Killing monsters with a 100% explosion rate, are you luckier than me?

Chapter 1589 Meeting!



Chapter 1589 Meeting!

But Ye Chuyun was not angry. She simply looked back calmly and said, "Want to play? I'm afraid you can't afford to."

This "fool" in his eyes probably hasn't recognized his true identity and still thinks he's some kind of ant that he can crush at will.

That's good too.

He also wanted to experience the thrill of playing dumb to outsmart others.

Upon hearing this, the one-horned youth laughed instead of getting angry: "Interesting, I'll remember you."

After saying that, he seemed to have no intention of making a move, and sat down cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Ye Chuyun glanced at it and then ignored it.

Now all he can think about is who Sheng Tian will send this time.

It seems we haven't seen it yet.

Ye Chuyun quietly scanned the entire space, looking at each platform one by one, trying to find out who might be someone sent by the Holy Heaven.

However, all he saw were all sorts of alien races and humans, none of whom matched his goal.

"Is it not here yet, or is it just being hidden too well?" Ye Chuyun felt a little regretful, but not surprised.

The Holy Emperor acts in secrecy, and the people he sends will certainly not make a big show of it or be easily exposed.

In that brief moment of distraction, other troubles came knocking.

"Hmph, you charlatan, get the hell out of here!"

A loud shout came from the right, and a burly man with a single eye on his head appeared with a sinister grin as he approached the platform where Ye Chuyun was.

He swung a stone axe the size of a door at us.

The one-eyed burly man had obviously observed for a while and concluded that Ye Chuyun's aura was only at the "Heavenly Rank" and that he seemed distracted, making him an easy target.

He planned to eliminate this weakling with swift and decisive action and seize this advantageous position.

Some other trainees on other platforms who were already scrutinizing or hostile towards Ye Chuyun now showed expressions of anticipation for a good show.

The one-horned youth reopened his eyes, a playful glint in his purple pupils, as if he wanted to see how this interesting fellow would react.

Faced with this sudden attack, Ye Chuyun remained calm and composed.

He simply raised his right hand seemingly casually at the moment the stone axe, carrying immense force, was about to strike.

With his five fingers slightly spread, he gently pressed down on the one-eyed, burly man who was roaring at him.

The instant Ye Chuyun raised his hand and pressed down, an invisible, immense force arose out of nowhere, precisely enveloping the one-eyed burly man.

The one-eyed burly man's sinister smile froze instantly, replaced by boundless horror and fear.

He felt as if he had crashed into an invisible barrier, his forward momentum abruptly halted.

The stone axe, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, was less than a foot from Ye Chuyun's forehead, but it could not advance any further.

Immediately afterwards, that invisible, enormous force crashed down!

"Kachacha..."

Before the one-eyed giant could even let out a complete scream, his massive body suddenly hunched over, and the blood that gushed from his mouth mixed with fragments of internal organs, forming a cloud of blood mist.

The murderous glint in his eyes vanished completely.

Ye Chuyun gently waved her hand.

The one-eyed giant's corpse, along with his enormous stone axe, floated lightly off the platform, plummeted downwards, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Deathly silence!

Those trial participants who were originally prepared to watch the show now widened their eyes and looked at Ye Chuyun with a change in their gaze, filled with fear.

The one-eyed strong man had a fierce aura and was at least a master among the Heavenly Realm level. Yet, he couldn't even withstand a casual press from the other party and was directly annihilated.

This guy is really at the Heavenly Rank, are you sure he's not just pretending to be weak to take advantage of others?

What power did he just use?

Some kind of terrifying supernatural power?

Countless questions churned in everyone's minds.

The young man who had initially been watching the show with amusement now had an astonishing glint in his purple eyes.

He stared intently at Ye Chuyun, his smile fading, and transmitted his voice, "Impressive tactics. I misjudged you."

"Who is your Excellency?"

Ye Chuyun acted as if he had just casually swatted a fly. He glanced back at the one-horned youth indifferently, without answering his question, and simply turned his gaze back towards the altar.

Pretending to be weak to catch a tiger, one bite is enough.

Now that you've established your authority, there's no need to deliberately keep a low profile, but there's also no need to introduce yourself.

Seeing that Ye Chuyun did not answer, the unicorn youth was not annoyed. Instead, his interest grew even stronger, and he muttered to himself, "Interesting, very interesting."

"This trip to the holy land was definitely not boring."

After this incident, no one dared to easily provoke Ye Chuyun anymore.

The platform he was on had become a temporary restricted area.

The trial participants on the surrounding platforms subconsciously created an invisible distance between themselves and this side.

Ye Chuyun was happy to have some peace and quiet and continued to observe in secret, waiting for a possible target to appear.

Time passed slowly, and the bloody drama of the platform battle continued to unfold everywhere, with screams ringing out from time to time.

One hundred platforms were gradually filled, and the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive, like the calm before a storm.

Just as the hundredth platform was about to be taken over...

A dazzling white light, far exceeding the previous bursts, suddenly erupted from the center of the altar.

A terrifying pressure that made all the trial participants present tremble suddenly descended.

Three figures emerged directly from the void and appeared on the altar.

The white light dissipated, revealing the figures of the three people.

On the left is a tall, thin man, like a ghost, dressed in a tight-fitting black outfit, with a white mask on his face that shows no emotion, only a pair of emotionless eyes.

He had two strangely curved short blades hanging at his waist, and just standing there gave people an extreme sense of danger, as if he would turn into a deadly ghost at any moment.

The person on the right is a woman.

She wore a crimson dress, her skin was as white as snow, and her appearance was stunning, but there was an unyielding murderous aura between her brows.

His fingernails were a vibrant, almost dripping red, and his body was faintly surrounded by two distinct energies—ice crystals and flames—that flowed and intertwined, giving him an eerie yet powerful aura.

The man standing in the middle was even more eye-catching.

The man was burly and wore a wide, dark gold cloak. Underneath the cloak was a menacing suit of armor covering his entire body, and a helmet encased his head, revealing only his eyes.

He held a scythe wrapped in black chains in his hand. Just by standing there, the aura of death, like that of the ruler of hell, made the trial participants on the nearby platforms feel suffocated.

The three most powerful figures under the Holy Emperor's throne—Ghost Blade, Crimson Snow, and Yama—arrived together!

Their appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The powerful aura, the unique attire, and the presence that made them seem insignificant to all the other trial participants all proclaimed the extraordinary and terrifying nature of these three individuals.

"What a strong aura!"

"Who are they? Which major power do they belong to?"

"The guy in the middle wearing armor seems even more dangerous to me than the one who just killed the one-eyed strongman."

Whispers rippled through the platform.


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