127: When you finally face him, you'll know just how difficult he is to deal with.

"Presumptuous!"

"How bold!"

"You seek death!"

Hearing Xu Jinhuan's words, the group of Saint King experts instantly flew into a rage.

Even though they were shocked by Xu Jinhuan's Dragon War Star Sea just now, it didn't mean they would retreat without a fight.

No matter how strong this kid was, he was ultimately alone!

And they still had sixteen Saint Kings, most of whom were more powerful than the recently deceased Fu Luo.

There were also seven stronger individuals whose Realm exceeded the third level of the Saint King Realm.

With such a lineup, what was there to fear?

Furthermore, they were already burdened with the mission of hunting down Prodigies.

"A mere Heavenly God Realm capable of unleashing such an offensive must have used a secret technique with a heavy price! This seat wants to see how many more times you can hold on!"

"Attack together! Slay this beast, and the Dark True God will surely bestow upon us supreme rewards!"

"Exactly, this kid actually managed to kill a Saint King with a Heavenly God Realm cultivation. Even if he used a secret technique, he is an unprecedented Peerless Prodigy. If we can kill him, His Highness the Dark True God will definitely reward us heavily!"

In a few words, the fallen Saint Kings suppressed the shock in their hearts. The light of greed and bloodlust reignited in their eyes as they locked onto Xu Jinhuan, like starving hounds seeing a piece of fat meat.

Rumble!—

In an instant, within the Underground Palace, dark power as thick as ink surged frantically, strands of black Qi twisting and spiraling, emitting a weird and sinister aura.

It was a power that fed on living beings and defied the Heavenly Dao—cold, foul-smelling, and carrying a hair-raising sense of deathly silence. Any living being that touched it would instinctively feel disgust and fear.

Users of this power were naturally set against all living souls of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces!

This group of the fallen had long abandoned all dignity and their Dao Hearts, becoming flesh-and-blood Puppets of the mysterious existence behind them, yet they were still smug, thinking they had obtained a supreme Opportunity.

Now, these ignorant Puppets, upon sensing Xu Jinhuan's talent, had the mysterious little switches in their brains activated. Casting aside all hesitation, only one thought remained in their minds: to strangle Xu Jinhuan.

Sensing this, Xu Jinhuan shook his head.

"Obsessed and stubborn, utterly incorrigible."

As his voice fell, heaven and earth went silent.

A green lotus suddenly bloomed in the Void Realm.

In the next moment, in everyone's eyes, the world lost its color and the sun and moon lost their sound.

Everything lost its meaning.

Beneath the firmament, there was only that green lotus, slowly unfolding its petals—so slow it seemed extreme, yet so fast it was impossible to dodge or resist.

The green lotus petals trembled slightly, and strands of elegant Sword Intent flowed out like the first light at the beginning of the world, directly piercing through the foreheads of the sixteen Saint Kings.

The petals slowly drifted down, beautiful and magnificent, like the most brilliant and breathtaking scenery in the mortal world.

"So beautiful!"

Beside him, Ao Linger subconsciously covered her cherry lips with her soft hands, her eyes full of shock and infatuation as she couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Yes, so beautiful..."

"The last time I saw such a grand sight, I was still a child. I didn't expect three thousand years to pass in the blink of an eye, reaching the end of my life..."

"To be able to die under such a move, this seat dies with no regrets. This life was worth it!"

Even the fallen Saint Kings, whose foreheads were pierced by the petals, forgot to struggle at this moment. The evil and madness on their faces completely dissipated, replaced by an unprecedented peace and serenity.

With smiles of relief on their lips, they peacefully accepted the arrival of death.

This sword not only destroyed their Physical Bodies and Dao foundations but also severed the dark obsessions and roots of corruption deep within their Divine Souls, completely liberating them from endless perdition!

Great Perfection of the Green Lotus Sword Intent—truly terrifying!

Even Xu Jinhuan himself, who had unleashed this sword strike, was somewhat surprised at this moment.

"Destroying darkness and purifying corruption?"

"I didn't expect this Green Lotus Sword Intent to have such an effect. It seems there's more to the death of the Azure Lotus Great Emperor than meets the eye..."

At the same time, a flash of inspiration struck Xu Jinhuan's mind, and he suddenly felt some movement in his Immortal Platform.

Calming his mind and focusing his spirit, he inspected the Immortal Platform with his consciousness, only to find to his astonishment that everything was as usual, with no changes at all.

His Divine Soul, sitting cross-legged in the center of the Immortal Platform, was still as handsome and charming as ever.

The Immortal Beasts of the Four Extremities and Eight Pillars guarding the perimeter remained as loyal and dutiful as before.

Even that mysterious crystal coffin was still in its old state, floating half-dead.

Only the coffin walls were more transparent than before, and the peerless face of the woman inside was becoming clearer—her features were like a painting, lifelike, as if she might open her eyes at any moment.

"It can't be that this person is coming back to life, right?"

Xu Jinhuan stared at the woman in the coffin, muttering to himself.

Finding no clues in the Immortal Platform while a sudden change occurred in reality, he could only hurriedly withdraw his consciousness.

"Linger, what's wrong?"

Xu Jinhuan asked Ao Linger; it was she who had just shaken him awake, signaling that something had happened.

"Young Master, look!"

Ao Linger pointed anxiously toward the place where the sixteen Saint King fallen ones had been destroyed.

Those sixteen Saint King fallen ones had long since vanished without a trace of their remains. Their cultivation Origins had been entirely plundered by Xu Jinhuan, and after uttering their final life reflections, they turned into countless flying ashes.

However, these ashes did not immediately disperse. Instead, under the influence of two mysterious forces, they were continuously gathering and assembling in the Void Realm.

Space trembled, and ripples of time continued to fluctuate.

It was as if some extremely powerful existence was attempting to knock open the gate of the Void Realm and forcibly descend here.

Without a doubt, even if the existence on the other side wasn't a Dark Giant, it was at least a Great Saint level existence. Xu Jinhuan would only be able to barely deal with it by relying on his Imperial Weapon.

However, Xu Jinhuan still allowed the other party to descend here.

For no other reason than wanting to find out who they were so he could settle the score later.

In a few breaths, the sky full of ashes condensed into shape, turning into two pitch-black figures floating in the air of the Underground Palace. Their hollow eyes locked onto Xu Jinhuan, and a terrifying pressure far exceeding a Saint King crushed down like the sky falling.

One of the black shadows was an old acquaintance of Xu Jinhuan's. He had appeared several times before when Xu Jinhuan destroyed fallen ones; those who died were his subordinates.

Seeing Xu Jinhuan's face clearly, the black Qi around that shadow suddenly surged. His voice was hoarse and piercing, filled with gnashing rage, clearly having lost his composure.

"Kid, it's you again!"

The other black shadow was a new face, surrounded by an eternal aura of decay, as if he were a vengeful spirit crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones. Just standing there made the air in the Underground Palace smell of deathly silence, making one nauseous.

Hearing his companion's undignified roar, the new black shadow glanced over slightly, his tone carrying a hint of surprise.

"Changqing, you know this kid?"

The shadow called 'Changqing' let out a cold laugh, staring intently at Xu Jinhuan. His hollow eyes actually conveyed a sense of teeth-gritting hatred.

"Heh, more than just know him! This boy and I are irreconcilable! Busi, you have no idea; the twenty-plus descendants under my command who recently perished were all killed by this kid!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the schadenfreude voice of the Busi shadow immediately rang out.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. To have over twenty descendants killed by the same kid... Changqing, are you getting old? You can't even stop such a green brat?"

The Changqing shadow snorted coldly, not intending to defend himself.

"Hmph, when you face him yourself, you'll know how troublesome he is."

This guy carries a quasi-emperor weapon and has activated it several times while acting as if nothing happened. How am I supposed to fight that?

Should my main body crawl out of the grave and use power surpassing a quasi-emperor?

Stop joking; the rules of the Heavenly Dao wouldn't allow it.

Seemingly afraid that the Busi shadow wouldn't come into conflict with Xu Jinhuan, Changqing even threw out a heavyweight piece of information.

"Moreover, judging from the scene here, this kid is suspected to be the Successor of the Green Lotus!"

Upon hearing this, the Busi shadow was instantly shaken. The aura of decay around him surged, and he snapped his head around, his hollow gaze also locking onto Xu Jinhuan.

"What?! You are the Successor of the Green Lotus?!"

Even though his face was made of ashes, one could clearly sense the heaven-shaking killing intent.

"In that case, you must die!"