Chapter 1260 - 1263: Asura Unrivaled

"Hahaha, Yun Hao, you truly are arrogant, facing death yet still daring to show off like this!" Ding Li laughed arrogantly, his feet lightly touching the ground as he soared into the air, halting about ten meters above the ground.

Still, this was enough for the surrounding mercenaries from other Mercenary Corps to see.

"Wow, Mr. Ding actually flew into the air!"

"Fantastic! This time we can definitely kill Asura!"

"We must kill Asura, kill this guy who has long dominated Africa!"

"Kill Asura, wipe out the Thunder Mercenary Corps!"

In an instant, a series of shouting and killing voices erupted around, all chanting to kill Yun Hao and wipe out the Thunder Mercenary Corps, making it seem like Yun Hao had some deep personal vendetta against them.

It's not surprising they want to kill Yun Hao so badly. Over the years, on this African battlefield, Yun Hao's Mercenary Corps, though not the largest, was indeed the most dangerous, rarely provoked by anyone.

On the few occasions when other Mercenary Corps formed alliances to deal with Yun Hao's corps, they were all dissolved by Yun Hao, followed by his ferocious reprisals.

As a result, Yun Hao's Mercenary Corps transformed from the original Netherworld Squad into the powerful one it is now.

For other Mercenary Corps on the African battlefield, this wasn't the outcome they wished to see; they didn't want any single Mercenary Corps to become dominant. They wanted a balance among many corps.

Therefore, when Ding Li reached out to them with the ultimate goal to dismantle the Thunder Mercenary Corps and kill the overlord Asura, they all eagerly agreed.

Listening to the shouts from surrounding mercenaries, Ding Li's smile grew thicker as he walked towards Yun Hao, step by step, with an imposing momentum. Before taking action, he intended to use the aura of a Ninth Grade powerhouse to stifle Yun Hao and cause the collapse of Yun Hao's group's qi veins.

However, just as Ding Li had this intent and approached Yun Hao, Yun Hao's lips curled into a mocking smile!

The time had come...

At this moment, the people around were inflated with confidence to the utmost; the time to kill Ding Li and shock them had arrived.

Releasing the Immortal Yuan gently, enveloping Chu Yan and the people behind him, covering every member of the Thunder Mercenary Corps.

Hands forming a Seal Decision in front, a Golden Primordial Spirit slowly floated out from the top, hovering five meters above, watching Ding Li step through the air.

A Golden Primordial Spirit...

Everyone looked at the Primordial Spirit floating above Yun Hao's head in astonishment, especially Ding Li, stepping through the air, witnessing Yun Hao having cultivated a Golden Primordial Spirit, was incredibly shocked.

"Even if you have cultivated a Golden Primordial Spirit, the enormous gap between our powers remains, you still must die!" Ding Li roared furiously, shaking everyone around to the point where they couldn't help but cover their ears.

Ding Li struck a punch through the air towards Yun Hao, tremendously forceful, raising a dust cloud that obscured everyone's vision...

Yet amidst the swirling dust, suddenly emerged a dazzling golden light.

This golden light slowly formed, and within the squinting eyes of the crowd, condensed into a golden palm.

This palm was huge, roughly twenty to thirty meters in size.

When this golden palm appeared, the pressure emanating from it caused some surrounding mercenaries to drown in fear, spurting blood wildly, and collapse dead.

Bang!

The golden palm landed on the ground, but before it did, the crowd saw something seemingly also smacked down by this enormous golden hand.

A scorching wave rolled over, the mercenaries from the seven remaining Mercenary Corps standing in the forefront were all burned to corpses, dried bodies...

In a flash, within a radius of ten miles, the scorching wave was vast, as if Tai Shang Laojun's Alchemy Furnace had been overturned.

Gradually, the survivors regained sight; the first view struck them into shock—seeing half of the once mighty Mercenary Corps vanished in an instant.

This half, fully turned into fertile nourishment for the land, fostering lush growth of nearby trees...

The surviving mercenaries, uncontrollably, walked toward Yun Hao's group, wanting to see what exactly had been hit by the golden hand.

Moreover, their trusted Mr. Ding had vanished, while Yun Hao was still standing there, his Golden Primordial Spirit gently floating above his head?

Though a long road, the crowd took merely three to five minutes to reach the place where the golden hand had landed.

Looking at the almost hundred-meter deep hand imprint, everyone was stunned, staring dumbly downward as if frozen.

At the bottom of the pit, a flattened object resembling a steak was visible, unclear what it was.

Nonetheless, despite the clarity, everyone knew that this was most likely Ding Li, having been hit dead.

As for their certainty of his death, it was simple: had he not been killed, would he be laying quietly at the pit's bottom?

"Boss, we're here!"

Xuan Yi led a team, rushed forward, pushing through the crowd to Yun Hao, while his men instantly encircled the remaining seven Mercenary Corps members together.

Simultaneously, Seductive Snake led her people in, joining Xuan Yi's team and the Thunder Mercenary Corps members, forming three directions, encircling the remaining members from the seven Mercenary Corps.

These people had lost all will to resist; guns and cannons were already abandoned.

Seductive Snake looked at Yun Hao upfront, wishing to embrace him but knew it would certainly embarrass Yun Hao due to Chu Yan and Zhao Shishi nearby, thus remained stationary.

"Send a couple of brothers down, bring up Mr. Ding Li, oh no, the body of Ding Li, our Third Angel from the West!" Yun Hao instructed Xuan Yi with a nod.

Xuan Yi gave an order to his subordinates, and immediately two of them climbed down with ladders.

Soon, a familiar face appeared in the crowd's sight, carried on the backs of two subordinates.

Ding Li, who was still formidable moments ago, brimming with authority, eager to kill Yun Hao, that Third Angel.

"Yeah, Captain awesome!"

"Asura is invincible!"

"Asura is invincible!"

"Asura is invincible!"

Listening to the cheers from the Thunder Mercenary Corps and others around, the surviving members of the seven Mercenary Corps all showed faces of helplessness and bitterness, clasping hands around their heads and squatting, completely giving up any resistance.

Even with the power reaching Ninth Grade Realm, the Third Angel was killed by Yun Hao with a single move. What strength do they have left to resist?

At this moment, the crowd looked at Yun Hao with eyes akin to observing a deity, as if Yun Hao told them to die, they wouldn't oppose.

"Proclaim to the entire African battlefield, from now on, our Thunder Mercenary Corps is the boss. All order remains as it was; survival of the fittest. However, should anyone collude with outsiders to slaughter on this soil, they shall be killed!"

Yun Hao spoke loudly, hands behind his back, channeling his energy into his voice.

Yun Hao's words resonated clearly in everyone's ears, a gem of speech...