The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 2098 - 2095: We’ll Talk After the Fight

With the power of the Ancestor Armor, after enduring a punch from Bei Yao Shenwu, Ye Xuan took the opportunity to raise his hand and grasp her wrist.

Bei Yao Shenwu naturally anticipated Ye Xuan’s move but did not take it to heart.

Because she could tell at a glance that the current Ye Xuan was not powerful, so even if he held her wrist, it was of no consequence.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

At that moment, the Ancestor Armor faded away; the helmet disappeared, and it melded with the black robe on Ye Xuan’s body.

Ye Xuan stood up straight, his expression calm, gazing at Bei Yao Shenwu, who was half a head taller than him, with a slight smile.

The frost on Bei Yao Shenwu’s beautiful face deepened, and gazing at the smile on Ye Xuan’s face, she felt a surge of disgust for some reason, her fingers clenching tightly with a crackling sound.

Just as Bei Yao Shenwu planned to shake off Ye Xuan’s large hand and land a punch on that detestable face, Ye Xuan spoke.

"Can we refrain from fighting for now?"

Ye Xuan said calmly.

Bei Yao Shenwu looked down at Ye Xuan with indifference, "Whatever you have to say, say it after the fight, besides..."

"There’s nothing much for me to say to you!"

With that, Bei Yao Shenwu suddenly exerted her strength.

Terrifying power erupted in an invisible manner, as if it would shatter Ye Xuan’s arm.

But in the next moment, Bei Yao Shenwu froze slightly.

She looked at Ye Xuan’s large hand that gripped her wrist like an iron clamp, somewhat surprised.

She could clearly see how weak Ye Xuan’s current strength was, so why did he possess such power?

It was rather beyond imagination.

That large hand seemed to contain the most extreme power in the world, carrying a suppressive feeling, constantly diminishing her strength.

Bei Yao Shenwu naturally did not know what a Taoist Body was.

Nor did she know that Ye Xuan was the Taoist Body.

However, Bei Yao Shenwu was not a fool.

Seeing Ye Xuan unwilling to let go, she suddenly delivered a knee strike aimed directly at Ye Xuan’s chest!

Yet at the same time, Ye Xuan seemed to have anticipated Bei Yao Shenwu’s action, and raised his other hand beforehand, delivering a light palm strike.

Instantly, Bei Yao Shenwu’s knee tingled, and she instinctively lowered it.

At this moment, Ye Xuan released Bei Yao Shenwu.

Ye Xuan ascended to the sky as he looked at Bei Yao Shenwu, speaking softly, "We can talk after the fight, if you prefer."

Suppressing the discomfort in her knee, Bei Yao Shenwu looked up at Ye Xuan, she knew this Undying Night Emperor’s methods weren’t so simple.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to gain the upper hand in their past combat at Dao Chu Cliff.

Was the power he displayed merely an illusion...

Bei Yao Shenwu shook her hand and also intended to ascend to the sky.

At this time, Ye Xuan pressed his right hand down virtually.

Boom!

At that moment.

It was as if the entire firmament bore down upon Bei Yao Shenwu.

She felt an immense weight, unable to move an inch.

Her expression grew solemn.

Ye Xuan, looking down at Bei Yao Shenwu, said calmly, "Don’t be mistaken. When I said to talk after the fight, I meant after I finish striking you down..."

Boom!

As his words fell.

The suppression on her grew heavier.

In an instant.

Bei Yao Shenwu’s legs embedded into the grave soil, and she couldn’t help but bow her head.

Clenching her fists tightly, she struggled under the immense pressure.

"As you did back then..."

"Kneel."

Ye Xuan, with a voice like spring thunder, commanded as his mystical speech manifested power.

It was as if divinely ordained.

His words seemed like an imperial decree.

Boom!

Bei Yao Shenwu was forced to bend forward, even showing signs of kneeling.

Gritting her teeth, she withstood the force, saying with a firm voice, "In my lifetime, I’ve only knelt before the Hong Yao Immortal Emperor. Back then, you exploited my memory loss to make me kneel, and this is why I am here now. To have me kneel again is impossible!"

The last words were almost a roar, her long hair flying wildly like a demon goddess.

She forcibly straightened her body, looking up at Ye Xuan, her eyes gleaming with lethal intent: "If not for my involvement in that battle, you wouldn’t exist. You humiliated me; there will be blood to pay!"

The old mountain, hidden in the shadows, hearing this remarked disdainfully, thinking this girl must be mad, does she even know what Little Night Emperor represents...

"Master."

On the other side, the Qiankun Ancestor regained his form, listening to Bei Yao Shenwu’s words, astonished.

Although he knew she had a distinguished identity, he hadn’t imagined it was so astonishing.

She was an existence involved in that battle.

Having been by the master’s side, the Qiankun Ancestor knew the significance of that battle.

Though he didn’t know much, he realized those related to it were unparalleled.

"You need to wake up..."

Ye Xuan observed the increasingly frenzied Bei Yao Shenwu, squinting slightly.

In the next moment.

Ye Xuan abruptly appeared above Bei Yao Shenwu, raising his right hand to punch down.

Heavenly Emperor Fist!

Boom!

Tremendous power gathered on that fist in an instant, with an immeasurable aura.

Bei Yao Shenwu raised her fist too, her voice fierce, "Today, I must twist your head off!"

Boom!

The next moment.

Their fists collided, emitting a brilliant divine glow.

Yet the terrifying power was restrained by the Heavenly Pond Graveyard, preventing too much destruction.

But it did cause the surrounding soil to be sent flying.

The air was filled with dust, obscuring the battlefield.

Nearby, the old mountain, merged with the soil, was blasted into the air.

The old mountain, holding a peach wood stick, cursed while dodging.

At the same time, he waved the peach wood stick.

As the dust settled.

The scene that emerged left the old mountain somewhat stunned.

Ye Xuan’s punch sent Bei Yao Shenwu rolling on the ground, in a sorry state.

Ye Xuan descended again, walking step by step towards her.

Bei Yao Shenwu got up like a war goddess and charged at Ye Xuan.

Then was sent flying once more.

Rising again, she charged at him, only to meet the same result.

Each of Ye Xuan’s moves sent her flying a considerable distance, unable to withstand his strength.

Even Bei Yao Shenwu found it hard to believe.

By right, Ye Xuan’s strength shouldn’t be so overwhelming.

Even if this was the Heavenly Pond Graveyard.

Boom!

Ye Xuan landed another punch, pinning her to the ground, unable to rise.

Ye Xuan, looking down at the bloodied Bei Yao Shenwu, said languidly, "Your acting isn’t convincing."

"You’ll be exposed soon."

A playful smile appeared at the corner of Ye Xuan’s mouth.

In the next moment, the suppressed Bei Yao Shenwu suddenly vanished.

Reappearing behind the old mountain.

The old mountain, having been observing, suddenly stiffened under the immense pressure he sensed.

What does this mean!?