I, Thanks To My Unlimited Investment, Am Admired By Every Races Chapter 185: He Actually Came Back!

Chapter 185: He Actually Ca Back!

"Hmm?"

A Golden Sun Sect elder in a yellow robe narrowed his eyes, cold light flashing deep within them. His voice sank as he said:

"I advise you not to be ungrateful."

"You’ve already injured a core disciple of our Golden Sun Sect and smashed our sect gates. I haven’t even held you accountable for that yet. If you continue to push your luck..."

"Don’t bla for showing no regard for Profound Sun Holy Land."

His tone was cold and threatening.

If this had been over a year ago, when Profound Sun had yet to rise from being a re Sect to a Holy Land, Ye Han would’ve already died under his last attack.

Even now that Profound Sun had beco a Holy Land, the Golden Sun Sect wasn’t a force to be trampled on.

If core disciples of Profound Sun Holy Land could act arrogantly in front of their gates without consequence, what dignity would the Golden Sun Sect have left?

"Hand over Ye Qingyu!"

Ye Han’s voice was hoarse, and he took a step forward with great difficulty, his body flickering with a faint light—so weak in the eyes of everyone present, it seed pitiful.

Right now, Ye Han’s condition is dire.

Forget contending with a Divine Power Realm cultivator, even a cultivator at the Spirit ridian or Qi Condensation stage could easily defeat him.

"You’re courting death."

The yellow-robed elder’s expression remained cold as he raised a hand to strike Ye Han down.

But at the last mont, a white-robed woman in a palace gown stepped forward, blocking his move. Her expression was equally indifferent, her face bearing an air of superiority. She glanced at Ye Han and said:

"Elder Liu, no need to get angry."

"This man and I t once, years ago. His father was rely a low-tier cultivator at the seventh level of Body Refinent—not worth ntioning."

"It’s you!"

Ye Han raised his head and looked at the white-robed woman, cold light flashing in his eyes.

He clearly rembered.

When Ye Qingyu had gravely injured his father, this very woman—an elder of the Golden Sun Sect—had stood behind him.

She was none other than Ye Qingyu’s master.

"Indeed, it’s ," she said flatly.

"I know you ca here today to avenge your father. But now that you’ve entered the cultivation world yourself..."

"You should understand—Ye Qingyu is already in the Divine Power Realm. His life is not sothing that can be weighed against a re Body Refinent cultivator."

"In my eyes," Ye Han replied, "there is no difference in the worth of a life."

"Heh."

The white-robed woman sneered coldly, mocking:

"No difference? Do you an to say the life of an Emperor is equal to that of an ordinary mortal?"

"Your father’s cultivation was pitifully low. But since you’re so intent on justice, I’ll give it to you."

Then she waved her sleeve.

Countless spirit stones fell like rain, crashing at Ye Han’s feet and forming a small mountain in front of him.

"Ten thousand low-grade spirit stones. Enough to buy the lives of a thousand seventh level Body Refinent cultivators. Is that not sufficient?"

In the cultivation world, killing and looting was commonplace.

Even assassination for hire was nothing unusual.

In many killer organizations, assassinating a tenth level Body Refinent cultivator would only cost about ten low-grade spirit stones.

Ye Han’s father had only reached the seventh level.

Ten thousand spirit stones could buy more lives than most low-tier cultivators could dream of.

After all, the lives of weak cultivators simply weren’t worth much.

"So this is the true face of the Golden Sun Sect?"

Ye Han glanced at the pile of spirit stones in front of him.

Then—without hesitation—he smashed down his spear, blasting the ten thousand spirit stones into the air, sending shards flying everywhere.

"That so-called ’low-tier cultivator’ was my father."

"Today, even if your Golden Sun Sect tries to stop —even if a saint blocks my path—Ye Qingyu will die!"

"You’re seeking death!"

"Don’t think that just because there’s a Holy Land behind you, you can act with impunity!"

The white-robed woman narrowed her eyes, killing intent on her face. She raised a hand, and from above, a palm made of pure true essence descended — a colossal hand that blotted out the sky.

Brilliant and blinding, the palm enveloped Ye Han in its center before it even struck, already emanating a terrifying aura of despair.

Let alone Ye Han in his current heavily wounded state, even if he were at full strength, he would have to face this attack with the utmost caution.

In the distance, so of the onlookers couldn’t help but shut their eyes, unable to bear watching what was about to happen.

To them, the situation had reached a point of no return.

Ye Han was clearly determined to kill Ye Qingyu. If they let him go today, even to give face to Profound Sun Holy Land, Ye Qingyu would live with a sword hanging over his head. The mont he stepped out of the sect, his life would be in danger.

To eliminate future threats, killing Ye Han was the only solution.

As for whether doing so would provoke retaliation from Profound Sun Holy Land, that was a problem for the Golden Sun Sect to handle.

"Master!"

A voice rang out in Ye Han’s heart as he looked up at the palm falling from the sky.

"Very well," ca a hoarse, ancient voice, "I’ll intervene one more ti. But afterward, I may need to slumber for a while—"

But before the voice could finish—

BOOM!!

A beam of fist-light tore through the heavens, shooting over from the distant horizon like a falling sun, colliding with the giant palm midair.

In that instant, mountains collapsed, seas roared, and rocks burst through the clouds.

The sheer might of the fist was unimaginable. After crashing down, it sent shockwaves that shook the earth for thousands of miles.

Mountain ranges crumbled. Valleys sank.

Rocks and dust exploded into the sky, obscuring the sun.

The terrifying aftershock swept countless cultivators off their feet.

Above, even the clouds were completely annihilated—the sky left utterly blank and void in the wake of that power.

"Pfft!"

The white-robed woman trembled, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Her face instantly turned pale.

Even though the punch wasn’t directly aid at her, the overwhelming force still left her lightly injured.

"Who did this!?"

She looked up at the sky and shouted angrily.

"Li Xun."

Two calm words echoed through the heavens and the earth.

In the next mont, a powerful aura surged across the scene, causing all living beings to tremble.

The entire world seed to shift, as if a young emperor had descended upon the mortal realm.

Above everyone’s heads, a golden divine chariot slowly materialized, shimring with radiant light. Silken curtains fluttered around it, and a tall figure sat calmly inside.

Although the full appearance was obscured, even a glimpse of this figure exuded a sense of peerless majesty.

"It’s him!"

"It’s the Holy Son of Profound Sun Holy Land!"

"He’s actually back!"

The white-robed woman staggered back, her already pale face now utterly drained of color.

Her whole body trembled.

His na alone carried unmatched weight.

Li Xun’s legendary feats in the Great Chu Dynasty had long spread throughout the Great Zhou Empire.

He once single-handedly killed over a dozen Life and Death Realm cultivators, and even slain a Divine Palace Realm Duke.

His reputation had reached an unparalleled level among the younger generation across the dynasty.

Even among the older generation, few dared to face him.

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