Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Chapter 1585 - 1582: The Unlucky Cushion!

Upon hearing Geng Biao’s words, the dozen or so underlings following behind him all showed expressions of greed, unable to resist licking their lips.

At this moment, when they looked at the girl named Yun Fang, they resembled a pack of starving wolves eyeing a plump lamb.

Feeling their malicious intent, the man named Geng Tao brandished the broken sword still dripping with blood, and like an enraged beast, he began to roar hysterically.

"Geng Biao, don’t go too far. If you want to bully Yun Fang, you’ll have to step over my corpse first!"

Seeing Geng Tao’s beast-like roar, Geng Biao gave a grim sardonic smile.

"I just love going overboard, so what now? Today, not only will I snatch away your most beloved woman, but I will also make you watch helplessly as she is humiliated under me!"

After speaking, he glanced to the sides, clicked his tongue, and said, "Today’s weather is fine, a great day to do things!"

Just as his words fell, he suddenly felt that the sunlight above was obscured by something.

He looked up to see an unidentified object plunging straight down.

Before Geng Biao could react, he was struck down on the spot, uttering a piercing scream.

Soon, a ragged but sharp-browed and starry-eyed young man slowly stood up.

This person was Li Chen!

Earlier, to tear through the space rift and escape the black hole vortex, he had exhausted all the True Yuan within his body.

Therefore, once he emerged from the space rift, he felt the effect of gravity, plummeting in a straight line.

If he landed in water, nothing would happen.

But if he fell onto rocks, given the toughness of his physical body, while he wouldn’t be smashed to pieces, injuries to tendons and bones would be unavoidable, and he would have to endure some fleshly pain before his True Yuan recovered.

Actually, he was already mentally prepared for such an outcome.

After all, some physical pain wasn’t a big deal.

Just like an average person catching a cold, it’s uncomfortable for a few days but passes.

However, he never expected there to be a cushion.

This was indeed a pleasant surprise!

"Ah, which bastard hit me!"

While Li Chen was secretly rejoicing, a burst of angry roar came from beneath him.

At this moment, the dozen or so cultivators accompanying Geng Biao had also regained their senses. They raised their weapons and encircled Li Chen.

Li Chen glanced at the poor cushion, originally thinking he had landed on a pig.

To his surprise, it turned out to be a person!

"Who are you, let go of my young master immediately?"

A middle-aged cultivator shouted angrily at Li Chen.

Li Chen glanced at this group of people, most of whom were Golden Core Realm cultivators. Among them, this middle-aged cultivator had the highest cultivation, barely worthy of being called Half-step Nascent Soul.

Such ants, Li Chen could kill with a flick of a finger.

However, having exhausted his True Yuan, it wasn’t appropriate to forcefully engage in killing.

"Damn it, who are you, daring to ambush this young master? I want to kill you, kill you!"

As Li Chen’s thoughts raced, Geng Biao began to howl like a slaughtered pig.

Li Chen’s eyes narrowed, staring directly into the opponent’s eyes.

Geng Biao, who was shouting and screaming, was immediately frightened into silence.

Li Chen said coldly, "I’m in a good mood today, and don’t want to engage in killing. Otherwise, just for your scream, I could make you die a thousand times!"

Upon hearing Li Chen’s words, Geng Biao’s expression slightly eased.

Regardless, the other party didn’t intend to kill him.

But before he could catch his breath, Li Chen coldly continued:

"However, the death penalty can be forgiven, but living penalty cannot be avoided. Get lost now!"

After Li Chen finished, he casually bunched up Geng Biao’s three-hundred-kilogram weight into a ball.

Then, with a deft upside-down kick, he kicked Geng Biao away, below lay a ten-thousand-foot abyss.

"Ah!"

Geng Biao emitted another wretched scream, his whole body drawn in a perfect parabola through the air, crashing heavily.

"Young master, young master!"

"Damn it, how dare you kick my young master off the cliff. I will kill you, avenge my young master!"

...

Following a series of angry shouts, the group of cultivators lunged like vicious wolves.

Seeing the glinting long swords in the opponent’s hands, Li Chen neither dodged nor retreated, allowing them to slice at him.

"Crack!"

The longsword struck his body, instantly exploding with the sound of metal being hit.

Even without utilizing True Yuan, Li Chen, relying solely on physical strength, could crush cultivators at the Nascent Soul level.

Moreover, his Domineering Longevity Body, long tempered to Great Success, was as hard as rock and unmatched in dominance.

Even a full-strength strike from a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn’t break through his physical defense.

Much less this group of ants, who merely were at the Golden Core level.

The middle-aged cultivator saw his sword cleave at the opponent, yet purely relying on physical defense, it was forcibly blocked, utterly unbelievable.

Could he be wearing some defensive Magical Treasure inside?

While the middle-aged cultivator was greatly astonished, Li Chen’s lips curled into a Death God-like grim smile.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Seeing Li Chen’s terrifying smile, the middle-aged cultivator was greatly shocked.

He immediately made up his mind.

Escape!

However, once added to Li Chen’s death list, how many can escape?

Li Chen casually flicked out a Sword Intent, directly aiming at the middle-aged cultivator’s back Life Gate.

Under Li Chen’s condensed and unmatched Sword Intent, the middle-aged cultivator’s physical defense was like a pile of tofu dregs, utterly fragile.

"Puchi!"

The Sword Intent instantly pierced the middle-aged cultivator’s heart Life Gate, causing him to spit a mouthful of blood skyward.

Soon, his body fell like a heap of mud, slumping into a pool of blood.

His pupils dilated instantly, eyes wide open, face full of disbelief.

Clearly, he died with regret!

"Housekeeper Li, Housekeeper Li!"

The other cultivators, seeing their family housekeeper killed by Li Chen with a flick, were greatly horrified.

For this group of ants, Li Chen couldn’t be bothered to pay attention, merely saying coldly:

"You have three seconds to disappear. Otherwise, his is your fate!"

Upon hearing Li Chen’s words, these cultivators were initially startled.

Soon after, they scampered like rabbits, feet flying in the wind, fleeing down the mountain.

After resolving these matters, Li Chen clapped his hands and prepared to leave.

Just then, Geng Tao and Yun Fang, supporting each other, walked straight over.

"Thank you for saving us, benefactor. May I ask your name? My husband and I will repay today’s kindness even if it means working as cattle or horses in the future!"

Li Chen waved his hand, expressionless, "I didn’t kill them to save you, but because they provoked me. That’s all, it has nothing to do with you!"