Chapter 347: Lord of the Nether Clan
Chapter 347: Lord of the Nether Clan
Shock!
Suffocation!
Scalp tingling!
Luo Xinyi, Su Youyu, and the other Daughters of Luck who had not witnessed Qin Xuan claiming the seventh spot on the imperial ranking were all dumbfounded as they saw him break the Formation with a single strike of his heavenly desolation halberd.
The most shocked among them was Empress Zhou Wu, who was clutching the three lives mirror.
Her arms trembled as she looked at the Formation that had begun to crack and then shatter; her voice carried a hint of trembling, "The Formation, you really broke it?"
One must know that this Formation set up by the Nether Clan was the result of the combined full effort of three Peak King Realm experts and one Late Stage King Realm expert.
Even if she were to burn her essence blood with the help of the three lives mirror, she would have to risk her life just to attempt it.
And she still could not guarantee that she would be able to break it.
Yet Qin Xuan had destroyed this Formation completely with just a single strike?
A smile played on the corners of Qin Xuan's lips, his eyes glinting with a roguish look. He stared into Empress Zhou Wu's wavering beautiful eyes and said playfully, "Is it possible that everything Luo Xianian said was the truth?"
Previously, he had been unable to distinguish the real Empress Zhou Wu from the fake.
After all, Empress Zhou Wu herself Cultivated Nether Qi, and her aura was identical to that of The Imposter before him.
Furthermore, The Imposter had been lurking inside Empress Zhou Wu for who knows how many years, knowing her inside and out, making every movement 99% similar.
It was hard to tell the real from the fake, and he could not just go on a killing spree in front of Zhou Chen, Ning Waner, and the other women.
Besides, he still had a somewhat intimate relationship with Empress Zhou Wu.
He could not just go out for a trip and then be heartless after, right?
As for now, now that he had figured out their identities, what was there left for him to hide?
Did they think he, as a Child of Luck, would just hold back and intentionally let himself get slapped in the face?
"What a bizarre imperial weapon, to actually be able to break the Formation we set up together!"
The Imposter's expression shifted slightly. She stared at Qin Xuan and said coldly in an unquestionable tone, "Qin Xuan, as long as you defect to my Nether Clan, I guarantee that I will use Nether Qi to reshape your body. Relying on your talent to Cultivate, it is not impossible for you to become the number one general under my master in the future."
"By then, within my Nether Clan, you will be able to summon wind and rain, and everything you ask for will be granted!"
"Even having me serve you beneath your crotch is not just a fantasy!"
The Imposter cast flirtatious glances with every gesture.
I have to say!
I really have to say!
Empress Zhou Wu, who was always cold, unwilling, and resisted in every way—even when using Shangguan Ying's identity as a cover—suddenly took on such a seductive, self-offering appearance that even Qin Xuan felt a stir of desire upon seeing it.
He glanced at Empress Zhou Wu beside him and teased amusedly, "Is this also your innermost thought, which this Nether Clan has managed to discern!?"
"Nonsense!" Empress Zhou Wu's beautiful face flushed red, and she retorted angrily, "I do not know where this creature learned these words. Furthermore, she is a member of the Nether Clan herself; who knows if she has memories of her past!?"
The Imposter gave a light huff and said coquettishly, "Qin Xuan, you probably do not know that back then in the Underworld Kings Mansion, that Shang..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Empress Zhou Wu had already shot into the sky.
A fire-red Vermilion Bird soared behind her, diving towards The Imposter.
Empress Zhou Wu continuously unleashed palm imprints, roaring angrily, "Shut up! Say one more word, and I will drag you down with me to the grave!"
She was enraged!
Empress Zhou Wu was truly enraged!
Some things, even if she died, she would not want to be made public!
If Qin Xuan found out that the Shangguan Ying who let him bully her in the Underworld Kings Mansion a while ago was actually her own Soul inside that body, she would not be able to close her eyes even in death!
The Imposter and Empress Zhou Wu clashed repeatedly in the air.
One was Late Stage King Realm, the other was Early Stage King Realm.
However, the Late Stage King Realm Imposter was, surprisingly, vaguely not a match for Empress Zhou Wu.
The Imposter grew angry and urged the three clan experts, "Are you not going to attack yet? The imperial weapon in this woman's hand is strange!"
Swish—
Three beams of Nether Qi shot towards Empress Zhou Wu like meteors.
By the time Empress Zhou Wu realized the danger, it was already too late, and she could not escape!
Just at that moment, with a pfft sound, the heavenly desolation halberd caught up from behind and, with a single strike, pierced through the chest of one of the Nether Clan members.
"Did you all forget that you still have me as an opponent?"
Qin Xuan appeared eerily behind the two Peak King Realm experts, his hands clutching their shoulders, a playful smile on his lips. "You were doing just fine staying underground, why did you have to run out and seek death?"
He exerted force with his arms, and the two Peak King Realm experts, as if subjected to millions of times the gravity, plummeted straight to the ground, smashing two huge craters into the earth!
Seeing this, The Imposter's expression became even more agitated. She urged them angrily, "Do not worry about me, kill Qin Xuan first! Do not damage the body, just obliterate his Soul!"
Qin Xuan turned his head, glanced at The Imposter, and shook his head boredly.
He simply raised his hand, and the Candle Dragon Rage Flame turned into specks of fire, falling from the sky.
The high temperature of this Candle Dragon Rage Flame was such that even a few specks of fire were enough to burn and crack the space of this world.
The three Nether Clan experts who were charging towards Qin Xuan all shuddered in terror when they touched the Candle Dragon Rage Flame, crying out in alarm:
"This is a special fire!"
"It is the fire of the True Dragon Clan!"
"Damn it! I am not reconciled! After lying dormant for countless years, why must I perish in these ruins!?"
The three Peak King Realm experts were burned to nothing but ash within the connected flames of the Candle Dragon Rage Flame, full of regret.
With a gust of wind, they vanished into smoke.
The Imposter struck Empress Zhou Wu back with a palm, and there was a hint of fear in her gaze as she looked at Qin Xuan.
She never expected that among this group of people, Empress Zhou Wu could not make waves, and Luo Xianian was not a match for her in a single exchange.
Yet it was a King Realm Qin Xuan who, with just a wave of his hand, obliterated three Peak King Realm Nether Clan experts!
"You possess a secret technique that allowed the True Dragon Clan's Three Thousand Dragon Flame to Breakthrough again!"
"However, you should not have made an enemy of my Nether Clan!"
"Beneath Mingyue Imperial City lies the Nether Vein of my Nether Clan!"
"The location of the Nether Vein is formed by the purest Bloodline of my Nether Clan, which is also my master!"
"Before my master, any Prodigy is like an ant that can be crushed at will!"
Empress Zhou Wu retreated to Qin Xuan's side and whispered a warning, "The Nether Vein beneath the Imperial Palace is extremely vast, and the Nether Qi is endless! Even after my Nether Imperial Dynasty has been drawing from it for over ten thousand years, I have never seen it diminish in the slightest. The creature behind this Imposter must be extremely dangerous!"
Qin Xuan stared straight at The Imposter and said coldly, "Tell him to get out here and meet me!"
The Imposter glared viciously at Qin Xuan. Nether Qi spilled from her body, drifting towards the Mingyue Imperial Palace and deep into the ground.
Only a moment later, The Imposter opened her eyes, puzzled, "My master is not in the Nether Vein!?"
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