Chapter 2027 - The Peerless White-Robed Cultivator (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

All of the Exalted Immortals were in complete despair.

There was no way out.

They were all going to die here!

“It’s all your fault, Yang Lingqian! Why would you mention An Lin for no reason?” Ouyang Tai gritted his teeth.

“Exactly! They’re even more intent on killing us now. We would have had a better chance of escaping if you hadn’t mentioned An Lin!” Shi Zhen was also filled with resentment.

Yang Lingqian couldn’t even be bothered to offer a retort. What was the point in bickering at a time like this?

The auras of the three Immortal Kings swelled as they prepared to fight for their lives.

He Shen stabbed his golden trident into the ocean. “Ten-Thousandfold Celestial Wave!”

The White Nectar Sea surged violently as a massive wave hundreds of thousands of feet tall rose from its surface. This wave was imbued with the power of the water divine dao as well as insane kinetic energy as it rushed toward the god-like being in the sky.

“Great Sun Flames!” Yan Ji bit through her lower lip and spat out drops of blood essence into the fireball in her hand. The crimson fireball suddenly began to expand in a frenzy, releasing crimson flames that threatened to incinerate this entire world.

Wang Chen drew his sword, and a white sword projection parted heaven and sea. The sword projection traveled faster than a bolt of lightning and descended upon the god-like being in the blink of an eye. “Instant Divine Slash!”

All of the Immortal Kings unleashed their trump cards at once.

The Exalted Immortals also began to launch desperate retaliation as they unleashed barrages of spell techniques toward the oncoming army of winged beings. Even Yang Lingqian had joined in on their efforts, but a sense of impending doom was beginning to settle over everyone’s mind.

However, in the eyes of their enemy, their efforts were nothing more than futile child’s play.

The golden god-like being merely swept a hand through the air, and Wang Chen’s Instant Divine Slash was vanquished. He then extended a finger, upon which the massive wave was frozen into a block of ice by unfathomably low temperatures, and he only had to blow out a puff of air to dispel Yan Ji’s scorching fireball. It was as if all of those attacks had never even existed.

Then, he swept a hand toward the three dumbstruck Immortal Kings.

All of the Immortal Kings were severely wounded as a result, and they threw up mouthfuls of blood as they plummeted into the ocean once again.

Short, decisive, and effective. This was the true power of this god-like being, and he didn’t even see the most powerful beings from the Divine Source Continent as worthy adversaries. At this moment, he was like an insurmountable nightmare to all of the Exalted Immortals.

“It’s time to finish this.” The god-like being made a grabbing motion, and the air began to swirl before transforming into an extremely scorching golden color.

If this golden air was to fall from the sky, it would be able to instantly incinerate all of the Exalted Immortals down below.

“Am I going to die like this? But I haven’t even gotten the chance to see you yet…” Yang Lingqian looked up at the terrifying power in the sky, and her features were filled with sorrow and indignation.

She had come here full of hope and was thinking about what she should say and do when she finally saw the man of her dreams. She was thinking about how she was going to tell him about what had happened on the Divine Source Continent for the past hundred years, but who would have thought that she was now going to be killed having just arrived in his world…

“Oh? Who do you want to see? Me?” a warm and gentle voice suddenly sounded.

Yang Lingqian felt like this voice was quite familiar, and she shuddered as a thought occurred to her. She looked up, and her body immediately stiffened.

A white-robed figure occupied her entire field of vision.

The entire heaven and earth seemed to have fallen silent at this moment.

That figure was far too familiar, so familiar that she couldn’t help but let loose a cry of surprise.

“An Lin!”

All of the other immortals faltered upon hearing this.

They had also discovered this figure that had suddenly appeared.

He turned around, revealing his handsome features, as an ethereal air emanated from his body. For some reason, everyone was reminded of the scene where he turned around after defeating Immortal King Feng Wuya.

All of the immortals thought that they had already forgotten this legend of the past, but in the instant they saw An Lin, they realized that the image of this man had already been carved into their hearts.

“An Lin… It really is you…” Tears began to shimmer in Yang Lingqian’s eyes.