769: Chapter 266 Killing Yinghuo_4 769: Chapter 266 Killing Yinghuo_4 The Water God hesitated for a moment.
Without uttering a word, she plunged straight into the fray.
As expected, the Primordial Qilin did not stop her, allowing the Water God to make her move.
A smile crept across his face, full of anticipation, hoping that the Water God and the others would be able to slaughter Yinghuo.
He truly wasn’t making a move.
Even if Sun Wukong and the others agreed, the Primordial Qilin and his group would immediately strike at Yinghuo.
“Eastern King, you are more than welcome to take action.
We will not attack you,” the Lord of Heaven Ancestor unexpectedly declared, clearly concerned that Yinghuo was dying too slowly.
Glancing at the Lord of Heaven Ancestor, the Eastern King responded with a slight smile, “I am not adept at combat, so I will spare myself the embarrassment.
It is truly immeasurable merit that you two have had a sudden realization and abandoned the dark to seek the light.
Rest assured, after slaying Yinghuo, I will naturally lift the confinement and allow you both to return.”
Both the Lord of Heaven Ancestor and the Primordial Qilin were somewhat apprehensive but still waited patiently.
If they were to be attacked by them after slaying Yinghuo, then there would be nothing left to do but fight to the death.
They still had many tactics up their sleeves.
If they had to fight for their lives, even Sun Wukong and his group might not be able to suppress them.
“Of course, if you two wish to leave earlier, you can also take action,” the Eastern King added.
“Good,” the Lord of Heaven Ancestor stated directly.
He didn’t use the Formation Chart but simply raised his hand to unleash a flash of Divine Light, heading straight for the kill.
The Primordial Qilin also reacted likewise, charging straight in,
Yinghuo was nearly driven mad by the onslaught from five powerful beings.
He bellowed, “Lord of Heaven, Primordial Qilin, have you gone mad?”
“Heh, you think we don’t know what’s in your heart?
You already hated us; even if we helped you escape, you would seek revenge later on.
Instead of waiting for your retribution, it is better to slay you now and prevent future harm,” the Primordial Qilin said with a sneer.
The Lord of Heaven Ancestor also sneered, “Yinghuo, I always considered you my best friend, but now I see that I have wasted my genuineness on a dog.
Over such a trivial matter, you wished to kill me.
Anyone who befriends you is truly cursed.”
Yinghuo remained silent, fully aware that his predicament was a consequence of his historical tyrannical behavior.
He reaped what he had sown.
He reached this point today and it couldn’t be blamed on anyone else.
“Heh,” he scoffed in derision, and Yinghuo kept silent.
He made a desperate effort to break through, a last-ditch attempt to escape.
But those besieging him were powerhouses: three Supremes, along with Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, equating to at least four Supremes surrounding him.
There was also the Eastern King who, despite not joining the fight, simply by standing there, exerted immense pressure, forcing Yinghuo to be distracted.
With such a lineup, how could he possibly escape?
In the end, his halberd was bent from the force, and Yang Jian ran him through with his sword, pinning him to the earth.
Yinghuo struggled but was unable to break free.
With a bitter laugh, his gaze fell on the Water God, “In the past, due to the incompatibility of water and fire, I plotted your demise, never expecting to end up encircled and killed myself today.
Indeed, it’s true that what goes around comes around; I have reached my end without a shred of grievance.”
“Evil will be met with evil,” Yang Jian said with a cold laugh.
“Evil?
Ha, we stand at the apex, naturally powerful above all living beings.
To me, the creatures in this world are no more than ants — life and death, to grant or to take, all at my whim.
Even the Supremes are easy kills for me; even the Supremes of the Primordial fear me.
What injustice?
It’s all nonsense.
The only reason you can kill me is that you’ve joined forces to become stronger than me,” Yinghuo said, his usually honest face twisting into a sneer of mockery.
“If it weren’t for your greater strength, you wouldn’t be looking down at me right now, preaching about evil.
Ha, it’s nothing more than the law of the jungle where the victor is king.”
“Are you done?” Yang Jian asked, his face expressionless and unmoved.
Yinghuo paused, his final words that insignificant?
The next moment, Yang Jian shuddered his Three-pointed Double-edged Sword.
“Pfft.”
Yinghuo burst open.
Sun Wukong and the others acted, refining Yinghuo’s flesh and blood and not even sparing him a trace of Aureole.
With even the Divine Light refined cleanly away, Yinghuo was completely eradicated.
The Water God laughed heartily, finally feeling the exhilaration of vengeance fulfilled.
The Lord of Heaven Ancestor and the Primordial Qilin were both somewhat shocked, their complexions grim as they slightly distanced themselves from Sun Wukong and the others.
They had come to understand that Sun Wukong and his crew did not hesitate to kill even the Supremes.
Had it been up to them, had they apprehended Yinghuo, they would have considered controlling him for their own ends.
But Yang Jian and Sun Wukong simply refined Yinghuo entirely, leaving him not the slightest chance.
“Thank you, Great Saint, and thank you, Judicial Deity.
Without you, I wouldn’t know how long it would have taken to exact this revenge,” the Water God expressed her thanks, her stunning face filled with gratitude.
“You are too kind, Water Primordial Emperor,” Yang Jian said with a slight smile, appearing very calm.
As if slaying a Heavenly Deity was nothing of significance to him.
Sun Wukong’s expression was somewhat solemn.
“Old Sun regrets being somewhat naive; I should have acted against him at the first opportunity.
Because of my hesitation, Li Chang’an was killed.”