Chapter 271: King Zhou Wu Returns as a Great Emperor!

Chapter 271: King Zhou Wu Returns as a Great Emperor!

"Weak and fragile, I shall slay you!"

King Weiwu snorted coldly, formed a towering fist Seal, and struck out with a punch.

No matter how much of a Prodigy Qin Xuan was, he was ultimately only at the Peak of the Quasi-Saint Realm.

His limit was merely slaying those at the Peak of the Saint King Realm.

Wanting to slay a Quasi-Emperor was simply a pipe dream.

Did he not see that despite all of Qin Xuan's tricks, he had only managed to blast the Yuan Family Head back, not kill him?

King Zhou Wu's fist Seal shook the sky, and the raging fist wind, like a violent storm, swept across everything.

The Fist Intent, sharp as steel blades, surged like tidal waves hitting the heavens.

Qin Xuan, unhurried, struck out with a punch of his own to meet King Weiwu.

Crack—

An arm bone snapped.

Qin Xuan's right arm, from the shoulder down, was blasted into a mist of blood by King Weiwu's punch; the bone was pulverized and the arm fell off directly.

"Hmph!"

King Weiwu laughed loudly, "Where is that method you promised?"

"Is this all the ability you have to deal with us? You cannot even take one of this King's punches?!"

His laughter infected all the Aristocratic Families.

The many experts who had been terrified by Qin Xuan's frightening methods now felt they could handle him again.

Qin Xuan turned a deaf ear, his lips curling slightly, as his left hand grabbed his severed right arm and smashed it violently toward King Weiwu.

It broke the air at high speed, creating a sonic boom.

Behind the severed arm, a disc-shaped, thick blood mist formed.

When the severed arm approached King Weiwu, a dazzling light bloomed from the shattered bloody hole.

Boom—

The severed arm self-detonated, and the terrifying shockwave descended like an inverted galaxy.

Even King Weiwu, who was in the Quasi-Emperor Realm, was sent flying.

"I told you, but you didn't believe me!"

Qin Xuan flexed his regenerated right arm, the smile on his lips becoming increasingly wild.

It was only after using his head to smash the Yuan Family Head earlier that he remembered.

He was the Chaos Hongmeng Body!

He was the ancestor of all bodies, immune to all bodies.

His physique was constantly maintained in the most perfect state.

Unlike other divine bodies or Saint Bodies like the Wind-Thunder Saint Body or the Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body, which had many limitations and could only carry one source of energy, his Chaos Hongmeng Body could carry various energies, and his energy storage was an inconceivable, astronomical number.

Three Thousand Dragon Flame, Pure Phoenix Flame, Dragon-Elephant Strength.

With many terrifying energy sources injected into it, his severed arm was a small nuclear bomb containing countless 'gunpowder'!

Once detonated, the power was infinite.

Most importantly, the Nirvana Fire was enough for him to regrow his severed arm.

And he didn't need to worry about running out of 'ammunition'.

Not being able to beat a Quasi-Emperor didn't mean he couldn't afford the attrition.

He would just blow them to death first!

Crack, crack—

Before everyone's eyes, Qin Xuan's body fell apart, turning into countless fragments that filled the sky of this battlefield.

Qin Xuan's severed limbs were everywhere.

Only half a head remained of Qin Xuan; he no longer had eyes, but the mouth was still opening and closing, "Explosion is art!"

As the words fell.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Inside the small sealed space formed by King Weiwu's barrier and the ancient prison-suppressing tower's shield, Qin Xuan's fragments were like a pre-planted minefield.

At Qin Xuan's command, they all detonated at once.

A deafening roar resounded through the heavens and earth.

Terrifying blood mist swept across hundreds of miles.

Within the entire sealed space, countless fragments of houses were instantly razed to powder.

Even this sealed space collided like a balloon about to burst.

The air waves were shocking, sending King Weiwu and the other Quasi-Emperors flying into the barrier, while those in the Saint King Realm were like deflated balls, flying in all directions.

Rumble—

The world wailed, and a rain of blood fell.

Inside the entire sealed space, it was as if a thick, blood-colored fog had risen.

More than ten Saint King Realm experts from the Aristocratic Families died miserably in this self-detonation caused by Qin Xuan.

Even their Soul fragments had nowhere to escape within the sealed space, only to be churned into pieces by the rampaging heavenly desolation halberd, and then absorbed into the ancient prison-suppressing tower.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

A disheveled Luo Xianxian climbed out miserably from the scorched black soil that had been blasted away for over a hundred yards.

She angrily shouted toward the sky full of blood mist, "If you want to self-detonate, then do it, but blow them up!"

"Who did I provoke?"

"Regardless, my clan's experts are still holding back King Zhou Wu for you, Qin Xuan, and I personally offered a great treasure. Is it really okay for you to be indiscriminate like this?"

"If I didn't have some means to save my life, I would have really been blown to death by you!"

Specks of blood mist gathered continuously in front of Luo Xianxian.

Qin Xuan's body regenerated once more amidst the burning of the Nirvana Fire.

Only this time, the speed of regeneration was a full breath slower than before.

Moreover, Qin Xuan also noticed a slight discomfort between his Soul and his body; his limbs felt somewhat stiff.

It seemed he had blown himself numb.

Inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower, Leng Li sent a voice transmission to warn him, "Your 'Phoenix Treasure Technique' has most likely reached its limit. If you continue to self-detonate endlessly like this, your body's healing speed will become slower and slower. Perhaps the Nirvana Fire will continue to work, but once your healing speed becomes too slow, it will give the opponent a chance to seize the opportunity to Seal you, leaving you nowhere to escape!"

The blood mist filling the sky dissipated, and at the edge of the barrier stood a hill-like figure, charred black all over.

The skin on his body was cracking, revealing a brand new physique that looked like it was cast from gilded gold.

King Weiwu moved his palms slightly, and the dead skin on his body fell off like withered tree bark.

He stood up slowly, his Aura surging, and the Patriarch of the Wu Clan and others following behind him were spared because of the strength of King Weiwu's physique.

Even the Yuan Family Head, who had been severely injured earlier, used this time to recover a bit of combat strength.

King Weiwu stared fixedly at Qin Xuan, his eyes spitting fire, "Qin Xuan, can't you self-detonate?"

"Continue self-detonating! This King wants to see how many times you can self-detonate!"

"This King really wants to see how many times your Nirvana Fire can allow your body to heal!"

The Patriarch of the Wu Clan and the Yuan Family Head followed with verbal attacks, "Qin Xuan, your self-healing speed is more than twice as slow!"

"You are already at the end of your rope!"

"If you dare to self-detonate again, before your body heals, we will Seal you!"

"And if you don't self-detonate, how can you block our siege?"

"You are now trapped with no way to heaven and no door to earth! You killed my beloved son, causing the most monstrous Prodigy of my Wu Clan in thousands of years to die miserably in the Land of Fallen Emperors. This hatred is not enough to quell my anger even if I kill you!"

"I want to use your head, Qin Xuan, to pay tribute to my son's spirit in heaven, and that Wu Bingqing, I want her to pay with blood!"

"..."

The shrill roars rose and fell.

The experts from the Aristocratic Families and the royal family looked at Qin Xuan with killing intent that reached an extreme.

If looks could kill, Qin Xuan would have been riddled with holes long ago.

At this dangerous juncture, the immortal suppressing tower not far from here emitted a crisp sound, attracting everyone's gaze.

Crack, crack—the cracks on the surface of the immortal suppressing tower spread further in all directions.

"It's over, King Zhou Wu is about to break through the immortal suppressing tower!"

Seeing this, Luo Xianxian hurriedly slapped out hundreds of Talismanic Incantations, sticking them onto the shattered tower body of the immortal suppressing tower.

However, this still could not stop the decline of the immortal suppressing tower.

Boom—

Accompanied by a loud noise, a gap was blasted into the immortal suppressing tower with one punch, and from that gap, the Double-Pupil Woman and the expert from the Celestial God Clan flew out together.

Blood sprayed from their mouths like a spout. The Double-Pupil Woman looked at Qin Xuan, and a beam of aurora shot from her double pupils, sweeping toward Qin Xuan, urging, "Take His Highness the Underworld King and leave this place quickly. King Zhou Wu has ascended to the Great Emperor Realm; we have already been defeated!"

The expert from the Celestial God Clan also slapped out a palm, and the milky white radiance wrapped around Luo Xianxian, intending to send her out of this place.

Hmph!

A cold snort came from the shattered immortal suppressing tower, and immediately, a large hand slapped out.

The methods of the Double-Pupil Woman and the Celestial God Clan expert vanished into thin air, and Qin Xuan and Luo Xianxian were imprisoned in the high sky like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Clatter—The immortal suppressing tower, this treasure that had been refined countless times in the hands of the Artifact Refining genius Luo Xianxian, was finally unable to withstand the raging Emperor's might as it expanded continuously. It was burst open, and pieces were scattered all over the ground in disarray.

From the shattered immortal suppressing tower, King Zhou Wu, wearing a crown, walked out with magnificent strides like a demon god.

His eyes seemed to reflect eerie blood moons.

A force that moved without wind formed around him, creating an Aura field that even those in the Quasi-Emperor Realm could not approach.

This was a Domain!

The Domain power that belonged only to a Great Emperor.

Rolling Emperor's might, overwhelming and sweeping across ten thousand miles.

Seeing this, King Weiwu and the others were overjoyed and bowed one after another, "Welcome, Your Majesty!"

"My Emperor has returned to the Emperor Realm. The Mingyue Dynasty will unify the Hongmeng Continent under your leadership!"

"We are willing to follow you, My Emperor, until we die on the battlefield!"

King Zhou Wu's Aura was monstrous. He spoke, and echoes rippled through heaven and earth, "My subjects, rise."

A wave of Emperor's might lifted King Weiwu and the others, forcing them to rise against their will.

King Zhou Wu's Emperor's eyes slowly shifted toward the trapped Qin Xuan and Luo Xianxian, laughing wildly, "Two little dolls, actually able to escape from my casual imprisonment, you truly have deep foundations."

"I will unify Mingyue today. Are you two willing to submit?"

Luo Xianxian did not know how many Talismanic Incantations she had crushed to escape, and even a bronze lock on her chest was shattered.

Her heart bled with pain. She glared at King Zhou Wu and shouted angrily, "King Zhou Wu, you hurt my little uncle and want to kill me. Do you really think my Celestial God Clan is made of mud?"

"My Celestial God Clan is unwilling to interfere in outside affairs, but that does not mean my Celestial God Clan has no temper!"

King Zhou Wu frowned and snorted coldly.

Crack, crack—countless Talismanic Incantations and treasures on Luo Xianxian shattered again.

Having exhausted all her trump cards, Luo Xianxian still suffered a huge backlash, kneeling to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, her Aura instantly becoming decadent.

King Zhou Wu looked at Qin Xuan again, "As for the Celestial God Clan, I will naturally visit them. What is your choice?"

Hearing this, Ning Waner, who was shrouded in the barrier of the ancient prison-suppressing tower, dared to be angry but dared not speak, her chest heaving violently.

Zhou Chen clenched his small fists tightly, his young face full of hatred and regret for his own incompetence.

Su Youyu tugged at the corner of Qin Xuan's clothes and muttered in a low voice, "He has already attained the Dao of the Great Emperor. He is an existence at the same level as Great Emperor Ziyang. We definitely cannot beat him. If we keep fighting, it's a dead end. Qin Xuan, why don't we surrender?"

"Su Youyu!"

Ning Waner glared at Su Youyu, angrily and indignantly saying, "Her Majesty the Empress has treated the six of us with great kindness. Now that Her Majesty is in trouble, do you want us to succumb to the lewd might of this demon god and betray Her Majesty?"

Su Youyu pursed her small mouth, feeling that she could not protect herself, so she had to retreat and settle for the next best thing, muttering softly with lack of confidence, "We can just go to die. Qin Xuan is not a person of the Mingyue Dynasty, so he doesn't need to die for the Mingyue Dynasty."

Inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower, Leng Li also warned, "Given the current situation, enduring temporarily is a helpless move. Otherwise, King Zhou Wu, who has already attained the Dao of the Great Emperor, I am afraid even with my reliance on the ancient prison-suppressing tower, I cannot contend with him. Even, I cannot escape from his palm. Even if he cannot destroy the ancient prison-suppressing tower in a short time, he will not be able to withstand his endless imprisonment."

Many heartfelt words rang continuously in Qin Xuan's ears. Qin Xuan looked up at King Zhou Wu's awe-inspiring Emperor's might and sighed, "Submission is too ugly a word. If you are willing to swear brotherhood with me, I can burn yellow paper and worship brothers with you right now, and acknowledge you, this ugly King Zhou Wu, as my younger brother!"

"Blasphemous!"

King Weiwu roared, "Qin Xuan, you are daring, how dare you collide with My Emperor!"

"I gave you a chance to live, but you don't cherish it. You deserve to be smashed into ten thousand pieces!"

"I ask My Emperor to suppress the thief Qin Xuan. We are willing to perform all kinds of torture for My Emperor to make his life worse than death!"

King Weiwu and the others were terrified in their hearts; they were all worried that Qin Xuan would succumb.

If King Zhou Wu spoke, even if there was immense hatred, they would not be able to vent it.

Fortunately, Qin Xuan did not know what was good for him.

Seeking his own death gave them an outlet for their hatred.

King Zhou Wu shook his head, "Obstinate!"

"It is just right to exterminate you all and use you as blood food to help me advance further!"

A sky-filling palm broke through the firmament and covered them from above.

From a long distance away, the barrier of the ancient prison-suppressing tower began to hum violently, and ripples rippled continuously.

The Emperor's might could not be blocked!

"This time it's really completely over!"

Su Youyu stepped forward and grabbed the corner of Qin Xuan's clothes.

She wanted to be with Qin Xuan when they went on the road. When they got to the underworld, she could also follow Qin Xuan. If someone bullied her, Qin Xuan could help her vent her anger.

Qing Ning and Scarlet Thorn also followed closely behind Qin Xuan's figure.

Everyone closed their eyes in despair.

Including the Disciples of the Yaochi Sacred Land, no one had any intention of refuting Qin Xuan's choice.

They were willing to follow Qin Xuan to die together.

Ning Waner gently stroked the head of the Underworld King, who was much shorter than her. Her beautiful eyes were full of sorrow, "Little Chen, it is Second Sister's incompetence. If it weren't for Second Sister being so weak, I wouldn't have caused you to die with me at such a young age."

Zhou Chen's young face was fearless, "I only hate that I cannot kill the rebel with my own hands, and it has also harmed Master Qin!"

Qin Xuan turned a deaf ear, looking at the bright, fiery palm, staring at it with intense focus.

This scene was so familiar.

Qin Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

Could it be that these Great Emperors all liked to slap him to death as if swatting an ant?

Crack—

The giant hand, when it was still ten thousand feet away from the ancient prison-suppressing tower, shattered like a reflection in a mirror and disappeared without a trace.

King Zhou Wu frowned, his Emperor's might sweeping unrestrainedly, "Who is it!?"

Seeing this, Qin Xuan's lips curled into a smile, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

He knew that the big sister among the seven Daughters of Luck would not be in trouble so easily, right?

The smile in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he urged, "Your Majesty the Empress, if you don't appear again, your younger brother and your confidants will all die at the hands of this King Zhou Wu."

"Zhou Wu?"

King Zhou Wu snorted coldly.

The space not far away began to shatter.

Empress Mingyue, dressed in a black dragon robe with gold threads depicting dragons and phoenixes, walked out with a cold expression.

She threw something casually, and a ball in her hand broke through the barrier and landed in front of King Weiwu and the others.

Roll, roll—

It rolled countless times before the ball finally stopped.

Everyone looked closely; what kind of ball was this?

It was clearly the head of Prince Zijing, who was guarding the outside, had great achievements, and was rumored to be about to attain the Dao of the Great Emperor.

The eyes were still wide open, the pupils shaking violently, and there was still a look of shock; the golden blood was even steaming.

It was clearly just slain not long ago!