Heaven-Surpassing Divine Emperor

Sunset Slope.

It earned its name because every day at dusk, the last rays of the setting sun would vanish from this very spot.

Sunset Slope was pockmarked with craters and littered with debris, the destructive marks of powerful Martial Skills visible everywhere. In just one day, it had been the stage for no fewer than ten intense battles, each one involving a True Martial Realm Powerhouse.

At this moment, in the deepest part of Sunset Slope, several powerhouses from the Lui Family, the City Lord’s Mansion, and the Red Flame Army were leaning against the withered trunk of a decaying tree, seizing the chance to recover their True Qi.

In the shadows behind the dead tree, a dozen or so heavily injured experts lay on the ground, being tended to by others.

Lui Tiantian’s pretty face was drained of all color. A deep sorrow clouded her features as she asked in a tearful voice, "Brother Yifa, are we going to die here?"

"No, absolutely not!"

Lui Yifa comforted Lui Tiantian, but as he was about to say more, he couldn’t help but glance around.

The Lui Family had entered with seven people. Now, besides Lui Yifa and Lui Tiantian, everyone else was critically wounded. Two had already breathed their last, left behind forever on Sunset Slope.

Even the experts from the City Lord’s Mansion and the Red Flame Army were covered in wounds, no longer possessing the strength to fight.

Looking at the scene, Lui Yifa’s own confidence began to waver.

Ever since they encountered the Qinghuo Gang’s masters last night, their group had been relentlessly hunted, suffering heavy losses.

If Si Xiaosheng and Yulan Tianpeng hadn’t appeared with their men in the nick of time, Lui Yifa and the others would have already fallen to the blades of the Qinghuo Gang.

But even with Si Xiaosheng and Yulan Tianpeng’s help, their situation had gone from bad to worse after Zhao Qiankun appeared and single-handedly defeated the combined forces of Yulan Tianpeng, Si Xiaosheng, and Little White in a one-on-three battle.

He glanced at Little White, who was lying nearby, its snow-white fur stained red with blood. He clenched his fists tightly. ’Damn it all! If I had also advanced to the True Martial Realm, I could at least fight those bastards from the Qinghuo Gang. But now... even though Zhao Qiankun has gone to hunt down Yulan Tianpeng and Si Xiaosheng, Little White alone is no match for the Qinghuo Gang’s seven True Martial Realm powerhouses...’

Si Xiaosheng and Yulan Tianpeng were no match for Zhao Qiankun to begin with.

This was especially true after Zhao Qiankun obtained an ancient treasure, consumed a Spirit Medicine from within it, and advanced to the True Martial Realm Fourth Stage. After that, even Si Xiaosheng, Yulan Tianpeng, and Little White combined couldn’t defeat him.

In the end, it was Yulan Tianpeng who used a Secret Technique to injure Zhao Qiankun. Infuriated, Zhao Qiankun had set off alone to hunt the two of them down.

Only then did Lui Yifa and the others get a moment to catch their breath.

Otherwise...

Sunset Slope would already be littered with corpses, and they would be nothing but dust in the earth.

"Hahaha, you trash from the Lui Family, aren’t you going to come out and die?"

"Did you think you could oppose our Qinghuo Gang just because you latched onto Jiang Chen? You’re courting death! There’s only one end for those who dare to oppose our Qinghuo Gang—death!"

"Brothers, we’ve wasted too much time on this Lui Family trash! That Demon Beast has no fight left in it. Let’s storm Sunset Slope and finish this. The Young Master gave his orders: cripple the cultivation of all the men and cut off their limbs. As for the women, they’re for us brothers to enjoy!"

"Kill!"

A series of taunts echoed from outside Sunset Slope.

Seven powerful waves of True Essence led the charge, transforming into seven long rainbows that tore through the air with a deafening sonic boom.

It was the seven great True Martial Realm masters of the Qinghuo Gang!

"Damn it, they’re back..."

"Brothers, let’s give these Qinghuo Gang bastards everything we’ve got!" Lui Yifa’s eyes were bloodshot. He ripped off a strip of cloth and tied his hand firmly to his Battle Blade, his killing intent soaring.

The dozen or so experts from the Red Flame Army and the City Lord’s Mansion also rose to their feet as one.

Every single one of them emanated an air of grim determination, ready to fight to the death.

Little White staggered to its feet. It had already been severely injured in the fight against Zhao Qiankun.

Adding to that, it had borne the brunt of the attacks while fending off the seven True Martial Realm powerhouses, piling injury upon injury. As soon as it stood up, its limbs gave way, and it swayed, about to collapse. Lui Yifa quickly steadied it and asked with concern, "Little White, are you okay?"

"I-I’m fine!"

Little White bared its white teeth, forcing a human-like smile. "I can still fight!"

"Don’t push yourself. You’ve already done more than enough!" Lui Yifa patted Little White, his blood-red eyes growing moist and his voice hoarse. "Little White, the Qinghuo Gang plans to wipe us all out with this attack. In a moment... you take the chance to get Tiantian out of here. Go find the Boss. I’ll cover your escape!"

"No! The Boss told me to protect you..." Little White said loudly.

That low roar, however, pulled at its wounds. Its body trembled slightly, and the light from the crown-like tuft of fur on its head dimmed a little.

Lui Yifa was so moved he was on the verge of tears. "Little White..."

"Stop being sentimental... They’re here. Let’s fight!" Little White forced itself to stand tall. Its jade-green eyes glinted with an extreme coldness as it bared its fangs in a ferocious snarl.

Lui Yifa nodded heavily, a look of resolve in his eyes. "Alright! Let’s fight side-by-side and take these Qinghuo Gang bastards down with us!"

"Hahaha, Lui Yifa, you still want to resist?" The speaker, dressed in Qinghuo Gang attire, was named Zhao Lin. He was the strongest of the seven.

Beside him, a young man with a severed arm named Zhao Yi stared coldly at Little White and said sinisterly, "Brother Lin, leave that animal to me. That motherfucker, it cut off my arm. I’m going to tear it to shreds!"

"No problem!"

"That woman is quite a looker. Don’t any of you dare fight me for her later!"

"Kill!"

Zhao Lin waved his hand fiercely.

SWISH SWISH SWISH...

The seven True Martial Realm powerhouses, along with a dozen or so Martial Arts Realm experts, charged forward, brimming with killing intent.

Countless flashes of blades and swords erupted across Sunset Slope. True Qi and True Essence intertwined, stirring the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi and kicking up a howling wind that rumbled through the area.

The battle...

was incredibly brutal!

Wielding his Battle Blade, Lui Yifa unleashed terrifying combat power, actually managing to fight one of the True Martial Realm powerhouses to a standstill.

PFFT!

The True Martial Realm powerhouse, Zhao Rui, pierced Lui Yifa’s shoulder with his Long Spear. Lui Yifa shuddered and spat a cloud of blood mist at Zhao Rui. With Zhao Rui’s vision obscured, Lui Yifa advanced instead of retreating, grabbing the spear’s shaft with one hand and surging forward to close the distance between them.

He swung his Battle Blade fiercely!

"Not good!"

Zhao Rui’s expression changed. He waved his hand, conjuring a True Essence Giant Shield in front of him.

CLANG...

With a crisp crack, the upper half of the Battle Blade snapped off. The True Essence Giant Shield was also cleaved in two by the blow. However, with the blade broken, only the remaining half-blade struck Zhao Rui’s shoulder, hacking his right arm clean off.

"AHHH..."

Zhao Rui screamed, his face contorted in a savage grimace. His eyes flashed with a mad, bloodthirsty light, as if he wanted to devour someone whole. "Lui Yifa, I’ll kill you!"

He struck out with his palm.

Imbued with the True Essence Light, the palm strike slammed viciously into Lui Yifa’s chest, causing it to cave in and breaking three or four of his ribs. Lui Yifa was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground. He coughed up blood, all his strength to resist gone.

"Jie Jie, you took my arm, so I’ll take your life!" Zhao Rui snarled coldly. He pulled out his Long Spear and aimed a vicious thrust at Lui Yifa’s heart.

"Lui Yifa...!"

Noticing the situation from a distance, Little White let out a furious roar. The fur all over its body stood on end as terrifying Demon Elemental Power circulated around it. An Ice Arrow condensed in its mouth, radiating an endless chill. With a WHIR, it shot out, blasting forward with incredible speed.

PFFT—

The Ice Arrow was so fast that even the six True Martial Realm experts besieging Little White couldn’t react before it pierced through Zhao Rui’s body.

"WAH..."

Zhao Rui let out a wretched cry. Still in his spear-raising posture, a patch of blue ice crystals spread out from the Ice Arrow, freezing him solid into an ice sculpture.

With a BOOM, the entire ice sculpture exploded. The distinguished True Martial Realm powerhouse, Zhao Rui, was obliterated, not even a single bone left behind!

"No...!"

"You animal! You dared to kill Zhao Rui! I’ll take your life!"

"Die!"

The six True Martial Realm powerhouses finally reacted, their eyes practically splitting with rage as they let out furious roars.

The six of them joined forces, unleashing their ultimate killing moves.

A sky-blotting torrent of terrifying attacks bombarded Little White.

"Block it...!"

Little White roared hysterically. A brilliant white light surged from its body as it spat out one Ice Shield after another, but they were simply no match for the attacks of six True Martial Realm powerhouses. The Ice Shields shattered, turning into a fine powder of pale blue ice that scattered in the air. Zhao Lin’s sharp sword then slashed viciously down onto Little White’s body.

BANG—

Little White coughed up a mouthful of blood as it was slammed to the ground by the sword strike.

"Little beast, I’ll avenge my brother!" Zhao Lin’s face was dark and savage. He condensed True Essence on his longsword and swung it down at Little White’s head.

Little White was unable to move, only able to watch as the sword descended.

Within its jade-like eyes, memories of every moment it had spent with Jiang Chen flashed by. A look of despair appeared. ’B-Boss... I’m sorry. I couldn’t complete the mission you gave me. I have to go on ahead...’

Little White closed its eyes in despair.

But what none of them noticed... was a Flowing Light, moving with astonishing speed like a shooting star, plummeting down from the sky...