Chapter 2156 - 2149: Take 2 Close-Up Shots and Send Them Back

"What are you?" The two looked down at Zhang Menglong.

"I am the joint ruler of the Mansha Kingdom," Zhang Menglong said, "His Majesty the Emperor has ordered me to kill you both directly!"

"Hahaha, bold words from a young brat daring to call himself a joint ruler. Becoming a Transcender at your age is quite commendable, but you don’t have the right to act haughty in front of us!" The Transcender conjured energy, and the descending palm’s speed suddenly multiplied several times!

"Master, be careful!"

Karon and Shadeer almost simultaneously cautioned, for they could sense the immense power within this palm, capable of reducing a city to ruins in one strike!

In the capital of the Mansha Kingdom, every building was much more robust than in other cities, and the surrounding space had been reinforced in special ways. Destroying this place wasn’t easy, but this palm was enough to ruin the entire palace; in Mansha Kingdom, no one could stop it!

Actually, the palm wasn’t that fast, most people here could dodge it, but if they did, the city would suffer.

"Joint ruler, this is the famous technique of King Zhenshan, the Sky-tearing Palm. Though we don’t know how many layers this commander has mastered, you must be careful!" The Emperor shouted.

"The power is adequate, but if you want to show off in front of me, you’d better practice for a few more years!" Zhang Menglong’s hand also manifested a deeply mysterious handprint, with small blocks moving like movable type printing, gradually revealing two words in the palm—Ancient Emperor!

"Emperor Seal Technique—Ancient Emperor Seal!"

Zhang Menglong’s hand struck the handprint, and it instantly expanded to more than 50 meters, each inch emitting apocalyptic energy waves!

"What is this Transcendence Technique!" The two Transcenders in the air were horrified, the force from the palm print was terrifying, even more so than anything they experienced from their strongest fighter—their Emperor in Qinglan Kingdom.

"Is this the true strength of Teacher/Joint Ruler?"

The Royal Family was stunned, Shadeer knew Zhang Menglong had an Eighth Grade Peak Soul Rank, predicting his strength was comparable to a third-tier Transcender, but she underestimated her teacher’s real power. The energy waves from each inch of the palm print could subdue a third-tier Transcender.

"Bang!"

Two forces collided, and in an instant, the Sky-tearing Palm print disintegrated. Zhang Menglong’s Ancient Emperor Seal, like a giant’s hand, continued its strike towards the two figures in the sky.

"Run!" The two never imagined such a formidable warrior could emerge from this small Mansha Kingdom, even King Zhenshan might evade such a strike.

"Trying to run?" Zhang Menglong sneered, "Who do you think you’re looking down on?"

The Ancient Emperor Seal’s speed skyrocketed, leaving the duo with no escape but to cross their arms defensively.

"Boom!"

A violent energy erupted in the sky, engulfing the two Transcenders completely. Amid the screams, bloodied, they fell from the sky.

"Great!" Xiwat couldn’t help but shout.

Against these killers, the Mansha Empire was helpless, but Zhang Menglong, unquestionably, avenged those wraiths!

Their clothes torn and blood dripping from their mouths, they never expected such a fearsome joint ruler hidden in the Mansha Empire—no wonder the Emperor dared to cancel the marriage contract directly; there was backing!

"Now, do I qualify to demand an explanation from you?" The Emperor stepped forward, his gaze deadly, "Canceling the marriage contract—if you had come directly to challenge my Royal Family, I’d have nothing to say, but slaying innocent civilians—is there any difference between you and beasts?"

"Do not be too complacent! Even if we die here, King Zhenshan will not spare you, neither will Qinglan Kingdom!"

"Kill you?" Zhang Menglong sneered, "Will killing you resurrect the three billion deceased citizens?"

"Will killing you restore the destroyed cities to their former states?"

"Are you two overestimating the value of your lives?"

Zhang Menglong declared emphatically, "Your evil deeds must be repaid by you—let the dead judge you!"

Zhang Menglong didn’t plan to kill them himself; this should be done by the wraiths!

"Law of Death, Gate of Hell!"

Zhang Menglong’s eyes turned purple, and a chilling aura from hell enveloped him. Suddenly, two beams shot from his eyes, seemingly shattering the fabric of the world, creating a massive hole, about twenty meters in diameter, in front of him.

The others looked curiously at the hole, but merely glancing at it seemed to drag them into it.

"Come forth, undead, judge your enemies!"

Suddenly, a translucent figure slowly floated out from the Gate of Hell. As it saw the two Transcenders, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and the air was filled with a strong scent of blood.

The interference of ordinary undead in the world is feeble, almost imperceptible, others can’t see or feel them, thus unhurt.

But at this moment, bearing a massive grudges, rich red energy slowly seeped from the undead, beginning to materialize—it would become a raging specter!

"You killed me, killed my child. I want you to pay with your life!"

The specter swept through them, seemingly extracting something, and they screamed, enduring simultaneous physical and spiritual torment.

"Everyone, come forth!"

Following Zhang Menglong’s command, three billion wraiths burst from the Gate of Hell, transforming into raging specters as they flew. The two Transcenders, like madmen, unleashed their last forces against them, but their attacks merely passed through.

These souls experienced death once; conventional methods cannot kill them again!

In an instant, the duo was overwhelmed by countless raging specters, enduring what seemed the world’s most dreadful punishment, only their gasps and screams echoed under the setting sun.

...

The judgment lasted almost an hour, Zhang Menglong and others heard no sound, the specters bowed to Zhang Menglong in gratitude for enabling them to avenge, then returned to the Gate of Hell.

The two Transcenders lay like dead dogs on the ground, lifeless, their souls devoured by the vengeful specters—if revived, they’d be mere walking corpses.

"Hang their bodies on the capital’s walls, let vultures feast!"

The Emperor was ruthless, but to monsters like them, he felt no mercy or guilt.

"Wait!" Zhang Menglong added, "Take some close-up shots, send them back to King Zhenshan."