153: Fishing is too slow.

Above the Demon Den, that Immortal aura that transcended the myriad Daos and made all living beings tremble had completely dissipated.

What followed was a deathly silence.

And a panic that swept through the entire Demon Den.

"The Lord Immortal... has fallen?"

"Run!!"

The remaining Dark Creatures scattered like headless flies, fleeing in all directions as order collapsed within the Demon Den.

Before the Demon Palace.

Three Dark Creatures with auras comparable to Great Emperors froze in place. The Devilish Qi swirling around them fluctuated violently, a manifestation of the fear originating from the depths of their Souls.

The Immortal had fallen.

They had become turtles trapped in a jar.

Escape?

Where could they escape to?

When that man, dressed in snow-white clothes and looking like a god or demon, cast his gaze toward them, the three Dark Great Emperors couldn't even summon the thought of running away.

It was an absolute suppression of their very level of existence.

Like ants looking up at a Soaring Dragon, even breathing became a luxury.

Su Xuanchen did not act immediately.

He simply stood there quietly. With a lift of his hand, immeasurable Divine Might was released as a pure white, flawless giant hand swept across.

"No!!"

That Master of the Demon Palace, who had been fanatically worshipping just moments ago, didn't even have time to let out a scream before he turned into fly ash under that giant hand.

Not even a trace was left behind.

After doing all this, Su Xuanchen's gaze finally landed on the three Dark Great Emperors.

That look was flat and indifferent, as if he were looking at three stones blocking the road.

*Gulp.*

One Dark Great Emperor swallowed hard, his decaying heart thumping wildly.

He watched his kin who were scattering and fleeing, only to be crushed into blood mist by an invisible aura. His eyes were filled with unwillingness and despair.

"Fight him to the death!!"

The most hot-tempered of the Dark Great Emperors let out a roar like a trapped beast.

His Devilish Qi surged as he sacrificed a black battle-axe stained with Emperor's blood, igniting his final Battle Intent in an attempt to perish together with Su Xuanchen.

"Fight!"

He roared, transforming into a streak of black light and charging resolutely at Su Xuanchen.

Su Xuanchen looked at him, his eyes calm and undisturbed.

He simply raised his hand and threw a simple punch toward that streak of light.

There were no earth-shaking phenomena.

Nor was there any world-destroying Divine Might.

*Boom!*

A dull, explosive sound rang out.

That high-spirited Dark Great Emperor, along with the Emperor Weapon battle-axe in his hand, exploded directly in mid-air.

Turning into a cloud of ink-colored blood mist.

One punch.

An instant kill.

The remaining two Dark Great Emperors were completely scared out of their wits.

One of them, seeing his companion's end, could no longer muster any Battle Intent. He turned around, intending to tear open the Void Realm and flee.

The other was caught in indecision between fighting and fleeing.

Su Xuanchen shook his head, very dissatisfied with their performance.

He threw another punch.

It was still a plain and unremarkable punch.

"Boom!"

The indecisive Dark Great Emperor didn't even see how the punch arrived before he followed in his companion's footsteps, exploding into a cloud of Devilish Qi on the spot.

The last one.

That Dark Great Emperor, who had already fled to the vicinity of the Boundary Gate and had half a foot inside, just began to feel a bit of relief at having survived a disaster.

Suddenly.

A hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed him by the neck.

*Crack!*

Su Xuanchen's figure had appeared behind him at some unknown point.

His five fingers tightened.

That indestructible dark Emperor body actually shattered inch by inch in his hand like porcelain.

"No..."

The Dark Great Emperor let out a despairing roar.

Su Xuanchen gave him no chance to speak. With a backhand grab, he directly pulled a terrified Primordial Spirit out of that shattered Physical Body.

At this point.

The three Dark Great Emperors were all suppressed!

The entire process hadn't even taken three breaths of time.

Su Xuanchen held that Primordial Spirit and swept it with his Divine Thought, finally understanding the situation.

As it turned out, these so-called Dark Great Emperors were merely Pseudo-Emperors forcibly spawned by relying on that mass of Immortal Essence.

Their Foundations were hollow, and their combat power was pathetic.

Compared to a powerhouse like him who had cultivated step by step, they were simply worlds apart.

Outside.

Through the unclosed rift above the Demon Den, the countless powerhouses who witnessed this scene had long since fallen into a deathly silence.

"One punch for each... Great Emperor?"

"Is this real? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

In the Emperor Dao Domain, Emperor Su must have reached the very end! The true Peak!"

"His path is destined to be invincible!"

Countless people marveled and worshipped.

Su Xuanchen, however, ignored the commotion outside.

Standing above the Demon Den, he opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing all the churning Devilish Qi around him into his belly.

This Devilish Qi was both the nourishment for his Beginning Demon Body and the best shield to obscure heavenly secrets.

He closed his eyes.

Inside his body, under the infusion of the massive amount of Devilish Qi, every cell of the Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Primordial Demon Body transformed into a tiny heart, beating violently.

Every beat washed away the Impurities in his body and solidified his invincible Foundation.

His strength didn't surge explosively, but that feeling of controlling everything and being immune to all laws became increasingly clear.

A moment later.

Su Xuanchen opened his eyes.

He looked at the trembling Primordial Spirit in his hand and the other two masses of remnant Souls he had imprisoned. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of playfulness.

"I will give you a chance to live."

Su Xuanchen's voice echoed within the remnant Souls of the three Dark Great Emperors.

"Widen the Boundary Gate."

"Let even stronger dark existences descend."

"Do this, and you may live."

One of the remnant Souls let out a shrill roar upon hearing this.

"Human Race! Don't even think about it!"

"My Dark Race will never accept such humiliation!"

"Is that so?"

Su Xuanchen's gaze turned cold.

*Puff!*

A soft sound.

The shouting remnant Soul was crushed by him from a distance, completely annihilated.

The other remnant Soul was scared half to death by the sight of his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, yet he still refused to submit.

Su Xuanchen didn't bother wasting words and pointed a finger.

The second Dark Great Emperor, fallen!

The last remaining Primordial Spirit completely broke down.

In the face of the ultimate fear of life and death, so-called dignity was worthless.

"I... I agree!"

The Primordial Spirit sent out a thought of terror.

Su Xuanchen casually threw it toward that flickering Boundary Gate.

The Primordial Spirit didn't dare to disobey in the slightest, yet infinite malice and hatred burned in its heart.

He burned his final Origin and spat out essence blood, widening that Boundary Gate at any cost.

"Su Xuanchen! You wait!"

"When stronger existences descend, they will surely tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

Under the nourishment of the dark Origin, the Boundary Gate gradually expanded, becoming increasingly deep and ominous.

This scene left the powerhouses watching from outside completely dumbfounded.

"What is Emperor Su doing?!"

"Is he crazy? He's actually taking the initiative to lead the wolves into the house?!"

In the Hun Kun Academy camp.

The Dao Xuan Saintess's clear and beautiful face was also filled with shock and confusion.

She could not understand the intention behind Su Xuanchen's actions at all.

Until.

Su Xuanchen turned his head, his gaze meeting hers, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

He spoke, his voice light yet clearly reaching her ears.

"Fishing is too slow."

"I prefer..."

"To just drain the fish pond."

The Dao Xuan Saintess's body trembled as if struck by lightning.

She stared blankly at the man, looking at his eyes that were as vast as the starry sky, her heart pounding incessantly.

He... he actually wanted to use this opportunity to kill even stronger dark existences?!

What kind of domineering spirit was this!

What kind of self-confidence?!