An Unexpected Turn: Villain Becomes Dad

Chapter 282

Yu Zun’s words were highly provocative and indeed, they struck a chord with those late-stage Void Refining cultivators. To reach the late stage of Void Refining before the age of two thousand, they were all heaven’s chosen ones.

Within their respective holy lands, they held the status of holy sons or daughters, destined to potentially become lords of ancient sects in the future. Naturally, they were unwilling to watch the True Immortal inheritance before them fall into someone else’s hands. Moreover, Yang Chen, a mere fifth-stage Void Refining cultivator, had instilled fear in them with just one sword strike.

With such talent, if he lived, in the future, across the Central Continent, they would only be able to look up to him.

Why not take this opportunity to kill him here and now?

“Fellow Daoist Yu Zun speaks wisely. First, slay the Heavenly Dao Holy Son, then seize the True Immortal inheritance!”

“Indeed, Heavenly Dao Holy Son, unless you leave immediately and swear not to pursue this inheritance, don’t blame me for disregarding the face of the Heavenly Dao Holy Land!”

“Heavenly Dao Holy Son, apologies for the offense!”

Four late-stage Void Refining cultivators were swayed by Yu Zun’s words. Together with Yu Zun, they positioned themselves around Yang Chen, faintly forming an encirclement. Moreover, two of them even took out their holy artifacts.

The might of the immortals was unleashed, causing the mountains to tremble. Many early-stage Void Refining cultivators in the mountain range couldn’t help but retreat to a safe distance.

“Golden Sun Holy Son, Crown Prince of Great Chu, your forces have always been on good terms with my Heavenly Dao Holy Land. Are you not afraid of souring relations with us by surrounding our Holy Son?”

Yu Xuan recognized two of them and immediately shouted coldly.

The Heavenly Dao Holy Land, as an established holy land, had deep foundations. Moreover, the Golden Sun Holy Land and the Great Chu Dynasty had good relations with the Heavenly Dao Holy Land, even linked by marriage alliances. Yet she hadn’t expected these two to join in the attack.

“I’ve said it—unless the Heavenly Dao Holy Son leaves immediately and swears not to pursue this inheritance!”

Though the Golden Sun Holy Son said this, the holy artifact in his hand blazed with immortal light, conjuring arrays of flame runes that blocked Yang Chen’s retreat. Clearly, his words didn’t match his heart; his intent to kill was hidden beneath the surface.

At this moment, atop a distant peak, a tall woman veiled in a face covering, surrounded by an aura of immortal energy, gazed at Yang Chen with hesitation in her beautiful eyes.

But in the end, her eyes hardened with resolve.

She flew forward, landing a hundred paces from Yang Chen.

“Heavenly Dao Holy Son, apologies for the offense!”

Seeing her, Yu Xuan’s beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

“Ethereal Saintess, have you gone mad? Your Ethereal Immortal Palace and my Heavenly Dao Holy Land have been allies for a million years—aren’t you afraid this will cause a rift between our two factions?”

“Fairy Yu Xuan, I have no choice. Please forgive me! The inheritance of the Aurora Dao Master—I must obtain it!” Though the Ethereal Saintess’s voice was ethereal and elusive, it carried unwavering determination. Her cultivation was also at the eighth stage of Void Refining. Moreover, the Ethereal Immortal Palace, like the Heavenly Dao Holy Land, was an ancient holy land with a million-year legacy and profound foundations.

The Ethereal Saintess even possessed the same Ice Snow Holy Physique as the founder of the Ethereal Immortal Palace. Though she was also at the eighth stage of Void Refining, her strength far surpassed King Yanbei’s.

Yu Xuan’s beautiful eyes were filled with worry. She hadn’t expected the situation to escalate to this point. If these people joined forces, the Holy Son might be in mortal danger.

Seeing even the Ethereal Saintess join in to kill Yang Chen, Yu Zun’s heart surged with excitement. Today, Yang Chen was surely doomed. From now on, the title of Heavenly Dao Holy Son would belong to him, Yu Zun.

His gaze shifted to Yu Xuan standing beside Yang Chen. Though he cursed her as a bitch in his heart, he still shouted:

“Xuan’er, step aside quickly! Today, Yang Chen is undoubtedly dead!”

“Pah! Yu Zun, you despicable wretch, call me by my full name!” Yu Xuan retorted coldly, the blood jade spear in her hand glowing with radiant divine light.

She intended to fight alongside the Holy Son. Though her strength was lacking, if she could hold off even one opponent, it would at least lighten the pressure on the Holy Son.

“Haha, Fellow Daoist Yu Zun, your cousin’s heart is entirely with that Holy Son! Why not let them become a pair of doomed lovers? Having a companion on the road to the underworld isn’t so bad!” At that moment, King Yanbei’s voice rang out, brimming with triumphant arrogance.

By now, his strength had successfully broken through to the ninth stage of Void Refining. Dragon phantoms swirled around him, his aura vastly stronger than before. His gaze locked onto Yang Chen, filled with chilling killing intent.

This damned junior had forced him to use the Dragon Fortune Pill. That was a supreme treasure of the Great Yan Dynasty. Today, he had to slay him to vent the hatred in his heart. Moreover, with so many late-stage Void Refining cultivators assisting him, he was utterly confident he could kill this junior.

Watching the smug and triumphant King Yanbei, a faint smirk curled Yang Chen’s lips. He hadn’t stopped King Yanbei’s breakthrough earlier. It was precisely so the latter could succeed in advancing. Now at the fifth stage of Void Refining, Yang Chen wanted to see just how strong he could be without using his blood sword, unleashing his full power.

“Junior, die!” King Yanbei roared, dragon cries echoing through the heavens as he launched the first attack.

A golden longsword slashed down, its golden blade light stretching across the sky, as if to cleave the heavens and earth apart.

The blade light aimed straight for Yang Chen.

“Holy Son, be careful!” Yu Xuan hurriedly warned.

But, Yang Chen merely raised two fingers like a sword and thrust them toward the blade light. Instantly, the sky-spanning blade light shattered.

“What?” King Yanbei’s pupils constricted. That strike had been his full effort. And this junior had broken it so easily?

Before he could react, Yang Chen took a step forward. Spatial ripples spread out. In an instant, his figure appeared just over ten zhang in front of King Yanbei.

“Die!” Yang Chen shouted. The sword intent of the Ninth Realm erupted instantly. With two fingers as a sword, he slashed fiercely. A blood-colored sword light transformed into a blood river, engulfing King Yanbei entirely. Within the blood river, there was not only boundless deathly killing sword intent. But also golden divine flames and radiant divine light, intent on burning and purifying everything.

“Ah!” King Yanbei screamed in agony.

Under the onslaught of sword intent, deep, bone-exposing wounds appeared across his body. Even his left arm was severed cleanly by the sword light. In mere moments, his once arrogantly invincible figure became a mangled, bloody mess.

King Yanbei tried to escape the blood river. But within the blood river, spatial barriers trapped him inside. Golden divine flames and radiant divine light enveloped his bloodied form.

“Ah! Spare, spare me! Spare my life! Ah!” Blocked by the spatial barriers, King Yanbei couldn’t escape the blood river, only letting out one wretched scream after another.

His screams shook the entire mountain range. Everyone who had intended to join him in attacking froze in place. Their gazes fixed in shock on the blood river enveloping King Yanbei in the sky.

In just a few breaths, King Yanbei’s agonized screams abruptly ceased. In the sky, the blood river dissipated. King Yanbei’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

Only a dragon-shaped longsword fell from the sky, embedding itself into the ground.