90: Don’t bow your head, brother, or your crown will fall off!

Now that his clone was captured, his last glimmer of hope was completely seized by the opponent, and Lin Xun’s face turned ashen.

After all, facing such a desperate situation with virtually no way out, even if he possessed heaven-shattering abilities, there was no possibility of survival now.

Originally, he thought that the escape route he had meticulously arranged was foolproof.

He never expected that in the end, everything he did was nothing but a clown's act.

Regrettably, he was about to meet a tragic end, with both body and spirit annihilated, before even leaving the beginner village.

From the day he Transmigrated to this unlucky place, he had set ambitious goals: to become the strongest man in this world and, in the future, to conquer three thousand realms with his own hands.

Then, he would drink the strongest wine, embrace the most beautiful women, and ride the most magnificent mounts with impressive grandeur.

But now, he hadn't even touched a single hair!

Thinking of this, his eyes were filled with unwillingness.

This was too great a difference compared to the five-star treatment that Transmigrators, as he knew them, usually received!

“I, Lin Xun, am probably the most tragic Transmigrator in history. After all, which Child of Destiny dies in regret before even leaving the beginner village?”

Lin Xun couldn't help but mock himself inwardly, a tide of bitterness and helplessness surging into his heart.

(The Children of Destiny killed by Xuan Tianchen: This brother wants to know our story?)

... A little while later, after calming his mind, Lin Xun glanced at his clone, then at Xuan Tianchen's seemingly invincible and domineering figure.

Finally, he had no choice but to bow his head and sincerely and respectfully said, “Senior, since you and I are both Transmigrators, could you, for the sake of being fellow countrymen, be merciful and spare my life?”

Seeing Lin Xun bow his head and beg for mercy, Xuan Tianchen smiled indifferently, a hint of disdain in his smile: “Heh, now you know how to beg for mercy? This reason isn't enough for me to spare your life, because you just rejected the warmth offered by this fellow countryman!”

“Senior, as a Transmigrator, I will certainly be of great use to you in the future. When that time comes, we can join forces and conquer all the heavens with ease!” Lin Xun said eagerly, his eyes filled with longing and pleading.

“The 'conquering all the heavens' you speak of is too easy for me. Also, is this the posture you should have when begging for mercy? Kneel before me!”

In an instant, a powerful and suffocating pressure swept forth like a surging tide, fiercely descending upon Lin Xun.

Immediately after, the latter couldn't even withstand it for a single breath, and with a “thud,” he knelt to the ground, his knees hitting the ground with a dull thud.

“Se... senior... please... be merciful... and spare me!” Under the immense pressure, Lin Xun struggled to beg for mercy, his voice trembling and weak.

As the saying goes, a true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm. It is not shameful to appropriately bow one's head in the face of death.

One must know that fortunes change, and the powerful today may be weak tomorrow.

Only by living is everything possible.

If he didn't die today and managed to endure until the end of time.

He believed that one day, his power would catch up to Xuan Tianchen, or even surpass him.

At that time, he would personally reclaim the dignity that was so wantonly trampled upon today.

Little did he know that encountering Xuan Tianchen meant he was destined to have no way to heaven and no door to earth.

“My young friend, I have always been a ruthless killer. Asking me to be merciful, isn't that clearly insulting my character?”

Xuan Tianchen sneered, his tone full of playfulness and mockery, his voice seemingly from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, sending a bone-chilling coldness through Lin Xun.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xun below felt a sudden “thump” in his heart, as if a giant rock had fallen into a bottomless abyss: It seems that I, Lin Xun, am destined to perish here today!

Just as he was filled with emotion and despair.

Xuan Tianchen suddenly spoke: “My young friend, don't bow your head, or your crown will fall!”

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Lin Xun’s heart. He thought Xuan Tianchen intended to spare his life, and he couldn't help but look up at Xuan Tianchen.

However, the scene that next came into view truly made him witness Xuan Tianchen's terror.

He saw Xuan Tianchen's powerful clone, with a thought, suddenly unleash several powerful crimson forces.

The light was dazzling and brilliant, as if it wanted to dye the entire world blood-red.

Then, amidst a flash of light, it directly severed the four limbs of Lin Xun's clone.

“Ah...!”

The powerful annihilating force instantly roused Lin Xun's clone from its coma.

And it let out a heart-wrenching shriek, its voice extremely tragic, clearly in extreme pain.

In just a blink of an eye, its aura became so weak that it was on the verge of collapsing, with only a final breath clinging on, like a candle in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment.

Finally, with a slight exertion of force from Xuan Tianchen's palm.

Lin Xun's clone's head instantly exploded, turning into a bloody mist.

Only a mutilated corpse remained, completely devoid of life, clearly beyond dead.

Lastly, under the sweep of the powerful annihilating force.

The mutilated corpse also turned into a bloody mist, dissipating into thin air with the wind, as if it had never existed.

“My young friend, witnessing your last clone being destroyed, isn't it very painful? It should be painful!”

Xuan Tianchen's main body smiled playfully, completely unmoved by everything that had just happened, as if it were just a trivial game.

Lin Xun watched this scene, burning with rage, his eyes almost spitting fire, intending to have a final showdown with Xuan Tianchen.

He saw him slowly stand up with difficulty under the pressure, his body trembling yet resolute, and he roared loudly: “You... are truly pushing me too far!”

Since Xuan Tianchen wouldn't give him a way to live, even if he died, he would make Xuan Tianchen pay the price.

Now, with the Qingyun Sect annihilated and himself facing certain death, Lin Xun no longer had any reservations.

“heavenly bell of creation, rise!”

As Lin Xun's heaven-shaking roar echoed through the nine heavens, the heavenly bell of creation, exuding the might of an imperial weapon, grandly manifested.

Its colossal body overshadowed the sky and covered the sun, and mysterious runes on its body flickered with dazzling light.

The imperial weapon's aura it contained instantly filled the entire Qingyun Continent.

In just an instant, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, giant peaks instantly crumbled, and bottomless fissures appeared on the ground.

The void shattered, and dark spatial cracks continuously spread.

Heaven and earth shook, fierce winds howled, and lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Countless lives were devastated, and cries of sorrow filled the land.

Lin Xun, slowly standing up from the ruins to the high sky, looked at this scene, a trace of unbearable emotion flashing in his eyes.

To have reached such a state was by no means his wish, but now, this was his last hope for survival.

If there were any karmic consequences, he, Lin Xun, would bear them all!

After a mere few breaths, the entire Qingyun Continent completely collapsed and annihilated under this pressure, turning into endless void.

Not only that, the powerful imperial weapon's might also spread to the Higher Heavens, causing many major powers to stir.

After all, looking at the entire Higher Heavens, apart from the Xuan Clan and a few powerful immortal-level forces below it.

Forces possessing an imperial weapon were exceedingly rare.

“This is... the aura of an imperial weapon! How could it appear in the lower realm?”

“An imperial weapon has appeared! Quickly follow me there, we must not let others get there first!”

“An imperial weapon appearing in the lower realm must be ownerless. This old man is determined to obtain it!”

“An imperial weapon! If we can seize it, our clan will surely surpass its past glory and reach unimaginable heights!”

... Almost at the same moment, numerous top forces in the Higher Heavens were dispatched, countless powerful individuals riding mighty magical treasures, carrying immense momentum, heading straight for the Qingyun Continent.

Meanwhile, in the Xuanjian Immortal Domain, atop the Xuan Clan's main hall.

The Xuan Clan's high-ranking officials, led by Xuan Zhenshi, were completely unmoved by the appearance of the imperial weapon.

Instead, their lips curved slightly upwards, and their eyes all revealed a look of intriguing amusement.

“These people gathered together should be enough for our Imperial Son to get a slight warm-up!” one high-ranking official said with a smile.

“In my opinion, these people aren't even enough for the Imperial Son to kill alone!” another old man stroked his beard, saying confidently.

“That's true. If the Imperial Son reveals his true form, no native of this myriad of heavens could possibly contend with him!”

“With our Imperial Son's talent, only those few fellows in the Divine Realm are worthy of him taking seriously!”

... Inside the main hall, the Xuan Clan's high-ranking officials discussed animatedly, the atmosphere warm and full of anticipation.

Xuan Zhenshi, the Xuan Clan's patriarch, slowly spoke after a short while: “Although this Child of Destiny's current strength isn't high, if his past and future were to join forces, perhaps it could relieve Tianchen's weariness!”

As he spoke, stars revolved in Xuan Zhenshi's eyes, as if containing the mysteries of the entire universe, and everything happening on the Qingyun Continent was fully within his sight.