All My Disciples Suck!

Nangong Maran’s Nascent Soul suffered a heavy blow, and her entire person was struck by lightning, spitting out blood on the spot. She couldn’t even grip the Heavenly Artifact Green Rainbow, and the sword fell to the ground.

The whole person even collapsed on the ground with a bang, her face pale and incomparable.

“How could this seat… this seat lose?” Nangong Maran stared in disbelief.

Looking behind He Yiming, the thousand-meter huge, 888 Major Achievement Intent entwined Susanoo.

Nangong Maran felt that ger three views of the cultivation world over 8,000 years had collapsed.

A person…

How could he possess the power of 888 Major Achievement Intents?

“You lost!” He Yiming walked slowly to Nangong Maran’s front and spoke faintly.

“I get it. He’s bound to be an Extreme-type cultivator. He must have executed some sort of secret technique or paid a huge price to obtain such a powerful Intent power in a short period of time!

“Therefore, his physical body, must be incredibly weak!

“As long as I get close enough for a single strike, he will definitely die!”

The corner of Nangong Maran’s mouth curled up as she leapt through the air, steeply raising her hand to grab He Yiming with a strike.

“?” He Yiming was speechless.

Your Nascent Soul has collapsed and you still want to struggle?

“Hahahaha, with this grab, you will surely die!!!” Nangong Maran laughed triumphantly, running all her strength. Her right hand slapped He Yiming’s shoulder hard with a loud fall!

In Nangong Maran’s opinion, the physically ‘weak’ He Yiming should have been directly shattered by her grip!

However…

Ka-ching!

A crisp and pleasing shattering sound rang out as Nangong Maran’s right hand directly shattered!

It was as if Nangong Maran had used all of her strength to blast at an unshakeable starry continent!

This is the flesh of a human?

Could a human cultivator’s fleshly body be as powerful as this?

“Ah!!!” Nangong Maran covered her shattered right hand and fell to the ground in agony.

“Now you can tell me what the Prince Battle is, right?” He Yiming spoke faintly.

Although the Nangong Maran’s Nascent Soul Realm was a bit watery… He Yiming didn’t put out his full strength either!

He Yiming estimated that if he met a Nascent Soul realm with a solid realm, he was also sure of a 50-50 split!

If he used his divine ability, Heavenly Fire, and the Purgatory True Demon Body…

Then whether the average Nascent Soul was stronger or whether he was stronger was unsure!

“Hoo… hoo… you… What exactly are you?” Nangong Maran asked with a shocked face.

Pfft!

However, He Yiming raised his hand and slapped it, smacking Nangong Maran who felt like her bones were about to shatter.

“I’ll ask once more, what is the Prinvce Battle? If your answer isn’t what I want to know, you don’t have to answer!” He Yiming spoke faintly, his killing intent not hidden in the slightest.

An upper realm powerhouse?

Nascent Soul bigwigs?

Kill as usual!

He Yiming had always been a steady and cautious person!

However, he would only be impulsive when his beloved was in danger!

And He Yiming didn’t intend to restrain this impulse!

I can hold back!

But when my anger burns, no one can stop me!

“The Prince Battle… is a fight between all the reserve Princes who possess the Great Emperor’s Seal!

“The one who survives in the end will absorb the power of the Great Emperor that has been added to the other Princes, becoming the sole survivor. Naturally, they also become the true Prince!”

Nangong Maran hurriedly replied.

Because Nangong Maran had discovered that no matter if it was her Nangong family identity, her Nascent Soul Realm strength, or her female identity… all meant nothing to the youth in front of him!

This fellow was serious!

“If this is the case… Nangong Li doesn’t have to go back with you! If I kill you here, the people of the Nangong Family will only think that it was you who happened to meet with an accident!” He Yiming’s killing heart rose, raising his hand, about to strike!

“Don’t kill me!!!” Nangong Maran panicked, really scared.

Because Nangong Maran had realized that this youth in front of her was serious!

He really wanted to kill her for Nangong Li!

“Don’t!” But right at this moment, Nangong Li appeared abruptly and hugged He Yiming’s hand.

“Eh?” He Yiming was startled.

After Nangong Maran’s Nascent Soul suffered a heavy blow and her cultivation collapsed, the power that sealed Nangong Li naturally disappeared.

“Yiming, I… have to go back!” Nangong Li said softly.

“The Prince Battle, you don’t stand a chance at all!” He Yiming said word for word.

What kind of character did Nangong Li have, could He Yiming still not know?

That cruel and terrifying Prince Battle, there was no need to even think about it!

Every single one chosen to become a Prince was bound to be a heaven-defying level of existence!

How difficult would it be to fight with these existences and survive until only one was left?

If Nangong Li was born to be cold-blooded and bloodthirsty, there might be a few more chances!

However…

Nangong Li was too kind!

There was no way she could win this Prince Battle!

“As long as I kill her, I can keep you! Even if a great emperor arrives one day, by that time, I will already possess enough power to rival a great emperor!” He Yiming spoke confidently.

With the unique properties of his body and more than 10,000 players, He Yiming was confident that he would one day have the power to rival a Great Emperor!

“I know… I believe you can do it! But…” Nangong Li finished, but couldn’t help but slowly shed tears.

“I won’t die, but if I don’t go back! The Great Emperor will inevitably send his men to slaughter the entire Nangong Family! The entire Nangong Family… my grandfather, my grandma, my mother, all of them will die… because of me!” Nangong Li slowly said.

“Right, Li’er niece is right… If she doesn’t go back, our entire Nangong Family will die!” Nangong Maran hurriedly explained.

“You shut up!” He Yiming spoke icily.

“!” Nangong Maran immediately didn’t dare to speak anymore.

As a Nascent Soul powerhouse, she was facing He Yiming, but she didn’t even dare to say a single word.

Because Nangong Maran was truly afraid.

After eight thousand years of bitter cultivation to step into the Nascent Soul Realm, how could she be willing to die in this tiny lower realm?

“Why didn’t you tell me about the Prince Battle?” He Yiming looked at Nangong Li and asked.

“…… ” Nangong Li was silent, only tears answered everything.

“The Prince Battle, when will it start?” He Yiming asked as he turned to look at Nangong Maran.

“Three years from now!” Nangong Maran hurriedly replied.

However, Nangong Maran couldn’t help but underestimate in her heart.

If an unexpected event was encountered, this time would most likely be advanced.

“Three years?” He Yiming secretly memorized this time.

“Within three years, I will definitely come to you!

“No matter what happens, I will definitely protect you!

“This is my, He Yiming’s, my promise to you!”

He Yiming hugged Nangong Li in his arms and said word for word.

In his heart, he added!

Perhaps with an army of 10,000, or maybe a hundred thousand, or even a few million players…

“…… ” Nangong Maran didn’t say a word, didn’t dare to say anything more, but had already understood the relationship between He Yiming and Nangong Li.

“This man is really looking for death. He actually dares to put his hands on the Prince arranged by the Great Emperor!” Nangong Maran sneered in her heart.

But right at this moment…

“After you return to the Upper Realm, you should be lacking a servant! Let this fellow serve as one!” He Yiming spoke indifferently, and then his gaze froze, locking onto Nangong Maran.

“You, what are you doing? Don’t come over!!!” Nangong Maran immediately cried out in terror!