150: Chapter 150 Immortal King's Decree?

Inside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, there was a deathly silence.

Yao Chen, the Grand Elder of Medicine God Valley, knelt on the cold golden bricks, his entire body limp like a puddle of mud, as if his bones had been removed.

His body was trembling violently, not out of fear, but out of a sense of bewilderment and shock that transcended fear.

He was dead.

Lei Xiao, the Grand Elder of Fenglei Pavilion—a peerless expert who stood equal to him, also standing at the Peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, and capable of summoning wind and rain across the Central Immortal Realm—had just... died.

There was no earth-shattering clash of Divine Abilities, no terrifying phenomenon of collapsing Laws, and not even a single scream.

It was just that simple; the man on the Imperial Throne, who was excessively young, had casually extended a finger and lightly tapped.

And then, he was cleanly wiped from this world, from the long river of time and space, and from the Laws of Karma, leaving not even a trace of his existence.

What kind of power was this?!

Yao Chen's mind went blank; he exhausted all the knowledge he had gained from living for millions of years, yet he could not comprehend the scene that had just occurred.

That was not a mighty power that a Grand Unity Golden Immortal could possess, absolutely not!

Could it be... an Immortal King?

The supreme existence of legend, of whom barely one appears in an entire epoch, capable of setting the rules of the Great Dao and changing the world with a single word as their Will Manifests as Law?

Once this thought emerged, it was like wild grass, occupying his entire Divine Soul, making him chilled to the bone, as if he had fallen into an icy abyss of the Nine Nethers.

What kind of taboo existence had he and the forces behind him provoked?!

On both sides of the main hall, Zhao Wuji and dozens of other newly promoted Grand Unity Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Court were equally shaken to their cores by this scene.

They knew His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor was strong, but they never dreamed he could be strong to such an unfathomable degree!

A single tap to kill a Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

This was no longer a question of strength; this was an absolute chasm in the hierarchy of life, a difference as vast as heaven and earth between a Divine Dragon and an ant!

After the shock came an indescribable fervor and pride!

With such a Heavenly Emperor presiding over them, why worry that the Heavenly Court would not flourish?

Why fear the myriad enemies of the Immortal Realm?!

"Now..."

On the Imperial Throne, Li Xuan's indifferent voice broke the silence of the hall, causing Yao Chen's heart to sink abruptly.

"Do you still think you have the qualifications to negotiate with this Emperor?"

"Thump!"

Yao Chen could no longer hold himself up; he threw himself prostrate, his forehead slamming heavily onto the golden bricks with a dull thud.

Tears and snot streaming down his face, he no longer possessed even a shred of the bearing of a Grand Elder of the Central Immortal Realm; his voice was hoarse beyond recognition as he frantically cried out for mercy:

"Spare me, Your Majesty! Spare me, Your Majesty!"

"This lowly immortal was blind and did not recognize Mount Tai! This lowly immortal was blinded by greed and dared to offend the holy presence of the Heavenly Emperor!"

"It was all the fault of that idiot Lei Xiao! It was his own decision, his own arrogance and ignorance! It has nothing to do with this lowly immortal, nothing to do with Medicine God Valley!"

In order to survive, he did not hesitate to push all responsibility onto Lei Xiao, who didn't even have ashes left, clearing himself completely.

Li Xuan looked down at him, his gaze indifferent, as if looking at an insignificant dead object.

Just as Yao Chen felt his Divine Soul was about to collapse, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and a glimmer of light abruptly ignited in his despairing eyes.

"The Decree! Yes! There is still the Decree!"

While kowtowing frantically, he shouted eagerly:

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger! This lowly immortal... this lowly immortal did not come alone! We were merely the vanguard; the true big shot... no, no, no, the true mastermind is the Qianyang Immortal King of the 'Qianyang Immortal Palace' in the Central Immortal Realm!"

Qianyang Immortal King!

As these four words were spoken, the atmosphere inside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall suddenly tightened.

Even Zhao Wuji and the other Grand Unity Golden Immortals of the Heavenly Court subconsciously held their breath, a flash of solemnity in their eyes.

Immortal King!

That was the true supreme Dominator, standing at the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm, overlooking the changes of epochs!

Every Immortal King represented an immortal myth, representing a supreme Dao that had reached its ultimate limit!

Li Xuan's strength had already exceeded their imagination.

But in the face of a true Immortal King, what could be done?

Seeing the solemn expressions on everyone's faces, Yao Chen seemed to have grasped a straw to save his life, and his courage grew a little.

He scrambled to pull out from his storage Immortal Artifact a scroll woven entirely from golden divine silkworm silk, imprinted with countless suns, moons, stars, and Dao runes.

As soon as this scroll appeared, a vast, majestic, and supreme kingly aura permeated the area!

"Hum—"

The scroll unfolded automatically, and a dazzling force of the Immortal King's Law shot into the sky, transforming into a majestic phantom that stood between heaven and earth above the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

The phantom's face could not be seen, but just by standing there, it made the Laws of the entire world bow down to him, making dozens of Grand Unity Golden Immortals feel their Dao Fruits trembling, and they couldn't help but want to kneel down!

"The Immortal King's Decree is here! To see the Decree is to see the Immortal King in person!"

Yao Chen held the Decree, as if he had a massive backer, his voice becoming loud and resonant, carrying an undisguised smugness.

"Li Xuan! This is a Decree personally written by the Qianyang Immortal King! The Immortal King has ordered you to immediately hand over Dan Xin and bring all the resources of the Heavenly Court to the Central Immortal Realm, kneel outside the Qianyang Immortal Palace, and await judgment!"

"The Immortal King's order is Heaven's will! If you dare to defy it, you are an enemy of the entire orthodox Immortal Realm! You will surely suffer divine retribution, your body and soul will be destroyed, and you will never be reincarnated for eternity!"

He finished speaking in one breath, feeling exhilarated.

He did not believe that in this fragmented Immortal Realm, anyone would dare to openly defy the Decree of an Immortal King!

No matter how strong this young man named Li Xuan was, at most he was just a newly promoted Immortal King, or perhaps he had some trump card of the Immortal King level.

But the Qianyang Immortal King had been famous for a long time; he was one of the veteran Immortal Kings of the Central Immortal Realm, with a renowned reputation that had suppressed the ages!

He could not possibly dare to openly oppose the Qianyang Immortal King for the sake of a woman!

The hall became even quieter.

Everyone's gaze converged on Li Xuan on the Imperial Throne, waiting for his decision.

But to everyone's surprise,

On Li Xuan's face, not only was there no solemnity or apprehension, but instead, a trace of... undisguised... annoyance appeared.

It was the feeling of someone enjoying the scenery, but constantly having a fly buzzing in their ear.

He slowly stood up from the Nine Dragon Imperial Throne.

Step by step, he walked down the white jade stairs.

His movements were very slow, and every step he took was silent, yet it felt as if he were stepping on the heartbeat of the Great Dao, making Yao Chen, who was holding the Decree, feel an inexplicable tightness in his heart.

Li Xuan walked in front of him, lowered his eyelids, and glanced at the golden Decree that was radiating boundless light and endless majesty.

Then, he asked in a tone so indifferent it was almost cold:

"Immortal King's Decree?"

Yao Chen subconsciously puffed out his chest, thinking the other party had been intimidated by the Immortal King's might, and was preparing to speak again to emphasize the inviolability of the Immortal King's Decree.

But he hadn't had time to speak.

Li Xuan reached out and "took" the Decree from his hands.

The Decree seemed to sense immense humiliation; the Immortal King's Law force upon it erupted, bursting with light a hundred times more dazzling than before, trying to break free from Li Xuan's palm!

That power was enough to blast an ordinary Grand Unity Golden Immortal into dust!

However, Li Xuan's palm was as steady as a rock.

He just gave a light squeeze.

"Hum..."

That arrogant golden Decree was like a rooster whose neck had been pinched; all its light and all its majesty were instantly and forcibly extinguished, snuffed out completely!

The entire scroll became as docile as an ordinary piece of paper, held in Li Xuan's hand.

The smugness on Yao Chen's face froze, replaced by utter astonishment and incredulity.

Li Xuan, holding the once-arrogant Immortal King's Decree, looked down at the black cloud-patterned boots on his feet.

The boots were spotless, clean as new.

But Li Xuan seemed to have discovered something dirty and slightly frowned.

He muttered to himself, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching the ears of everyone in the hall.

"Huh? It seems I just stepped on a bit of dust."

After saying this.

Under the gaze of Yao Chen, whose eyes were gradually widening, filled with shock, fear, disbelief, and finally turning ash-gray.

Under the gaze of the dozens of Heavenly Court Grand Unity Golden Immortals, including Zhao Wuji, whose eyeballs were almost popping out of their sockets.

Li Xuan... slowly bent down.

With the hand holding the golden Decree, he gently wiped back and forth on the surface of his spotless boots...

The action was so casual, so natural.

It was as if what he held in his hand was not an Immortal King's Decree that represented the supreme authority of the Immortal Realm, enough to make billions of living beings worship it.

But just a piece of... casually picked up, disposable... rag.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Yao Chen's thoughts completely stopped.

He opened his mouth but could not make a sound.

He wanted to blink, but found his eyelids were frozen.

He felt that his lifelong worldview, values, and cultivation philosophy had all been shattered by a brute force and ground into powder!

Using... using an Immortal King's Decree... to wipe shoes?!

This... this was no longer arrogance!

This was the most naked blasphemy against the concept of an "Immortal King"!

After the golden Decree had been used to wipe his boots, the last trace of divinity upon it seemed to have been extinguished.

It no longer radiated any light, just hanging limply in Li Xuan's hand, like a foot-wiping rag discarded in a stinking ditch and soaked for three days and three nights, exuding an aura of "humiliation."

After wiping his shoes, Li Xuan straightened up, a satisfied expression on his face, as if he had truly cleaned his shoes.

Then, as if throwing away some trash, he casually flicked his hand, tossing the now "unrecognizable" Decree back into the arms of the already terrified Yao Chen.

"Hold onto it."

Li Xuan's tone remained indifferent, as if he had done a trivial little thing.

"Go back and tell that... what's-his-name... Qianyang Immortal King."

"If he has business, he can come to my Southern Heaven Gate in person and say it while kneeling."

Stopping here, he paused, his tone chilling, and added word by word:

"If he dares to send any more stray cats or dogs to make noise in front of this Emperor..."

His gaze swept over the open space where Elder Lei Xiao had once stood.

"Their end shall be the same as this person!"

Having said that, Li Xuan couldn't even be bothered to look at Yao Chen again; he turned and walked step by step back to his Imperial Throne.

"Zhao Wuji."

He instructed indifferently.

"Your servant is here!"

Zhao Wuji was startled and quickly knelt down, his voice trembling due to extreme excitement.

"Take these two piles of trash and... throw them out for me."

"As you command!"

Zhao Wuji loudly accepted the order, feeling a surge of heroism in his chest!

He strode forward, picking up the distraught Yao Chen and the few Medicine God Valley Disciples who had long since fainted, one in each hand like clutching chicks, and strode out of the hall.

When he passed those few Fenglei Pavilion Disciples who were looking at each other in bewilderment, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"His Majesty said 'two piles' of trash."

Having said that, he waved his large hand, sweeping this group of guys who had long since been scared out of their wits away with him.

Soon, outside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, a few dull thuds of bodies hitting the ground were heard, followed by Zhao Wuji's scolding, filled with satisfaction and disdain.

Inside the main hall, silence returned.

Li Xuan leaned back on the wide Imperial Throne, picked up the cup of still-warm Immortal Tea, took a light sip, his gaze distant, as if piercing through endless time and space, landing on the far-off Central Immortal Realm.

He was very satisfied with today's performance.