Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Disaster has struck!

What disaster could make the faces of the mighty agents from the Bureau of Superpowers change so drastically?

"What happened? Did those foreign powers who left engage in battle or injure someone?"

Shenfeng was the first to have this thought, perhaps only chaos like this could be considered a disaster, why else would the members of the Bureau of Superpowers have such drastic changes in their expressions?

"No, no!" gasped the person who had run over, panting heavily.

"It's the Netherworld Sect! The Netherworld Sect's army has come to Donghai City, and Yan Jun himself is present. Right now, he's engaged in fierce battle with a mysterious combatant at a manor in the suburbs!"

"More than a dozen of our agents have already been injured, all by the powerful Yan Jun personally."

As the words fell, Ye Ling's head buzzed, his complexion instantly transformed. Yan Jun, Yan Jun, wasn't he the Sect Leader of the Netherworld Sect, a combatant of the Foundation Establishment Stage?

He had actually made his move to Shen Yue Xin's estate while Ye Ling was not at home, it was unknown whether the women at home had been harmed. A combatant of the Foundation Establishment Stage, if initiating a massacre, could cause absolutely devastating damage.

"Bastard! Seeking death!"

Ye Ling clenched his teeth, caring not for shocking the world, his figure soared into the sky, his spiritual power burning tumultuously, the Six Golden Cores within his body spinning wildly.

"Hurry! Go back! Have everyone return at once, protect the women in the manor with all your might. If anything happens, you're all bloody going back to farming!" Shenfeng roared.

Li Tianhao's expression was also ice cold, with a slight hint of fear in his heart. If, just if, something happened to the women in the manor or something irreversible occurred, once the powerful Ye Ling lost his mind, who knew what terrible things could happen.

In an instant, the entirety of Donghai City's official superpower agencies were in motion; those so-called police were utterly useless, as just one Yan Jun could decimate an entire armed force with real guns and live ammunition.

Inside Shen Yue Xin's manor, blood flowed across the ground, the sight of fresh blood piercing the eye, the smell of blood pervading the air.

Lying on the floor were the bodies of security guards, each having died a brutal death, and in the back garden of the manor, a tall man sat in a mahogany chair, his gaze indifferent.

The man exuded a powerful aura of slaughter, enough to deter countless miscreants. He was none other than Yan Jun, the Sect Leader of the Netherworld Sect, a presence that caused countless powers both domestic and international to tremble at the news.

There were far too many assassins from the Netherworld Sect, so many that some people died without knowing how they had perished, and all of these soul-harvesting ghouls were led by Yan Jun, which spoke volumes of his reputation.

"Zang Hua! You are my most valued subordinate, yet you dared to betray the Netherworld Sect, betray me. Did you consider the consequences of today?" Yan Jun spoke softly.

In front of Yan Jun stood Shen Yue Xin, Zang Hua, Liu Qiao'er, and several other women, each wearing a determined look. Beside them, Wang Shufen's face was filled with terror.

They were all dead, besides them, everyone in the manor had been killed by this dreadful person. Even Zang Hua, whose strength had broken through to the Innate Realm, was severely injured by Yan Jun.

Whoosh, figure after figure landed behind Yan Jun, nearly twenty people in all, each a powerful assassin with the lowest among them being at the peak of the Houtian Stage, the elite of the Netherworld Sect.

"Sect Leader, no one else is alive in the entire manor," a member of the Innate Realm said softly.

Yan Jun gave a cold smile and stood up, "Zang Hua, I'll give you a chance. Return to the Netherworld Sect, become my woman, and I'll spare your life. Of course, these people must be killed, as punishment, to teach you a lesson for the future!"

Zang Hua, already a poisonous rose of the Netherworld Sect, had long been in Yan Jun's sights. Upon seeing Zang Hua's breakthrough to the Innate Realm this time, Yan Jun was shocked and more determined than ever to take her under his wing.

Supported by Shen Yue Xin, Zang Hua coughed up a mouthful of blood, giving a cold laugh, "I'm sorry, but I refuse!"

"You fools who know nothing of life and death, even ignoring the words of the Sect Leader, I see you truly wish to die!"

An expert of the Innate Realm coldly shouted, his figure flashed, and he was already by Zang Hua's side. With a palm strike, the fierce palm wind, carrying a thick black smoke, was aimed at Zang Hua.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Back off!" Shen Yue Xin yelled, her spiritual power enveloping everyone as she moved, lifting her long legs and aiming a kick at the attacker.

Thud, the assassin staggered back, sneering coldly, "Tsk tsk, to think that within this small estate, there are actually two Innate experts hidden, such a surprise." Experience more on empire

"But what a pity, with the Sect Leader personally here, not even the gods descending to earth could save you!" After the assassin spoke, a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand. The blade, glinting coldly, was smeared with a semi-trace of eerie green.

"Come back!" Yan Jun ordered coldly, and the assassin who had pulled out the dagger hurriedly retreated.

Yan Jun slowly walked toward Zang Hua, "I am giving you one last chance. Return to the Netherworld Sect and be my woman!"

"If you refuse, I will kill them now, making you watch, enduring the torment in your heart!"

"If you agree, I will spare their lives. This is my final bottom line, and your last chance. Think it over. You know my temperament, so do not provoke my limits over and over again!"

Yan Jun's voice was gloomy, and as powerful as he was, he was like a sovereign in a dark world. His word was ironclad, almost akin to an imperial edict.

No one had ever dared defy him. Even The Holy See, that enormous entity, did not wish to provoke the Netherworld Sect, as no one wanted to face a group of terrifying people hidden in darkness.

"Sister Zang Hua, don't agree to him! My husband would be heartbroken!" Liu Qiao'er immediately cried out.

Yan Jun's eyes widened in fury, "Husband? Zang Hua, who is this man? Speak his name, and I will leave him an intact corpse."

"Heh, such big talk. If my husband were to return, he would definitely kill you! Letting you boast here!" Lin Yuqing, standing behind the women, scoffed disdainfully.

Yan Jun was taken aback, then burst into laughter, "This might be the funniest joke I've heard."

"I suddenly realize all of you are quite good-looking. Now, I don't want to kill any of you. I will take all of you as my wives!"

"As for this 'husband' you speak of, don't worry. I will make him regret coming into this world."

"Oh, of course, for this old lady over fifty, I will let you die without pain. Believe me, I always keep my word. You won't feel any pain."

In Yan Jun's mind, perhaps Zang Hua's husband only had some wealth. But for Yan Jun, what's that worth? Nothing at all.

"Take them all! Those who resist, kill them!"

Yan Jun coldly barked, turning to leave.

The group of assassins immediately perked up, moving toward the women.

The group of women were all somewhat frightened, resolute in their minds that they would rather die than let Yan Jun have his way.

"Believe me, not one of you will survive!"

Suddenly, a voice filled with towering rage resonated through the sky, and a figure descended from the heavens!