150: Crush the immortals! Use darkness as nourishment?

That Peak Immortal was just about to reach out and crush this reckless human ant before him. His eyes were filled with mockery, as if he were watching a moth actively flying toward a divine mountain.

However.

That fair, slender palm was faster than his thoughts.

Even faster than light.

Without any sign of spatial fluctuation, that hand had already pierced through layers of protective Devilish Qi, ignored the obstruction of Immortal Laws, and abruptly appeared before him.

Then.

The five fingers spread open.

And gripped.

"Crack—!"

A tooth-aching sound of bone cracking echoed through the empty Demon Palace.

Time instantly froze.

The three Dark Great Emperors kneeling on the ground looked up in horror, the ghost fires in their eye sockets flickering violently, nearly extinguishing.

What did they see?

That human youth had actually gripped Lord Immortal's face with one hand!

Just like holding a chick waiting to be slaughtered!

"Is this the so-called... Immortal?"

Su Xuanchen looked closely at that hideous, scale-covered face, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly in extreme disappointment.

"Your skin is quite thick."

"Unfortunately, your bones are too brittle."

Before his voice had even faded.

Su Xuanchen's fingers suddenly exerted force.

Within his palm, Chaos Qi and Beginning Devilish Qi intertwined, transforming into a terrifying strangling force capable of obliterating all Daos.

"Explode... for me!"

"Boom—!!!"

A dull explosion sounded.

That head, which symbolized the supreme combat power of the Dark Great World and had looked down upon the eternal ages...

...exploded on the spot in Su Xuanchen's hand, like a ripe watermelon!

Black Immortal blood, mixed with white brain matter and bone fragments, splattered in all directions.

The headless corpse stood stiffly in place, the stump of its neck as smooth as a mirror, gushing with pitch-black Devilish Qi.

The three Dark Great Emperors gaped, gurgling sounds coming from their throats, unable to speak a single complete sentence.

Crushed... it was crushed?

That was a Peak Immortal!

Even in the Dark Great World, he was an overlord-like existence!

His head was crushed upon meeting?!

"Ah!!!"

A shrill roar, filled with endless fury and humiliation, emanated from the headless corpse.

Immortals possess an Immortal Physical Body and an indestructible Primordial Spirit.

As long as the Origin remains, they can experience Rebirth from a single drop of blood.

"Rumble—!!!"

Endless Dark Laws gathered.

The headless corpse retreated rapidly, the flesh at the neck writhing frantically.

In the blink of an eye.

A perfectly intact head grew back.

The high-and-mighty indifference on his face had vanished, replaced only by extreme, twisted ferocity and rage.

"Ant!!"

"How dare you injure my Dharma Body!!"

"I will pull out your Divine Soul and burn it over the Netherworld Devil Fire for billions of years!!"

The Immortal had gone mad.

What was his status?

Descending to this barren Xuanhuang Realm, he should have been invincible, enjoying the worship of all living beings.

Yet a native had crushed his head upon their first meeting!

This was a humiliation beyond compare!

"Darkness Descends! Myriad Demons Soul Devour!!"

The Immortal formed hand seals, and the Void Realm behind him collapsed.

Billions of pitch-black devilish shadows emerged from behind him, each emitting a heart-palpitating evil aura, converging into a black ocean to completely submerge Su Xuanchen.

However.

Su Xuanchen didn't even spare him a glance.

He casually shook off the Immortal blood on his hand and wiped it on his robes with a look of disgust.

Then.

He turned around and walked straight toward the altar.

There, the Dao Xuan Saintess was suspended by chains, her breath faint, her beautiful eyes filled with blankness and tears.

"Clang—!"

Su Xuanchen flicked his finger.

Those nine indestructible Dark Chains snapped instantly.

The Dao Xuan Saintess's delicate body went limp, falling from mid-air.

Su Xuanchen stepped forward and caught her steadily in his arms.

"Sorry."

Su Xuanchen looked at the pale face of the beauty in his arms, gently wiping away the blood at the corner of her mouth, his voice becoming a bit softer.

"I ran into a few flies on the way, which delayed me a bit."

"I've let you suffer."

Resting in his broad, warm embrace and feeling that powerful heartbeat, the Dao Xuan Saintess's tears could no longer be held back, bursting forth like a broken dam.

"You... why did you come..."

Her voice was choked with sobs, but it contained even more fear.

"That is a Peak Immortal... you can't beat him..."

"Go quickly... leave me alone..."

She struggled to push Su Xuanchen away, only to find herself completely powerless, unable to move the man even an inch.

"Go?"

Su Xuanchen raised an eyebrow as if he had heard a joke.

"In my, Su Xuanchen's, dictionary, the word 'escape' doesn't exist."

"Moreover..."

He lowered his head and planted a soft kiss on the Dao Xuan Saintess's smooth forehead.

"Someone touched my woman."

"If I don't tear this place down, how will I keep showing my face in the world?"

This scene.

Through the crack above the Demon Cave that hadn't fully closed, and the celestial phenomenon caused by the Dark Immortal's terrifying aura, this was eerily projected to the outside world.

Above the Sacred Ruins Continent, a massive Demon Mirror manifested.

Countless experts watching this place saw this shocking scene.

"It's Emperor Su!!"

"Heavens! He really fought his way inside!"

"Who is that headless... wait, that monster whose head grew back? Its aura is so terrifying!"

Su Family, Purple Heaven Palace.

Gu Lingshuang, Chang Xiyue, and the other women stared intently at Su Xuanchen in the image, their palms covered in cold sweat.

"That's... an Immortal!"

Chang Xiyue, once a Great Emperor with vast knowledge, had a trembling voice.

"And a Peak Immortal who is only one step away from being Crowned a King!"

"Husband..."

Everyone's heart leapt into their throats.

In the image.

The Immortal, seeing this human who ignored him and was even flirting with a woman, was about to explode with rage.

"Ignoring me?"

"You dare to ignore this seat!!"

"Die!!"

The Immortal took a step forward, the billions of devilish shadows behind him roaring in unison, transforming into a heaven-blotting dark devil hand that contained the terrifying will to corrode myriad worlds and corrupt all living beings, striking down fiercely toward Su Xuanchen.

This strike was launched in fury.

It was enough to evaporate an entire Star Domain in an instant!

The Dao Xuan Saintess sensed that world-destroying fluctuation.

She was in despair.

"It's too late..."

Looking at Su Xuanchen's face so close to hers, a look of resolve appeared in her eyes.

"Su Xuanchen, if there is a next life... I will marry you again."

"Boom—!"

The remaining blood of her Origin within her body burned without reservation.

Even if she died, she would block this strike for him!

Even if it was only for a split second!

However.

Just as she was about to rush out.

A large hand pressed down on her shoulder.

That hand was as heavy as a mountain, forcibly suppressing the sacred fire she had just ignited.

"Don't move."

Su Xuanchen's voice rang in her ear, his tone domineering and irresistible.

"Leave this kind of rough work of fighting and killing to men."

"You only need to..."

"Stand behind me and just watch."

The Dao Xuan Saintess was stunned.

She looked up and saw Su Xuanchen's profile.

There was no fear on that face.

Only... excitement?

Yes.

It was the excitement of a hunter seeing prey, of a glutton seeing a feast!

"Mere Devilish Qi."

Su Xuanchen turned around, shielding the Dao Xuan Saintess behind him.

Facing that heaven-covering dark devil hand capable of causing a True Immortal's fall, he opened his arms.

Not only did he not dodge.

But he seemed to want to embrace it!

"You..."

Seeing this, the Immortal laughed sinisterly.

"Seeking death!"

"My dark Devilish Qi originates from the Dark Origin; even an Immortal King would lose a layer of skin if they touched it!"

"Turn into a pool of pus for me!!"

"Boom—!!!"

The dark devil hand fell, completely swallowing Su Xuanchen's figure.

Endless darkness surged like ink, completely corroding that area of the Void Realm.

"Emperor Su!!"

Outside, countless people let out cries of despair.

The Dao Xuan Saintess's face turned ashen, and her heart stopped.

It's over.

Everything is over.

The Immortal looked at the surging darkness and laughed cruelly.

"This is the price of arrogan—"

Before he could finish his sentence.

His smile froze.

Because.

At the center of that extreme darkness.

A suction force.

A suction force more greedy than a black hole and more terrifying than an abyss erupted without warning!

"Whoosh—whoosh—!!"

The originally rampaging dark Devilish Qi actually collapsed toward the center uncontrollably.

As if... it was being eaten by something!

"*Burp~*"

A clear burp sounded from within the darkness.

Immediately after.

"Buzz—!"

A figure stepped out of the darkness.

He was surrounded by dark-gold devilish light, and his skin was covered in ancient and mysterious Devil Markings.

Behind him.

A ten-thousand-zhang-tall phantom of a Beginning Demon with three heads and six arms was opening its bloody maw, swallowing the last wisp of dark Devilish Qi into its belly.

Su Xuanchen.

Unscathed!

Even... his aura was more terrifying than before!

He licked his lips, looking at the stunned Immortal with eyes full of lingering desire.

"The taste is not bad."

"It tastes like... aged wine."

"Is there more?"

"Give me some more."

The Immortal took three steps back, pointing at Su Xuanchen with his finger trembling violently.

"You... you..."

"You ate my Origin Devilish Qi?!"

"This is impossible!!"

"You are human! How could you possibly devour the Dark Origin?!"

His worldview had collapsed.

This was the supreme power of the Dark Great World! It was a poison that infected all heavens and made countless worlds tremble with fear!

How did it become a buffet in this kid's mouth?!

Su Xuanchen cracked his neck, making a sound like popping beans.

The Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Primordial Demon Body within him had been pushed to its limit.

The massive energy he had just devoured was frantically washing over his physical barriers.

"Nothing is impossible."

Su Xuanchen looked up, his originally golden eyes having turned into a bottomless ink-black.

Darker than darkness.

More demonic than a demon.

"Before my Physique."

"Your so-called darkness..."

Su Xuanchen took a step forward.

"Boom—!!!"

An unparalleled demonic might that surpassed the Immortal and made the entire Demon Abyss wail erupted from his body.

That was the might of the Beginning Demon!

The Ancestor of Myriad Demons!

"It's nothing more than inferior nourishment."

Su Xuanchen extended a finger and pointed at the terrified Immortal, declaring domineeringly:

"A mere Immortal."

"Can be killed with a flick of a finger."