The Imperial Martial Pill Venerable

"It’s taking this long just to deal with two Martial Artists from the Earth Element Realm? If word of this got out, it would be a disgrace to my name. What a bunch of trash." Han Ling snorted, clearly displeased with his fellow Disciples from the Vast Sea Divine Palace. He then smirked coldly. "It seems I’ll have to handle this myself."

The moment he finished speaking, he took a sudden step forward. The True Essence in his body surged like a tsunami as he slowly pushed out a palm. His attack enveloped both Lu Yin and Xiao Yunchen. BOOM! The earth cracked and the mountains seemed to tremble!

Lu Yin and Xiao Yunchen were sent flying out from the cloud of dust.

"This guy’s combat strength is far greater than that of an ordinary Celestial Essence Realm Martial Artist. It looks like we’ll have a hard time winning this fight." Blood trickled from the corner of Xiao Yunchen’s mouth, his True Essence roiling as a searing War Intent burned in his eyes. "But if they want to keep us here, they’ll have to pay a price."

Hearing this, Lu Yin gave a grim smile. His gaze, fixed on Han Ling and the others, was thick with killing intent. "Even if I die, I’m taking a few of them down with me," he said coldly. "Especially that Lan Xin. I will kill him."

Han Ling’s figure flashed, and he appeared before them. He looked at Lu Yin and Xiao Yunchen, the corners of his lips curling into a cold sneer. "You can be proud for withstanding a single palm strike from me. I’ll give you one last chance..."

"Cut the crap and fight!" Xiao Yunchen, who was usually all smiles, roared in anger. His True Essence boiled, and Flames erupted around him.

"Courting... death."

Han Ling’s expression turned completely frigid. He stared at Lu Yin and Xiao Yunchen as if they were already dead men. Then, he raised his palm and struck without hesitation.

The palm strike was as ferocious and irresistible as a flash flood.

But Lu Yin and Xiao Yunchen would not simply wait for death. They pushed their True Essence to its absolute limit, their eyes burning with infinite rage as they unleashed a palm strike carrying the power of Wind Thunder.

The moment the three streams of Palm Power collided, the impact shook the entire area.

.........

Qin Ya was walking through the mountain forest when suddenly, a loud roar echoed from not far away, kicking up clouds of dust. He paused. ’Oh? Sounds like a fight. Judging by the aura, they’re not weak. I should go take a look.’

With an indifferent smile, Qin Ya’s figure blurred as he sped toward the battle.

Dust swirled through the air. Trees were shattered and the ground was cracked—a scene of utter devastation met his eyes.

Three figures stood amidst the dust.

One, dressed in blue robes, was handsome and wore a calm expression. The other two were in tattered clothes, their faces pale, with trickles of blood at the corners of their mouths.

"Heh, you two actually thought you could fight me? You’re courting death," Han Ling said with a cold, disdainful sneer, his expression filled with absolute arrogance.

He was a Martial Artist of the Celestial Essence Realm, one of the few with the highest Cultivation within the Hidden Dragon Valley Secret Realm. Moreover, his combat strength far surpassed that of an ordinary Celestial Essence Realm Martial Artist.

He had entered the Hidden Dragon Valley this time with immense confidence.

To him, Lu Yin and Xiao Yunchen were nothing more than a few pebbles in his path on this journey, easily kicked aside with the slightest effort.

"The gap in our strength is just too big," Lu Yin said through gritted teeth.

"Damn it." Xiao Yunchen was filled with indignation. A suffocating rage was pent up in his chest. Back in the Empire, they were prodigies admired by all, yet here in the Hidden Dragon Valley, they had been reduced to this.

"Damn it all!!"

Xiao Yunchen suddenly roared, circulating all his True Essence. Waves of incredibly powerful Flames erupted from him as his figure shot forward, charging straight at Han Ling!

"Hmph. A desperate struggle before death!"

Han Ling sneered dismissively. His figure moved, neither dodging nor evading, and he charged straight forward. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Their figures moved too fast for the eye to follow. All that could be heard were the continuous explosive roars in the air, sending ripples through the void.

After a final, deafening roar, Xiao Yunchen’s body was thrown backward. He coughed up blood and collapsed onto the ground in a miserable state. Yet, his face was filled with a wild look of triumph. He burst out laughing. "Hahaha... *cough, cough*... You think you can take my life without paying a price?"

Across from him, Han Ling’s face was terrifyingly grim. On his right shoulder, a blackened hole was burned through his clothes, revealing scorched skin beneath. Although the injury was minor, it still enraged him.

"You... you damned mutt!!"

Veins popped on Han Ling’s forehead as he gritted his teeth, his face contorted with rage. "You went all out, willing to trade blow for blow... Very good. Very good..."

"Haha, Xiao Yunchen, you really impressed me!" Seeing this, the gloom on Lu Yin’s face lessened, and he too began to laugh.

This only made Han Ling’s expression even uglier.

"You two are really infuriating!" Just then, Lan Xin walked over. He looked at the two laughing men, his brow furrowed slightly. "So happy even when you’re about to die," he said coldly. "Hmph. It seems I’ll have to teach you a lesson.

Lan Xin smirked coldly. In a flash, he was in front of the laughing Xiao Yunchen. He lifted his right foot and stomped down hard on Xiao Yunchen’s left. CRACK! Xiao Yunchen’s laughter died instantly. A cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his contorted face turned deathly pale.

Lan Xin had just brutally snapped the bone in his left leg.

"Bastard!"

Lu Yin’s pupils contracted. He tried to rush to the rescue but was sent flying by a palm strike from Han Ling. "What’s the hurry?" Han Ling said coldly. "You’re next."

"Go on, laugh! Keep laughing!" Lan Xin said with a sinister sneer.

But Xiao Yunchen didn’t cry out in pain, nor did he beg for mercy. An incredibly cold light shone from his eyes as he snarled, "Lan Xin, you son of a bitch! You better make sure you kill me, because if I live, I will slice you into a thousand pieces!"

Lan Xin was completely unfazed by Xiao Yunchen’s curses. "You can rest assured," he said contemptuously. "I have no intention of letting either of you live."

With that, he lifted his foot again and brought it down on Xiao Yunchen’s right hand.

CRUNCH! Xiao Yunchen let out a muffled grunt, his face twisting in agony.

Lan Xin’s brow furrowed slightly. "Still acting tough, huh? Hmph."

The other Vast Sea Divine Palace Disciples nearby frowned at the sight. They seemed to disapprove of Lan Xin’s torturous methods, but none of them spoke up to stop him.

Just then, Han Ling walked over and said grimly to Xiao Yunchen, "Now you can only lie on the ground like a dog, at the mercy of others."

"If you beg for mercy now, I might just spare your life."

Xiao Yunchen’s lips moved. "Fuck you!"

A vicious glint flashed in Han Ling’s eyes. "Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish."

With that, he raised his palm and brought it down fiercely toward Xiao Yunchen’s head. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

At that moment, his heart suddenly leaped. An intense chill washed over him, making his scalp tingle and his pupils shrink. He felt as if he were enveloped by an immense, terrifying presence. Without a moment’s hesitation, he abandoned his attack on Xiao Yunchen and shot backward.

In the very instant he retreated, a pitch-black spear slammed into the spot where he had just been standing, burying itself halfway into the earth.

A drop of cold sweat trickled down Han Ling’s forehead. If he had hesitated for even a single second, that spear would have run him through.