Chapter 2908 - 2912: A Generation of Kingdoms, Buried by Ling Xiao

Facing the Thunder Emperor’s furious blow, Ling Xiao suddenly stopped all his movements.

He seemed to be dumbfounded, staring blankly at the approaching attack.

"What is he doing? Run away! Wasn’t that body movement technique quite fast just now!"

Many people anxiously gave Ling Xiao advice.

They thought Ling Xiao couldn’t withstand this terrifying attack, hoping he would choose to flee.

In this way, such an attack would not land on Ling Xiao.

"Despair? Giving up? How could it be!"

People couldn’t understand Ling Xiao’s current actions.

They assumed Ling Xiao was frightened by the terrifying attack from the Thunder Emperor and gave up all resistance.

However, these people’s discussions wouldn’t affect Ling Xiao’s battle at all.

Facing the attack that drew closer and closer.

Ling Xiao’s right hand finally lifted gently.

The moment his right hand touched the Sword of Kings, the shocking scene came to an abrupt halt.

The originally chaotic scenery suddenly returned to normal.

The Sword of Kings in Ling Xiao’s hand seemed like a rabbit trying to break free from its shackles.

But exhausting all its strength, it couldn’t escape Ling Xiao’s palm.

At that moment, almost everyone’s jaws were about to drop.

This feeling, too bizarre.

The Thunder Emperor’s powerful attack was so easily terminated by Ling Xiao.

What is going on?

"Shatter!"

Ling Xiao uttered a cold voice, and the Sword of Kings, along with the Sunflower Yin Thunder, was completely burned by the scorching lava.

He contemptuously dusted off his hands and looked at the Thunder Emperor.

"Is this your strongest attack? It’s truly disappointing!

If your skills stop here, then let me end this all!"

While speaking, Ling Xiao pointed his right hand at the Thunder Emperor.

He didn’t use any weapons.

Just one hand, yet it surpassed all the divine weapons of the Chen Dynasty.

A murderous aura emerged in the air.

Before Ling Xiao, a massive vortex began to condense.

The energy of the Mystic Art fused within it.

At his fingertips appeared a sword edge roughly three inches long.

In an instant, the killing intent surged.

Enveloping the entire battlefield.

At that moment, the Thunder Emperor thought of only one thing.

And that was to flee!

The farther the better!

Not even worthy of existing in the same dimension!

Ling Xiao was too strong, strong to the point where he lost all courage!

No matter how strong the Thunder Emperor was, he was only a top-tier expert in the Hell Early Stage of the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm, Thirteenth Layer Hell.

But once Ling Xiao’s cultivation level reached this realm, it equated to the ability to compete against those with late-stage Hell Realm, Thirteenth Layer Cultivation.

The disparity between them was too obvious.

Even without using any martial skills, Ling Xiao could easily kill the Thunder Emperor.

The Thunder Emperor finally felt this fear.

He turned to flee into the distance.

However, the edges at his back were always like thorns pressing against him, no matter how fast he escaped, he couldn’t shake off the shadow of death.

"The Thunder Emperor has fled?"

"Why is he running?"

Many people still couldn’t understand what was happening.

"Die!"

A cold voice, finally burst from Ling Xiao’s mouth.

Only one word.

From his fingertips, flew out a sharp edge, traversing over a kilometer distance in an instant, hitting the desperately escaping Thunder Emperor.

At that moment, the Thunder Emperor felt a terrifying energy surge into his body.

He stopped.

That energy rapidly expanded within his body.

And then exploded.

Turning into thousands of sword qi, attempting to pierce through his body.

"No—!"

The Thunder Emperor let out a hysterical scream: "I’m not resigned, I’m not resigned!"

However, regardless of his resignation, everything had already been concluded.

Brilliant sword lights burst forth from his body one by one.

His body shattered inch by inch within the sword light.

People watched this scene in terror, momentarily plunged into dead silence.

No one could imagine.

This battle, would end in such a way.

They might have thought Ling Xiao would win.

But this easily, this effortlessly, it was completely beyond their expectations.

Watching the Thunder Emperor’s body gradually disappear under the sword light.

Everyone’s hearts twitched fiercely.

Moments later, the explosion finally ended.

The only thing left of the Thunder Emperor in this world was his unwilling and regretful shouting echoing still.

Everyone was watching Ling Xiao.

They wanted to remember completely what this person looked like.

An entire dynasty, buried by this man’s hands.

The royal family’s lineage had been virtually wiped out by him.

The powerful Thunder Emperor couldn’t escape death either.

This guy was truly too powerful.

Powerful to a mind-boggling degree.

They felt their imagination couldn’t control the reality before them.

Ling Xiao defeated the Thunder Emperor.

It could be said that he completely destroyed the Chen Royal Family.

From now on, the Chen Dynasty would cease to exist, here would become the territory of the Eight Immortals Kingdom, the frontier of the Heavenly Dynasty Empire.

A substantial number of outstanding martial artists from the Heavenly Dynasty Empire would come here to cultivate.

After all, no matter how you say it, the cultivation speed on the Xuanwu Continent is much faster than the other three continents.

Resources are also more abundant.

First Cycle, entering the world at sixteen years old!

Ling Xiao became the first mighty warrior of the Chen Dynasty!

Became the legend of legends in the Chen Dynasty.

However, his expression remained very calm.

Because Ling Xiao understood well, beyond the heavens there are heavens, beyond men there are men.

In the small Chen Dynasty, even if he could be invincible, leaving the Chen Dynasty he might still be insignificant.

"Anyone else?"

Ling Xiao suddenly looked at the crowd, loudly asking: "Anyone in Chen Dynasty, who is not convinced by me Ling Xiao, can challenge!"

"Kid, I suppose your prestige ends here!"

Li Xiaofeng had long been unable to bear it.

Ling Xiao continuously killed Chen Cangxiong and the Thunder Emperor, stealing the limelight, which completely contradicted his previous plans.

Hence, he had no choice but to personally act and obliterate Ling Xiao.

"Who are you?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Tianchi Mountain’s Li Xiaofeng! The one here to kill you!"

Li Xiaofeng said coldly.

"Go back, Tianchi Mountain is not within Chen Dynasty’s territory! Otherwise, you would bring catastrophe upon your sect!"

Ling Xiao and Tianchi Mountain bore no irreconcilable feud, so he didn’t want to kill randomly.

If Li Xiaofeng could leave, that would be the best outcome.

"Go? Such arrogance! Do you really think killing the Thunder Emperor means you can deal with me? I’m an Inner Sect Disciple of Tianchi Mountain!"

Li Xiaofeng sneered, not only showing no intention of retreating, but rather raising his hand, a treasured sword appearing in his grip.

"Kid, prepare to die, this Chen Dynasty land is Tianchi Mountain’s, not yours!"

With that said, he suddenly lifted his sword and attacked Ling Xiao.

Before Ling Xiao’s cultivation breakthrough, facing Li Xiaofeng, his death was certain.

But now, though still not evenly matched, protecting himself shouldn’t be an issue.

However, as the creator of the Eight Immortals Kingdom, how could he retreat?