Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 818 - 816: That’s Your Third Aunt

In the minds of all Divine Clan members, the Human Clan are mere ants, weak and incapable of reaching the same heights as their Divine Clan, even after a lifetime of cultivation.

But now, Mo Sang, a genius of the Divine Clan, has been severely wounded twice by Chen Pingping.

He is furious and repairs his injuries once more to launch a powerful attack...

Unfortunately, although Chen Pingping’s realm is far below that of Mo Sang, his attacks are overwhelmingly powerful, completely unmatched by Mo Sang. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Another punch lands, Six Tao Reincarnation Fist...

Black vortices appear in the sky, enveloping the battlefield, highlighting Chen Pingping as the Reincarnation Emperor charging forward.

His hands open and close widely, exuding a vast aura.

"Divine Clan?"

"You’re not capable."

"How dare you harm my descendant, you’re destined to suffer calamity." Carefree words echo across the battlefield.

Accompanied by his powerful punch.

Ah!

The area is turbid, impossible for anyone to see, only Mo Sang’s miserable cries resonate.

At this moment, Divine Clan’s experts guarding the surroundings also begin to take action, rushing here, unleashing overwhelming skill.

Some even summon Divine Weapons.

People are shocked: "This?"

It’s truly shameless.

Two young people are fighting, yet they choose to intervene.

But upon careful consideration, isn’t this typical of the Divine Clan?

Divine Clan experts cannot just watch as Chen Pingping slays Mo Sang...

"This is bad..." Someone murmurs: "Although this Human Clan member is powerful, he is ultimately just one person; how could he contend against Divine Clan experts?"

This is a significant issue.

Whether Mo Sang can be slain is one thing.

But the Divine Clan has dozens of experts here, each very powerful, including a true Emperor Realm expert with a strong Divine Weapon in hand.

"It’s such a pity, just a bit more and Mo Sang could have been slain."

"If it were me, I’d have left with my daughter right after wounding Mo Sang."

"Exactly!"

"Being so obstinate is not necessarily a good thing..."

Not far away.

The little maid softly asks: "Master, should we intervene?"

Pop!

Dark Unparalleled flicks her forehead: "What are you thinking?"

Intervene?

Why intervene?

Does he have a deep relationship with Chen Pingping?

Before the maid can retort, he snorts, saying: "That fellow clearly lacks brains, daring to strike Mo Sang. Luckily, I’m smart... keeping my distance from him. If the True Martial Dynasty people saw, wouldn’t it be hard to explain?"

The maid is confused: "Master, you previously said he was smart."

Dark Unparalleled rolls his eyes: "That was fake."

"You also said before that you felt deep empathy for him, wishing to become sworn brothers with him."

"..."

That was in the Dead Sea.

Under Chen Pingping’s powerful pressure, he had no choice but to compromise.

Now, with Chen Pingping striking Mo Sang, the outcome is already set...

Dark Unparalleled laughs: "See? So many people attacking together, yet that guy, no matter how strong, cannot change the outcome."

He is convinced of this conclusion.

But?

Soon he witnesses a surprising scene.

All the attacks by Divine Clan experts appear to be devoured by some force.

In the murky battleground, it’s as if a terrifying beast lurks, swallowing their attacks.

Dark Unparalleled widens his eyes.

The observing Qi Refiners quiet down.

Then, a rising sun emerges.

It’s Chen Pingping, operating the True Solar Scripture, piercing through the murky battlefield, illuminating the gloomy sky.

People see Chen Pingping taking action.

Like a god, he looks down on Mo Sang: "I will kill you, even if a Celestial God descends, it can’t save you."

The statement is arrogant, but no one can refute it.

Earlier, dozens of Divine Clan experts’ simultaneous attacks were all swallowed,

The place is bizarre.

Now, as Chen Pingping blooms again, a thick killing intent pierces sky and earth and penetrates Mo Sang’s body. He cries out continuously, roars, in grief and indignation...

As a Divine Clan genius, he is actually suppressed by an ant.

It’s humiliating.

Mo Sang sneers: "Human Clan, you’re doomed. I will kill you and sell your daughter to a brothel, letting her suffer torture and torment; I will do as I say..."

Boom!

Chen Pingping strides toward him, carrying the True Solar Scripture, his expression cold, hands opening and closing widely, once more penetrating Mo Sang’s body.

At this moment... He is already a bloody mess, struggling to reorganize, cold and sinister laughter resounds, not at all mocking.

"My Divine Clan’s strength, is by no means comparable to you ants!" Mo Sang roars.

"Protect the master!" The Emperor Realm holding the Qiankun Mirror commands.

Crash!

They rush toward here again.

At the same time, the Emperor realm expert also intervenes, and the Qiankun Mirror is revived once more, its divine might surging down rapidly, within just a few breaths.

The killing intent of the Qiankun Mirror momentarily suppresses the battlefield.

After all, it’s an Emperor Realm expert.

After all, it’s a divine weapon surpassing Emperor Weapons.

No matter how strong Chen Pingping is, he has yet to verify the Tao to become an emperor, too far apart from that realm.

However...

No one knew, suppressing the battlefield, swallowing their attacks was never Chen Pingping but another person, Zi Ji...

At the moment of Qiankun Mirror’s awakening, as the attack submerged, the Yuan World quietly revived.

Zi Ji’s figure walked down from the depths of the Heaven Domain, calmly, with slender jade hands waving, opening a crack in the Yuan World, swallowing the Qiankun Mirror’s attack power entirely.

Everyone is shocked.

True Martial Clan is horrified.

Dark Tribe’s experts are solemn.

Dark Unparalleled gapes, exclaiming.

At the moment Zi Ji appears, all of the Yuan Clan’s members’ hearts are shaken, as if sensing something, they stare hard at Zi Ji.

An can’t help but ask: "Madam, who is she?"

Guang Xiaoyu softly responds: "Third Aunt."

An: "???"

A sudden Madam has already puzzled her, now there’s a Third Aunt.

With Zi Ji’s suppression, neither the True Martial Clan nor the powerful Divine Weapon and Emperor Realm expert’s attacks can reach here.

Chen Pingping continues to strike, punch after punch.

Despite Mo Sang being reassembled each time, and laughing wantonly, yet...he gradually senses something wrong...

Why is no one coming?

Where are they?

Where are my clansmen?

Dammit!

Dozens of True Martial Clan experts, including one Emperor Realm, holding Heaven Emperor Soldiers.

Such a powerful lineup, can’t defeat a single Human Clan ant?

As he reorganizes his flesh once more, he strenuously opens his eyes, witnessing the terrible truth.

His clansmen are blocked by a little girl.

Mo Sang’s pupils constrict suddenly.

Boom!

Another punch, power mixed with killing intention, suddenly erupts, fully penetrating Mo Sang’s body, once more disassembling him.

Mo Sang’s will starts to collapse.

A little girl, stands against his clansmen.

Now, he is suppressed by a Human Clan ant, how can it not suffocate him?

Fortunately, Netherworld generals rush over: "How dare you!"

They are very strong.

From a distance, controlling Qi, storm rages across the sky, airflow whistling forth...

But when they clearly see Zi Ji’s silhouette, feel the ripple of her aura, and see the Yuan World, the two Netherworld generals and the Soldier King behind are aghast.