Hou Qianwan transformed into a gust of wind and charged directly at Gou Fugui.
He looked at the motionless Gou Fugui with a smile. He most enjoyed seeing fear in others' eyes and expressions of awaiting death.
Everything was within his grasp until he saw Bing Ling'er, a delicate girl, step forward. He didn't understand this move.
Was she preparing to die for Gou Fugui?
It would be a shame for such a beautiful girl to die. She was a beauty who could bear him great-grandchildren.
Unfortunately, the speed was too great; he couldn't stop.
Boom…
Bing Ling'er's Immortal Emperor aura erupted like a flood, her eyes carrying a hint of playfulness.
Hum…
(⊙o⊙)…
Hou Qianwan's head buzzed.
Immortal Emperor realm???
Before he could react, Bing Ling'er locked onto his aura, sealing all space. The entire Jiaofu City was plunged into an icy grip.
Bing Ling'er didn't just seal Hou Qianwan; she sealed the entire Jiaofu City. The whole family had to be together, not a single one missing.
"Immortal... Immortal Emperor?" Hou Qianwan exclaimed, his eyeballs bulging, veins popping on his forehead.
"Die." Bing Ling'er extended her hand, and Hou Qianwan instantly turned into a pillar of ice. Then, Bing Ling'er clenched her fist, and Hou Qianwan's body shattered into pieces, falling to the ground without even a chance to groan.
This death was not painful, not a moment of reaction.
The other three Immortal Venerable powerhouses tried to flee, but Bing Ling'er locked onto their auras, not letting any escape.
The gap between Immortal Venerable and Immortal Emperor was too vast, especially for Bing Ling'er, who was comparable to a mid-stage Immortal Emperor Qilin.
Furthermore, Bing Ling'er struck unexpectedly with killing intent. These Immortal Venerables had no chance to resist.
Otherwise, with four Immortal Venerables, they might have put up some resistance.
Hou Haoyan was instantly terrified, his pants soiled with fear. His father and grandfather were killed in an instant, along with two elders. He could already see death beckoning him.
Hou Haoyan felt as if his throat was being choked. He wanted to beg for mercy but was too scared to speak. His entire brain had lost control of his body.
He understood this feeling of wanting to speak but being unable to. It was the same for the fairy girls he fed pork hams, only managing to make sounds.
Now, he finally understood this feeling; it was indescribable.
"Gou Fugui, make your move. He's yours. Let the people of Jiaofu City see the consequences of bullying and dominating others," Bing Ling'er instructed Gou Fugui.
After she had killed Hou Qianwan and Hou Dezhu, she heard all the onlookers cheering and some even laughing aloud.
It seemed that these people deserved to be killed to quell the people's hatred.
"Killing Hou Haoyan, well done."
"She's an Immortal Emperor! Everyone, kneel and pay homage to the Immortal Emperor."
"And she's a female emperor! Such a good person, acting on behalf of us commoners, killing this man who harmed the people."
Everyone knelt down, paying homage to Bing Ling'er while also thanking her for her intervention.
Hou Haoyan deserved to die; everyone had witnessed it, and no further explanation was needed.
Gou Fugui, carrying Hou Haoyan, flew to the city wall and shouted to the people below, "Today, I, on behalf of my master, have rid Jiaofu City of a scourge. Hou Haoyan's death is insignificant."
Hou Haoyan was already numb with fear, completely dazed. As Gou Fugui knelt him on the ground, he was still foolishly smiling.
At this moment, no one felt sympathy for Hou Haoyan; most were relieved.
After Gou Fugui finished speaking, he swung the axe in his hand and brought it down on Hou Haoyan's neck.
Hou Haoyan's head rolled to the ground like a watermelon.
With the demise of the scourge Hou Haoyan, the city erupted in joy and celebration.
Xia Lin hadn't expected that coming here would also eliminate a scourge. He had brought this upon himself; no one could blame others.
Everything was fated. Thus, one should do fewer bad deeds, or sooner or later, they will face retribution.
Xia Lin and his group left the scene and first booked rooms at an inn. Afterward, they would take their time to explore the scenery of the Immortal Realm city.
..............
Susanoo reappeared in a dark palace.
The moment he appeared, the lights in the entire palace automatically lit up.
Before he could react, a person emerged from the palace. Upon closer inspection, it was a phantom, a beautiful woman.
"Sister," Susanoo shouted, his excitement palpable.
He hadn't seen his sister for over a thousand years. If counting by Immortal Realm time, he couldn't even calculate how long it had been; the exact time was unclear.
"Brother, I'm very happy to see you." The white phantom's face showed no expression, but her tone conveyed surprise and joy.
"Sister, me too. For so many years, I've missed you. After I came to the Immortal Realm, I learned you went to the God Realm," Susanoo said with a hint of regret.
He wished to be reunited with his sister, he missed her embrace, he missed the scenes of his sister carrying him on the beach searching for seashells when he was young.
All of that was gone and could only be replayed in his mind.
People grow up. No matter how beautiful childhood memories are, they cannot be revisited.
Just like now, everyone misses their mischievous childhood selves. The past is irretrievable, and one is no longer a youth.
After all, growth requires sacrifice.
Losing the innocence of childhood, one gains the pain of adulthood.
This can be considered a trade-off.
Amaterasu Omikami's eyes revealed a flicker of longing.
"I've left you the method to come to the God Realm. Quickly raise your cultivation to the Immortal Emperor realm. Once you reach the late Immortal Venerable stage, take the elixir I've left for you, and you will break through."
Amaterasu Omikami's voice was gentle and kind as she looked at her brother.
Susanoo's face lit up upon hearing this. He asked, "Sister, what kind of existence is the God Realm? How are you doing now?"
"This strand of my clone is left for you. I don't know what's happening in the God Realm. You've come too late, and I can feel this clone's aura weakening. It won't last much longer, so you must cultivate diligently."
Amaterasu Omikami shook her head, indicating she didn't know about the God Realm.
"Sister, I will work hard," Susanoo nodded.
Susanoo was already formidable on Earth, so his cultivation talent was unquestionable. Now that he was in the Immortal Realm and had his sister paving the way, he didn't need to worry about improving his strength.
"Good, cultivate here with peace of mind. I will communicate with Shiodama, and then you will ascend to the God Realm together." Amaterasu Omikami nodded.
"Okay, Sister," Susanoo nodded.
Immediately after, the white phantom disappeared, and the palace turned dark. Susanoo's black eyes blazed with hatred.
He was determined to see Xia Feng dead.