Time returned to the moment when the heavenly lightning descended.
After the residence was destroyed, Ning Yechen raised his head and looked at the Immortal Gate in the sky and the Dao Immortal Clan members continuously descending from it. His brows furrowed deeply, his expression as cold as frost.
This was the small house he shared with his wife and child!
It carried countless precious memories of their family. Yet these people dared to destroy it just like that!
"Oh? Someone actually survived my heavenly lightning?"
High in the sky, a man wearing a purple immortal robe slowly floated down. A lightning-shaped immortal sigil was marked between his brows.
A violet orb hovered in his hand, thunder surging around it. Crackling arcs of electricity hissed as they wrapped around his body.
Behind him stood a group of Dao Immortal Clan disciples, surrounding Ning Yechen in the center.
Dao Immortal Leize looked at Ning Yechen, who stood unharmed at the center of the heavenly lightning, and felt quite surprised. He couldn't help but study him more carefully.
There wasn't the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power coming from him, yet he had blocked his heavenly lightning immortal technique…
Although puzzled, as one of the six great Immortal Technique Elders of the Dao Immortal Clan, he still didn't take Ning Yechen seriously at all.
He was the chief of the six Immortal Technique Elders!
Even among Immortal Emperors, his strength ranked at the very top.
Ning Yechen stared at him and coldly asked,
"You're from the Dao Immortal Clan?"
Dao Immortal Leize lifted his chin proudly and introduced himself with great arrogance:
"Hmph, that's right!"
"Listen well, ant!"
"This immortal is one of the six Immortal Technique Elders of the Dao Immortal Clan, Dao Immortal—"
Pfft!
Before Dao Immortal Leize could finish saying his name, Ning Yechen casually raised his hand and clenched it lightly.
From the shadows on the ground, an enormous demonic hand suddenly burst forth!
With a single slap, the demonic hand instantly crushed Dao Immortal Leize, who was hovering in midair.
When the hand opened again, only a puddle of sticky blood remained in its palm…
Ning Yechen waved his hand lightly, and the demonic hand slowly sank back into the shadows.
Crushing Dao Immortal Leize was no different from swatting a buzzing mosquito.
The arrogant faces of the surrounding Dao Immortal Clan disciples instantly froze.
They stared at Ning Yechen in disbelief.
Dao Immortal Leize—one of the six Immortal Technique Elders—was an Immortal Emperor-level cultivator!
And yet he had been casually crushed to death by this man with a single move…?!
Who… who exactly was he?!
"Sorry."
"This deity has no interest in your name."
"Knowing you're from the Dao Immortal Clan is enough."
A cold light flashed in Ning Yechen's eyes as a cruel yet charming smile appeared on his face while he looked at the remaining Dao Immortal Clan members.
Seeing that terrifying smile, someone among them suddenly recognized him.
That dreadful smile…
That horrifying cultivation…
That demonic hand…
He was the new supreme Demon Lord of the Demon Realm—Ye Mochen!
With Dao Immortal Leize dead and Ning Yechen's identity recognized, the Dao Immortal Clan members no longer dared to stay even a second longer. They immediately scattered and fled in panic.
"It—it's the Demon Lord!!"
"Run! Run!"
"Quick! Inform the Immortal Ancestor—the Demon Lord is here!"
Watching them flee in terror, Ning Yechen casually flicked his hand and released a pitch-black blade of light.
The crescent blade sliced across the sky and expanded outward. It was as if the entire dome of the heavens had been torn open.
All the fleeing Dao Immortal Clan members were instantly severed at the waist and fell from the sky.
The next moment, dozens of Heavenly Dao lightning bolts crashed down from the sky in rapid succession!
Even the residual power of the heavenly lightning was enough to tear apart space itself.
Everything around the residence had already turned to ashes, leaving behind a massive, bottomless crater.
At the center of the crater stood a black sphere wrapped in shadows.
When the shadows dissipated, Ning Yechen stood there completely unharmed, calm and composed.
Wang Batian, who was lying severely injured on the ground near Ning Yechen's feet, had also been wrapped inside the shadow sphere and luckily avoided being devoured by the heavenly lightning.
At that moment, Wang Batian stared at Ning Yechen with a completely stunned expression.
When Dao Immortal Leize and the others appeared earlier, he had felt an overwhelming pressure.
He knew he was no match for any of those immortals.
Yet those very immortals—whom he could only fear and admire from afar—had been casually slaughtered by the "mortal" he had planned to challenge!
Those were immortals who had descended from the Immortal Realm!
And Ning Yechen killed them faster than he would kill chickens!
Even more terrifying—he had triggered the backlash of Heavenly Dao lightning!
Even more terrifying than that—he had withstood dozens of Heavenly Dao lightning strikes and remained completely unharmed!!
He had never even heard of someone triggering Heavenly Dao lightning backlash.
And he had certainly never heard of anyone surviving it.
Who… exactly… was he?!
Ning Yechen glanced down and finally noticed Wang Batian lying at his feet.
Smiling slightly, he asked,
"Palace Master Wang, do you still wish to have a spar?"
Wang Batian froze for a moment, then shook his head violently like a rattling drum.
If he weren't severely injured and too weak to stand, he would have already run as far away from Ning Yechen as possible.
Ning Yechen ignored him and raised his head to look toward another part of the sky where Ye Tianshen and the others were fighting fiercely.
The sky was filled with the wails of the Dao Immortal Clan. Blood, severed limbs, and corpses rained down continuously.
Almost the entire sky was filled with members of the Demon Clan.
The scattered Dao Immortal Clan disciples could only flee desperately while screaming.
It seemed everyone was fighting together and having quite a lively time…
Ning Yechen then turned his gaze toward the distant **Nanli
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