Chapter 1787: Is the Brightness Emperor’s Disciple Lan Tailong Dead? (2/2)

Seeing Chen Wenqian and Chen Wenxin disregarding the Heavenly Court’s rules and interfere in the Battle of the Heavenly Court, Heavenly Emperor Di Jun casually waved his hand to stop the surrounding Heavenly Court’s soldiers to remain at their positions.

Zhao Lei, Li Shan, Mo Xiao, Peng Yi, Elder Fu, and the others also leaped into the air simultaneously.

But two figures were faster than any of them. In a blurry flicker, the two odd beasts were already blocking Chen Wenqian and Chen Wenxin.

The two odd beasts’ claws struck out, and an overwhelming force akin to a chaos mountain slammed onto Chen Wenqian and Chen Wenxin. They were flustered, but quickly circulated their godforce to the limit to defend themselves.

Even though both odd beasts were not in their actual forms, their claws’ power was too strong for Chen Wenqian and Chen Wenxin.

In a split second, Chen Wenqian, Chen Wenxin, and the rest of the Brightness Emperor Palace’s Ancestors were sent flying like withered leaves in the hurricane.

When Chen Wenqian and the others were sent flying, Huang Xiaolong’s fist struck Lan Tailong’s neck simultaneously, instantly scattering Lan Tailong’s radiant and darkness godforce’s protective barrier.

Kacha—!

Noises similar to breaking branches sounded on the stage as Huang Xiaolong’s fist slammed into Lan Tailong’s neck, breaking it! But that was not the end of it! The destructive force of Huang Xiaolong’s punch was rampaging through Lan Tailong’s body.

Lan Tailong’s head and body exploded into blood fog in the blink of an eye, and his two supreme godheads appeared in front of the crowd.

The two supreme godheads’ first reaction was to flee. Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong sneered coldly as a suction force from his palm captured both godheads. No matter how much the two supreme godheads struggled, or how brightly godforce erupted from them, neither could successfully break free.

Chen Wenqian and Chen Wenxin, who were sent flying earlier, struggled up from the ground. When they saw this sight, their eyes widened in horror. But Chen Wenqian reacted and pointed at Huang Xiaolong in a fury, “Huang Xiaolong, if you dared to kill our Young Lord, our Brightness Emperor Palace will annihilate the Fortune Emperor Palace from top to bottom, down to the last dog!”

“Quickly release our Young Lord!”

On the battle stage, Huang Xiaolong was indifferent to Chen Wenqian’s threat. Suddenly, two groups of purple flames appeared on Huang Xiaolong’s palms that flew straight towards the two supreme godheads.

Lan Tailong’s anguished screams reverberated across the plaza until the noise was cut off abruptly.

The plaza’s tranquility returned.

Everyone looked dazedly at the battle stage.

The Brightness Emperor’s Disciple Lan Tailong’s dead?!

For real?

A chilling coldness wrapped around everyone’s heart.

That was the Brightness Emperor’s Disciple they were talking about. Even if Lan Tailong’s identity and status couldn’t be compared to the Heavenly Prince Di Jing, he was still someone who could gather thousands of strong warriors with a call and was respected wherever he went.

But he was killed before the crowd.

“Ahhhh!” Chen Wenqian and Chen Wenxin bawled in anguish, and like madmen, the two lunged towards Huang Xiaolong with scarlet eyes. But before they could get closer, they were slapped away by one of the odd beasts.

Huang Xiaolong’s face was emotionless.

The chance of reconciliation between him and the Brightness Emperor Palace was long gone before today. On the battle stage, if he wouldn’t have killed Lan Tailong, then Lan Tailong would have killed him.

Therefore, Huang Xiaolong had never thought of sparing Lan Tailong from the beginning.

Some distance away on another battle stage, the Fiend God Emperor’s Disciple Feng Chan had already defeated his opponent. He felt a chill around his limbs as he witnessed the purple flames from Huang Xiaolong’s palm burn Lan Tailong’s two supreme godheads. His face went deathly pale, and the chill went deep into his soul.

If he would have drawn number six instead of Lan Tailong, then would it have been him who had died…?!