Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

In a deep pit, a bloodied old fellow struggled to crawl out, and after much effort made it to the ground, where he lay, staring blankly into the sky.

"The evil god has favored me, oh, how tragic this is. I, the esteemed Mage Sophie, basking in the glory of a nation, worshipped by thousands, am defeated by a mere boy today."

Mage Sophie was filled with a faint sadness, and his entire body's meridians were completely damaged, his strength gone, never to return.

The divine power that once allowed him to control life and death had completely left him, and at this moment, the vital energy within his body deteriorated, nearing the point of a dry oil lamp.

"Huaxia boy, I am defeated. Do as you wish, kill or mutilate, us Sofits are not the kind to fear death."

Grand Sorcerer Sophie struggled to his feet, his face a picture of moral integrity, and truth be told, he did embody it to a certain extent.

Ye Ling nodded, withdrew the Godslayer Stone, and gripped the Primal Sword Embryo in his hand, "Since you wish for death so much, then I shall forgive you, lest you say that our great Huaxia wouldn't even satisfy such a simple request."

Whoosh, dreadful sword light erupted from the Primal Sword Embryo, with terrifying flashes of lightning, Ye Ling grinned wickedly, raised the Primal Sword Embryo high, and then chopped down fiercely.

Thump, Grand Sorcerer Sophie collapsed onto the ground on his knees, his face filled with terror: "Holy crap, you're serious?!"

"Stop, please don't do it, I was just kidding, I surrender, I give up!"

"You are from a great nation, you must treat your prisoners well, otherwise, I will file a complaint with the International Supernatural Organization!"

Everyone was stunned, damn, this guy changes too quickly, doesn't he? Just a moment ago, he seemed ready to die with great fanfare, and now he's acting like a traitor?

Ye Ling, however, waved his hand: "Look at you guys, as if you've never been around the block, isn't that just their national character?"

"Day in, day out, they shout about not being afraid, but when it comes down to it, they kneel faster than anyone else, nothing surprising there."

"Grand Sorcerer Sophie, am I right?" Ye Ling placed the Primal Sword Embryo directly on Sophie's neck.

Sophie nearly cried, feeling the continuous assault of chilly sharpness against his skin, he felt icy cold and swallowed hard.

"Well, as long as you don't kill me, anything is fine, whatever you say goes," said Grand Sorcerer Sophie with a sycophantic smile.

Ye Ling sneered, "Alright then, kneel there and sing 'Conquest' for me!"

"Conquest? Never heard of it. Wait, what did you just say? 'Young Master'?" Grand Sorcerer Sophie suddenly froze, then his face lit up with excitement.

Everyone was confused, what's so special about the title 'Young Master'? Or does it hold a different meaning in the Sofit nation?

Ye Ling was perplexed: "What about it? What's wrong with 'Young Master'?"

"Alright, I'm sure now, you're from our nation. I knew it, how could mere Huaxia have someone so powerful? The blood flowing in you is that of our Sofit nation."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't call yourself my 'Young Master'. It seems you must be a wandering elder from our clan with a higher ranking."

"What's your surname? Where's your family?"

Grand Sorcerer Sophie rambled on, and Ye Ling was flabbergasted, damn it, how could this old rascal be so shameless?

Alright, alright, no need to be impatient, the people from this nation are inherently shameless.

"Let me tell you, I am a proud and upright citizen of Huaxia, my surname is Ye! You got that clear, there's no one with the surname Ye in your darn nation, right?"

Ye Ling finished speaking, and Grand Sorcerer Sophie was instantly overjoyed, "A Ye surname? That's right!"

"In our family branches, there's the Yehe Clan, which is a noble family of the nation. It looks like you're definitely one of our countrymen. I'll file an appeal with the World Supernatural Organization and get your nationality changed."

"Don't worry. Once you're back with the family, I'll help you secure the position of Guardian God. From then on, you will be the most powerful deity in our Fehuaxia."

Ye Ling's face darkened. This damn bastard, rewriting his life story in a few words?

Mo Xing clenched his teeth in anger, "Ye Ling, let's tear him apart!"

"Damn bastard, I've seen the shameless, but never this shameless!"

"Even bandits have their professional ethics, at least they don't rob the frail or poor, but damn it, you guys want everything!"

"You want everything, now even robbing people, come on, you old fart, is that yellow dog at the foot of the mountain from your country? Do you want to claim it through a trial?"
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Mo Xing grabbed Grand Sorcerer Sophie's hair viciously, damn it, why so infuriating.

Sophie, having his hair seized, was taken aback, pitiful beyond measure, "The yellow dog? If possible, we'll take that too, we don't disdain anything."

"Even the dog? My God, Ye Ling, hurry, stab him with your sword, my rage won't be sated until he's dead!"

Mo Xing was biting his teeth. Damn it, even dogs? Have you considered the dogs' feelings? No self-respecting dog would go near your place.

Ye Ling, shaking with rage, "An uncle can endure, but an aunt cannot, damn it, I'm ashamed of my own shamelessness!"

"You all wait for me, I'll go do it!" With these words, Ye Ling flew up into the sky with Sophie, disappearing into the dark heavens.

Over a vast ocean, Ye Ling held Sophie and sneered, "Old man, when you're dead, you can say whatever is yours, but then, only the ghosts will listen!"

Whoosh, the Primal Sword Embryo pierced through his chest, and Grand Sorcerer Sophie's eyes bulged with disbelief.

"Not...Wasn't it ours? Why kill one of our own..."

Sophie felt his life force rapidly draining away, his consciousness fading.

"One of your own my ass!" Ye Ling gritted his teeth, soared into the air, and hung Sophie on the highest tree on an island.

With a ripping sound, Ye Ling tore Sophie's clothes into shreds, scribbled something hastily, draped it over Sophie's body, and vanished.

At dawn, when the first ray of sunlight hit the sea, a ship spotted a body hanging in the distance with what seemed to be writing on it.

They hurried to land on the island and took the body down, and when they saw the writing on the cloth, they were dumbstruck.

"Though distant, must be punished!"

Four words, exuding a chilling killing intent, inescapable and frightening.

What Ye Ling didn't realize was that when these people brought back Sophie's body and the writing, it sparked a tsunami-like shock and fear within the country.

The nation's most powerful Golden Core Stage elder was dead, and a deep shroud of despair hung over everyone in the country!