Myth Beyond Heaven Chapter 1873 Passerby

Chapter 1873 Passerby

?1873 Passerby

“Step back, Young Miss!” The old man shouted anxiously. His strength suddenly surged as he rose from the ground and pulled Qing Mengmeng away.

At the same time, the old man waved his hand, and a strange blade of wind mixed with black energy instantly slashed the approaching five people.

BANG!

The five people let out a low groan as they were compelled to retreat. They didn’t expect the old man, who seemed on the brink of collapse, to have the strength to unleash a powerful attack.

“Run!” The old man shouted at Qing Mengmeng and threw her as far as he could.

“Trash!” Ji Daiyu’s face turned ashen. He signaled the remaining four people behind him to eliminate the old man.

Instantly, a powerful aura surged around the old man, sending him flying like a broken kite. Although he was a powerful Divine King, it was too much for him to withstand a combined attack from the four Divine Kings.

With a deep thud, the old man crashed heavily to the ground several meters away from his original position.

“Grandpa Tang!”

With a sorrowful cry, Qing Mengmeng rushed to the old man’s side in an instant. This time, the old man was no longer able to respond. His mouth trembled but he was unable to make a single sound.

Qing Mengmeng’s eyes dropped, and her heart was overwhelmed with boundless grief and sorrow. She knew that there was no way for her to avoid today’s disaster. She slowly drew back the short sword in her hand before placing it against her neck… She would rather die than be humiliated!

However, Ji Daiyu had already anticipated her actions long before they occurred. At nearly the same instant, he thrust his arm out, and a powerful surge of energy immediately surrounded Qing Mengmeng, pressing down on her body.

Although Qing Mengmeng was stronger than Ji Daiyu, it was difficult for her to resist him in her current condition. In an instant, she felt as though a massive mountain was bearing down on her body as she fiercely fell to her knees, the sword tumbling out of her hand.

The suppression extended beyond her physical body to her divine energy, rendering her unable to destroy her profound vein.

“You…” Qing Mengmeng clenched her teeth so tightly that they nearly cracked as she struggled to break free. Unfortunately, only a sense of despair resembling a deep abyss steadily approached her.

“Ji Daiyu… You will definitely not have a good death!”

“Really?” Ji Daiyu slowly strolled towards her with a greedy and lustful gleam in his eyes. “I don’t know if I will die a good or bad death, but I will definitely feel good today. Hehe.”

Suddenly, Ji Daiyu stopped in his tracks and shifted his gaze to the sky.

At this moment, a dark figure could be seen darting through the sky, leaving a trail of shadow.

Ji Daiyu frowned slightly and gave a signal to his people. He was about to throw himself onto Qing Mengmeng’s body. Even though no one would say anything, it was better to leave no witnesses behind.

Moreover, to him, killing a random passerby was no different from killing a dog or a chicken.

The two Divine Kings behind Ji Daiyu immediately shot into the sky, unleashing their attacks on the shadowy figure.

Qing Mengmeng closed her eyes and apologized in her heart. She was unwilling to witness the tragic scene of this innocent person’s destruction.

“Hmm?”

Yun Lintian raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the two ghosts rushing towards him and launching their attacks. He was simply passing by, yet these ghosts unexpectedly attacked him.

With hesitation, Yun Lintian pointed his finger at the two Divine Kings, and crimson flames immediately burst out of the tip of his finger, shooting toward them.

The faces of the two Divine Kings turned to horror as the flames approached. They hastily conjured a barrier to block them, but it was futile. The flames engulfed them instantly.

“Arghhhh!”

Shrill cries echoed through the sky as the two Divine Kings were mercilessly burned. In a few seconds, the cries ceased as the flames died down… Nothing was left behind.

Yun Lintian stopped in his tracks and turned to look at the group of ghosts below. He asked. “Is it fun to randomly attack people?”

Ji Daiyu and the others were completely stiff and could barely believe their own eyes.

“This…” Ji Daiyu swallowed nervously. He didn’t expect Yun Lintian to be a formidable ghost.

“Well, let me give it a try then.” Yun Lintian chuckled and waved his hand.

BOOM!

Instantly, a burst of fiery light exploded in front of everyone. Within the fiery light, the remaining seven Divine Kings on Ji Daiyu’s side immediately burst into countless fragments. In the next instant, the fiery fragments transformed into nothingness… These people didn’t even have time to let out a cry.

Thud!

“Ah…” Ji Daiyu collapsed to his knees. His eyes widened in disbelief, and his body trembled in fear.

While a Divine King might not be the absolute powerhouse in this region, it was still no easy task to eradicate them with a single move. Unless… Yun Lintian was a high-level Divine Emperor!

Qing Mengmeng opened her eyes and gazed at the scene in a daze. She felt as though she were dreaming at this moment.

Yun Lintian retracted his hand and said. “While it’s not enjoyable, I suppose it’s not bad.”

“Please spare me, sir!” Ji Daiyu snapped back to his senses and hurriedly pleaded. “I am the youngest son of the Ji Clan’s head. I have offended you this time. As long as you spare me, I can give you anything.”

Yun Lintian was slightly surprised. He didn’t expect to meet someone from the Ji Clan here.

He disregarded this classic young master and instead turned to look at Qing Mengmeng and the dying old man.

Ji Daiyu thought that Yun Lintian was interested in Qing Mengmeng. He said hurriedly. “She is the youngest daughter of the Qing Clan’s head. You can take her away, sir. No one will know anything about it.”

Qing Mengmeng fell into despair again. She quickly reached out to grab the sword but was thwarted by an invisible power.

She lifted her head to gaze at Yun Lintian, her complexion pale. She knew that her life and death were now in Yun Lintian’s hands.

“Do you know Zhao Ming?”