CHAPTER 353: CHAPTER 212: AN EPIC BATTLE! INSIGHT INTO EVERYTHING! (10,000 WORDS)_4

Wang Xiu couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Threats are one thing, but must they always bring up the Great Luo Immortal? Is their Great Luo Immortal so worthless?

"Working for the Demon Race guarantees a bleak end. There’s still time to turn back now," Wang Xiu said calmly, standing with his hands behind his back as he fearlessly faced the Holy Envoy.

"Pah! You were born free. To you, the Holy Realm is just a treasure land where you can take your fill and leave. How could you possibly know our suffering?" Flames erupted around the Holy Envoy, his aura fierce and rampant. "Only the great Demon God can grant us freedom and liberate us from this cage!"

Wang Xiu fell silent.

They weren’t wrong. No rule stated that those born in the Holy Realm had to burn themselves for the sake of outsiders without complaint. They were allowed to fight for their own future and couldn’t be faulted for lamenting their eternal confinement. But Wang Xiu wasn’t wrong either. Slaying demons and defending the righteous path was simply the natural order of things.

"Binding God Rope!"

A Soul Travel Great Ability took action. His hair flew wildly as he channeled his expertise in the Way of Flora. Countless purple vines, covered in runes, sprang from the void and surged forward from all directions.

The void itself turned into a prison.

A terrifying power pressed down on Wang Xiu.

Wang Xiu’s hands formed a seal. His body glowed with a golden light as runes filled the sky, and his eyes dazzled like golden lanterns.

"Fire of Candleholder!"

BOOM!

A terrifying Divine Fire spread out from behind Wang Xiu, overwhelming everything as it swept in all directions. Within the sea of fire, the ethereal shadow of a Zhulong emerged. Its divine might was vast. A single dragon’s roar shook the heavens and the earth, causing the eardrums of the countless Nascent Soul experts below to rupture. They vomited blood and collapsed, severely injured.

SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!

In an instant, the countless vines were incinerated, the sound of their snapping merging into one continuous crackle. The Divine Fire consumed the void, traveling along the vines toward the Soul Travel expert who had launched the attack.

The man’s face turned pale with fright, and he hastily severed his connection to the technique.

This Divine Skill was one he had cultivated from a segment of a ten-thousand-year-old Purple Gold Vine from the Ancient Forest. Its power was boundless, and even experts at his level would find it incredibly difficult to escape its grasp. He hadn’t expected Wang Xiu to break it so effortlessly.

"What a terrifying fire-based Divine Skill!" the other experts exclaimed, their eyes wide with shock.

"This... is likely an innate Divine Skill from the bloodline of some ancient mythical beast, and he has managed to comprehend its runes!" one of the Soul Travel experts analyzed with a grave expression.

Looks of envy appeared in everyone’s eyes. Such ancient mythical beasts often possessed innate Divine Skills of immense power, comparable to supreme techniques. They were rarely passed on to outsiders; even upon death, the beasts would destroy their own runes.

Wang Xiu really is lucky!

"Attack together!" the Holy Envoy bellowed, leading the charge. He could already see that Wang Xiu was exceedingly powerful, possessing numerous abilities that defied common sense. Although Wang Xiu was only at the Nascent Soul Realm, he could fight against a Soul Travel Great Ability. If this dragged on, the situation could change unexpectedly.

Six Soul Travel experts launched their attacks simultaneously.

Runes filled the air, obscuring the sun. The dreadful pressure caused the very fabric of space to collapse, unleashing destructive energy in every direction. The nearby mountain ranges were pulverized, and the sky turned oppressively dark.

"Bring it on!" Wang Xiu’s eyes blazed, his fighting spirit burning fiercely.

Perfect. He also wanted to test just how strong he had become.

"Armor Integration!"

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

With a series of metallic sounds, runes spread out and materialized into armor on his body. His Mo Yu Qilin Armor, enhanced with dragon bone, emitted a golden light. Its every marking became clearer and more profound, moving in harmony with the Great Dao.

His aura surged once again.

Transforming into a dragon’s shadow, he took the initiative and threw a punch at one of the Soul Travel Great Abilities.

"How dare you!" The Soul Travel Great Ability was furious, feeling utterly belittled.

No matter how monstrous Wang Xiu was, the gap in realms was a critical weakness. Did he really think he could stand toe-to-toe and compare Cultivation Levels? This was outright contempt.

Enraged, he struck with his full power, intending to suppress Wang Xiu with a single palm strike and teach him a lesson.

The two figures collided.

The sky flickered between light and darkness, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

Wang Xiu’s body radiated an intense golden light as he pushed the fighting techniques of the Primordial Bo Tian Scripture to their absolute limit. Like a golden sun, he smashed his opponent from the sky straight into the ground.

Boulders weighing hundreds of thousands of pounds were flung into the air by invisible shockwaves, where they shattered into dust. The earth split open, and rivers of lava spewed forth, turning the ground into a crimson, fiery sea. A horrifying cloud of dust and smoke blotted out the sun.

The commotion was so intense that even the Holy Envoy and the others felt a tremor of fear. They focused their gaze on the scene and saw Wang Xiu standing unharmed in the depths of a massive crater. His opponent, however, lay on the ground with half of his body destroyed, his aura faint and weak.

"What?"

"He actually... took out a Soul Travel Great Ability with one punch?"

"Is this guy even human?"

A chill ran down everyone’s spine. They stared at Wang Xiu as if he were a monster.

"He doesn’t just cultivate mana! He has also cultivated his physical body to a remarkable degree. Don’t be misled!" the Holy Envoy shouted, having seen through the technique. Wang Xiu’s vital energy was frighteningly potent, his body was covered in dense runes, and his essence was as vast as the sea. He was like a humanoid ancient behemoth.

"Same Life as Heaven and Earth—Thousand Executions Slash!"

Wang Xiu raised his sword. The Asura Demon-slaying Sword emitted a divine light as a torrential sea of blood spread out, blanketing the entire sky.

Mottled Daoist Text began to emerge. One by one, golden characters converged above Wang Xiu’s head, forming a single page from a Golden Book. The Daoist Text shifted and transformed, ultimately creating the ancient character for "Kill."

In that instant, the boundless sea of blood surged violently, its killing intent growing even stronger. Layer upon layer of sword qi stacked upon one another. A gigantic shadow of an Asura sword, tens of thousands of feet long, descended from the highest point of the Firmament. Its power was so terrifying that it struck fear into the hearts of all the experts present, their eyes threatening to split from their sockets.

"It’s a Holy Artifact! That sword is a slaughter-type Holy Artifact!"

The Holy Envoy and the others shuddered. They weren’t entirely unprepared for this; they knew a prodigy like Wang Xiu would certainly have such a trump card from his Sect.