Chapter 248: The Great Protector Falls! The Despair of the War God!
Currently, Ye Yan has been plundered of nearly two million Destiny Value. A massive chunk of his "Protagonist Halo" had been shaved off, mostly because the Female Lead, Lin Keqing, was thoroughly taken by Shen Anyu.
And the Netherworld Palace—his greatest asset—suffered heavy losses. It was almost annihilated overnight, with only scattered powerhouses surviving because they were not at the base during the purge. Shen Anyu's people were still pursuing them like hunting dogs chasing rabbits.
Just then, Shen Anyu raised an eyebrow. A cold, mocking sneer echoed in his heart:
"Haha... as expected of a Child of Destiny with so much Destiny Value left. Even at the brink of despair, the Heavenly Dao arranges someone to save him. A classic 'Hero saving the Hero' trope."
"But unfortunately... in front of me, the Destined Villain, no one can save you. Not even a god."
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Three incredibly sharp silver flying daggers, gleaming with cold light, shot towards Shen Anyu like bolts of lightning.
These daggers were silent killers. They cut through the air without a single sound or ripple, leaving no wake. They formed a deadly 'Product' (品) formation, aiming simultaneously at Shen Anyu's throat, heart, and solar plexus.
"Young Lord! I'll take you away!"
At the same time, a figure flashed out from the shadows like a ghost.
An old man with no eyebrows—White Eyebrows, the Great Protector of the Netherworld Palace—moved with terrifying speed. He reached out with a claw-like hand to grab the heavily injured Ye Yan and flee instantly.
His plan was perfect: Use the daggers to force Shen Anyu back, grab the Young Lord, and use a blood escape technique to vanish.
"Can you leave?"
Shen Anyu's eyes narrowed. He didn't even blink at the incoming steel.
In an instant, his [Divine Rank Telekinesis] activated. An invisible, crushing force erupted from his mind.
Hummmm!
The air distorted visibly.
The three fierce silver flying daggers that had shot out at supersonic speed... paused.
They froze in mid-air, trembling violently as they fought against an irresistible wall of psychic energy.
Then—
Whoosh!
With a thought, Shen Anyu reversed their trajectory. The daggers spun around and suddenly swept towards the No Eyebrow Elder and Ye Yan with double the speed!
And that wasn't all!
Shen Anyu took a step forward.
[Shrinking the Ground into Inches].
He crossed a distance of more than ten meters in a blur, appearing instantly in front of White Eyebrows like a demon emerging from the void.
He lightly threw a punch.
It looked like a casual, jade-like fist. Soft. Slow.
But to White Eyebrows, it felt like a meteor falling from the sky.
"You brat! You are courting death!"
White Eyebrows roared, his face twisting in shock and rage. He had just dodged his own daggers and was preparing to grab Ye Yan. He didn't expect this rich young master to be faster than him!
This No Eyebrow Elder was astonishingly powerful—a veteran Great Grandmaster (Peak). His reaction speed was honed by decades of slaughter.
With a flick of his sleeve, he shot out ten more poisoned needles at Shen Anyu's eyes. At the same time, he channeled all his internal energy into his palm and slapped back.
[Netherworld Palm]!
His palm turned pitch black, carrying the chill of the grave. It struck out powerfully and heavily, exploding the air with a sonic boom!
BOOM!
Fist met Palm.
The collision sent a shockwave rippling through the parking lot, shattering the windows of nearby cars.
The next moment...
Crack!
The sound of bones splintering echoed crisply.
"Argh!"
White Eyebrows let out a muffled groan. He was sent flying backward, his feet ploughing furrows into the asphalt as he retreated seven or eight steps to stabilize himself.
He looked at Shen Anyu with horrified eyes, shocked speechless.
His right hand—the hand that struck Shen Anyu's fist—was mangled. The skin had burst open, covered in blood, with faint glimpses of white bone protruding from the knuckles.
Internally, his Qi and blood churned violently. His internal organs vibrated as if they had been struck by a hammer.
He looked at Shen Anyu. The young man hadn't moved an inch.
And those specially made alloy silver flying daggers? The ones he shot at Shen Anyu's chest as a distraction?
Clang. Clang. Clang.
They struck Shen Anyu's chest... and bounced off.
They didn't pierce the skin. They didn't even tear the suit. The force of the impact caused the daggers to twist and shatter against his body, falling to the ground as useless scrap metal.
[God-Level Steel Body]. Invulnerable to mortal weapons.
"Martial Dao Great Grandmaster cultivation... such an incredible, monstrous Physical Body... Telekinetic ability... and immune to hidden weapons?"
White Eyebrows' voice trembled.
"Almost invincible below the Celestial Realm... and so young? What kind of Prodigy is he? Is he a monster in human skin?"
He looked at Shen Anyu as if he was looking at a freak of nature. To be so powerful at twenty-something was biologically impossible! Even Ye Yan, the genius, wasn't this terrifying!
At this moment.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Aunt Xiao and three other Martial Dao Great Grandmasters flashed into existence, surrounding White Eyebrows.
Behind them, over ten Martial Arts Grandmasters and dozens of Innate elite guards appeared from the shadows, forming an inescapable net.
With the various miraculous Medicinal Pills Shen Anyu provided, his forces had rapidly expanded. Aunt Xiao herself had broken through to the Great Grandmaster realm recently.
The encirclement was complete.
White Eyebrows' face turned ashen grey. The color drained from his lips.
This was why he wanted to run immediately. He sensed the ambush. The enemy had too many high-level experts.
Ye Yan, who was lying on the ground coughing blood, had just seen a glimmer of hope when White Eyebrows appeared.
But now... looking at the wall of Grandmasters surrounding them... that hope instantly vanished, replaced by an abyss of despair and bitterness.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
At this moment, the crowd of guards parted respectfully.
Shen Anyu clapped his hands slowly. He stepped forward, smiling gracefully as he looked at the cornered old man.
"You are the Netherworld Palace Great Protector, White Eyebrows (Bai Mei)."
"I was wondering where you, the big fish who slipped through the net, had escaped to. My intelligence network couldn't find you. But now... you've delivered yourself to my door. That's very polite of you."
All ninety-nine bases of the Netherworld Palace had been uprooted and wiped out under Shen Anyu's planning yesterday. It was a massacre. However, there were still scattered powerhouses who survived because they were traveling.
Among them, the strongest threat was this White Eyebrows—a Great Grandmaster (Peak). His strength was formidable, his whereabouts elusive.
Now, he was here.
"It's you?"
White Eyebrows heard the implication. His face twisted with hatred.
"You... You're the one who attacked the Netherworld Palace? You destroyed my sect?!"
He questioned Shen Anyu, his old eyes sharp as blades.
He had been traveling abroad. When he received the urgent [Netherworld Order] summons from the Young Lord Ye Yan yesterday, he tried to contact the bases for backup.
Silence.
Every single base... silence.
Upon further investigation, White Eyebrows was heartbroken to discover that all ninety-nine bases had been wiped out. Burned to the ground. Not a dog was left alive.
He realized the Netherworld Palace was gone. He rushed to Magic City alone, hoping to save the last seed—Ye Yan.
From Shen Anyu's arrogant tone, White Eyebrows knew he had found the culprit.
"You destroyed a thousand-year foundation! Who are you?!"
"What kind of thing are you, to presume to question me?"
Shen Anyu sneered. He was too lazy to speak with a dead man.
He waved his hand casually.
"Aunt Xiao. All of you. Go together."
"Take down this old man. I want him alive for five minutes, then dead. You must be worthy of the Medicinal Pills I gave you; I don't keep useless people!"
"Yes, Young Lord!"
Aunt Xiao and the other Great Grandmasters looked ashamed that Shen Anyu had to act personally first. Their eyes burned with killing intent.
"Kill!"
They charged forward, unleashing a barrage of ultimate techniques.
White Eyebrows had already been injured by Shen Anyu's punch. Now, caught in an encirclement of four Great Grandmasters and ten Grandmasters... he was instantly suppressed.
Boom! Bang!
The fight was brutal and short.
Shen Anyu nodded in satisfaction. He turned his back on the slaughter.
He walked over to Ye Yan, who was lying against the wrecked car, unable to move.
Shen Anyu smiled—a bright, sunny smile that looked demonic to Ye Yan.
"Ye Yan."
"The Netherworld Palace is gone. All of it."
"Aren't you happy? Surprised? Or... unexpected?"
[Ding! Detected that the Child of Destiny, Ye Yan, feels bitter in his heart!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Yan feels absolute despair and powerlessness! Plundering +9,999 Destiny Value!]
...
At this moment.
Ye Yan felt like his heart was being ripped out.
From the fact that the Great Protector came alone to save him... and Shen Anyu's mocking words... how could Ye Yan not know the truth?
The Netherworld Palace was indeed gone.
He remembered how his Master, Tian Yunzi, had solemnly handed him the [Netherworld Token] on the mountain peak.
"Yan'er, this commands ninety-nine bases! An army of thousands! You can mobilize countless powerhouses with a wave of a hand! You can turn the world upside down! You can destroy nations!"
Those words echoed in his ears like a cruel joke.
He descended the mountain yesterday.
Not even 24 hours had passed.
And the "invincible" Netherworld Palace... was gone?
'My army... my vengeance... my power... Gone?'
In Ye Yan's grand blueprint, the Netherworld Palace was the cornerstone. It was the weapon he would use to overturn the Yanxia Shen Family.
'Is this all it was? A paper tiger?'
Ye Yan's face went blank. He gradually lowered his head, looking dejected, desperate, bitter, and powerless. His spirit was broken.
He stammered, his voice hoarse:
"Shen... Shen Anyu... how do you know all this?"
"How do you know my relationship with the Netherworld Palace? I just came down the mountain! No one knows me!"
"Are you... a devil?"
Shen Anyu didn't answer. A faint, golden gleam flashed in his eyes.
[Void Breaking Divine Eye].
He looked inside Ye Yan.
He sensed the flow of [Martial Dao True Essence] within Ye Yan's body.
It wasn't chaotic. It was gathering. Compressing.
On the surface, Ye Yan looked dejected and desperate, like a man who had given up.
But in reality... Ye Yan was channeling every last drop of his life force into his dantian.
'He is still plotting a counterattack.'
Shen Anyu smirked. 'Admirable.'
After five years of devilish training, Ye Yan was no longer the weak, suicidal Second Young Master of the Ye Family. He was a wolf. A wolf that would bite until its head was cut off.
Just as Shen Anyu approached within striking distance...
Flash!
A ruthless, insane glint flashed in Ye Yan's eyes.
"Die with me!!!"
He roared.
He didn't use his hands (they were broken). He didn't use his legs (they were crushed).
He erupted with all his remaining Qi, turning his body into a human cannonball.
He lunged forward, aiming a suicidal headbutt directly towards Shen Anyu's chest.
If he couldn't live... he would drag Shen Anyu down to the Underworld with him!
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