
In such a case, there was only one outcome.
The True Solar Scripture burned furiously, confining the battlefield. Wave after wave of Killing Slashes descended upon them. In the blink of an eye, their corpses rained down upon the earth.
Chen Pingping looked towards the small village not far away and walked over step by step.
He had seen too many revenge stories in the cultivation world; therefore, he would leave no survivors.
Screams echoed one after another—from the elderly, children, and women.
In just seven or eight breaths, the small village had turned into a hell on earth. Regardless of whether they possessed any power, were cultivators, powerful Divine Kings, or Earth Level slaughterers, none could withstand Chen Pingping.
He was like a god of slaughter, unleashing a massacre here.
Strangely, not a single drop of blood stained his white robes.
After a long while, the slaughter ended. He stood quietly where he was, eyes closed, as if praying.
At this moment, everyone remembered Chen Pingping's silhouette—tall, yet so imposing.
The cultivators who had previously clashed with him shivered uncontrollably, one by one, terrified that Chen Pingping would settle scores.
"Chong Tower... just like that, it's been annihilated?" someone whispered. The slaughter had ended for some time, yet it felt unreal, as if he were in a dream.
"Hard to imagine..."
"This guy is going to be invincible."
"I wonder if our peerless geniuses can even fight Chen Pingping?"
"What are you thinking?" someone nearby scoffed. "Which peerless genius could annihilate Chong Tower?"
"Actually, there weren't many Chong Tower slaughterers stationed here, so it doesn't mean much. As long as others are still alive, Chong Tower will continue to exist."
"Not necessarily!"
"Hmm... The slumbering elders of Chong Tower haven't awakened yet. I wonder how they will feel when they discover Chong Tower has been destroyed?" The brief discussion soon ended.
Because Chen Pingping, who was in the village, had regained his composure. With a casual wave of his hand, he set the village ablaze, then moved a small mountain to crush it.
This served as a massive tomb for them.
A long time passed before he finally turned and left.
Guang Xiaoyu and the other young woman approached, their smiles beaming. "Senior Brother!"
"Why are you laughing?" Chen Pingping was taken aback.
"You were so impressive just now."
"..."
"You're being cheeky!" Chen Pingping said, his face stern. "Let's go quickly! Something major is about to happen."
He had already sensed an unusual atmospheric fluctuation. Someone was lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike, perhaps in the very next moment.
He guessed it might be the Saint Land.
Two years ago, experts from the Saint Land had tried to kill him but failed. Now that he had returned alive and annihilated Chong Tower, it was natural for the Saint Land to fear retribution and strike first to gain the upper hand.
Furthermore, Chong Tower still had many slaughterers out on missions. Once they received news that their headquarters had been destroyed, they would undoubtedly rush back. This included those slumbering elders of Chong Tower.
Chen Pingping murmured, "Chong Tower has not been truly annihilated. Your danger is not yet over, so you mustn't be careless."
Guang Xiaoyu's eyes darted around. "Senior Brother, should we lure them out and eliminate them one by one?"
He was speechless. "You think I'm immortal or something?"
COUGH. COUGH.
Isn't he?
Guang Xiaoyu grinned. "Senior Brother, that fist technique you just used... Ah, never mind, I won't say any more! Just don't walk so fast!"
She had coveted Chen Pingping's Six Tao of Reincarnation for a long time.
But Chen Pingping adamantly refused to teach her. Alas! Guang Xiaoyu felt quite helpless too!
If she hadn't known Chen Pingping for so long, she might have even suspected Zi Ji was his illegitimate daughter.
Such blatant favoritism!
Chen Pingping, walking briskly, suddenly stopped. He seemed to remember something—or rather, someone.
He extended his Divine Sense. A moment later, a large hand manifested and swept over the area, instantly capturing and bringing the girl in red to him.
The girl was bewildered. Upon seeing it was Chen Pingping, she relaxed slightly. However, when she recalled the massacre he had just orchestrated at Chong Tower, a hint of terror crept into her eyes.
Guang Xiaoyu was on full alert. "Who are you?"
The girl in red bit her lip and remained silent, looking utterly pitiable.
This made Guang Xiaoyu even warier, a trace of hostility entering her voice as she asked Chen Pingping, "Senior Brother, who is she?"
"Oh, just someone I found on the road," Chen Pingping casually replied. "I'm planning to take her back to the Wuji Sect to look after her."
"Doesn't she have parents?" Guang Xiaoyu's eyes widened. She needs the Wuji Sect to look after her? Besides, she's a grown woman; can't she fend for herself?
Pfft! That despicable Senior Brother! He's definitely after her looks!