# Chapter 620: Endless Deterrence
The Nantian Four Supremes charged toward the three Supreme Elders of the Yun Clan. Before the seven streams of Emperor Lord power could even collide, the space had already been twisted into a massive vortex.
The momentum of the three Supreme Elders instantly slowed. At that moment, the void above twisted, and three more figures appeared out of thin air, descending from above with their aura pressing down... their power was in no way inferior to that of the Nantian Four Supremes.
Ten Emperor Lords—and all were mid-stage or late-stage Emperor Lords! As their auras intermingled, they became like vast, surging tidal waves, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.
The combined power of seven Emperor Lords... this was a force that ordinary people could not even dare to imagine! Apart from Yaohuang City, even the largest city in the Huan Yao Realm, Tianyao City, could not produce seven Emperor Lords. Although the three Supreme Elders of the Yun Clan were powerful, there was absolutely no way they could get close to Huai Wang under the combined might of seven mid-to-late-stage Emperor Lords.
At that moment, a scorching aura of the highest degree suddenly descended from above... and even though it was a scorching aura, the moment it fell, everyone felt a chill run through their bodies.
As space twisted, Xiao Yaohou's figure appeared between the three Supreme Elders of the Yun Clan and the seven Emperor Lords, freezing everyone's gaze. On her body, a crimson-golden Golden Crow shadow flashed in an instant, then scattered endless blazing radiance...
In an instant, the entire great hall—even all the space within sight—became a vast sea of red.
"This is..." Yun Che couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "The Third Realm of the Golden Crow—Blazing Sun Explosion!"
Within the crimson-red space, vast and boundless Golden Crow flame power condensed at extreme speed, transforming into a blazing, dazzling, and sacred Golden Crow divine shadow that tore through the red world, pierced through space, and flew toward the seven Emperor Lords standing before Huai Wang...
In just an instant, the formidable power of the seven Emperor Lords—power enough to destroy an entire city—vanished without a trace. Countless cracked patterns split the world around them, and then space completely collapsed. At that moment, their vision and consciousness could no longer perceive anything else—only an endless sea of crimson flames...
The information conveyed to them by their powerful spiritual senses was... these flames had invaded their bodies and even penetrated their hearts and souls. Their Emperor Lord-level defenses of body and soul were utterly useless against these flames, offering not even the slightest resistance.
BOOM!!!
Amid the shattering sound, the blazing flames contracted and scattered. The seven Emperor Lords flew backward like seven discarded burlap sacks, tumbling far away. Their heads, bodies, limbs—all were burning with crimson-golden flames... Even within their bodies and souls, flames burned mercilessly.
The seven Emperor Lords rolled wildly on the ground, wailing in agony... Now they finally understood why Han Wang had let out such pitiful screams earlier. The feeling of being burned by Golden Crow flames was like countless blades gouging every inch of muscle and nerve in their bodies. With willpower far surpassing ordinary people, they could only endure for a few breaths before wishing they could die immediately.
A desperate counterattack from an Emperor Lord should have been terrifying. But these seven Emperor Lords only screamed and wept. None of them, in their despair, released all their profound energy at any cost... because the moment they tried to move even a fraction of their profound energy, it would be instantly incinerated.
Those Huai Wang Mansion experts who had been hidden in the shadows and were about to move forward all froze, their entire bodies trembling like sieves, not daring to take another step forward... Ten breaths passed. The screams and wailing ceased. Xiao Yaohou slowly raised her hand and casually crushed the flames in her palm.
BOOM!!
The Golden Crow flames burning the seven Emperor Lords exploded simultaneously, scattering into countless fragments of fire. Along with the scattered Golden Crow flames, the bodies within them vanished without a trace.
Zhong Wang... Han Wang... the seven masters of the Huai Wang Mansion...
These nine individuals died horribly at Xiao Yaohou's hands... without even a shred of ability to resist. They were no mere nobodies—they were nine genuine Emperor Lords!!
Even in Yaohuang City, Emperor Lords were as rare as phoenix feathers. The fall of any single Emperor Lord, even the lowest-ranked one, would be enough to cause a sensation throughout the entire Huan Yao Realm!
But today, in the blink of an eye, nine Emperor Lords—eight of them mid-to-late-stage—had all died horribly at Xiao Yaohou's hands... Throughout the entire process, there was no earth-shaking collision of energy, no sky-shattering storm of destruction. Xiao Yaohou merely waved her hand a few times, releasing a few streaks of flame... and the nine Emperor Lords were all dead, with no place left for burial.
As simple as crushing nine tiny, insignificant ants.
"We have said before," Xiao Yaohou said slowly as she turned around. She possessed a peerlessly beautiful countenance, and her figure seemed even more slender than that of an ordinary young girl. Any man who saw such a girl would normally feel intense astonishment and a desire to protect and possess her. But at this moment, not a single person present dared to look directly at her. Everyone whose gaze was swept by her cold eyes became stiff all over, as if trapped in the iciest cavern in the world, with their very blood almost completely frozen.
It was a kind of oppressive pressure they had never experienced in their lives... They even felt that if Xiao Yaohou wished, she could tear their bodies apart with this pressure alone.
Beyond the heavy sense of oppression was an even heavier fear. Because Xiao Yaohou's attacks were too ruthless—no, too cruel and vicious. Nine Emperor Lords, each holding an extremely high reputation and status in the Huan Yao Realm, with Zhong Wang and Han Wang even belonging to the Huan Yao Royal Clan—yet she had struck directly, without any warning, without any hesitation or room for negotiation. And once she struck, she killed them outright... Even before they died, she made them endure the ultimate agony, and after death... not even a trace of bone ash remained.
If she could be so decisive in dealing with Commandery Princes and Emperor Lords... what about others?!
Today, Xiao Yaohou was like a terrifying god of death—a god of death who would kill anyone who touched her!!
Huai Wang's pupils had already shrunk to the size of pinholes. All his previous calm had completely turned into terror. Xiao Yaohou's sudden return had shocked him, but it hadn't thrown him into disarray, because he still had overwhelming power against her... But in just a few dozen breaths, the situation had turned completely upside down. The strength Xiao Yaohou had displayed was like a series of nightmares playing out before his eyes.
He had always believed that his father, Ming Wang, was invincible under heaven. Although he had never seen Ming Wang's ultimate limit, he was certain that his father Ming Wang... could absolutely not kill seven mid-to-late-stage Emperor Lords in a single move!!
This was a power that should not exist in this world—a power that had never appeared even in the historical legends of the Huan Yao Realm!
The various mansion lords who had defected to Huai Wang had long been dumbstruck. The Helian, Chiyang, Jiufang, Nangong, Lin, Xiao, and Bai clans were all silent, their throats bobbing continuously. Among the seven imposing clan heads, some were drenched in cold sweat, others had legs trembling uncontrollably... Even the mansions and guardian clans that were loyal to the Demon Emperor Clan were all terrified, not daring to breathe loudly.
Zhong Wang dead, Han Wang dead... one move annihilating seven Emperor Lords!
This was the heaviest, most terrifying deterrent in the entire history of the Huan Yao Realm!!
"Why haven't you seized Huai Wang yet?!"
At Xiao Yaohou's cold shout, the three stunned Supreme Elders snapped back to reality and charged again at the somewhat dazed Huai Wang. This time, although there were fluctuations of aura in the space behind Huai Wang, not a single person stepped forward to block his path.
Becoming an Emperor Lord was the highest goal of a profound cultivator. And the achievement of every Emperor Lord required an immeasurable amount of time, effort, resources, and a stroke of fortune that could not be sought. At this level, they thought they no longer needed to fear anything, because they had reached the pinnacle of this world, and nothing could crush them anymore.
But today, they discovered in terror... that before Xiao Yaohou, they were as insignificant as dust, no different from newborn children.
They could die—but if an Emperor Lord must die, it should be a glorious, earth-shattering death. Yet the nine Emperor Lords who had just died at Xiao Yaohou's hands perished in the most humiliating way. With these nine precedents... anyone who charged forward to protect Huai Wang now would suffer the same fate!
How could they be willing to let their Emperor Lord bodies, which carried the glory of their entire lives, be sent up to be annihilated in an instant?
"Huai Wang, surrender immediately!"
With a stern rebuke, the three Supreme Elders unleashed their arcane forces simultaneously, tightly locking onto the dazed Huai Wang. Three powerful streams of lightning profound energy completely sealed off all his escape routes. Huai Wang seemed to have had his heart and guts shattered. He stood there blankly, his eyes vacant, offering no resistance at all. Yun He easily grabbed and restrained him.
"Hua... Huai Wang..."
Among the Huai Wang Mansion, the previously arrogant direct-line Commandery Princes and core experts all had dilated pupils and trembling bodies. They watched helplessly as Huai Wang was directly captured by the three Supreme Elders of the Yun Clan, but none dared to move forward. Xiao Yaohou had her back to them, but they felt as if a cold blade was pressed against their throats—if they dared to make the slightest move, they would die without a burial place.
"Father... save my father... why aren't you saving my father!!" Huiye Commandery Prince shouted hoarsely, his lips trembling. "He is the new emperor of the Huan Yao Realm... why aren't you protecting him... protecting him!"
Huiye Commandery Prince screamed at the top of his lungs, but despite the enormous and overwhelmingly powerful Huai Wang faction, still no one dared to move. At that moment, Xiao Yaohou slowly turned around, her cold, dark gaze falling on Huiye Commandery Prince.
"Ahhhh..." In that instant, Huiye Commandery Prince felt as if a venomous snake had coiled around him. His whole body shuddered violently, and he let out a terrified howl, stumbling and crawling backward. "Don't kill me... don't kill me... I haven't done anything... don't kill me..."
Under the terror of real life-threatening danger, the usually overbearing Huiye showed a posture no different from a common coward afraid of death—no, even more pathetic. He collapsed on the ground, unable to stand, his entire body shaking violently, his face as pale as death... The people around him from the Huai Wang Mansion even smelled a rapidly spreading stench...
This Huiye Commandery Prince had been scared into losing control of his bladder.
Xiao Yaohou withdrew her gaze. Such a piece of trash was not even worthy of her attention—merely looking at him a few more times would dirty her eyes.
In this situation, no one could laugh. Looking at Huiye Commandery Prince at this moment, people could no longer find any sense of awe—only pity and contempt. The faces of the Huai Wang Mansion people were filled with shame and sorrow... Until the filthy liquid under Huiye Commandery Prince spread to over a zhang away, no one stepped forward to help him up.
Under the combined efforts of Yun He, Yun Jiang, and Yun Xi, Huai Wang's profound energy was quickly sealed. Yun He grabbed Huai Wang and dragged him directly before Xiao Yaohou, bowing as he said, "Huai Wang has been captured. Please, Xiao Yaohou, decide his fate."
Given the terrifying power Xiao Yaohou had displayed, killing Huai Wang would have been as easy as turning her hand. But she had never struck at Huai Wang herself, instead ordering them to capture him—clearly she did not want him dead yet. So the three Supreme Elders had only sealed his profound energy, not daring to injure him.
But at that moment, Huai Wang's dim eyes suddenly flashed with a sinister and manic red light. His body, supposedly with sealed profound energy, suddenly erupted with a dark-red Fallen Demon Flame! This abruptly ignited Fallen Demon Flame was wild and violent, shooting up dozens of zhang, blasting back the unprepared Yun He, Yun Jiang, and Yun Xi... And Huai Wang, burning with the Fallen Demon Flame, charged like a mad beast, letting out a hoarse roar as he rushed at Yun Che, Yun Qinghong, and Mu Yurou!
Yun Qinghong was recovering under the power Yun Che had infused into him. With his severe injuries, he could not recklessly activate his profound energy. Mu Yurou was also wounded... Huai Wang's move caught everyone off guard. But Xiao Yaohou merely glanced sideways at Huai Wang's direction, making no move at all.
"Be careful!" Mu Feiyan, Mu Yubai, Su Xiangnan, Yun Waitian, and the others were all greatly alarmed, shouting hoarsely. But no one had expected that Huai Wang, whose profound energy had supposedly been sealed, could break free in an instant. Even if they wanted to act, it was too late.
The moment the Fallen Demon Flame ignited on Huai Wang's body, Yun Che's gaze shifted slightly. As Huai Wang suddenly charged, Yun Che calmly moved his hand away from Yun Qinghong... with no panic or confusion on his face.
"Hong'er!"
The Heaven-Defying Sword in hand, Star God Remnant Shadow activated. To everyone, it seemed a blurry afterimage flickered, and Yun Che was already charging toward Huai Wang. On the vermilion greatsword held in both hands, a dense, nearly pure golden flame ignited...
"Che'er!" Mu Feiyan and the others were horrified. Huai Wang, in his frenzy, had clearly released all his power! The maddened force of a fifth-level Emperor Lord—how could Yun Che withstand it? A head-on collision... even if Yun Che were ten times stronger, he would surely die.
In Huai Wang's pupils, the reflection of Yun Che appeared. His pupils dilated sharply, his demonic flames swelled again, and his mouth let out a roar that was neither excitement nor agony: "Yun Che... DIE!!!"
Yun Che's brows furrowed, his gaze ice-cold. The Heaven-Defying Sword burning with pure golden flame met Huai Wang's power head-on, without any retreat... Because if he dodged even slightly, Huai Wang's power might harm Yun Qinghong and Mu Yurou behind him.
"Fifth Realm of the Golden Crow World-Incinerating Record—Golden Annihilation!!"