Chapter 172: Qin Xuan, Like a Demon God

Chapter 172: Qin Xuan, Like a Demon God

The injured Saint Son Chen Fan clutched his swollen cheek, glaring at Qin Xuan with uncontrollable rage, lines of blood instantly weaving across his eyeballs.

He roared and shrieked, "Qin Xuan, how dare you hit me!?"

"When I was shedding blood and sacrificing my life to guard the Yaochi Sacred Land, where were you enjoying yourself?"

"Now that I am severely injured, you took advantage of my lack of preparation to deliberately hurt me!"

"Just because I wanted you to hand over the small tower, you disregarded the bonds of our fellow Disciples!?"

Qin Xuan rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay him any mind, "Idiot!"

Saint Son Chen Fan wore anger on his face but felt joy in his heart, "What face do you have to insult me!?"

He felt that Qin Xuan had truly let his anger cloud his judgment this time.

To actually strike in public and even insult him.

Isn't this standing on the opposite side of everyone who had been fighting bloody battles earlier?

By turning against the Disciples of the Yaochi Sacred Land, no matter how much of a Prodigy Qin Xuan might be, he would be all alone.

Perhaps it might even cause the Holy Master of Yaochi to change her opinion of him.

This was the beginning of Qin Xuan stepping into the abyss!

He would use this to trample him into endless darkness, never to see the light again.

"No, are you sick in the head?" Su Youyu stared at the furious Saint Son Chen Fan. Having long known whose side she was on, how could she let him continue to spread his malicious lies at a time like this?

She cursed and spoke up, "At a time like this, do you still think Wu Meng and the others will let us go?"

"By making an enemy of the Yaochi Sacred Land and the Seven Pearls of Mingyue, do you think Wu Meng doesn't even fear my Master anymore?"

"Even if Qin Xuan hands over the quasi-emperor artifact, could he possibly let us leave alive?"

Senior Sister Ziyuan was so angry that her chest heaved. She pointed at Saint Son Chen Fan's nose and scolded, "Saint Son Chen Fan, what is your true intention in wanting to lose one of our quasi-emperor artifacts? Do you feel like we aren't dying fast enough?"

No matter where they are, humans are herd creatures.

It seems that if one stands out, they will be isolated.

Furthermore, Senior Sister Ziyuan, the Chief of Wanzhen Peak, and the Saintess of Yaochi, Su Youyu, had both come forward at this moment.

Instantly, many Disciples spoke up to rebuke him, "Saint Son Chen Fan, you've gone too far. Senior Brother Qin Xuan traveled thousands of miles to save us, and you actually want him to sacrifice himself for righteousness?"

"Why don't you sacrifice yourself for righteousness? You are a dignified Saint, why didn't you fight Wu Meng earlier and instead let Senior Sister Ziyuan face him?"

"What face do you have to be pointing fingers here!?"

Pfft!

The severely injured Saint Son Chen Fan spat out a mouthful of black blood at this moment.

He was so angry that he vomited blood.

He never dreamed that he would end up in such a state.

He had bled for the Yaochi Sacred Land, yet at this moment, he was being condemned by everyone.

He was even standing on the opposite side of the Yaochi Sacred Land, becoming a complete sinner?

"Damn it, these idiots, these stupid ants!"

"You all deserve to die!"

"You all deserve to have your Divine Souls completely destroyed!"

Saint Son Chen Fan gritted his teeth. The anger in his heart surged, and evil thoughts poured out uncontrollably.

He stared fixedly at Qin Xuan, wanting to see how this guy was going to turn the situation around.

He was looking forward to it, looking forward to the scene of Qin Xuan being brutally killed by Wu Meng.

He was even more looking forward to the moment when these Yaochi Sacred Land Disciples would watch helplessly as Qin Xuan was toyed with, unable to support him, and fall into endless despair!

【Child of Luck Saint Son Chen Fan's Luck points have decreased by 30,000. Reward: Host gains 30,000 Villain points!】

【Child of Luck Saint Son Chen Fan has cultivated a demonic seed in his heart. Reward: Host gains 50,000 Villain points!】

With the rewards received, Qin Xuan did some calculations in his mind.

He previously had 1,386,666 Villain points, but after upgrading the True Dragon Precious Technique to Perfection, he spent 900,000 Villain points.

Plus the 10,000 points provided daily by Qin Hao, the tens of thousands of points plucked from Little Koi, and now the 80,000 points provided by Saint Son Chen Fan.

In the blink of an eye, his Villain point balance had reached 626,666 points.

He was one step closer to upgrading the Phoenix Treasure Technique to Perfection!

The Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak, who had been recuperating, opened his eyes. The look of defeat on his face vanished in an instant. He stared straight at Qin Xuan and said bluntly, "In a moment, I will use my Sword Dao to carve out a path of survival. At that time, you must use the small tower to carry the many Disciples and flee quickly to secure a glimmer of hope for survival."

Qin Xuan shook his head, glanced in the direction of Senior Sister Ziyuan, and frowned, "Blood debts must be paid in blood; I will not leave."

The Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak pondered for a long while, "One Saint King Realm from the Wu Clan, one Saint King Realm from the Ning Prince Mansion, and one Saint King Realm Loose Cultivator—just by appearing here, there are already three Saint King Realm experts acting as enemies of our Yaochi Sacred Land. Not to mention the four Saint King Realm experts from the Butian Holy Land whose whereabouts are unknown. Do you have confidence?"

Qin Xuan summoned the ancient prison-suppressing tower and said to the Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak, "Peak Master, relying on this tower, can you hold off three Saint King Realm experts?"

The Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak pondered for a long while, "I can, but what about you? How will you deal with the four Saint King Realm experts from the Butian Holy Land?"

The Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak held the quasi-emperor artifact, his combat power soaring.

Restraining three Saint King Realm experts was naturally not a problem.

"As long as no Saint King Realm experts interfere, I have absolute confidence." Qin Xuan gave a firm look.

As long as the Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak could restrain the three Saint King Realm experts.

Even if the Saint King Realm experts from the Butian Holy Land arrived, he would not be afraid.

At worst, he would let Leng Li secretly control the Three Thousand Weak Waters and let the Weak Waters show a little bit of their power.

There were too many eyes here, and this was his best choice to maximize benefits while exposing the fewest trump cards.

It was already the optimal plan.

"The Disciples of the Yaochi Sacred Land are entrusted to you."

The Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak slowly stood up, gave Su Youyu a look, and put away the underworld emperor bell.

He soared into the air, one hand holding a sword like a Sword Immortal descending to the mortal world, the other hand holding the tower, looking awe-inspiring.

The Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak shouted coldly, "The three of you, come and fight! Do not cause any more trouble!"

The Wu Clan's Saint King Realm expert snorted coldly, "A facade of strength! I'd like to see how much power you can actually unleash from this quasi-emperor artifact!"

He sped through the air and caught up along with the other two Saint King Realm experts.

In an instant, the Saint King Realm experts from both sides disappeared.

Seeing Qin Xuan stop the frightened Su Youyu from covering them with the underworld emperor bell, even Wu Bingqing frowned.

She did not understand what Qin Xuan was thinking at this moment.

Was he planning to have the old, weak, sick, and injured people of the Yaochi Sacred Land confront enemies dozens of times their own number?

The Third Prince said mockingly, "Qin Xuan, give the small tower to this Prince, and this Prince can spare your life."

"No need to trouble the Third Prince." Qin Xuan replied perfunctorily without looking at him.

He carried the heavenly desolation halberd and walked to the very front of everyone, taking the lead.

Wu Meng sneered, "Without the ancient prison-suppressing tower, how much of your Peak combat power can you, a Prodigy, still exert?"

"You want to lead this group of heavily injured ants to contend with us?"

"Do you think the Saints behind me can no longer lift their blades, or have you, Qin Xuan, become completely carried away by the flattery?"

Senior Sister Ziyuan stood by Qin Xuan's side, her cold and beautiful eyes filled with determination, "Why waste so much breath? Whether we live or die, it won't be decided until the very last moment!"

The Disciples of the Yaochi Sacred Land all gathered behind Qin Xuan, "Fight them! Let's fight alongside Senior Brother Qin Xuan!"

Su Youyu trembled, wanting to go to her third sister.

But then looking at the numerous Disciples whose blood was boiling, she worried that if they all perished here, she would have no face to return to see her Master.

For a moment, she was hesitant and didn't know whether it was better to advance or retreat.

Qin Xuan turned back and said softly to Senior Sister Ziyuan, "You go back and continue to recover."

He looked out at the crowd, "Including you all, continue to rest and recover. This battle has nothing to do with you."

What?

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Everyone, including Senior Sister Ziyuan, had huge question marks floating above their heads.

What did they just hear?

Qin Xuan told them to continue recovering.

Did this mean he wanted to face the thousands of experts on the other side all by himself!?

Senior Sister Ziyuan said worriedly, "Qin Xuan?"

Qin Xuan flicked her forehead lightly and said gently, "Be good."

Immediately after, he held the heavenly desolation halberd, pointing it diagonally at the ground.

He slashed casually.

Crackle—

In front of Qin Xuan, a giant chasm tens of miles long appeared.

Qin Xuan stood in front of the chasm, watching the thousands of people led by Wu Meng on the other side, and said coldly, "Those who cross this line, die!"

Pfft!

Saint Son Chen Fan couldn't help but laugh.

Qin Xuan's behavior made him laugh out loud.

He felt like Qin Xuan was a huge idiot.

He liked to act cool even more than him.

In this situation, he was actually showing off.

This was just asking for death.

He seriously suspected that Qin Xuan's brain had been beaten silly by some terrifying existence in the Land of Fallen Emperors.

Wu Bingqing withdrew her gaze indifferently, "Seeking his own death."

The Third Prince muttered in surprise, "This Qin Xuan's brain is as bad as ever. At a time like this, he's still courting death. Who else is going to come and save him?"

It wasn't just these outsiders; even Senior Sister Ziyuan and Su Youyu felt that Qin Xuan's action was courting death.

"Hahaha, I have never seen such an arrogant person."

"Since that's the case, we'll start with you!"

"Whoever obtains Qin Xuan's head will be rewarded with one Sacred Artifact; whoever obtains Qin Xuan's arm will be rewarded with one quasi-Sacred Artifact; whoever obtains one of Qin Xuan's legs will be rewarded with one Saint Grade Cultivation Technique!"

Wu Meng, wealthy and imposing, issued the order.

Wealth moves people's hearts.

As soon as his voice fell, a Saint Realm expert transformed into a stream of light and sped out.

The Saint who rushed to the very front crossed the chasm in just a breath.

Just as his foot crossed the chasm, whoosh—a stream of light exploded out.

Looking closely, that Saint who had crossed the chasm had actually been pierced through the entire body from the crown of his head by the heavenly desolation halberd, pinned firmly to the ground, and even his Divine Soul had been ground into powder under the aftermath of Halberd Suppresses the Eight Desolations.

Killing a Saint with a flick of a finger!

Everyone who witnessed this scene gasped.

Even Wu Meng's eyes showed shock.

He forced himself to stay calm and shouted angrily, "No matter how much of a Prodigy he is, can he kill all of us?"

"Attack together and tear him into ten thousand pieces!"

Under the incitement, dozens of Saints all exploded out.

They wanted to get the Sacred Artifact reward, and even more so, they wanted to kill Qin Xuan with their own hands.

If they could kill this Prodigy, their Dao Heart would surely be clear in the future.

The path to the Saint King Realm would be unobstructed!

Qin Xuan's expression was calm as he summoned the heavenly desolation halberd, suspending it upside down above his head.

At this moment, it seemed that even the heavenly desolation halberd could not keep up, unable to kill so many Saints at once.

Suddenly, the corners of Qin Xuan's mouth curled up slightly.

Around his body, the Pure Phoenix Flame exploded upwards, like raging flames capable of boiling the sea, shrouding several miles in every direction in blazing firelight.

These flames soared into the air, creating fire halberds resembling the heavenly desolation halberd all around it.

Hundreds of large halberds hung upside down.

Just waiting for the dozens of Saint Realm experts to rush out of the chasm before they would all fall down.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Halberd Suppresses the Eight Desolations blasted out continuously, the sky filled with brilliant firelight.

Like giant meteors destroying the world washing over the land, the ground trembled violently amidst the roaring sounds, as if an earth dragon were turning over.

Those Saints who had taken the lead disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, swept away by the sky full of flames.