Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 594 593: The person who kills you still demands your compensation!

Gao Wen spoke with absolute confidence.

It seemed he wasn't worried at all that Qin Heng might become enraged and kill him on the spot. He was utterly fearless, completely unrestrained, without the slightest hint of fear!

After all, in Gao Wen's opinion, even if Qin Xuantian was audacious and strong, he wouldn't dare to directly confront a Saint, especially not a Saint like King Arthur! This generation's King Arthur was an unquestionable genius of the ages, having stepped into the ranks of Saints at the tender age of fourteen. Now, at just sixteen, she had already touched the peak of Saintly power—a feat utterly shocking and outrageous! Especially when she wielded the legendary Excalibur—the Victory Oath Sword, an unparalleled Holy Weapon capable of killing any Saint in an instant. Even if Qin Xuantian were ten or even a hundred times stronger, he couldn't possibly contend against it! The gap was too great, an insurmountable difference with no basis for comparison whatsoever!

"Qin Xuantian! What are you standing around for? Put away that shoddy Ancient Sword in your hand immediately. In front of the Victory Oath Sword, do you still want to show off the edge of your Ancient Sword?"

Gao Wen's chin lifted slightly as he glanced with contempt at the Flowing Moon Sword in Qin Heng's hand and sneered, "Your Ancient Sword is quite powerful, capable of dealing with Semi-Saints like me and the Revolving Sword of Victory. But to compare it to the Victory Oath Sword is like an egg striking a stone!"

In Gao Wen's eyes, the Excalibur in King Arthur's hands was the most powerful weapon in the world. In his life spanning over a thousand years, he had only seen a weapon of such caliber once! No matter how strong Qin Xuantian might be, he wouldn't stand the slightest chance against the Victory Oath Sword and was doomed to die!

Therefore, Gao Wen currently had no reservations.

"Gao Wenqing, could you please hold your tongue?" the golden-haired young girl suddenly spoke up, halting Gao Wen from saying more. Her delicate brows furrowed, a foreboding feeling rising in her heart.

Her instincts told her that Gao Wen's words just now were likely to spell disaster!

"My King, there's no need to worry. As long as this Qin Xuantian wishes to live, he will definitely not dare to confront you," Gao Wen said confidently, shaking the Revolving Sword of Victory in his hand and gently touching the Sun Crystal on it with a smile, adding, "Moreover, even if this lad wants to kill me, he would have to destroy the Sun Crystal first. Crafted by lake sprites, it can only be destroyed by legendary figures who have reached the pinnacle of Sainthood; otherwise, it's simply impossible..."

CLANG!!

The Ancient Sword was unsheathed, its cry resounding through the wilderness. At this moment, the Flowing Moon Sword was fully drawn, its gleaming, moonlight-like radiance cascading down like the Milky Way, instantly enveloping Gao Wen!

Although the Flowing Moon Sword was now incomplete, retaining only the power of a Saint, its essence was nevertheless that of a Ruling Holy Weapon. With this single slash, the laws of heaven and earth trembled as if a supreme emperor had descended, overpowering all paths, crushing everything!

Everyone present felt a suffocating pressure, as if a massive mountain was weighing down on their hearts, making them want to kneel, overwhelmed by an indescribable power!

"What is this? This sword!?"

The girl within the golden light screen held the Victory Oath Sword. She clearly felt this Excalibur in her hand, passed down for a thousand years, trembling, wailing, and… fearing!

This was the legendary Excalibur, the symbol of Briton's king! They were merely communicating across the air, with an actual distance of over a thousand kilometers separating them. Under such conditions, it was actually feeling fear! How could this be possible? How could such a thing happen? How could there still be such a terrifying sword in the world at this time?

CLANG!!

The sound of metal clashing against metal rang out. The bright, moonlight sword light shrouded Gao Wen, seeming to shatter something. Then, as the sword light gradually dissipated, strands of golden flames drifted down like sparks, scattering and vanishing from sight!

"No, this, this this!!!" Gao Wen cried out in disbelief, his body starting to quiver as his eyes widened, staring fixedly at the Revolving Sword of Victory in his hands!

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!!!

The foundation of the Revolving Sword of Victory, the very source of its power, the Sun Crystal embedded in the hilt—shattered! It turned to dust! Accompanied by strands of golden flames drifting down, it vanished completely!

"AHHH! AHHHHHH!!!" Gao Wen screamed, his anguished roar filling the heavens, consumed by unwillingness, anger, shock, and fear that swamped his heart!

The Sun Crystal was equivalent to his Wraith's phylactery! As long as the phylactery remained unbroken, even if his body were chopped into mincemeat, he could resurrect without harm. But once the phylactery was destroyed, his soul would also be obliterated; his entire being, body and spirit, would be extinguished, ceasing to exist!

"No, no, no! No! This is impossible, impossible, IMPOSSIBLE, AHHH!!!" Gao Wen screamed himself hoarse, continuously clawing at his own face, his hair, his shoulders, his arms—every part of himself! He seemed to be trying to preserve his healthy, vibrant body, but it was all in vain. After the Sun Crystal shattered, this originally tall and handsome blond man began to wither rapidly, like a dehydrated plant!

His once golden, lustrous hair quickly became like dried grass and then fell out completely. At the same time, his skin also became parched, his flesh seeming to be sucked dry in a matter of seconds!

Within five seconds, Gao Wen had turned into a figure of skin and bones. The remnants of the Revolving Sword of Victory in his hand fell to the ground with a CLANG. Subsequently, he collapsed, his armor and shield dropping away.

WHOOSH!!

A gust of wind blew past, sweeping over the armor and shield lying on the ground, over Gao Wen who had dried into a skeletal husk. Then, Gao Wen's bones turned to dust with the wind, scattered into the air, disappearing without a trace!

He was dead. Just like that, he was dead!

The Knight of the Round Table who had just been so imperious, the Son of Sun, proclaimed invincible to all but King Arthur, an ancient monster who had lived for over a thousand years as a Wraith! Just like that, his body and soul were extinguished, no longer existing!

"People just can't be too confident," Qin Heng said with a light laugh, then sheathed the Flowing Moon Sword. His gaze swept over the girl displayed in the golden light screen as he said indifferently, "Briton's King Arthur of this generation, remember the compensation you owe me."

At these words, He Xiangu and Wang Lingguan, who were nearby, were stunned. They looked at Qin Heng with disbelief and shock, frozen in place!

What the heck!? You're actually demanding compensation? You just killed her subordinate, her elder brother figure, her senior, right in front of her! Isn't that way too arrogant!?

They acknowledged that Qin Heng's strength was indeed incredibly powerful, almost unbelievably so. But such behavior seemed too overbearing, too arrogant!

After all, the other party was the successor to the ancient title of King Arthur, the bearer of Excalibur, a revered Saint. In this era where Spiritual Energy had yet to fully return, she could be considered one of the very peak, most powerful beings in the human realm! And Qin Xuantian dared to act this way towards her? Not just killing someone, but also demanding compensation!? This was too unbelievable! Indeed, He Xiangu and Wang Lingguan undoubtedly stood by Qin Heng's side, but reason told them that this young King Arthur could not possibly agree to Qin Heng's demands. Absolutely not!

The air fell silent. The girl in the golden light screen remained quiet, her jade-green eyes locked onto Qin Heng, unblinking and utterly focused.

After a long while.

"...Fine," the girl suddenly nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "I agree. Honorable sir from the Land of the Gods, what compensation do you seek?"

Qin Heng smiled faintly, gazing at the exquisitely beautiful and supremely noble girl within the golden light screen, and said, "I want you..."