Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 1545 - 1530: All Right, That’s Enough, You Losers!

Outside of the Netherworld Purgatory, among Ten Thousand Corpses, figures kept flashing.

Mo Xiaoyao, Luo Qingchuan, Xiao Tianyi, Andang, Miee Tian, Ning Cheng, the Eight Ghost Generals! Together with Lingg Yefeng, who appeared earlier, fifteen Supreme Martial Emperors appeared all at once.

"Brother!" Following that, a delightful girl's voice echoed, reaching Shi Feng's ears.

Upon hearing that voice, Shi Feng's smiling face suddenly changed, and he immediately saw a beautiful figure outside the giant black vortex.

The little girl, Shi Ling!

"Ling'er! Little girl!" Shi Feng called out with a smile.

Seeing Shi Ling safe and sound here, seeing all these people appear unharmed, Shi Feng's heart was finally at ease.

Now, the only thing left was to deal with those wretches ahead.

In the half year I was away from the Tianheng Continent, these wretches dared to come to my doorstep.

What audacity!

Thirty-four, none of these thirty-four will be left!

In that moment, Shi Feng had sentenced those thirty-four people to death.

And those thirty-four, unaware of Emperor Nine Nether's return, were facing their doom. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Their eyes turned to the figures appearing in front of the black vortex, Ling Family Patriarch Ling Hun laughed towards them: "Well! Everyone's come out! Even you, little bastard, have come out too!"

"Hmph! Bad people!" Originally pleased, Shi Ling's face turned to disgust upon hearing Ling Hun's words and seeing the Ling Family's people again.

It was this Ling Family that took her away from her mother and brother; it was these Ling Family people who forced her to do things she didn't want to do; it was this Ling Family Patriarch who cast her brother into a space black hole, uncertain of life or death for the past six months.

"Alright, everyone!" At this time, Ling Family Patriarch Ling Hun spoke again, addressing the restless strong ones around them: "Let's strike together now and obliterate these Netherworld bastards in one go, lest they cause more trouble in the future! As for the Death God Scythe, we'll compete for it based on our abilities later!"

Compete based on abilities later! Currently, the Ling Family had the most strong ones, nearly half!

If it was based on ability, the hope of the Death God Scythe falling into their Ling Family's hands was still significant!

Even if, at that time, the Death God Scythe didn't fall into their hands, after annihilating the Netherworld bastards, then... hmm hmm!

After all, Ling Hun and the Ling Family had long plotted their course in their minds.

Upon hearing Ling Hun's words, as his voice just fell, thirty-three Supreme Martial Emperors simultaneously made their moves.

Bright, dazzling lights, fiery flames, torrents, giant mountains... waves of super-strong Supreme Martial Emperor power explosively blasted towards the Netherworld Purgatory, towards the sixteen figures in front of the giant black vortex.

Faced with the strike of thirty-three super-strong forces coming at them, Lingg Yefeng, Mo Xiaoyao, and the others' expressions changed drastically.

They only had fifteen Supreme Martial Emperors. And now, they were facing the strongest strike of thirty-three Supreme Martial Emperors!

"Kill, kill, kill! Fight our way out! No matter what, we must bring Master back to the Netherworld Purgatory!" Though their expressions changed just now, they were still unafraid, and Lingg Yefeng shouted to the others.

Emperor Xiaoyao, Mo Xiaoyao, upon hearing the first senior brother Lingg Yefeng's words, his face immediately turned resolute, and he shouted:

"That's right! Fight our way out! Bring Master back to the Netherworld Purgatory, even if I, Mo Xiaoyao, die in battle today! As long as Master is here, these people... these wretches, will one day pay the price!"

As he spoke the last sentence, Mo Xiaoyao's expression and tone became increasingly firm!

Luo Qingchuan, Xiao Tianyi: "Kill! Bring back Master!"

Ning Cheng: "Bring back Master Ancestor!"

Miee Tian, Andang, Eight Ghost Generals: "Bring back the Great Emperor!"

Shi Ling: "Brother!"

Immediately, facing those thirty-three super strong Martial Emperor powers, the fifteen also took action.

Lingg Yefeng swung his right hand fiercely, sending the fully powered Death God Scythe spinning forward again for a slash!

Mo Xiaoyao punched fiercely, a gigantic punch silhouette striking out.

Luo Qingchuan, holding the Eight-star Emperor-level Weapon Xuanyuan Halberd that Shi Feng had given him after slaying Xuanyuan Changyun, which flashed with dazzling golden light, then slashed with a halberd strike!

A giant pale-white halberd shadow descended from the firmament.

...

An ancient war erupted outside the Netherworld Purgatory on the Tianheng Continent.

If this battle, this ultimate battle were passed on, it would surely enter the annals of the Tianheng Continent, passed on for ages.

...

In that small world, an unparalleled battle erupted, but in another void, Shi Feng still stood alone proudly in the void, unmoved.

From his appearance, it seemed as if the battle ahead had nothing to do with him.

After a while, Shi Feng showed a somewhat satisfied look, nodded slowly, and said: "Not bad, during my absence, you guys have made some progress."

Amidst the outbreak of a super-strong battle, he was still interested in saying that they had some improvement.

Although Shi Feng's voice wasn't loud, he made sure it reached everyone's ears without missing a word.

Originally filled with murderous intent, the raging power inundating the battlefield, originally fully committed to battle, everyone's face suddenly changed again.

Lingg Yefeng: "At such a time, he has the mood to say this!"

Mo Xiaoyao: "Oh my God!"

Luo Qingchuan, Xiao Tianyi: "..." Speechless.

But at that moment, as the two waves of fierce supreme power were about to collide, that young voice suddenly sounded again, echoing into everyone's ears:

"Alright, that's enough, wretches! Do you want to be skinned and dismembered, or be burned alive by fiery flames and then have your souls extracted?"

Shi Feng's words at this moment were not heeded by those strong Martial Emperors, but immediately, their hearts suddenly trembled.

Each discovered that their most powerful strike had suddenly disappeared.

Disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Not only did the attacks of those thirty-three Supreme Martial Emperors disappear, but the fifteen waves of attacks from the Nine Nether side also vanished without a trace, even the Death God Scythe flew back to Lingg Yefeng.

The energy collision that was about to explode, mysteriously... just disappeared!

This blast of energy was the energy released by a Nine-star Supreme Martial Emperor!

What on earth was going on?

What on earth had happened?

Soon after, someone gradually realized the words of the earlier voice, some slowly turned their heads, and with terrified faces, looked towards that seemingly lonely young figure.