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Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Eight: The Final Battle with Xuan Ziming (Part Three)
The sound of continuous explosions echoed through the air, as strands of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy flew into the dark night sky. Feeling that the time was right, Ye Huan put away the Barrett Sniper Rifle and took out an RPG Rocket Launcher once more. However, he did not aim the RPG at the ground below; instead, he aimed it to his right in mid-air before pulling the trigger.
The impact of the rocket collided with the invisible barrier formed by the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy. If he could break through this barrier, then the Six-Star Spider Web Formation would naturally be disrupted. If not, Ye Huan would be the first to suffer from the explosion of the RPG rocket, given how close he was to it.
As Ye Huan focused intently on the rocket, it ultimately exploded after being obstructed by the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, forcing him to summon two Riot Shields to block the shockwave generated by the explosion.
After a cloud of smoke gradually dissipated, Ye Huan, who had just set off a firework in mid-air, could find no trace of the Six-Star Spider Web Formation being broken from where the rocket had detonated. He redirected his gaze to the ground and discovered that while the Six-Star Spider Web Formation had indeed been disrupted, a large number of Professionals had appeared on the scene, controlling members of Dragon Hall who had been briefly incapacitated by its attack.
"Despicable!!"
Furious, Ye Huan quickly returned to the ground, standing in the center of the square as he glared at Xuan Ziming across from him. He shouted, "Xuan Ziming, as a ruler of a nation, have you really relied on such underhanded tactics to govern the Southern Xiongnu Empire for so many years?"
"Underhanded tactics? Ha... ha ha ha..."
Laughing wildly until he could laugh no more, Xuan Ziming finally fixed his gaze on Ye Huan and coldly replied with a twisted expression, "As long as you die, I guarantee that no one will ever know I used underhanded tactics against you..."
"Despicable..."
These two words slipped out again, but this time they were not spoken by Ye Huan. Instead, they came from the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon beside him, who could no longer hold back and scratched its nose with its claw before grumbling. This immediately infuriated Xuan Ziming; while he could vent his anger at Ye Huan, he could not lash out at the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon. He could only suppress his resentment and turn his attention back to Ye Huan, saying, "Ye Huan, I now give you two choices: First, die at my hands, and I will spare your Dragon Hall members..."
"And the second?"
Looking at Xuan Ziming with curiosity, Ye Huan genuinely wondered if Xuan Ziming might propose an option that would allow both him and his Dragon Hall members to survive. However, Xuan Ziming disappointed him by continuing, "Second, die at Lingxiao's Blood Puppet's hands. I will still spare your Dragon Hall members."
"Could it be that this guy wants to recruit members of the Dragon Hall?"
This thought flashed through Ye Huan's mind, and he suddenly realized that it wasn't entirely impossible. After all, members of the Dragon Hall were all genuine professionals at level eight or above. If he were the emperor, Ye Huan would surely do everything possible to recruit them. However, the Blood Puppet controlled by Lingxiao Divine Sense...
It seemed that he still hadn't seen the Blood Puppet's true form. After hesitating for a moment, Ye Huan slowly spoke to Xuan Ziming, "I think I'll choose the second option! After all, Lingxiao is also a Cultivator; dying at his hands would surely be better than dying at yours."
"You... fine. Considering you're about to die, I won't hold it against you. Lingxiao! Show yourself!"
Xuan Ziming, feeling stifled by Ye Huan's words, waved his sleeve angrily and called for Lingxiao to appear. As soon as he finished speaking, six holes of varying sizes appeared in the ground of the plaza, from which a person slowly emerged. It finally dawned on Ye Huan why he hadn't sensed the presence of these six individuals earlier; they had been blocked from his Divine Sense by thick layers of soil.
"Heh heh... Ye Huan... you've finally fallen into my hands..."
A face that Ye Huan had never seen before appeared before him with a cold smile. Ye Huan immediately felt that these six individuals seemed weaker than the Blood Puppet Han Lin had transformed into back then, which puzzled him and left a hint of confusion on his face.
Seeing the expression on Ye Huan's face clearly, as if he could read Ye Huan's thoughts, Lingxiao's Blood Puppet slowly spoke up: "Surprised, aren't you? Surprised that my Blood Puppets are so weak this time? Let me tell you, Ye Huan! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to refine Blood Puppets, and my Blood Puppets wouldn't have died! Therefore, my strength wouldn't have decreased! And I wouldn't..."
"Wait a minute, are you saying that using Divine Sense to refine Blood Puppets causes a decrease in strength?" Ye Huan hurriedly interrupted the Blood Puppet controlled by Lingxiao Divine Sense. Without the Six-Star Spider Web Formation, he was extremely curious and rushed to ask the Blood Puppet.
Nodding his head, even though he was merely a Blood Puppet with a trace of Lingxiao's Divine Sense, his facial expressions were quite rich. He looked at Ye Huan as if he were some kind of freak and continued after a moment: "Refining Blood Puppets does indeed lead to a decrease in strength. If you are still a Cultivator in your next life, you might want to give it a try; only those who try will know..."
"Forget it; there's no need to wait for the next life. Since your strength has decreased significantly, why should I be afraid of you?" With a cold smile directed at Lingxiao, the Flame Sun Sword that had been resting at Ye Huan's feet suddenly shot toward Xuan Ziming's chest, perfectly pressing against his heart.
Feeling the faint flow of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy at his chest, even as a ruler of a nation, Xuan Ziming felt fear at that moment and shouted in panic: "Ye Huan, are you crazy? Don't you care about the lives of the Dragon Hall members?!"
"Yes, Ye Huan, you mustn't act recklessly..." Like Xuan Ziming, the Blood Puppet controlled by Lingxiao Divine Sense also became frightened upon seeing Ye Huan's actions and hurriedly tried to dissuade him. However, aside from this one puppet, the other five Blood Puppets unexpectedly lunged toward the members of Dragon Hall in unison, clearly intending to use them as leverage against Ye Huan.
As five Blood Puppets were about to reach the Dragon Hall members' side while condensing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy into swords, five Flying Swords formed from this energy suddenly pierced through their chests. The power contained within them instantly shattered these five Blood Puppets into pieces without giving them any chance to fight back...
"This... this is impossible! Aren't you a summoner? Why are your Cultivator techniques so powerful?"
Staring in shock at the scene before him, the remaining Blood Puppet staggered back several steps. His face was a mask of disbelief, as if he had witnessed the most incredible sight. After all, upon receiving news of Ye Huan's return from the Eastern State to the Nine Provinces Continent, Lingxiao had observed that in every battle, Ye Huan relied heavily on an array of bizarre summons and had never showcased his abilities as a Cultivator. Over time, even Lingxiao seemed to forget that Ye Huan had once dared to confront him amidst a million-strong army; how could he possibly lack any means of self-defense beyond his Arms?
As a Golden Core Stage Cultivator, Ye Huan felt no fear facing a few Blood Puppets crafted by other Golden Core Stage Cultivators. A faint smile appeared on his lips as he spoke slowly, "What’s wrong? Have you never seen a genius before?"
"A genius? Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
Staring blankly at Ye Huan, Lingxiao, who could have easily killed Ye Huan in mere moments back then, clearly did not believe what he was witnessing. However, regardless of his disbelief, after uttering those words, he suddenly felt a sword pierce through the chest of his Blood Puppet body. The sword hilt bore two striking characters: 'Flame Sun!'
"Ye Huan, in three months—at most three months—I will return to the Nine Provinces Continent. By then, you will be waiting to face the wrath of the Nine Yin Cave!"
Struggling to utter his final words, a loud explosion erupted. The righteous energy from the Flame Sun Sword surged into the Blood Puppet's body, instantly obliterating it into a bloody pulp. Blood splattered everywhere, some even hitting Ye Huan and others splattering onto Xuan Ziming…
"No! I am the greatest emperor of the Nine Provinces! Ye Huan, you cannot kill me! Otherwise, Lingxiao will surely come for revenge!"
As the stench of blood mixed with flesh filled the air, Xuan Ziming fell into madness upon seeing Ye Huan's gaze fixed on him. He stumbled backward with disheveled hair and then seemed to remember something important. In a panic, he glanced at the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon lying nearby. However, as a noble dragon, the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon regarded him with disdain and remained quietly sprawled out. This left Xuan Ziming in utter despair as he mentioned Lingxiao avenging him.
Ye Huan looked on with contempt and simply replied before swiftly shooting Xuan Ziming in the head with a Desert Eagle. He chose not to use the Flame Sun Sword for fear of dirtying it. As for what he said to Xuan Ziming, it was straightforward and succinct:
"There are still three months left, aren't there?"
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