268: Snatching food from a tiger's mouth! This divine child is just that shameless!

A hand slowly reached out from that pitch-black crack.

It was a withered, bloated giant hand covered in dark green long hair, with nails as black as scimitars and corpse spots that had been congealed for billions of years.

It didn't look like a hand, but more like a piece of rotting meat dug out from the filthiest mud of the Netherworld.

Just by protruding halfway, it covered the entire sky.

The decaying corpse Qi erupting from every pore caused the rocks below to silently turn into sand. The air was filled with a foul stench of rust and mud; inhaling even a trace of it made one's Divine Soul feel as if it were being soaked in corpse water, continuously dissolving.

The giant hand descended with a clear target—the nine nether bell that was being slowly pulled into the air by the power of the sacrifice.

"It's coming..."

Liu Canghai lay prone among the rubble, the last light in his cloudy old eyes completely extinguished.

He couldn't even feel fear, because under the pressure emitted by that hand, his Divine Soul had already begun to dissolve, making it impossible to even maintain the emotion of 'fear.'

This was not a power of the mortal realm.

"Jie jie jie... It's done! It's done!"

The Heavenly Demon's illusory shadow laughed wildly in mid-air, the heat in his eyes almost setting himself on fire.

"As long as the Fallen Immortal Lord obtains the sacrifice, this world will change masters!"

The green-haired giant hand seemed to understand, its descent suddenly accelerating. Its five fingers spread slightly, reaching for the nine nether bell like a closing cage.

Once the Emperor Weapon was in hand, the sacrifice would be irreversible.

The terrifying existence behind the crack would descend completely!

Despair spread through the Nine Nether Demon Mountain like a plague.

Everyone resigned themselves to fate.

Except for Su Chen.

He stared fixedly at that hand, his brain working at an unprecedented speed. The look of a salted fish faded from his eyes, replaced by the madness of a hunter eyeing his prey.

Su Chen turned his head abruptly and shouted quickly to Ye Linghan, who was still watching the show beside him.

"Lend me some Devilish Qi to block the wind!"

Ye Linghan's exotic Phoenix eyes, which had originally held a trace of lazy amusement, narrowed slightly the moment she heard those words.

What she saw was not Su Chen asking for help, but a fleeting, mad thought deep within his Divine Soul to pierce through the heavens.

In an instant, the laziness on her face vanished, replaced by an extremely rare, heartfelt... amusement and playfulness.

[Interesting...]

[My man is indeed different from those ants who only know how to kneel and beg for mercy.]

Instead of stopping him, a cruel arc curled at the corner of her mouth, and a trace of extremely pure Fallen Immortal Devilish Qi was silently transferred into Su Chen's body.

A burst of extremely brilliant silver light erupted from Su Chen's body.

Great Void Technique!

His figure suddenly blurred and vanished from the spot.

The next instant.

High up in the Nine Heavens, under the gaze of everyone and in a suffocating atmosphere.

Between the sky-blotting green-haired giant hand and the pitch-black nine nether bell.

A speck of white light suddenly appeared out of thin air!

Su Chen's figure abruptly appeared in the center of the storm!

He stepped firmly onto the top of the massive nine nether bell!

"What?!"

The Heavenly Demon, who was preparing to kneel and welcome the holy arrival, almost had his eyeballs fall out of his illusory face.

Is that kid crazy?!

That is a spatial crack connecting two worlds! It is the core area enveloped by the Fallen Immortal's Divine Might!

The spatial turbulence and decaying corpse Qi there would strip the skin off even a Great Emperor. Is he, a mere brat, rushing in there to be cremated on the spot?!

However, a scene that completely broke the Heavenly Demon occurred.

With a thin layer of silver light and a trace of pure Devilish Qi intertwined around him, Su Chen actually managed to stand firm in the center of that terrifying storm!

"Hey! You green-haired one up there!"

Standing on top of the giant bell, Su Chen was as small as a speck of dust, yet he arrogantly stood with hands on his hips, looking up and shouting a provocation at that hand that was enough to make the historians of the entire Xuanyuan Continent crash on the spot.

"Is this bell from your house? You're just taking it?"

"Do you understand the concept of first come, first served?"

"You're so old, yet you're still acting like a child stealing toys. Do you even want that old face of yours anymore?!"

Silence.

Absolute dead silence.

Below, the slumped Liu Ruyan forgot to cry, the tears gathered in her peach blossom eyes frozen. She stared with her mouth agape, completely unable to comprehend this surreal scene.

The heavily injured Liu Canghai coughed up a mouthful of blood—not because of his injuries, but purely out of shock from Su Chen's words!

Who was he cursing at?

He was... insulting that unknown and terrifying Fallen Immortal Lord from the Netherworld?

This wasn't just tired of living.

This was being afraid he wouldn't die fast enough or creatively enough!

Sure enough.

The giant hand, which had been slowly reaching out, suddenly paused.

Immediately after, an indescribable will of rage, like billions of volcanoes erupting, crashed down through the crack!

"Ant..."

A decaying voice, sounding like countless corpses rubbing against each other in a throat, exploded directly in the depths of Su Chen's Soul.

"Die!"

The giant hand stopped trying to grab the bell.

It suddenly clenched into a fist, and an index finger thicker than a mountain range crushed straight down toward Su Chen on top of the bell!

Before that finger even landed, the space beneath Su Chen's feet was already overloaded, shattering inch by inch like a mirror!

The terrifying pressure made him feel as if every inch of his bones was groaning, and his Divine Soul felt as if it were being repeatedly crushed on a grindstone. The pain was extreme!

[Holy crap! Such a glass heart?! You can't even take a joke?!]

Su Chen felt his bones wailing under that pressure.

But he didn't dodge.

Not only did he not dodge, but a mad arc also spread across the corners of his mouth. He crouched down and pressed both hands firmly onto the ice-cold nine nether bell beneath his feet.

"Want to kill me?"

A trace of genuine heartache flashed in Su Chen's eyes, but it was outweighed by a look of absolute determination to go all out!

"Then let's see if your finger is harder, or if This Divine Son's fireworks... are louder!"

[Great Sacrifice Technique, activate!]

[Sacrifice target locked: Emperor Weapon—nine nether bell!]

[Sacrifice objective: This impolite green-haired monster above my head!]

[For me... EXPLODE!!!]