Without Yun Che's "assistance", Yao Die and Qianye Ying'er fell into a stalemate again. The power of the two caused the barrier held up by the realm kings to shrink continuously.

And everyone could guess with their noses that in the battle between the two gods, the Imperial Heaven Realm must have brought down a disaster more terrible than a natural disaster.

The demon butterfly's target was Yun Che, and she would never allow anyone else to interfere. However, with Qianye Ying'er's strength far beyond her expectations, and the strange interference that was most likely from Yun Che, she did not stop Yan Sangeng, but once again, she saw a scene that she could never have imagined in her dreams.

Yun Che had avoided Yan Sangeng's attacks twice before, which was obviously a cover he had set up for the Thunder Sword that followed. This was also his usual method.

This was by no means a brilliant trick, and was even more of a joke in the eyes of experienced masters. But on Yun Che, it had never failed. Even Yan Sangeng, who was at the seventh level of Divine Lord and had tens of thousands of years of experience in the profound way, was directly hit.

It was not because of how exquisite his technique was, but because his aura of the profound way was too deceptive, and it could be said that it was countless times beyond the cognition of any profound practitioner. No matter how strong an ant was, it was impossible for it to really make a ten-thousand-foot fierce beast wary, let alone make it prepare with all its strength.

What's more, it was an ant that had been completely restrained and unable to move.

But on the other hand, even if Yan Sangeng was unprepared and unguarded, he was still a seventh-level Divine Lord after all! At this level, his body and protective profound strength were so strong that ordinary people could not imagine.

But Yun Che...pierced his body with a sword! ?

Boom!

With a loud bang, the black fog and black clouds exploded at the same time, and the sky seemed to split open with a terrifying crack. Qianye Ying'er turned around and came to Yun Che's side. The witch butterfly did not attack again. She looked at Yan Sangeng and Yun Che, her eyes flickering with a seldom shocked light.

The profound energy that Yun Che had just exploded with was still that of a Level 7 Divine Lord, but the aura was so violent that it was as if countless Level 7 Divine Lords were exploding at the same time. It was so powerful that it was almost as powerful as Yan Sangeng, a Level 7 Divine Lord!

What was even more unbelievable was… even if Yun Che could really increase his strength to a level close to Yan Sangeng’s, Yan Sangeng, who was caught off guard, should not have been pierced through so easily by a single sword.

The demon butterfly's gaze fell on the wound on Yan Sangeng's body. The scarlet light there pierced her eyes. The image of the Heaven Smiting Devil Slayer Sword appeared in her mind and could not be dispelled.

The scene that shattered imagination made Huangtianque terrifyingly quiet. Everyone's eyes almost popped out of their buds, and they simply couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Yan Sangeng himself seemed to be completely stunned. For one breath... two breaths... three breaths... he was still frozen there, staring blankly at the empty hole in his heart.

Finally, his lips trembled and he uttered a sound: "You..."

As soon as he uttered a word, his whole body suddenly trembled slightly, and then he fell straight down, all the way back into the barrier below. His feet sank deeply into the ground, and then he stood there, motionless again.

"Ghost...Senior Ghost King?"

The nearest few realm kings tried to move forward, and then spontaneously took out the best elixirs they had. Although as the King of Hell, it was basically impossible for him to look down on their elixirs, but if he could win a little favor from them, it would be of great use to him in the future.

However, they had only taken a few steps forward when they all suddenly stopped there.

Tian Muyi, Huo Tianxing and the others who were about to rush over also stopped there, with terrified expressions, as if they had seen a ghost.

Yan Sangeng's mysterious energy and life force were disappearing, and this dissipation was by no means due to weakness caused by injuries, but... like a balloon that suddenly burst, it was dissipating at an alarming speed.

After just a few breaths, his breath became extremely weak, and then his half-kneeling body collapsed like mud.

The moment his head hit the ground, his pupils, which had been stretched to their maximum size, slowly shrank back into the air, and then there was no more movement.

Yan Sandeng's life breath completely disappeared, and even a powerful butterfly like the demon butterfly could not sense even a trace of it.

Silence, extremely terrifying silence.

High in the sky, the demon butterfly's pupils were shrinking.

As a witch, she had cultivated dark mystical power and had long forgotten what "cold" meant. But at this moment, countless unprecedented chills were running wildly through her body, and every hair on her body was shivering as it stood on end.

Yan Sangeng...

Dead...

As a ninth-level God Lord, Yaodie could naturally defeat Yan Sangeng, a seventh-level God Lord. But it was extremely difficult to kill him.

When one reaches the late stage of God Lord, it is extremely difficult to die.

In the Yama Realm, under the Yama Emperor is Yama, under Yama is the Yama Ghosts, and Yan Sangeng is the leader of the Yama Ghosts. In the entire Yama Realm, both in strength and status, he is a transcendent existence second only to the Yama Emperor and Yama.

Therefore, even if the demon butterfly can

Even if it were easy to kill him, he would never dare to do it.

She couldn’t even believe that there was someone in the Northern Divine Region who could kill… and dared to kill the Ghost King of the Yama Realm!

I can't understand how he died! ?

With the power of the God Lord, his vitality and self-healing ability have far exceeded the realm of ordinary spirits. Even broken limbs can be healed perfectly. Being pierced by a sword is not considered a serious injury for a God Lord, and it is impossible for it to be fatal.

But under Yun Che's sword, Yan Sangeng died just like that!

The gray eyes and the aura of complete despair all proved that this absolutely impossible thing was actually happening... right before their eyes.

The wounds and scarlet marks on his body finally slowly disappeared at this time, and at the same time, wisps of dark mist slowly overflowed.

Everyone present had practiced dark mystical power for their entire lives, and there were many God Lords and God Sovereigns present, but none of them could sense the mystical aura of the black air. It was as if it was just wisps of ordinary black dust and smoke.

“This… this is…”

Tian Mu's outstretched hand froze in the air, unable to retract or put it down. As the first realm king and an eighth-level divine master, he knew very well what a seventh-level divine master was like. The shock and disbelief in his heart far exceeded that of others.

The death of King Yama was the most incredible thing that had happened in the Northern Divine Region since the sudden death of the God Emperor Jingtian ten thousand years ago.

"You're fine, but you're looking for death."

In the silent and cold world, a cold voice was heard. It was exactly the same voice and tone as before. When it fell into their ears this time, it was like an ice needle piercing their bones, making their whole bodies cold.

“There are so many idiots in the Northern Divine Region.” Yun Che sneered, “Do we have to be kept in a cage forever like a bunch of livestock?”

“…” The Witch Butterfly slowly turned her eyes and looked at Yun Che. She said in a deep voice, “Do you know… who he is?”

After she said it, she was surprised to find that her voice was trembling uncontrollably.

"Yan Sangeng, the leader of the thirty-six ghost kings in the Yama Realm." Qianye Ying'er said slowly, "He is very famous, but unfortunately his brain is not very good. He was alive and well, but he had to seek death."

The demon butterfly’s eyes were still fixed on Yun Che. Even though he had killed the King of Hell, his expression was still as dull as before. He did not show any excitement, complacency, arrogance, or fear… He was just like when he defeated the lonely swan before, as calm as if he had just crushed an ant to death with his bare hands!

That’s the ghost king of Yama world!

Or does he have no feelings at all?

"How...did he...die die?" Yaodie gritted her teeth, each word difficult to understand.

Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er didn't answer, but their eyes flashed with contempt, as if to tell her: Are you blind? Of course, stab to death.

The King of Hell was stabbed to death by a sword... Haha, what a ridiculous joke.

Yaodie did not ask any more questions. She took one last look at the body of King Yama and whispered, "No wonder..."

She turned around, and black butterflies danced on her body, carrying her figure away suddenly, disappearing into the dim sky in the blink of an eye.

"You won't keep her?" Qianye Ying'er said, "You said you would make her regret it."

“No need.” Yun Che said: “With her leaving, we have one more bargaining chip in our hands.”

Qianye Ying'er thought about it for a moment and finally understood what Yun Che meant.

Yun Che raised his hand, and in his palm, a small black cyclone was slowly flowing. The moment the Heaven Smiting Devil Slayer Sword pierced through Yan Sangeng's body, his power of eternal darkness also violently surged into his body along with the sword.

The dark profound power from the Demon Emperor was like an ancient demon god raging wildly in Yan Sangeng's body, destroying all the darkness in him.

Yun Che slowly closed his five fingers and exhaled softly. The Eternal Tribulation of Darkness could punish all darkness, but it was limited to darkness. How great it would be if it could be done to the profound practitioners of other divine realms.

The demon butterfly left, almost fleeing in panic. Yun Che was perhaps the only freak in the world who could cause such a great shock and terror to a witch.

The fighting stopped, but the barrier protecting half of the Imperial Sky Palace did not release. Pairs of eyes shrank as they looked at Yun Che. Their cognition was completely shattered today.

"Who are you?" Tian Mu clenched his hands tightly and his whole body tensed as he spoke.

A person who dares to kill even the King of Hell, the Devil, can no longer be described as a "madman".

And just one sword killed a seventh-level God Lord. For the first time in his life, Tian Mu was filled with horror.

"Let's go." Yun Che didn't even look at anyone, and turned around to leave. He came here because he wanted to make some noise during the Tianjun event. But the witch's presence

, it was a pleasant surprise.

When Yun Che said these two words again, everyone was overjoyed and made a series of exhalation sounds. Tian Mu's stiff body also relaxed, but he dared not make any more sounds, for fear that any unnecessary actions would suddenly attract his attention.

Previously, he would never allow the two to leave alive. Now, he only hoped that they would leave immediately and never show up again. He didn't even dare to know their identities.

If he kills Yan Sangeng, Yan Mojie will definitely hunt him down with all his strength. Because that sword not only pierced Yan Sangeng's body, but also pierced Yan Mojie's face.

"etc!"

The sudden voice made everyone's heart skip a beat. They wanted to slap the person who made the sound to death, but when they saw the person who made the sound, they had to grit their teeth and endure it.

The person who spoke was Fen Jieran. He looked at Yun Che’s back and asked, “Is your last name Yun?”

Facing his question, Yun Che did not respond and walked away quickly, clearly ignoring his existence.

Fen Jieran gritted his teeth secretly, but did not dare to ask any more questions.

At this time, Yun Che suddenly stopped. Just when everyone thought he was going to talk to Fen Jieran, he slowly said: "Tian Guhu, this so-called ghost king offended me, I sentenced him to death. But you are still alive, do you know why?"

Tian Guhu was seriously injured, but he saw everything that happened just now. Listening to Yun Che's words, he raised his head with difficulty, looking up at that figure that was already a little far away, and he felt only shame and humility in his heart.

What I did before was so ridiculous...too ridiculous.

"Senior... don't bother to kill me." Tian Guhu said. Even though his voice was weak and dim, it still had a unique clarity.

He called Yun Che "senior", but he would never have imagined that Yun Che's age was less than one-tenth of his.

“Heh!” Yun Che chuckled and said, “There are many people who want to escape from the cage of the Northern Divine Region because it is too difficult for them to survive. On the other hand, there are many people who have never thought of escaping because they are powerful, in high positions, and are the rulers of the Northern Divine Region. They never need to worry about the word ‘survival’, but enjoy things that others would not dare to hope for in ten lifetimes.”

"Change? Escape? To them, this is simply a joke. They enjoy everything, so why would they risk changing? When they were alive, the Northern Divine Region would not completely disappear. As for the future generations... Ha, what does it have to do with them?"

"!!" Tian Guhu raised his head suddenly, and his originally dim pupils began to tremble like crazy.

“The person who is most capable and should have fought the most has never thought of fighting. It’s rare that there is an outlier like you. It’s a pity…” Yun Che smiled coldly: “What you did was extremely childish and ridiculous! It’s even more ridiculous than… me back then!”

He turned around, his eyes fell on Tian Guhu: "Benevolence? Morality? Hehehe...what are those things? The only thing that can change all this is the ruthlessness of putting oneself in danger and the blood that is enough to cover the entire Northern Territory. Do you understand?"

Tian Guhu was struck by lightning, and his whole body shook violently. He looked into Yun Che's eyes, and his pupils trembled more and more violently... Suddenly, he struggled to get up, and despite the bursting of his wounds, he knelt heavily there.

"Guhu, you?" Tian Mu was stunned, and everyone was stunned.

Bang!

He slammed his head heavily towards Yun Che. He used all his strength to slam his head against the ground, but he didn’t protect himself. The wounds that had just healed were all torn apart, and blood gushed out of his forehead. When he raised his head, his face was covered with blood and tears: “Senior, please… accept me as your disciple. Gu Hu… is willing to follow you and work like a slave for you… please help me!”

Tian Guhu's words shocked Tian Muyi and others. Tian Muyi rushed forward and grabbed Tian Guhu's shoulders: "Guhu, what nonsense are you talking about!"

He immediately turned around and said to Yun Che: “Ling Yun… Senior, my son is seriously injured, unconscious, and talking nonsense. I hope you don’t mind.”

Yun Che's origins were unknown and his personality was strange and cruel. He had just killed the King of Hell and would be hunted down by the Yama Realm. How could he allow Tian Gu Hu to have anything to do with him?

Tian Gu Hu usually never disobeyed his father’s words, but this time, he stared at Yun Che with both eyes, and said in a hoarse and resolute voice: “Father, I have never been so clear-headed in my life.”

Tian Mu was stunned.

He had never seen the look in Tian Guhu's eyes before. At this moment, a sad, yet extremely clear thought suddenly emerged in his heart... It seemed that he had never really understood this son he was most proud of.

A lonely swan... a lonely bird that even his father, the king, has excluded.

“Please accept me as your master?” Yun Che turned his back and said, “You are far from qualified. But your life may be useful to me. And that day… will not be too far away.”

The sound was still in his ears, but Yun Che's figure had gone far away, leaving only Tian Guhu staring blankly at the sky.