Chapter 856 - 783: The Invincible Son Appears

Chapter 856: Chapter 783: The Invincible Son Appears

However, this time, Tu Xiao’an didn’t intend to completely fall out with the Human Race and the Water Race. All he wanted was to secure the interests of his own Demon Race.

After all, both the other sides had Rank Four experts. Only the Demon Race—even him, their king—was still at Rank 3. Thus, the Human Race and the Water Race currently refused to acknowledge the Demon Race’s strength.

To claim a share of the Reincarnation Tree, he had to make the Human Race and the Water Race understand the Demon Race’s profound foundation and sheer power.

Yet, for now, they were merely playing around. It wasn’t a true fight to the death. Before the Reincarnation Tree, who would dare to act recklessly? Although the Asura King and Xuanyuan Zhan acted superior, their concerns ran much deeper than Tu Xiao’an’s.

Suddenly, the Long-Armed Ape was sent flying backward, only to be caught by the Six-Eared Macaque.

Upon seeing this, Tu Xiao’an almost cursed aloud. This Asura King had already utilized his third arm. "Damn, having so many hands really makes you a badass, huh," he thought.

Suddenly, it was a true tripartite balance. Although the Demon Race’s numbers were small, every single one of them was a Great Demon Fiend.

"Demon Snake, your subordinates are nothing special. I think you’d better step up yourself," the Asura King declared. "I won’t use my Rank Four power. If you lose, back out of here!"

The Asura King couldn’t force the Human Race out because this was their territory. As for how the fruits of the Reincarnation Tree would be divided, everyone would be happy if the Demon Race simply withdrew. With one less competitor fighting for the food, everyone else could grab a few more fruits. Just thinking about the Ancient Exotic Beasts inside the Reincarnation Tree’s fruits was exhilarating.

"Alright!" Tu Xiao’an laughed, but then shook his head. "But you’re too ugly. I don’t want to fight you. How about this? I’ll let my son fight you.

"If you can block a single punch from my son, I’ll turn around and leave with my people."

Enough with the petty squabbles; it was time to unleash his ultimate move.

"What are you talking about?" the Asura King demanded, his Evil Qi surging as he glared deadly at Tu Xiao’an’s seemingly joking face. In the Water Race, no one dared to speak to him like that.

"Xiaoyang, let my invincible son out for some fresh air!" Tu Xiao’an ordered telepathically.

Artifact Spirit Xiaoyang remained speechless. He wondered, "Are you serious about this ’invincible son’ business?" After all, that was his old master. Was it really appropriate to call him that?

"Demon Snake, if you can withstand one punch from me, I’ll let you stay!" The Asura King, feeling utterly despised, suddenly vanished from where he stood with his one face, three eyes, and six arms.

The entire space erupted with explosive sounds. Tu Xiao’an’s gaze narrowed, catching sight of a ghostly shadow teleporting toward him.

In an instant, the Asura King appeared above Tu Xiao’an’s head with a terrifying presence. Bizarrely, his six arms merged into a single one, which then clenched into a fist. As he formed this fist, everyone’s expressions changed drastically, including Xuanyuan Zhan’s.

An overwhelming sense of impending death permeated the air, as if time itself had frozen.

"The Demon Race has truly fallen. With this punch, you, a mere snake, will be wiped out! Hahaha!"

The fist descended!

Tu Xiao’an couldn’t react at all—and in truth, he didn’t want to.

BAM!

RUMBLE!

An earth-shattering boom echoed as though the apocalypse had arrived. Dust filled the sky, obscuring everything from sight. The tremor was incredibly massive and deafeningly loud. Although it seemed simple, it was far more terrifying than any of their previous clashes.

What had happened? Was the Snake Emperor of the Demon Race killed by the Asura King?

A long while passed.

Tu Xiao’an was still standing right where he had been, looking completely at ease as he nonchalantly picked his ear. A massive, deep crater had appeared in front of him.

Hovering in the air above the crater was a five-meter-tall giant. He had tentacles on his head and looked humanoid yet not quite human, appearing incredibly bizarre.

"Who is this? When did he appear? Where is the Asura King?"

"Why do I feel my entire body and soul trembling just by looking at this giant?"

The crowd was deeply moved and bewildered. Had they missed something?

"Daddy...!"

Ignoring the stares of the crowd, the five-meter-tall giant shouted at Tu Xiao’an, dropping an absolute bombshell.

The crowd was utterly baffled.

"Hey, good boy! You’re the fattest... oh, wait, the best!" Tu Xiao’an’s expression twitched slightly as he flashed an unnatural smile and waved at his giant son. He felt very satisfied and relieved.

"Daddy!" The giant suddenly spread his arms wide and lunged forward to hug Tu Xiao’an. As his massive body moved, the very space around him made tearing sounds: RIIIP!

This action scared the life out of Tu Xiao’an, causing his expression to change drastically.

"Stop!"

He wasn’t joking around. If he actually received that hug, it would squeeze half the life out of him.

"What exactly happened?"

"Where is the Asura King!"

"And who is that giant?"

"What’s the deal with that crater? Could the Asura King be in there?"

Everyone was completely stunned. The Asura King’s boundlessly domineering words still echoed in their ears: "With this punch, you, a mere snake, will be wiped out."

Yet, he was the one who had disappeared instead?!

COUGH COUGH!

Coughing sounds emerged from the deep crater. Soon, a pathetic figure crawled out from the pit, struggling immensely with every movement.

"My God, it really is the Asura King in the crater!"

"Who attacked him? He’s actually crawling out, looking like he’s heavily injured!"

Everyone turned deathly pale with fright. To instantly beat the Asura King into such a severely injured state—what kind of terrifying power was that? Who exactly was the opponent?

This was the king of the Water Race, a Strongest expert at Rank Four, practically an immortal existence. And in just a split second, he had been reduced to this?

"It’s that giant! That terrifying giant!"

"Haha, Asura King, how did my son’s punch taste?" Tu Xiao’an asked. By now, he was sitting on his invincible son’s shoulder, feeling very grounded and completely safe.

Looking back, it seemed Tu Xiao’an’s greatest harvest in the ruins of X City was gaining an Ancient Demon son. Because this son was simply too powerful. As for just how powerful he was, according to Artifact Spirit Xiaoyang: A long, long time ago, there was a period when he was the Sovereign of Earth.

COUGH COUGH!

The Asura King’s three eyes bulged as he hung onto the edge of the crater. Looking up at the giant with tentacles on his head, he muttered in disbelief, "He... he... Could he be... Impossible. That’s impossible."

For so many years, the Asura King hadn’t known the taste of pain. He had reached Rank Four thousands of years ago. He was the Killing God of the Water Race; he didn’t even take an Immortal from Kunlun Void like Xuanyuan Zhan seriously.

But this giant before him had appeared in a split second and casually thrown a punch at him. That single punch nearly hit him so hard he forgot who he was.

Looking throughout history, anyone with such strength and tentacles on their head was most likely the former ruler of Earth!

"Don’t worry about who my son is. This Emperor is just asking if you yield. If you don’t yield, then take another punch from him," Tu Xiao’an said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the five-meter-tall giant suddenly stood at the edge of the crater right in front of the Asura King, looking down at him condescendingly.

"Fun, fun!" The giant raised his leg.

The Asura King’s eyes were filled with dread.

"Stop! Protect the King!" Seeing this scene, the experts of the Water Race rushed forward in a flurry.

"Scram back! Don’t come over!" the Asura King immediately bellowed. Staring at the massive leg that was about to stomp down, he cried out in terror, "I yield! I acknowledge the strength of your Demon Race!"

Tu Xiao’an pointed a finger, and a beam of light suddenly shot toward the Asura King.

BOOM!

The Asura King let out a miserable scream and tumbled back into the crater. "Demon Snake, I already said I yielded! Why did you still attack me?!"

"Thunderous Fury!"

Above the deep crater, an endless Thunder Sea abruptly materialized. Various divine weapons coalesced within it and shot down into the pit to strike him.

"How could this Emperor let an opportunity to beat down a Rank Four slip by? I’ll be able to brag about this for a whole year once we get out of here!"

"Fun, fun!" The invincible son clapped his hands.

With a single clap of his hands, the earth shook and the mountains swayed.