"Look, Heavenly Emperor Ye is on the Supreme Divine Terror Bronze Roll!”
"Only the sect masters and elders of the various large sects are qualified to enter this terrifying bronze ranking. How can a youth be on it?”
"What is this person doing? He actually made it all the way to the top 100 of the Bronze Roll. Could it be that he's wantonly slaughtering the people on the Bronze Roll?”
At this moment, someone pointed at the Supreme Divine Realm Terror Bronze Roll and said.
Shockingly, Heavenly Emperor Ye's name had risen from the bottom of the Bronze Roll to the top 100.
It was as if he was flying.
This increase in strength was truly terrifying.
They felt that only people on the slaughter list could achieve such a level of strength.
More importantly,
This was just a code name.
He didn't know what his true body's name was like. If his disciples encountered him, wouldn't they suffer?
"Disciples, listen up. In the future, when you see Heavenly Emperor Ye, you must avoid him. This person is already a young grandmaster. Only the sect master can kill him.”
Immediately, some of the sect masters and family masters on the surface instructed their disciples.
"Yes, sir."
The disciples answered.
The Supreme Divine Realm Terror Rankings were fair and honest.
As for Heavenly Emperor Ye, he had made it all the way to the Supreme Divine Realm's terrifying bronze ranking with his young cultivation. He was clearly the most terrifying existence among the younger generation.
He was the Asura Killing God of a generation.
If they met him, they would suffer.
Therefore, he naturally had to hide.
In reality,
They didn't know that Heavenly Emperor Ye was just Ye Ming's avatar, an avatar that was created by killing with bare hands and bare fists.
If he had the Transcendent Flying Immortal, Ghost Flute, Ghost Zither, and other weapons…
His original body could be ranked on the Supreme Divine Terror Rankings.
But no matter what,
In just one night, Ye Ming's alternate identity, Heavenly Emperor Ye, had become famous all over the Nine States.
Not only did the younger generation see him as a strong enemy, but even the sect elders and sect master saw him as a strong enemy.
In fact, a certain assassination organization was getting restless and listed him as a target to be killed.
Based on their strength, this assassination organization had sent out the top 100 masters on the Supreme Divine Bronze Rank to kill Ye Ming.
As for Ye Ming, he was already in the Asura Arena.
The so-called Asura Arena was an underground arena built for cultivators.
Killing people here wouldn't cause too much of a commotion.
Similarly, this was the best place to temper one's strength. There were too many stepping stones and whetstones.
Ye Ming's actual combat experience was honed in this Asura Battle Arena.
It was also here that he addressed him as Heavenly Emperor Ye.
Other than Heavenly Emperor Ye,
He also had another name here--
No one who fought with him survived, so the people here called him Terror Leaf.
"Ever since the Supreme Divine Rankings descended, you shouldn't have appeared here.”
"With your age, your future will definitely be limitless after a few years of development.”
"But since you came here to die, that's exactly what I want. After killing you, my strength will soar.”
Ye Ming's opponent looked at Ye Ming and said happily.
He was one of the top people on the Supreme Divine ranking's Bronze ranking. His name was Thunderbolt Hand, and he had killed many people on the rankings in the past two days.
Therefore, he was confident that he could kill Ye Ming.
Furthermore, he had a famous saying:
"How difficult is it to become the top? The person on the Kill List will naturally be ranked first."
It was obvious how confident and arrogant he was.
Especially when facing a young man like Ye Ming, he was even more confident.
After all, the older the better. Even if Ye Ming's realm was high, he was still young. In terms of combat experience, how could he compare to him?
"Long-winded!"
Ye Ming said indifferently.
When he took off the bronze mask, he could have endless conversations with his senior sisters.
However, when he wore the bronze mask, he was like an Asura and a God of Killing. He was not willing to say a word to his enemies.
As a transmigrator, Ye Ming naturally knew that many villains in novels in his previous life were killed because they talked too much.
Since he knew this, there was no need to say anything when facing a strong enemy.
Instead, he did more.
As soon as he finished speaking, afterimages danced, and three figures appeared in front of Thunderbolt Hand at the same time.
"How can a mere illusion hurt me? Small tricks…"
Thunderclap Hand shouted indifferently when he saw this.
He circulated his Celestial Stellar Energy and was about to launch a terrifying attack.
However, he couldn't finish his sentence.
That was because his throat had been slit by Ye Ming.
Ye Ming's attack was clean and simple.
Since he was in the fighting ring, he would not give his enemy any chance to attack.
The three figures were indeed illusions, but the moment the illusions moved, his arm suddenly extended and the Thousand Blade Hand slashed down violently.
With just one move, he broke the Thunderbolt Hand's Thunderbolt Gang Qi and slit his throat, killing him in one blow.
" Impossible, you, you're hiding your strength…"
Thunderclap Hand clutched his throat and said in pain.
His words were filled with unwillingness and fear. He had killed countless people, but he had never thought that he would die.
What made him even more unwilling was that he would die at the hands of a junior.
But regardless of whether he was unwilling or regretful, it was already too late.
Ye Ming's palm blade kept cutting his throat and shattering his true essence.
As soon as he finished speaking, Thunderbolt fell to the ground with a loud thud.
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