The Hero of a Cool Novel? I, the Villain, Will Kill You!

54: A big loach dares to come to save people?“Sorry, This Emperor descended long ago!”

“Just now, when you two were fighting, This Emperor was watching from afar!”

Wang Qing, treading on black Underworld Flowers, his figure blurring, instantly teleported to the center where the two great Dao storms of destruction converged.

He squinted at “Ye Changsheng and Long Aotian” trapped by the Dao storm, feeling an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

“Whoosh whoosh…”

The storm raged incessantly!

The land was ravaged, seawater surged in, mountains collapsed, revealing endless abyssal black holes.

Ye Changsheng saw the time storm growing stronger and stronger, his skin cracking, and he was about to collapse. He quickly asked the System in his mind.

[System, didn’t you say Wang Qing was a Golden Immortal? What power is he displaying now?]

[Ding! The System doesn’t know what’s going on either, it suggests the host evacuates quickly!]

[The Immortal Emperor System Card’s duration is one month, host, the System suggests you quickly find a place to familiarize yourself with the Immortal Emperor’s power, so you can seize treasures in the Secret Realm!]

The Divine-Grade Sign-in System sounded a danger alert.

Ye Changsheng’s eyes were filled with rage, wishing he could devour Wang Qing alive.

He couldn’t understand how Wang Qing, a native of the Immortal Realm, would think of harvesting Luck. Instead of suppressing the Tianyuan Clan, he intervened to contend for Xiao Yan.

“Hiss…”

The time storm was already tearing Ye Changsheng’s body apart. He took a cold breath.

Ignoring everything else, he bit his tongue, spat out a mouthful of vital blood, and escaped into the shattered space, disappearing.

Long Aotian saw the Dragon-robed man leave.

He raised his hand and cast a mysterious Dao Law light screen to protect himself and Xiao Yan, speaking coldly:

“Wang Qing, you dare to attack This Aotian, aren’t you afraid of retaliation from the Transcendents Alliance?”

“Retaliation? However much pleasure you took in showing off just now, This Emperor is now your retribution!”

“If you’re not convinced, you can step out of the destruction storm and fight This Emperor!”

“The Transcendents Alliance? When This Emperor unifies the Immortal Realm, he will naturally go and trouble them!”

Wang Qing, treading on the Underworld Flower imprint, instantly appeared like a phantom above the destruction storm, looking down at Long Aotian within it.

“You… you!” Long Aotian was speechless from the retort. He glanced at Xiao Yan on his shoulder and made a decision that went against his ancestors.

“Don’t you just want Xiao Yan? This Aotian will give him to you!” Long Aotian said with a face full of regret.

He had originally intended to bring Xiao Yan back to the Transcendents Alliance to refine him into a Puppet, but now that Wang Qing was snatching him, he could only save himself first.

With a “whoosh” sound!

Long Aotian threw Xiao Yan out of the center of the destruction storm. He raised his hand, tore open the space, and entered the River of Time, making a swift escape.

“Wang Qing, This Aotian’s true body is not here. Next time we meet, you won’t be so lucky!”

Long Aotian’s cursing voice came from the River of Time, his figure having fled to an unknown timeline.

“Whoosh whoosh…”

Long Aotian had left, but the destruction storm still raged incessantly, as if a natural disaster had descended, tearing this world apart.

“Ah!”

Xiao Yan’s body was torn apart by the storm, and he screamed in pain!

“Boom!”

It was at this moment that a giant Python ten thousand miles long flew out from the endless black hole in the ground, coiled around Xiao Yan, and escaped into the earth’s core.

“Hmph! Ye Changsheng and Long Aotian can be dealt with later. You, a seven-colored giant Python, dare to save someone right under This Emperor’s eyes!”

Wang Qing’s white hair fluttered in the wind, his face full of displeasure. He raised his hand and pressed down.

A giant, pale, bone-like palm appeared out of thin air, gathering the Origin power of destruction and slamming towards the ground!

“Bang!”

The Underworld Heaven-Covering Palm shattered the abyss, hundreds of thousands of miles deep, and the earth’s core magma erupted violently!

The seven-colored giant Python swam within it, raising its enormous head to meet Wang Qing’s gaze under the black sky.

Wang Qing’s expression shifted. He swept his sleeve, bringing forth the power of Underworld, instantly flattening the two great Dao Law storms.

In an instant!

Heaven and earth returned to calm!

Only the black seawater on the ground poured into the earth’s core magma, and in the blink of an eye, it was extinguished.

“Are you the Heavenly Emperor’s descendant, the one Grand Primordius Heavenly Emperor spoke of, who would suppress the Tianyuan Clan tens of millions of years later?”

The seven-colored giant Python spoke human words, its ten-thousand-mile body shrinking, transforming into a beautiful woman draped in a thin, gauze dress.

She stepped barefoot on the magma, raised her hand, and cast a seven-colored light screen, inside which was the unconscious Xiao Yan.

“Heh heh, it seems you are also an old hag!”

“You plan to save Xiao Yan. Do you think that’s possible?”

Wang Qing sneered continuously. The black Underworld Flower beneath his feet disappeared, and his figure slowly descended onto the magma on the ground.

“You are mistaken. This Palace is not saving him, but rather coveting the Origin of Luck within his body!”

The woman, named “Yun Fu,” shook her head, her eyes as calm as an ancient well, seemingly unconcerned by Wang Qing’s threat.

“Oh? You also came for the Origin of Luck?” Wang Qing was a little surprised.

Only the Heavenly Fortune God Clan and the Transcendents Alliance knew how to use the Origin of Luck for Cultivation.

And this great mud loach actually knew about the Origin of Luck, so her background should be considerable.

“Didn’t you just mention the Transcendents Alliance? This Palace is Yun Fu, the Vice Alliance Chief of the Transcendents Alliance!”

Yun Fu smiled sweetly, believing herself to be very beautiful.

However, Wang Qing had no intention of appreciating her, frowning with displeasure, “Transcendents Alliance? Vice Alliance Chief?”

“What, are you here to snatch the Origin of Luck, intending to fight This Emperor?”

Wang Qing’s words were barbed.

If the woman in front of him said “yes,” he would not hesitate to unleash his full power and kill her completely.

“No, This Palace will not fight you, but rather wants to cooperate with you!”

“The Transcendents Alliance and the Heavenly Fortune God Clan were originally allies!”

“But the Heavenly Fortune God Clan Elder, Chu Daosheng, acted to disrupt the relationship between the two forces!”

“A few days ago, he snatched a portion of the Origin of Luck from This Palace!”

“As long as you join forces with This Palace to kill him, This Palace will represent the Transcendents Alliance and sever ties with the Heavenly Fortune God Clan!”

“This Palace will also purify the Origin of Luck within Xiao Yan’s body into the purest power of Luck and give it to you!”

Yun Fu blinked her beautiful eyes, looking at Wang Qing expectantly.

Wang Qing’s thoughts raced, his mind uncertain.

The Transcendents Alliance and the Heavenly Fortune God Clan had been allied for countless eras. Could their cooperative relationship truly be severed just like that?

After a moment of silence.

Wang Qing had already guessed what was going on; the woman in front of him must have another purpose!

Thinking of this, he chuckled heartily, “We can cooperate, but how do you plan to deal with Chu Daosheng?”

“It’s simple!” Yun Fu took over Wang Qing’s words and continued, “Chu Daosheng will release news in three days’ time—”

“That the Immortal Emperor Dao Fruit exists in the Ten Thousand Blood Sea, attracting the forces entering the Secret Realm of the Immortal Realm to contend for it!”

“He will bring the powerhouses of the Tianyuan Clan and set up a formation in the Ten Thousand Blood Sea to harvest Immortal King Origin!”

“When Chu Daosheng acts against the Immortal Realm forces, you and This Palace will join forces in three days to break the formation from the outside and kill Chu Daosheng and the powerhouses of the Tianyuan Clan!”

“If you agree, This Palace will immediately strip the Origin of Luck from Xiao Yan’s body and give it to you!”

Yun Fu coaxed him, a hint of hidden calculation flashing deep in her eyes.

She thought she was hiding it well, but everything was seen by Wang Qing.

“Hahahaha, This Emperor agrees to you!”

“Now, kill Xiao Yan and extract the Origin of Luck from his body!” Wang Qing burst into laughter, not exposing Yun Fu’s hypocrisy.

He wanted to see if Yun Fu truly intended to kill Chu Daosheng, or if she had another purpose.