Chapter 2876: The Executioner, Ye Yuan!

Ye Yuan threw a punch, and Xue Zhen's pupils contracted sharply.

This punch, he could not block!

“Ancestor!” Xue Zhen roared, his eyes splitting with rage.

Just then, a voice fell from the void: “Xue Qing, let Xue Zhen off, and I owe you a favor.”

Boom!

Ye Yuan's fist did not even pause for a moment; it directly blasted Xue Zhen apart!

Sorry, who are you?

Is your favor worth much?

With the strongest Xue Zhen dead, the rest were even more不堪一击.

His strength had long been invincible at the same level.

Never mind that this passage had a large number of people; for Ye Yuan, numbers changed nothing.

He was like a tiger among sheep; wherever he passed, corpses littered the field.

Sorry, no corpses—they were directly annihilated!

The Blood Clan had no corpses!

“Good! Good! Good! Very good! Hmph, a mere Saint Emperor Heaven actually treats me as air!” In the void, Blood Sword stamped his feet in rage.

A dignified Emperor Indra had been ignored!

That brat called Xue Qing did not even spare him a glance!

Beside him, Su Mu looked at him sympathetically and said, “Calm down. He's just a junior; dead is dead.”

Xue Zhen's talent was indeed high, but no matter how high, he was only a Saint Emperor Heaven, not worth getting worked up over.

Blood Sword had countless juniors; there were always a few outstanding ones.

As for causing trouble?

Don't even think about it!

The clan's supervisor was still watching!

The Blood God Temple attached great importance to the selection of the Hundred Sons, and they sent supervisors to every city.

The purpose was to ensure the fairness of the selection.

Angry as he was, Blood Sword really did not dare to do anything to Ye Yuan!

If Ye Yuan were an ordinary nobody, it would be one thing, but his strength was outstanding; he would definitely enter the Saint Emperor Hundred Sons!

How could the clan allow Blood Sword to deal with such a genius?

Ye Yuan knew this too, which was why he went on a killing spree.

By now, Ye Yuan had gone berserk!

Over eighty thousand Saint Emperor Heavens were now frantically fleeing within the space; no one dared to face Ye Yuan head-on anymore.

They had realized that Ye Yuan's strength was on an entirely different level from theirs.

Fighting him head-on was no different from seeking death.

But Ye Yuan had no intention of letting them go. His movement technique was extremely fast; wherever he passed, groups of Blood Clan members vanished directly.

The number of people in Passage One decreased at a visible rate.

Inside the passage, there was no retreat; the only way out was the passage itself.

While Ye Yuan was pursuing, some tried to escape through the passage entrance.

But what greeted them was a punch from the sky, directly suppressing and killing them.

Thus, a bizarre scene appeared inside Passage One.

Ye Yuan, alone, was chasing and slaughtering eighty thousand Saint Emperor Heavens.

In the stands of the Battle Hunting Ground, it was completely ablaze!

“Where did this guy come from? This… this is too strong, right?”

“I must be seeing things! Which time in Passage One wasn't a bloody mess? This time, one person is chasing eighty thousand?”

“Dark horse! An absolute dark horse! This guy's strength might already be enough to enter the top five of the Hundred Sons!”

“Too monstrous! Too monstrous! Our Julu City is going to shock the Blood God Temple!”

…

The scene before them was utterly unexpected.

They had originally planned to watch a brutal slaughter, but instead they saw one person chasing tens of thousands!

Time ticked by, and Ye Yuan had transformed into a super demon king; the strong in Passage One were terrified at the mere mention of his name.

…

In the second layer of space, quite a few people had already distinguished themselves.

As time passed, the number grew larger and larger.

But what puzzled them was that no one had come out of Channel One!

"Hey, that's strange. Was the slaughter in Channel One this brutal? Our Channel Three has already sent out over ninety people, yet they haven't sent out a single one!"

"The first layer is just for fun. Those guys aren't taking it seriously, are they? But even so, shouldn't there be at least one?"

"This is getting interesting. The three days will be up soon. Are they planning to rush out together?"

...

The first group of a thousand had now reached over eight hundred.

The competition in the first layer only lasted three days.

Now, the time limit was almost up, but no one had come out of Channel One, which astonished everyone.

These blood clans gathered together, speculating on various possibilities.

Thus, the nine hundred people from Channels Two to Ten quickly assembled.

But Channel One remained still.

Time ticked by, and as the three-day limit was about to expire, the questions in everyone's minds grew stronger.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the channel opened, and a figure flew out directly.

Seeing this person, the nine hundred present were taken aback.

Who is this person?

Where is Xue Zhen?

Where is Qiu Yang?

Where is He Ming?

How did a superior Saint Emperor come up?

Were those guys all defeated by Ye Yuan?

"Hey, kid, where are the others? Why are you the only one coming up?" asked the first-place finisher of Channel Two, unable to contain his curiosity, addressing Ye Yuan.

Although Ye Yuan was the only one to come up, he naturally wasn't afraid of him.

Because his strength was no weaker than that of Xue Zhen and the others.

But he didn't know that the blood clans in the first layer were now almost scared shitless at the sight of Ye Yuan.

This guy was too terrifying!

Of course, not all had been killed.

Over eighty thousand people—too many.

Even if they stood still for Ye Yuan to kill, it would take him a long time, let alone that they fled desperately.

In three days, Ye Yuan killed nearly forty thousand people, until his hands went limp!

In the end, he even felt he couldn't kill anymore.

Ye Yuan was strong, but not strong enough to annihilate billions of lives with a single finger as he once did.

After all, they were of the same rank; he still had to kill them one by one.

After resting for a while, Ye Yuan came straight up.

As for the others, they naturally dared not come up anymore.

Looking for death?

Ye Yuan did not answer the "first-place finisher." He swept his gaze over the crowd and smiled, "Mm, this time, I won't have to kill until my hands go limp. Only a few hundred people—killing them all won't take much effort."

...

Half a day later, the first group was completely wiped out!

Ye Yuan, with a slightly lonely back, stepped into the channel.

He had secured this spot.

This time, he was the first to come out.

The battles in the other nine groups were far more intense than in the first group.

When Ye Yuan returned to the Battle Hunting Ground, the hundreds of thousands of spectators in the stands fell into a deathly silence.

Their gazes toward Ye Yuan were filled with fear.

This guy was a downright executioner!

He had single-handedly killed all nine hundred heavenly prodigies!

In the past few thousand years, the Hundred Sons Battle had been held countless times, but such a thing had never happened.

Even though the blood clans were extremely warlike, they were terrified by Ye Yuan's killing!

"Hahaha... too weak! A bunch of trash, can't even block one spear from your Lord Qing! Sure enough, Lord Qing is the first to come out! Hmph, I said I'd take first place, and I did! Hey, kid, you came out earlier than me? But it doesn't matter; your Lord Qing single-handedly took down ten half-step Emperor Realm fighters, killing them until no one dared to make a move! How about that, impressive or not?"

Suddenly, Yang Qing's figure appeared on the arena stage. As soon as he came out, he was loud and arrogant, extremely domineering.