Asura Emperor Venerable
Chapter 307: Want to Kill My Junior Brother?

Chapter 307: Chapter 307: Want to Kill My Junior Brother?

The pursuers had arrived.

Shi Hao was surprised, as he had thought he had already shaken off the short old man, but unexpectedly the other party had caught up again.

He really was persistent.

However... Shi Hao revealed a smile, was this time you rushed to your own demise?

Sure enough, upon hearing the short old man’s voice, Han Liren immediately became filled with murderous intent.

What, you want to kill my junior brother?

Don’t you know my junior brother is the "Sect Leader" disciple who inherited the mantle of our sect?

You’ve got some nerve!

The short old man didn’t pay any attention to Han Liren at all, an old man with tear-stained cheeks, how could he be any sort of master? Although it was indeed strange for the other to appear in such deep mountains, no matter how strange, did he, a powerhouse of Self-Observation, need to fear him?

"Shi Hao, you can’t hide, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I will find you and sever your head!" he said grimly.

These words, falling into Han Liren’s ears, made him explode with rage instantly.

In front of him, to repeatedly threaten to kill his junior brother?

Who do you think you are?

Courting death!

"What are you to dare kill my junior brother?" Han Liren finally spoke.

"Junior brother?" The short old man couldn’t help but laugh, the age difference between the two was tremendous, yet they were fellow sect brothers? He nodded, "That’s just perfect, I’ll slaughter you as well."

"Just try it!" Han Liren stepped forward, positioning Shi Hao behind him.

The short old man sneered, because of Shi Hao’s connection with the Lin Family, he was determined to silence him by killing; thus, even if Han Liren hadn’t stepped forward, he wouldn’t have spared him.

Now that you have stepped forward, let’s deal with you first.

"Come to your death!" he leaped forward, attacking Han Liren.

Boom, behind him, an image of a crane spreading its wings appeared, and as he struck, the crane also flapped its wings at Han Liren.

This was his "Dharma appearance" formed at Self-Observation, observing the laws of heaven and earth, transforming into his own form, its power was boundless, an absolute instant kill against opponents from Other Shore.

— Regrettably, Shi Hao had always kept his distance, rendering him unable to unleash his full strength.

Now, he finally regained the feeling of being a powerhouse of Self-Observation.

Thrilling!

Boom, a strike landed.

Han Liren reached out his hand, very casually, as if merely reaching into a chicken coop, and suddenly the short old man’s wrist was in his grasp.

Effortlessly.

The short old man was first stunned, then a surge of intense fear washed over him.

What did this ease imply?

The terrifying strength of his opponent!

Shh, this was definitely a master of a level above six phases.

My god, he was actually picking a fight with such a master, wasn’t this seeking his own death?

The short old man almost cried, you’re clearly a great master, so why do you present such a disheveled appearance, with a face full of snot and tears, who could possibly take you seriously?

Though shocked, he wasn’t confused, and with a loud shout, another Dharma appearance appeared, a sword this time, slashing towards Han Liren.

"Utterly incorrigible!" Han Liren sneered coldly, hum, a Royal Court appeared, emitting an endlessly vast imposing aura.

Damn!

The short old man was truly terrified, his legs going weak.

Founding King Court!

This old man, who cried like a madman, was indeed a powerhouse of the Founding King Court level, belonging to the very apex of existences in the Eastern Fire Continent.

If, by any chance, the opponent had been Self-Observation, or even Ninefold, he might have been certain he could escape, but with the Founding King Court, all he felt was deep despair.

The gap in strength was as vast as heaven and earth, not something he could bridge no matter how desperately he fought.

"You wanted to kill my junior brother, didn’t you?" Han Liren coldly looked at the short old man, "Well, go ahead and kill him, kill him!"

The short old man, tearfully frustrated, thought, ’With such a powerful protector like you, how could I dare to kill him?’

Even a hundred more guts would not be enough!

"Spare, spare my life!" he stuttered.

"Why should I?" Han Liren asked.

Why should he, indeed! What reason could there be?

The short old man, groping for words, but when his gaze swept over Shi Hao, suddenly had an idea, "Young Master Shi, Young Master Shi, spare my life, and I will be your most loyal servant, willing to traverse mountains of blades or seas of flames, and never complain!"

He realized as long as he could appeal to Shi Hao’s compassion, there was a chance to save his own life.

As long as he lived, there would always be a chance to escape later on, and even, perhaps, to bring Shi Hao’s head back to the Purple Star Sect.

Hehe, such a naive young lad definitely lacked cunning; he just needed to pander a bit, and surely he could soften Shi Hao’s heart.

Moreover, having an additional servant of the Self-Observation level would be quite impressive, wouldn’t it?

He simply couldn’t believe Shi Hao could resist such a temptation.

"Junior brother, what do you say?" Han Liren turned to Shi Hao, who, in his eyes, was naturally the one to decide.

But Shi Hao turned to look at the short old man and asked, "If I had begged you for mercy earlier, would you have spared me?"

Damn it, if I had spared you, how could I face my mission?

Of course, the short old man didn’t dare say that aloud and quickly replied, "Of course, I would have! Killing someone isn’t taking it too far, enemies ought to reconcile rather than persist in conflict."

"Good," Shi Hao nodded, a smile across his face.

The short old man thought he had got it right, convinced that he had easily placated the naive kid.

Han Liren frowned inwardly—he thought his young junior brother was too naive, not decisive enough in killing—Damn!

He hadn’t finished his thought when he saw Shi Hao suddenly take out the Ninefold Mountain and swung it at the short old man’s neck.

The short old man was terrified, freaking out, thinking, ’Didn’t we agree? Why are you attacking again?’

He wanted to dodge, but was grabbed by Han Liren, his strength completely suppressed, how could he possibly move even a finger?

He could only watch helplessly as the blade swung towards him, and with a "pfft," a chilling pain crossed his neck, and his viewpoint changed drastically—he saw the sky and the earth turn upside down, and then "thud," his head fell to the ground, as he saw a headless body spurting blood.

Wait, that outfit seems familiar... Damn, that’s my own body!

As a Self-Observation powerhouse, he had long life force; even with his head severed, he wasn’t immediately dead. He stared at Shi Hao, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness, with a trace of confusion—although he had begged for mercy, and had been told "good," why was he still being killed?

"Because I don’t believe you," Shi Hao said with a smile, then withdrew his gaze, sparing him no further glance.

The short old man felt his life force rapidly fading. In this moment, he regretted deeply, why had he accepted this mission?

He had thought it was merely a small mission to kill a nobody from the Other Shore, a matter of merely lifting his hand. Who would have thought it would cost him his life?

If he had the chance to do it over, he definitely would not have taken this course.

Such a dignified Self-Observation powerhouse, to be beheaded by someone from the Other Shore Realm—what a humiliating way to die.

As his will blurred more and more, he eventually faded into nothingness.

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