Chapter 510: Fu Young’s Overwhelming Power

As the words rang out, thousands of slender branches pierced Yu Lin from every direction behind her, instantly impaling her body. Yu Lin’s eyes widened in disbelief. The last thing reflected in her pupils was Fu Young’s figure dissolving into nothingness and merging with the osmanthus tree’s branches.

Meanwhile, at the center of the Heaven Origin Realm continent, there stood a room enveloped in a stone-colored radiance. Despite the calamity that had befallen the world, the room remained completely unharmed and even maintained its normal gravity.

Inside, a woman was concentrating on reading a jade book. Suddenly, she felt a burning sensation in her hand. One of the pages in the book began to glow.

The woman turned to the shining page, her expression filled with disbelief as she murmured, "Another new page has appeared in the Love Between Demon And Dao book. This is... the Blood Talisman Chapter. Yu Lin... killed by Fu Young..."

As these words were spoken, far away in the void, beyond the sight of Xiao Shou and the others, Fu Young’s figure emerged from one of the thick branches that had been lashing about. He stared at Immortal King Chenhan’s Immortal Nascent Soul and the twelve crescent-shaped immortal blades surrounding it, his expression carrying a hint of mockery.

"You certainly have caused quite a scene!"

"Nothing compared to Your Excellency."

Without revealing his intentions, Immortal King Chenhan extended his divine sense toward the osmanthus tree that had not only enveloped the entire Heaven Origin Realm but was also spreading its branches like claws while absorbing the strange energy of the void. He wanted to figure out the identity of the person before him.

Xiao Shou’s rescue, the temporary safety of the Heaven Origin Realm’s inhabitants, Yu Lin’s death, and everything else that had happened were all within his perception.

This figure gave Chenhan an even stronger sense of danger than before. An inexplicable fear arose within both his body and mind, as though the other party had already grasped his heart and could decide whether he lived or died at any moment.

Facing Immortal King Chenhan, Fu Young showed not the slightest fear. In just seven short days, he had fought against the deity of an entire realm and successfully reclaimed everything that belonged to him. He had grown to a level that made his former self seem utterly incomparable. He merely looked at Chenhan with a faint, mocking smile, his eyes gleaming with an utterly icy light. Parting his crimson lips slightly, he asked, "What brings Your Excellency here? How many companions do you have? Would you be so kind as to tell me?"

"Your Excellency’s method of gathering intelligence is certainly unusual. Do you intend to obtain the answers directly from the source?" Unlike when he faced Xiao Shou and the others, Immortal King Chenhan no longer kept calling people trash. Instead, he seemed to regard Fu Young as an equal. In reality, that was precisely what he was doing.

Whether it was Xiao Shou, Tushan Shanhe, the group of cultivators who had taken the opportunity to flee, or the one who had ascended, Chenhan’s perception as an Immortal King had always allowed him to sense everything about them clearly. He could perceive the flow of their bloodlines, the circulation of their spiritual energy, and even the beating of their hearts.

Although this ability had failed him several times when it came to that little boy, the youth before him did not even give him the opportunity to make a mistake. Chenhan could not sense anything about him at all.

It was as though the person standing before him were merely an illusion, or perhaps existed in an entirely different space. He had only ever experienced such a sensation from immortals who had reached the Immortal Emperor realm, such as his master, Shuinan Water Immortal Emperor.

But could such a powerful figure truly exist in this impoverished minor realm? Chenhan refused to believe it. Therefore, he concluded that the young man must be using some sort of trick.

"It’s not that I intend to do so. I’m already carrying it out. This is my style, and this is how I do things."

Facing Chenhan’s suspicious gaze as he searched for a flaw, Fu Young raised the corners of his lips and replied ambiguously. Then, he looked at Chenhan as though he were already a dead man and continued, "If you don’t intend to tell me, I’ll simply take the answers from you myself."

Fu Young’s words sounded polite, but the moment his voice fell, the osmanthus tree branches surrounding him began whipping rapidly toward Chenhan. Every strike followed an extraordinarily profound trajectory. Countless thick branches surged forward endlessly, an unceasing and seemingly infinite barrage of attacks.

Even though Chenhan’s twelve crescent-shaped immortal blades formed a dense web of blade strikes, continuously severing the incoming branches, they still could not withstand such a ferocious assault.

He was gradually forced into a fighting retreat. Even his golden, radiant Immortal Nascent Soul seemed dim beneath the brilliant glow of the osmanthus tree’s branches and leaves.

Seeing Fu Young attack without the slightest hesitation, Chenhan’s expression darkened. He sneered and said, "So this is how Your Excellency intends to take the answers by force? Hmph! Aren’t you being far too arrogant? Do you even know who you’re opposing? Do you know whose authority you’re challenging? I serve Shuinan Water Immortal Emperor. You..."

"Ah!"

"How noisy! Was it this hand that just injured Master, or was it the other one...?"

Facing Immortal King Chenhan, who was retreating as he fought and even tried to intimidate him by invoking the powerful backing behind him, Fu Young paid no attention to his threats. He casually reached out, and somehow, in the blink of an eye, a golden arm appeared in his hand, severed from an Immortal Nascent Soul and dripping with golden blood.

Yet he seemed dissatisfied with this arm. He casually tossed it aside, and a nearby branch immediately absorbed it. Then, another arm appeared in his hand.