Chapter 623: Spanking Mengg Yiren's Butt

Hearing the Dragon Cat's sly laughter, the men's gazes turned cold. An inexplicable rage began to fester within them.

Wanting to slap them the moment it spoke... this cat was simply too despicable!

'After we kill Ye Wushuang, we must flay this beast alive!'

The men made up their minds. Endless True Essence surged forth, and the roiling energy swept across the Firmament, causing heaven and earth to tremble.

"A slap... that's not a bad idea!"

Ye Wushuang nodded as well. His gaze suddenly sharpened, and strands of golden light burst from his body.

KREEE!

A True Dragon roared as a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon shot out from above Ye Wushuang's head. It coiled downward, circling around his body.

SWISH! SWISH!

A pair of Golden Holy Feathers sprouted from his sides, even more majestic than Yuh Huatian's Golden Wings!

At the same time, a terrifying power spread out, causing the expressions of Wudao and the other three to darken. It was horrifying!

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Golden Dragon Scales materialized one after another, forming a suit of Dragon Scale Armor that was both noble and majestic!

At that moment, it was as if Ye Wushuang were a supreme Dragon Emperor. The sight left even Mengg Yiren in a daze.

"Perish!"

Spitting out a single word, Ye Wushuang activated his Dragon Blood Saint Body and threw a punch across the distance, unleashing a wave of endless Immortal Slaying Fierce Power.

Instantly, everything in the path of the golden fist—including the Blood Sword, the Four Spirits Giant Beast, the Supreme True Demon, and the Ancient Demon Hall—collapsed in an instant!

The pupils of Wudao, Beize Yunzhuo, Liuu Tianlan, and Mengg Yiren shrank. They were utterly stunned, unable to comprehend the power of that punch!

WHOOSH!

With a flap of his Golden Holy Feathers, Ye Wushuang's figure shot through the center of the explosion, his hand raised swiftly!

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Three loud slaps echoed in succession, and three figures were sent flying like scarecrows!

In that instant, the eyes of Wudao, Beize Yunzhuo, and Liuu Tianlan went rigid, their expressions frozen. The stinging pain on their faces made them realize that Ye Wushuang had truly slapped each of them across the face!

They had trained bitterly for over two years, breaking through one level after another, thinking they could finally kill Ye Wushuang and avenge their past humiliation. Yet now, the result was still an utter, messy defeat!

"The gap between us will only continue to grow."

The faint voice drifted into their ears, making their hearts tremble. 'The gap will only continue to grow.' Ye Wushuang's words were so confident!

But it was the truth. Their strongest attacks had been effortlessly broken by a single punch from Ye Wushuang. Compared to before, the gap between them had indeed grown wider!

"No! I, Liuu Tianlan, am a true genius! How could I possibly lose to a piece of trash like you!"

Liuu Tianlan's expression suddenly turned savage. He was a true genius who had cultivated day and night without rest. On what grounds was he still no match for a single punch from Ye Wushuang? On what grounds did he deserve to be slapped by him?

KILL! KILL! KILL!

He roared in defiance, a savage look in his eyes. He shot back up, wielding his Blood Sword and slashing wildly. Countless blood-red Sword Auras, each dozens of feet long, tore through the sky as they descended.

"Genius?"

Hearing that word, Ye Wushuang glanced up at the sky and calmly stated, "A genius is nothing more than a stepping stone for me!"

Feng Yang and the others nearby felt their eyes twitch. 'A genius is just a stepping stone for Ye Wushuang.' What arrogant words.

Mengg Yiren also stared at Ye Wushuang, filled with curiosity. 'What kind of confidence must one have to say something like that!'

Ye Wushuang slowly lowered his gaze, fixed it on Liuu Tianlan, and spat disdainfully, "So, you're a genius. Does that make you so special? Scram!"

The moment he said "Scram," boundless True Essence flooded Ye Wushuang's body. He fanned his palm out, and the Sword Auras disintegrated!

The massive golden palm swept out unstoppably, sending Liuu Tianlan, Wudao, Beize Yunzhuo, and Yuh Huatian flying and tumbling into the distance!

"Go back and tell your Sects they have ten days to come to Barbarian King City and pay homage to Lingxiao Pavilion. If they don't, they will be annihilated!"

Ye Wushuang stared sharply into the distance, his cold shout rolling forth like Celestial Thunder!

Nearby, Feng Yang, who had already stopped fighting, stared blankly at Ye Wushuang standing with his hands behind his back, almost unable to process what he had seen.

'Demon Fiend!'

Feng Yang muttered two words in his heart. Everyone thought they had grown and become incredibly powerful, but only now did they realize how pitifully weak their growth had been!

Mengg Yiren's beautiful face also changed drastically. She hadn't left yet.

Ye Wushuang's eyes had already turned to her. That pair of eyes, radiating a golden Divine Light, was like the eyes of a Divine Spirit, rendering her too scared to move.

"And you!"

Ye Wushuang glared coldly at the endless illusions before him and charged forward.

"Ye Wushuang, this isn't over between us!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang rush toward her, Mengg Yiren's face paled. She turned and fled into the distance using her Thousand Shadows Technique!

"Where do you think you're running? Woman, I already gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Don't blame me for what happens next."

Ye Wushuang charged into the illusions.

"Lecher! Even if I can't kill you, don't think you can kill me either!"

Having awakened her Celestial Fragrance Divine Consort Body and its Heaven-Confusing Power, Mengg Yiren was confident that Ye Wushuang would never find her true body!

"I don't care if it's the Thousand Shadows Technique or the Ten Thousand Shadows Technique. I'll destroy them all!"

Ye Wushuang snorted coldly.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

While Mengg Yiren was still feeling confident, the ninety-nine Golden Holy Feathers on Ye Wushuang's sides detached and shot out like Supreme Killing Artifacts.

Wherever Ye Wushuang passed, the illusions were annihilated by the Golden Holy Feathers, which were imbued with Immortal Slaying Fierce Power. They were unstoppable, reigning supreme!

'How does this bastard have so many tricks?'

Amidst her illusions, Mengg Yiren felt a mortal crisis. She had no doubt that if these Golden Holy Feathers found her true body, they would tear her to shreds!

At this thought, she grew anxious. After a moment's hesitation, she burst out of the illusions and leaped across the sky!

BOOM!

Seeing this, the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth curled up. A hand he had kept ready shot out and grabbed Mengg Yiren's body.

Mengg Yiren's face went deathly pale. She struggled, but it was useless!

'Am I going to die at the hands of this lecher today?'

BOOM!

With a tug, he pulled Mengg Yiren's body toward him, and a fragrant scent washed over him!

"Lecher, I'll fight you to the death!"

As soon as she was close to Ye Wushuang, Mengg Yiren turned and bit down on his neck.

CRUNCH!

But she quickly realized her mistake. Ye Wushuang's neck was like cast Divine Iron; even weapons couldn't break it, let alone her teeth.

Not only did she fail to kill Ye Wushuang, but she ended up chipping her own teeth!

Ye Wushuang, however, grew angry. He slapped her directly on her perky bottom, and a crisp "SLAP" rang out.

Unh!

Mengg Yiren let out a muffled grunt, her bottom suddenly stinging and numb!

She was completely stunned!

Nearby, Feng Yang was also watching, his eyes nearly popping out of his head. He had thought Ye Wushuang might kill Mengg Yiren.

But he never expected Ye Wushuang to actually spank her... This... this was just too savage!

If the people of Yunhuang Hall found out that their Saintess had been spanked, their eyes would probably pop out too!

"Are you still going to try and kill me?"

Ye Wushuang demanded coldly, showing no mercy.

He landed several more hard slaps, putting force into them. Mengg Yiren's muffled grunts grew louder!

Mengg Yiren's body trembled lightly. Her bottom hurt a lot, but amidst the pain was a strange jolt that nearly made her lose her composure!

"Lecher, if you have the guts, then kill me! Otherwise, I swear I'll never rest until one of us is dead!"

Mengg Yiren roared with shame and fury, struggling constantly!

"Answer me!"

Ye Wushuang's temper flared, and he added even more force to his slaps.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP...

One slap after another landed on Mengg Yiren's bottom, leaving her on the verge of dying from shame and indignation. This bastard was spanking her in front of someone else! Her hatred soared to the heavens; she wanted nothing more than to swallow Ye Wushuang whole!