Chapter 2057: Not Enough Yet

At this, everyone revealed shocked expressions, their mouths agape, unable to close for a long time.

Everyone knew Anshun Prince Song Jian was an old fox, but they never expected him to hide so deeply.

Not only did he have Blood Clad Qi Huan by his side, but he himself had already reached the Combined Body Realm Peak.

Possessing such powerful strength, yet enduring and not acting for so many years, showed how treacherous his Heart-Nature was.

Zheng Sanbao's expression became even more solemn; he wasn't confident of victory against either of the two individuals in front of him, let alone facing two Combined Body Realm Peak Cultivators at once.

Hua Ziyue's heart was filled with bitterness; she had always thought Song Jian didn't dare to act because he feared Zheng Sanbao's pressure.

Now it seemed that was far from the truth; his strength had long been sufficient, he was just waiting for the right moment.

Unlike the imperial family, the rebel army cheered with joy upon seeing the two's cultivation.

Especially those who had just betrayed; if Song Jian failed, their fate was sealed to eternal damnation.

The Phoenix family uncle and nephew were also in the same boat; their fate was now tied to Song Jian. If Song Jian won, they still had hope.

Conversely, if Song Jian failed, they would be completely finished.

Ye Bufan showed no panic, instead, he displayed an interested expression.

He had been observing Qi Huan and Song Jian just now, and he could now confirm that the reason these two old men weren't discovered by others was, firstly, because they concealed their cultivation, and secondly, because they wore Magical Artifacts that shielded their Aura.

Song Jian said proudly, “Surname Ye, do you think my trump card is strong enough now?”

He had expected the other party to be flustered, but to his surprise, Ye Bufan shook his head, a look of regret on his face.

“Is that all? It’s far too little, even weaker than I expected.”

“You're just talking tough, let’s see how long you can keep it up!”

Song Jian's expression changed, seemingly losing patience, and he waved his hand behind him.

“Kill them!”

He wasn't in a hurry to attack Hua Ziyue and the Little Emperor; his aim was to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys.

As long as these Lingxiao Academy people were eliminated, the Little Emperor would obediently hand over the Imperial Seal, which would save him a lot of trouble.

“Don’t worry, Prince, these small fry are on me!”

Qi Huan was originally a cruel and bloodthirsty person, and for so many years, he had been suppressing his Heart-Nature to hide his identity.

Today

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he could finally unleash himself without restraint, and he was incredibly excited.

As he stretched his fists, he walked towards them with a sinister smile, his Aura growing stronger with each step.

This was his habit from previous killings: first, make the opponent fall into despair, then slowly torture them to death, leaving no one alive. The name Blood Clad was also earned this way.

The atmosphere instantly became heavy; every step Qi Huan took seemed to land on everyone's hearts.

Hua Ziyue's face was filled with despair, her heart full of sorrow. She still hadn't completed the task entrusted by the First Emperor, and today, she finally lost to Song Jian.

Zheng Sanbao's expression was grave. He wanted to help, but he didn't dare to move.

Song Jian's pressure had been locking onto him. If he made any rash moves, the Emperor and Empress Dowager behind him would immediately fall victim to the opponent's deadly hands.

The only ones who didn't take it seriously were the people from Lingxiao Academy. Not only did they show no tension, but their faces even carried faint smiles.

Ye Bufan completely ignored Qi Huan walking towards him, looked at Nalan Yuka, and said, “Lanlan, you go deal with that old bastard Feng Xingkong and avenge the old Dean.

I'll kill Feng Tianxiang, and the rest will be handled by everyone together.”

“Yes!”

Jiang Fangzhou, Li Qingzhu, Hu Yaoyao, and others were all excited, speaking in unison!

The others were dumbfounded. Were these Lingxiao Academy people scared insane? They couldn't even handle one Qi Huan, and they wanted to attack Cangfeng Academy? Wasn't that seeking death?

Qi Huan was the most provoked. He had originally wanted to scare the opponents into panic and begging for mercy, then slowly torture them to death.

But he never expected that they didn't even put him in their eyes; they simply ignored him.

“You’re seeking death!”

Enraged, Qi Huan stopped playing slowly and directly extended his large hand to grab Ye Bufan.

“Dr. Ye, be careful!”

Zheng Sanbao quickly warned him. A Combined Body Realm Peak expert's attack, though seemingly casual, was incredibly powerful and far from what ordinary Cultivators could resist.

“Surname Ye, today you’re finally doomed!”

Feng Tianxiang on the other side shouted excitedly. He had always wanted to kill Ye Bufan, but he never succeeded, and instead, he was the one who suffered losses each time.

But today, in his opinion, the other party had no reason to live, after all, this was a Combined Body Realm Peak, far from what Shi Wance could compare to back then.

“You’re the one who’s doomed!”

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Ye Bufan only nodded to Zheng Sanbao, then strode towards Feng Tianxiang, completely ignoring Qi Huan's attack.

This further enraged Qi Huan, and he struck without mercy, directly slapping down with his large palm. In his mind, he would just smash this kid into a meat paste with one slap.

But just then, a figure flashed, and a slender loli stood in front of him, raising her hand and punching out. It was none other than the 8th-Order Demon Beast, Little Qing.

Ever since leaving the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, Ye Bufan had not allowed her to act, hiding her strength, which made her feel incredibly stifled. Each time, she could only watch others enjoy themselves.

This time, she finally had a chance to act, and she was full of excitement. Naturally, she showed no mercy, unleashing a powerful punch.

Qi Huan was stunned at first, not expecting a teenage girl to dare to stand up and block him.

But then, a look of horror appeared on his face. The pressure emanating from the girl instantly crushed his Aura to dust.

“Oh no, I’ve met a master!”

Qi Huan was also a seasoned veteran of many battles, rich in experience, and immediately saw that the opponent's cultivation was far above his own.

He turned his head, preparing to flee, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Although Little Qing did not reveal her true form, her strength was fully comparable to a Void Tempering Late Stage expert. With one punch, the surrounding space was confined, leaving no possibility of escape.

Feeling this world-destroying punch, a great sense of powerlessness rose from the bottom of his heart, and Qi Huan was filled with a sense of defeat.

He had originally thought that after years of enduring hardship and hiding, once he revealed his strength, he would be able to kill in all directions and have a good time.

But he never expected that his first move after his comeback would encounter a Void Tempering Realm expert. How much bad luck was this?

No matter what he thought in his heart, no matter what his emotions were, he could not stop Little Qing’s punch.

With a loud bang, Qi Huan's entire body turned into a cloud of blood mist scattering across the sky, not even a speck of bone residue remained.

The entire scene was silent; everyone was stunned by this sight.

That was a Combined Body Realm Peak expert, the notoriously fierce Blood Clad Qi Huan, who had just been so imposing and arrogant, and in a blink of an eye, he had become a pile of meat paste.

Only Little Qing looked at her fist with disappointment, then pouted and spat fiercely.

“What kind of trash was that? He was too weak! Died in one punch, I haven’t even had my fill yet.”