The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3394 - 3389: Disparity in Strength_1

A formidable aura born from the Heaven-appointed Realm descended, acting as a grim herald for the cessation of the skirmish.

Fairy Qing Wan and the Knife Edge Brothers recoiled, their forms trembling under the weight of an icy dread. The sheer reality of the situation defied their comprehension.

The Knife Edge Brothers stammered, their voices laced with terror, "Qing Wan, you failed to mention that a Ghost Cultivator of the Heaven-appointed Realm was commanding this unit."

"This..." Fairy Qing Wan bit her lip, her pupils narrowing in distress as she confessed, "I was entirely unaware of this!"

"Fairy Qing Wan, you have led us to our ruin," the Knife Edge Brothers countered, their voices thick with indignation.

Scarcely had the exchange concluded when two spectral silhouettes manifested before the group.

The arrivals were the Heavenly Bone Ghost King and the White Claw Ghost King.

Witnessing not one, but two beings of the Heaven-appointed Realm, the Knife Edge Brothers staggered as their composure completely shattered.

"Why have the two seniors graced us with their presence?" the King of the Netherworld inquired, resting his hands behind his back.

The Heavenly Bone Ghost King replied with cold detachment, "Young Master Dominating, you are aware that our duration here is fleeting, and the Heavenly Palace nears its manifestation. We have specific treasures to secure as directed by our superiors. We lack the luxury of time to squander here. Let us bring this to a swift conclusion and discard them."

"There remain several days before the Heavenly Palace opens, do there not?" the King of the Netherworld answered with an air of indifference.

The Heavenly Bone Ghost King shook his head in resignation, "Young Master, bear in mind that the timing of the Heavenly Palace is never immutable. Arriving prematurely is preferable to arriving late. Furthermore, securing an advantageous position early will facilitate our entry into the Heavenly Palace with greater ease."

The King of the Netherworld offered a casual shrug, "Very well. Since you both insist, I shall resolve this expeditiously. The two seniors need only observe and ensure that none flee. The rest shall be my responsibility. This Qing Wan has been a persistent thorn in my side. She has evaded capture multiple times, but her fortune ends here."

The Heavenly Bone Ghost King and the White Claw Ghost King remained icy and silent, yet they projected their qi, effectively cordoning off all human cultivators from retreat.

This display sent a jolt of panic through the cultivators; their hair stood on end, faces pale with the pallor of despair, and cold sweat drenching their skin.

"Quick, flee!" Fairy Qing Wan suddenly shrieked.

Upon witnessing two Ghost Kings of the Heaven-appointed Realm, she realized her impulsiveness. Challenging the King of the Netherworld had been a mistake. Had she attempted to flee earlier, a sliver of hope might have remained, but now, options had vanished.

Even before Fairy Qing Wan could fully react, the Knife Edge Brothers sensed the suffocating threat and bolted.

They had merely been collaborators, and they had no desire to sacrifice their lives. Recognizing the turn in the tide, they instinctively sought a path to survival.

However, the King of the Netherworld had prepared well, having already instructed his two subordinates to stand guard.

He was set on a slaughter, and escape was strictly prohibited.

The outcome aligned perfectly with the King of the Netherworld’s expectations!

Trapped by the two Ghost Kings of the Heaven-appointed Realm, evacuation was no simple feat!

The moment the Knife Edge Brothers attempted a getaway, they were met with a crushing strike from the Heavenly Bone Ghost King. Frozen in fear, the brothers dared not move another inch.

To advance meant certain execution. Looking up at the formidable Ghost King, they shuddered and retreated back toward the center.

Their retreat placed them directly in the path of the approaching King of the Netherworld.

An instant of pure fury seized the brothers as they bellowed, "King of the Netherworld, we shall see just how much you can withstand!"

The Knife Edge Brothers immediately unleashed their signature techniques. The weight of their blades permeated the air. Both siblings, having mastered the law of the knife edge, synchronized their movements until the very atmosphere crackled with lethal sharpness.

Individually their power was limited, but their combined efforts left no exposed gaps. They struck at the King of the Netherworld with an onslaught that demanded to be met.

However, the King of the Netherworld exhibited no intention of evading the strike.

An arrogant cackle escaped his lips, "I have played long enough; it is time for your end. Hehe, if I do not demonstrate the true might of those who have transcended the Heavenly Boundary today, you fools will continue to harbor delusions of contesting a powerhouse of my stature."

The brothers froze in shock as the King of the Netherworld’s aura surged, assuming a terrifying, suffocating density.

The power radiating from him now eclipsed his previous displays, leaving both brothers utterly aghast.

Could it be that the King of the Netherworld was only now unveiling his true potential?

Had he been toying with them this entire time?

Refusing to believe it, they maintained the law of the knife edge, pouring the entirety of their Qi into a desperate, crushing assault, hoping to grant him no respite.

"Our technique is unavoidable, and our blades are indestructible. Let us see how you parry this, King of the Netherworld—cease your boasting!" they roared in rage.

They refused to accept their defeat.

Conversely, a mocking sneer played on the lips of the King of the Netherworld.

His expression labeled them as nothing more than frogs trapped at the bottom of a well.

With a casual motion of his hand, he executed a palm strike. A wave of force, mimicking a torrential catastrophe, erupted and coalesced into a colossal water entity. This behemoth hammered down, colliding with the shimmering light of their blades.

In a mere heartbeat, the laws of the knife edge shattered and were snuffed out, annihilated completely in the clash of higher laws.

At this moment, the King of the Netherworld finally revealed his true prowess, and before such strength, the Knife Edge Brothers appeared fragile, failing to withstand even a solitary strike.

As their defense dissolved into nothingness, the water giant’s fist slammed directly into them.

The brothers were left paralyzed, unable to grasp the reality unfolding before them. They failed to even attempt a dodge, and the giant’s massive fist struck true.

"Urgh." Both brothers vomited blood, their senses fading as they were hurled through the air like discarded dolls.

Witnessing the near-fatal blow to the brothers, Fairy Qing Wan chose to embrace the end, launching herself toward the King of the Netherworld.

She attacked with a cocktail of fury and lethal desperation.

Knowing survival was impossible, she was determined to make the King of the Netherworld pay the price; vengeance was her only remaining pursuit.

Yet, the disparity in their power was absolute. As she unleashed her sword, she met only the King of the Netherworld’s palm.

It was a simple, fluid manipulation of laws, but during the collision, she lost all dominion over her own frame.

Fairy Qing Wan’s pupils dilated in terror. Could it be that even earlier, he had held back his true strength?

The divide was truly insurmountable.

The King of the Netherworld spoke with chilling, unhurried calm: "Ye Qing Wan, I spared you previously only because it felt pointless. As a target on the Blue Arrest Warrant, handing you over to the sect would only have brought me humiliation. However, as you possess such an appetite for self-destruction, do not think to blame me for what follows!"