Chapter 553 - 235: Blasting a Grotto Heaven Powerhouse, Breaking Dharma Aspect Masters

Chapter 553: Chapter 235: Blasting a Grotto Heaven Powerhouse, Breaking Dharma Aspect Masters

Demon Owl ground his black boot back and forth across Old Deng’s face. "You really are shameless," he sneered. "Honestly, in all my years roaming the dark depths, I’ve never seen anything quite like you. Tell me, how can you be so composed? How can you just drop to your knees and slap yourself so decisively?"

Old Deng’s eyes brimmed with humiliation, tears threatening to spill.

But his will was strong, and he quickly composed himself.

Even with his face pinned to the ground, he forced a smile. "It is my honor to bring you a little amusement, Senior," he said. "Are you enjoying yourself? Perhaps I could pull out two more of my teeth for your entertainment? Could I beg you to stop the killing?"

"Absolutely not!"

A cruel smile twisted Demon Owl’s lips as he pressed down on Old Deng’s face. "I’m still going to kill them. You can’t change my mind. However... I can give you a chance. See? My boots are a bit dirty."

"Ah, I understand!"

Old Deng hastily produced a silk handkerchief and began to wipe the boot meticulously.

Nearby, Long Ling’Er’s face twisted in a sneer, her eyes filled with disgust.

’Trash!’

’Everyone from the mortal realm is garbage!’

’Wasting so many resources!’

’They don’t have a shred of dignity!’

"I don’t want you to use a handkerchief!"

Demon Owl pressed his foot down, the force nearly cracking Old Deng’s skull. His smile only widened. "I want you to use your mouth!"

"With my mouth?"

Old Deng’s spirit broke, and he could no longer hold back his tears.

’This is worse than death!’

’I’ve already groveled and humbled myself!’

’And they still demand this?’

"What? You’re not going to do it?"

Demon Owl smiled.

’Even if the old man agreed, he had no intention of letting him off.’

’He would still kill who he planned to kill.’

’It was all just a game to him.’

’He wanted to see just how long this old fool could endure.’

"I agree, I agree."

Old Deng quickly composed himself and spoke in a rush.

The group of Martial Alliance Elders and disciples were overcome with grief and fury.

They watched in horror as Old Deng pushed himself up from under Demon Owl’s boot and knelt, about to clean it. Just then, a silver streak of light shot through the sky in the distance.

It sounded like a heavy object hitting the ground.

A thunderous BOOM echoed out, shaking the entire plaza.

Everyone’s head snapped up to see what had happened.

Demon Owl and Long Ling’Er instantly whipped their heads around.

But the moment they saw it clearly, their eyes widened in horror. They couldn’t believe what they were seeing.

Without a second thought, both of them shot up from their seats.

Then, they scrambled backward in terror, shattering the chairs behind them.

’It’s fake!’

’It has to be fake!’

’It can’t be real!’

The sight before them was like a thousand swords hacking at their very souls.

’A terror unlike anything they had ever known!’

’A complete mental breakdown.’

That dragon head... it was their master’s head!

"It’s fake! It has to be fake!"

Demon Owl shrieked in terror.

’But deep down, he was already terrified beyond words.’

’Though he screamed that it was fake, he knew instantly that it was real.’

’Absolutely real.’

"Because the aura of the Cave Heaven Realm still lingered on it!"

"The oppressive might was still present!"

’Their master had been killed!’

’Decapitated!’

’And now his head had been thrown right in front of them.’

It was as if the sky had fallen.

SWISH!

Terrified, Demon Owl spun around and fled, bolting into the distance.

Long Ling’Er, even more terrified, reacted even faster.

Everyone in the plaza was stunned.

They all looked on, bewildered, with no idea what was going on.

’The two who were so arrogant just moments ago... they’re running away?’

’Scared off by a head?’

BOOM!

Suddenly, golden light flooded the sky, sealing it completely.

Demon Owl and Long Ling’Er, who had just begun to flee, were instantly struck with an even greater terror. They began to tremble, realizing they were completely paralyzed. Every bone in their bodies shivered...

It was as if an invisible, giant hand had closed around them.

That terrifying pressure...

That supreme aura...

It made their souls and bodies tremble, bringing them to the brink of utter collapse.

’We’re finished!’

’A Cave Heaven Realm master has appeared!!’

’The one who killed our master is here!’

Amidst their terror and despair, a figure emerged from the dense golden light.

He was tall and clad in a purple robe, his expression impassive. His black hair flowed freely, and it seemed as though entire worlds trailed in his wake, wreathed in burning golden flames. Step by step, he walked toward them.

His intangible aura was in perfect harmony with the world itself.

Every step he took felt like it was crushing their very souls.

That aura...

That majesty...

It was all driving their Spirits to the breaking point.

But what truly broke them...

...was that the approaching figure was a perfect match for a portrait they had seen at the Martial Alliance!

’Chen Xuan!’

’It’s *that* Chen Xuan!!’

They howled in their hearts, wanting to scream and beg for mercy.

But the terrifying seal had frozen their every action.

They couldn’t even let out a scream or a cry for mercy.

All that remained was the twitching of their bodies and souls as urine streamed down their legs...

Yes.

They were both mighty masters of the Dharma Realm.

Demon Owl was even at the Peak of Dharma.

And yet, he was so frightened he lost control of his bladder, his body wracked with uncontrollable tremors...

It was a fear beyond any words...

In the plaza.

Old Deng, who had been lost in despair, looked up with a stunned expression.

A moment later.

Light returned to his dead, ashen eyes. Overcome with excitement, his entire body began to tremble.

"Chen Xuan!!"

He suddenly shouted and jumped up from the ground.

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