269: A reciprocal gesture! Your imperial weapon? No, that's my giant firecracker!

The "Great Sacrifice Technique."

This was one of the many outrageous Divine Abilities Su Chen had obtained from writing in his diary.

Its mechanics were extremely domineering: as long as it was a high-tier treasure "owned" by the host, it could serve as a sacrifice. Its full power would be instantly detonated, and this destructive force would be multiplied based on the treasure's rank, transforming into a one-time ultimate strike.

And at this very moment, the masterless nine nether bell—which Su Chen was stepping on with his feet and pressing down with his hands—was his "temporary property"!

"Buzz—!!!!"

The nine nether bell, originally dark, primitive, and radiating an air of suppression, changed the instant Su Chen activated the Divine Ability.

It was no longer passively emitting Imperial Might; instead, it began to... burn!

The countless ancient runes on the bell's body, once dim, now flared up like a fire doused in hot oil, instantly erupting with a blinding crimson-gold divine light!

An extremely unstable and violently destructive fluctuation surged frantically from within the bell's body!

This was the Dao Fruit that a Peak Great Emperor—the Nine Nether Great Emperor—had spent his entire life refining. It was the accumulation of hundreds of thousands of years of foundation within this Imperial Weapon, and at this moment, Su Chen ignited it all at once in the most wasteful and crude manner possible!

"This... what is this Aura?!"

The terrifying giant hand, which had been about to crush Su Chen with a single finger, suddenly froze.

The Fallen Immortal behind the rift also seemed to sense that something was wrong.

The "sacrifice" that had been so well-behaved now felt to him like a piece of warm jade suddenly turning into a supernova on the verge of exploding!

"Bastard!!!"

"What are you doing?!"

The Sky Demon below finally reacted, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.

He could feel the nine nether bell "melting" and "disintegrating"!

This kid wasn't trying to steal the Imperial Weapon!

He was going to destroy the Imperial Weapon!

"What am I doing?"

The smile on Su Chen's face grew even more radiant, even carrying a hint of ferocity.

Looking up at the green-haired finger that was mere inches away, he shouted loudly:

"Inviting this 'Lord Fallen Immortal' from afar to watch the most expensive firework show in the Xuanyuan Continent, of course!"

"This is an Imperial Weapon!"

"Don't mention it! It's on me!"

As Su Chen accelerated the activation of his Divine Ability, the Origin essence of the nine nether bell was frantically extracted and compressed at an unprecedented speed!

In an instant, a fist-sized light orb, pitch-black and wrapped in countless tiny streaks of blood-red lightning, slowly emerged in his palm.

The orb wasn't large, yet it seemed to be the source of all destruction in the world.

The light, space, and even the Laws around it were distorted and devoured by its own terrifying mass.

"No... impossible!" The Sky Demon's illusory shadow fluctuated violently as he let out a non-human scream. "You... you actually dare to detonate an Imperial Weapon?! You lunatic! You complete lunatic!"

He couldn't understand it!

This was an Imperial Weapon! A supreme treasure capable of suppressing the Luck of an entire Orthodoxy for ten thousand generations!

Who would be willing to part with it? Who would dare to do such a thing?!

"Lunatic?" Su Chen heard him. He looked up, grinned to reveal his white teeth, and smiled like an innocent child.

He tossed the black orb, which condensed all the power of the Imperial Weapon, toward the pitch-black rift as casually as throwing a stone.

"This is just the beginning."

"Explode!"

A single word was softly uttered.

There was no earth-shattering sound, nor a world-destroying Aura.

The tiny black orb, at the moment of contact with that giant green-haired hand, silently... annihilated.

At this moment, time was forcibly paused.

All sound, all color, and everything else vanished in an instant.

Then.

A "black sun," so blinding that words could not describe it, blossomed violently in the sky!

BOOM—!!!!!!!!

This power had completely surpassed the scope of an ordinary Great Emperor, approaching the full-strength strike of a Seventh or Eighth-Layer Great Emperor!

"No—!!!"

From within the rift, that decaying voice for the first time carried a roar of terror and pain.

The overbearing giant green-haired finger couldn't even last a split second upon touching the "black sun"; it melted and vaporized instantly like snow exposed to sunlight!

Then came the fist, the palm, and the entire arm!

"AAAAAHHHH!!!"

The incredibly shrill screams pierced through the world's barriers, echoing throughout the southwestern corner of the Xuanyuan Continent.

Under the terrifying power of the Imperial Weapon's self-detonation, the sky-blotting hand of the Fallen Immortal was blown into dust right from its base!

Green hair, rotten flesh, and black blood rained down from the sky like a torrential downpour, pitter-pattering as they hit the ground.

Every drop of black blood that landed corroded the earth into a bottomless pit.

But it didn't end there!

The violent explosive shockwave didn't stop just because it had shredded a hand; instead, carrying world-destroying power, it slammed fiercely into the spatial rift!

RUMBLE—!

The spatial tunnel that originally connected the two worlds was like a piece of fragile glass hit head-on by a hammer.

Collapse!

A total collapse!

Spatial turbulence raged wildly, churning everything around the rift into nothingness.

"Damned bug!!!"

"This seat has remembered your Aura! Once my true body..."

The unwilling roar of the Fallen Immortal behind the rift was still echoing, but it was immediately drowned out by the sound of the spatial collapse.

The sky that had been torn open not only healed under the massive explosive counterforce, but the surrounding space was even warped and overlapped by the blast, forming a spatial fault capable of strangling anything.

No matter how strong that Fallen Immortal was, he could forget about locating these coordinates again anytime soon!

Only the yet-to-dissipate blinding light and deafening echoes remained between heaven and earth.

The nine nether bell was gone.

That terrifying Fallen Immortal had been driven back.

And the culprit... "Su Chen!!!"

Liu Ruyan cried out toward the sky in desperation.

In the center of such an explosion, even a Great Emperor would be reduced to ashes. Su Chen... how could he possibly survive?!

"This kid..."

Even Ye Linghan, who had been calmly watching the show, now had a rare look of astonishment on her usually placid face.

She hadn't expected Su Chen to actually dare to pull such a stunt.

Just when everyone thought Su Chen had died a heroic death to save the Demon Realm, with not even his ashes remaining...

"Cough, cough, cough... um..."

"Could someone catch me... my legs... my legs have gone weak..."

A weak yet extremely punchable voice abruptly drifted out from the edge of the explosion's aftermath.