352: Lu Xuan with full divinity! Immortal indifference!

Chapter 349: Lu Xuan, Full of Divinity! The Indifference of an Immortal!

The words had barely fallen!

Within Lu Xuan's eyes, a tide of azure spiritual light surged.

Gradually, a profound vortex formed, as if connecting to some unknown, vast world.

As the blue vortex swirled, abstruse Dao rhyme faintly circulated, causing one's soul to tremble upon sight.

The Holy Fire Emperor's eyes widened in terror, his hand clutching the crimson token trembling uncontrollably.

He watched with his own eyes as the Crimson Flame Token, symbolizing the Supreme authority of Liuyan Valley, disintegrated inch by inch under Lu Xuan's gaze.

Finally, it transformed into a crystalline crimson dust, scattering like fine sand through his fingers.

The moment the token shattered, a boundless, abyssal pressure suddenly descended.

The might of it was so strong that the entire heaven and earth seemed to tremble.

Above the entire Imperial Palace, the winds and clouds changed color.

The clear sky for thousands of miles was instantly obscured by heavy dark clouds, and hurricanes roamed within the cloud layers.

"Rumble—"

Amidst deafening roars, the palace pillars, crafted from thousand-year-old spiritual wood, began to shake violently, and countless spiderweb-like cracks appeared on their surfaces.

The embedded precious jewels and jade fell one after another, striking the shattered golden bricks with crisp sounds.

Creak, creak, creak...

Accompanied by teeth-grinding cracking sounds, the floor tiles, carved from solid gold and jade, also cracked inch by inch.

A bottomless chasm spread from beneath the ground, like a giant dragon turning over, splitting the entire grand hall in two.

The glazed palace lanterns hanging from the dome crashed down, exploding into countless fragments the moment they hit the ground.

The rare Magical Artifacts displayed in the hall successively burst, and the Jade Slips and documents on the imperial desk turned to dust.

Even the golden goblet from which spiritual wine had just been drunk shattered into pieces in an instant.

The palace maids kneeling on the ground didn't even have time to cry out before they fainted one after another under this world-destroying pressure.

The two favored concubines even spat out fresh blood, their luxurious palace robes torn to shreds by the spiritual energy, faintly revealing their beautiful...

When the dust settled, only the Holy Fire Emperor on the dragon throne remained in a seated posture.

But upon closer inspection, his majestic face had already frozen.

In his dilated pupils, the last trace of terror still lingered.

A trickle of fresh blood slowly slid from the corner of the Holy Fire Emperor's mouth, dripping onto his imperial yellow dragon robe, blooming into a bewitching blood flower.

This emperor, who had ruled the Holy Fire Dynasty for decades, had his entire spiritual meridians instantly shattered under the pressure of Lu Xuan's perfected Nascent Soul Stage.

Lu Xuan's expression was indifferent as he slowly raised his right arm, his five fingers gently spreading in the void.

In an instant, countless streams of azure spiritual energy surged from his palm, transforming into tens of thousands of brilliant flowing lights, completely enveloping the Holy Fire Emperor's corpse.

As the terrifying azure spiritual energy flowed, stars seemed to twinkle and fade, and deep-sea currents seemed to surge, each strand containing a heart-palpitating power.

The Holy Fire Emperor's dragon robe, under the erosion of this spiritual energy, melted inch by inch, revealing his already lifeless body beneath.

Lu Xuan's eyes slightly chilled, and his five fingers suddenly clenched!

Buzz!!!

Space seemed to be twisted at this moment; the previously swirling blue spiritual energy suddenly contracted, collapsing wildly like a deep-sea vortex.

Under this terrifying force, the Holy Fire Emperor's Physical Body rapidly shriveled and disintegrated.

Finally, it transformed into wisps of crimson essence blood, completely enveloped by the blue spiritual energy.

When the azure spiritual light dissipated, only a skeletal white bone remained in place, still maintaining the posture of sitting on the dragon throne.

And the dragon robe, symbolizing imperial power, had long turned into ashes, scattering into the void.

Lu Xuan stood quietly in the void, his clothes fluttering without wind.

He lowered his eyes, gazing at the blue spiritual light that had not yet dissipated in his palm.

The light reflected his indifferent face, but it reflected no ripples.

After experiencing a lifetime in the Mortal World, Lu Xuan had witnessed all human joys and sorrows.

The emotions that once belonged to Mortals had long been refined to the extreme, just like the spiritual energy in his palm.

Lu Xuan no longer felt anything for the love, hate, infatuation, joy, and sorrow that belonged to humans.

Divinity?

"Becoming an Immortal?"

Lu Xuan murmured softly, his voice as light as a sigh.

Once upon a time, he would have paused for a trace of warmth in the Mortal World, and felt melancholy at the departure of old friends.

But now, even overthrowing an emperor, or even annihilating tens of thousands of living beings, could not stir a single ripple in his heart.

Is this transcending all beings, or another form of sinking?

But such a thought merely flashed through Lu Xuan's mind.

The next moment, Lu Xuan's eyes slightly narrowed, and the aura around him returned to silence.

That momentary trance seemed to have never existed.

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by a faint blue spiritual energy that subtly twisted the space around him.

He slowly raised his eyes, his indifferent gaze sweeping towards the outside of the palace gate.

It was already packed with a dense crowd, making it impassable.

The Imperial Palace Guards, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, held long halberds with chilling glints, yet no one dared to take a single step forward.

Several princes had pale faces, their eyes filled with both anger and unconcealed fear.

The princesses covered their mouths, trembling, their beautiful skirts disheveled in the wind.

And the concubines of the imperial harem were sprawled on the ground, hairpins scattered, their faces streaked with tears.

Thousands of Qi Condensation stage Imperial Guards, at this moment, were like clay sculptures, not daring to make any move, even suppressing their breathing to the extreme.

Wherever Lu Xuan's gaze fell, the crowd retreated like a tide, some even buckling at the knees and directly prostrating themselves on the ground.

At this moment, everyone had a common question in their hearts.

What kind of powerful existence was this seemingly young Cultivator?

Just a single glance made all of them tremble in fear.

No matter how many ants there are, they are still just ants.

Lu Xuan lightly tapped his toes on the void, slowly floating down in front of everyone.

Although the pressure around him had completely receded, he still carried an irresistible majesty.

"Do as I command, and you may keep your lives!"

Lu Xuan's cold words echoed across the palace square, like an unchangeable divine decree.

Everyone was momentarily stunned, looking at each other, unsure of what this terrifying existence intended.

In this deathly silent atmosphere, several officials dressed in crimson robes suddenly stepped forward from the crowd.

The jade pendants at their waists glowed with an unusual spiritual light, and their steps were steady and powerful, clearly indicating they were not ordinary civil officials.

"Senior, perhaps there is some misunderstanding here?"

The leader cupped his hands in a bow, his tone respectful yet neither humble nor arrogant.

Lu Xuan's gaze shifted slightly, and he instantly saw through these individuals' cultivation, which had reached the perfected Qi Condensation stage, with a familiar fire-attributed aura circulating within their spiritual energy.

These were the characteristic cultivation methods of Liuyan Valley.

According to the custom of the cultivation world, major Sects would dispatch Disciples to reside in secular dynasties.

These inner Disciples of Liuyan Valley directly became court officials, ostensibly to assist, but in reality to monitor and ensure the Dynasty remained under the Sect's control.

Seeing that Lu Xuan still stood with his hands behind his back, ignoring their good intentions.

Another crimson-robed official, who had remained silent, finally couldn't hold back.

He slowly stepped forward, the Liuyan Valley token at his waist gleaming with a dazzling red light in the sunlight.

"Senior," his voice, though deliberately lowered, carried an unconcealable arrogance.

"Allow this Junior to state it once more—we are all inner Disciples of Liuyan Valley."

As he spoke, he subtly activated the token at his waist, and a crimson aura immediately rippled out.

"This Holy Fire Dynasty was personally established by our Liuyan Valley as a secular nation."

His words gradually took on a threatening tone, each word heavily emphasized.

"If Senior insists on causing trouble here, I'm afraid..."

He deliberately dragged out the end of his sentence, exchanging a meaningful glance with his fellow Disciples beside him.

Several of them simultaneously formed hand seals, and a faint crimson spiritual energy circulated around them, outlining the unique flame aura of Liuyan Valley in the air.

"Our Valley Master's temper is... well-known to the world!"

Another Disciple added sinisterly, "If he knows that Senior is causing trouble here in the Holy Fire Dynasty... the consequences will be hard to reverse."

The words of these Liuyan Valley inner Disciples were finished, and the threat within them was blatant!

The reputation of their Liuyan Valley, even when viewed across the entire Swallowing Sun Dynasty, was thunderous and known throughout the world!

Therefore, as inner Disciples of Liuyan Valley,

Even when facing the unfathomable Lu Xuan, they habitually adopted a condescending attitude.

The atmosphere on the square instantly froze.

Those imperial family members who had been trembling earlier now had sparks of hope rekindled in their eyes.

That's right, this was Liuyan Valley's territory after all; who would dare to act presumptuously here?

However, just as that Liuyan Valley Disciple finished speaking, Lu Xuan's eyes suddenly blazed with blue light.

"Noisy."

A cold snort, like a peal of thunder exploding from the nine heavens!

In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth violently rioted, and a visible blue spiritual energy ripple spread out from Lu Xuan as its center.

Those few Liuyan Valley Disciples didn't even have time to react.

Their protective spiritual light instantly shattered, and they spewed blood from their mouths.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With several muffled thuds in succession, several figures flew out like broken rags.

They smashed through the white marble railings, penetrated three layers of palace walls, and along their path, bricks and stones flew, and dust filled the sky.

Finally, they turned into several black dots, disappearing into the distant horizon, their lives unknown.

On the square, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone stared at this scene, dumbfounded.

Those Immortal Masters, who were usually so high and mighty, couldn't even withstand a cold snort from this being!

Lu Xuan slowly retracted his gaze, his tone as indifferent as before: "I'll give you one last chance..."

His voice was very light, yet it made the thousands of people present shiver simultaneously.

Those Imperial Guards who had been itching to move now all lowered their heads, their weapons clattering to the ground.

Several princes even prostrated themselves directly, trembling all over.

At this moment, everyone understood!

Before this person, imperial power, or even Immortal Sect Disciples, were nothing but jokes.

Just as everyone was prostrating themselves, a young man in a bright yellow python robe suddenly crawled out from the crowd on his knees.

His forehead struck the golden bricks with a dull thud.

"This humble one greets Immortal Master!"

The man's voice trembled slightly with excitement, "This humble one is the Holy Fire Crown Prince!"

"I am willing to lead the entire Holy Fire Dynasty to follow Immortal Master's lead!"

His prostrate body trembled just enough, showing both fear and propriety.

But no one saw the nearly distorted ecstasy on his handsome face, pressed against the ground.

How many years had it been? His father, who favored his younger brother, and those brothers who eyed him covetously.

Now they were all fleeting clouds!

The throne!

He had never imagined that the position of the Supreme Emperor would be so close to him.

The Crown Prince's prostrate body trembled slightly, but not from fear, but from extreme, suppressed ecstasy.

His peripheral vision swept over the skeletal white bones on the dragon throne—who would have thought?

His father, whom he had assassinated a thousand times in his dreams, would exit the stage in such a manner?

In the Holy Fire Dynasty, the position of Crown Prince was like a sharp sword hanging over one's head.

Did he not see the fate of his several elder Crown Prince brothers?

The eldest brother, who was deposed ten years ago, screamed in the Imperial Prison for three full days.

The second brother, who "died suddenly" five years ago, still looked as if he died with his eyes open until his last breath.

And his fifth brother, who was whipped to death, just because he said one more sentence, "I will also imitate Father's actions in the future!"

Thinking of this, the Holy Fire Crown Prince's nails dug deeply into his palms, and blood trickled along the patterns of the gilded floor tiles.

He couldn't help the desire deep within him, and slowly raised his head to glance at the depths of the palace.

The two stunning concubines, unconscious beside the dragon throne, their robes half-undone, made the Holy Fire Crown Prince's breathing grow heavier.

Concubine Yun, who always loved to wear crimson gauze skirts, deliberately passed by him last month when she served the emperor, and the red mark on her shoulder still burned his eyes.

Through his disheveled hair, he happened to see the snow-white neck of another concubine.

Just like it was depicted in the erotic painting in the secret compartment of his bedchamber, even the position of the cinnabar mole was exactly the same.

The desire to possess both of them was like countless ants crawling in his marrow.

After today, I will be the master of this Holy Fire Dynasty.

Including those two peerless beauties lying on the dragon throne, whom I've longed for day and night, they will also be mine!

Lu Xuan paid no attention to the thoughts of these Mortals.

"Hand over the Imperial Seal."

The Crown Prince was still immersed in ecstasy and hadn't had time to react when an even colder voice came.

"Within six hours, all direct imperial relatives must be present here."

The kneeling crowd trembled violently, and several elderly princes almost collapsed to the ground.

They secretly exchanged surprised and uncertain glances.

What did this Immortal Master, who could overturn a Dynasty with a raised hand, want with the useless Imperial Seal?

And why gather all the imperial relatives?

They were completely bewildered by Lu Xuan's demands.

But the Holy Fire Crown Prince almost sprang up from the ground, straightening his back, adopting the imposing demeanor of a regent Crown Prince.

His eyes were crimson, his voice sharp and distorted with excitement: "Guards! Transmit this Crown Prince's decree—"

"Immediately seal the nine gates!"

"Anyone who dares to trespass shall have their nine generations exterminated!"

"And you, gather thirty thousand Crimson Flame Guards for this Crown Prince!"

"Bring all those imperial relatives hiding in separate residences, feigning illness, or cultivating Buddhism—drag them all here!"

"If even one person is missing, this Crown Prince will flay your entire family alive!"

Immediately, the Holy Fire Crown Prince turned to the other side and kicked over a trembling old eunuch.

"You dog slave!"

"Didn't you hear Immortal Master's words? Why aren't you rolling off to get the Imperial Seal for this Crown Prince?"

...

A long moment later, when that exquisitely crafted Imperial Seal was finally presented before him,

The Crown Prince, who had just been so imposing, suddenly softened at the knees and crawled on his knees all the way to Lu Xuan's front.

Like a starving dog that had finally found a bone.