Wang Xuan the Youngling

The Demon Lord looked down at the Transcendent Immortals, took Wang Xuan's arm, and traversed the air, directly charging past the blood-covered immortals.

Wang Xuan said, "If there is a biography of me in the future, will it record that at the end of the mythological era, Wang Xuan and the Demon Lord Yanyan joined hands to kill countless Transcendent Immortals?"

Then he was taught a lesson, made intimate contact with the metal wall, heard eerie electromagnetic sounds, and a faceless woman with disheveled hair appeared.

She was flat, like a pattern on a metal wall, and she was about to drag Wang Xuan onto the wall, which made him gasp. It was as if she was stripping him of his physical form and spirit in the Real World.

He was grabbed by one foot, and in an instant, his heart pounded. His right foot appeared on the metal wall, becoming part of the mural!

He was horrified. What kind of monster was this? It seemed to be from another dimension.

Wang Xuan slammed the Iron Stake in his hand into the wall, and a piercing scream rang out. The faceless woman vanished, and his foot broke free.

The Demon Lord stood in mid-air, God Slaying Banner cleaved down. With a loud bang, the entire metal wall exploded, seeping out a lot of blood. There was no normal place here.

The two left the area and followed the passage into another open space, where a group of astronauts lay dead on the ground, all of whom had been dead for many years.

Some were decapitated and lay dead on the ground, while others were soaking in a solution in glass containers. It was like a laboratory where ancient astronauts were being dissected.

Were they the owners of the spaceship? Their identities are unknown, and they are all dead; there were probably nearly a hundred of them in total.

In this area, unsettling traces remain in the void, as if the chilling energy had only recently receded.

The situation is becoming increasingly complicated. Both the divine and demonic civilizations and the technological civilizations are in dire straits here, and are all victims.

Wang Xuan and the Demon Lord arrived at the third, larger cabin. The first thing they saw was a row of robots covered in the blood of the Transcendent Immortals.

"The murderer? No, that can't be!"

Yanyan looked and looked again, and realized that they were just tools responsible for carrying away the corpses and cleaning up the cabin.

Outside, those piles of immortal corpses were all transported out by them, but now their energy systems have long been exhausted.

The cabin is very large and rather unusual, with layers upon layers and many seats. The overall structure resembles a blooming lotus flower.

In the center is Lotus Seed, which looks like a huge arena, surrounded by lotus petals, with seats on the open petals.

Wang Xuan was surprised and said, "It's very strange. This is clearly a high-tech spaceship, but the layout of the cabin is like an ancient martial arts arena, similar to a gladiatorial arena?"

"Many of the Transcendent Immortals died here and were eventually carried out," said Demon Lord Yanyan.

The place Death Qi. No matter what happened here back then, those bloody incidents, those tragic experiences of Transcendent Immortals and astronauts, it is difficult to trace back.

Undoubtedly, this ancient spaceship is shrouded in an unsettling fog, blending mythology and technology.

The seats around the arena were empty; it was hard to imagine what kind of creatures watched the gladiatorial combat here back then.

The two landed on the highest arena and looked around. The place was indeed very large, enough for Transcendent Immortals to unleash their full power.

"Fang Yuzhu once fought with someone here," Demon Lord Yanyan said. She wasn't used to calling Fairy Fang "sister" behind her back, so she addressed her by her name directly.

Sizzle!

A pattern appeared on the ground, and then the arena cracked open, revealing a set of antique silver armor that looked like it came from some unknown period.

"Anlu Lantoka ..." it actually made a mechanical sound.

"What race's language?" Wang Xuan looked at it. Its appearance was abrupt, and it made a sound, breaking the tranquility of the place.

"Crack, Mini, Euler..." The inside of the silver armor was empty, devoid of any living beings, yet it still emitted sounds, switching between keywords from multiple language systems.

Wang Xuan was surprised. Those keywords echoed the pronunciation of this universe, and he even heard words from the Oula Star.

The armor appears to be searching for and retrieving a matching language.

"Oula, Wali Ka, Nidaye!" Wang Xuan spoke, engaging in conversation with it and demonstrating his half-baked Oula Star language.

Yanyan pinched him hard, making his flesh and kidneys ache. She said, "Don't mess around. Let it adjust to the Old Earth- based language."

"Humans and Demon Immortals, challenging us again?" Finally, its voice could be understood.

This made Wang Xuan frown. It looked like ancient divine and demonic armor, but it was emitting a synthesized mechanical sound, which was very strange.

"Who are you?" the demon lord asked, his voice filled with Killing Aura.

The armor spoke in Old Earth ancient language, similar to some regional dialects today, but it was generally understandable. The general meaning was: the victors advance, the losers are forever forgotten.

Sizzle!

A beam of light appeared, as if descending from space or stepping out of the void, and poured into the armor, filling the empty armor with a greenish glow.

Suddenly, the silver armor became dangerous, emitting extraordinary energy fluctuations at around the fourth level of the Carefree Journey.

The Demon Lord Yanyan's expression changed. Even she was nothing special in the mortal world, yet this armor's extraordinary level was almost comparable to hers?

She released Wang Xuan's arm, letting him step back, sensing that things were getting tricky here. No wonder Zhang Daoling and the others had disappeared and hadn't left yet.

Because this is just the beginning!

"I have something to ask you," Yanyan said, disliking confrontations that were unclear or ambiguous.

"Victory means life, defeat means death." That was the brief response she received. Green light filled her armor, making her resemble a green humanoid creature.

"Don't be arrogant, answer the question first," Wang Xuan said.

However, the green light within the Silver Armor merely repeated those four words, uttering nothing else.

Furthermore, in the distance, a new pattern lit up on the ground, and another suit of armor appeared, seemingly made of black iron, cold and dark. First, it clicked, then it broke, and then transitioned to the Old Earth ancient language Wang Xuan was somewhat familiar with.

"You, come here!" it said, pointing at Wang Xuan in a mechanical voice.

Then, a blue light bloomed in the void, entered the black armor, filled the empty space inside, and emitted extraordinary fluctuations at the pinnacle of the Human World, seemingly surpassing the ninth level.

Blue Light repeated those simple words, "Victory means life, defeat means death!"

"This place is too strange." Wang Xuan looked puzzled and walked forward, eager to find out what was going on here.

"Be careful!" Demon Lord Yanyan said, gathering her hair, her bright red dress exuding a cold aura as she approached the silver-armored figure.

The next moment she made a decisive move. Without used the God Slaying Banner, she pressed her snow-white palm forward, and immediately holy patterns intertwined, as if the sky and earth were collapsing and the void seemed to be distorted and collapsed.

The strength of her delicate, white hand was terrifying. With a thud, it dented the Silver Armor, causing the green light inside to vibrate violently and flicker.

Wang Xuan was moved. This was a strike from the Demon Lord, with unparalleled attack power, yet it didn't cause the armor to explode directly.

What material is that silver armor made of?

Within the armor, a brilliant green light shone, almost completely covering the Silver Armor itself. It launched a full-scale counterattack, charging towards the Demon Lord Yanyan.

The Super Material boiled, and the light engulfed the arena area. It was astonishing that it could actually fight against the Demon Lord!

However, amidst the deafening clang of metal clashing, and the widespread blooming and extinguishing of runes, after more than a dozen hard clashes and multiple exchanges, the green light within the armor could no longer withstand the impact, letting out a scream before being shattered by the pure white palm and quickly dissipating.

Click!

The demon lord's skirt billowed up, revealing her long, straight, snow-white legs from beneath the red dress. She kicked the silver armor to the side, and with a crack, it snapped.

"Warning, Super Creature! Warning..." The broken armor emitted a repeated sound.

Without a doubt, the silver armor and that emerald green light must have been extremely powerful and of a very high standard, yet it was defeated in this way, which seems to be no small matter.

Before Wang Xuan could even move, the black armor filled with blue light strode over and attacked him.

The black-armored creature moved swiftly and fiercely, taking a single step and instantly disappearing from its original spot. It suddenly appeared hundreds of meters away in front of Wang Xuan, and with a single, mid-air kick, it stomped towards his face.

"You're giving me too much face, aren't you?!" Wang Xuan's eyes flashed with divine light; few extraordinary individuals dared to slap him in the face so readily.

In the instant he slightly turned his body, he dodged the kick, and at the same time, his fist, accompanied by a shower of light, slammed into the opponent's falling body, intending to smash it directly with the Feather Ascension Fist.

However, the black armor, shimmering with blue light, was extremely swift. It twisted its waist in mid-air to dodge, and then swept its other leg fiercely, essentially strangling him in mid-air.

Wang Xuan's body glowed, and with a loud bang, Super Material violently evaporated from the metal ground. He teleported away and appeared dozens of meters away.

However, in the void, a real dragon and a fire phoenix appeared, lifelike, one with gleaming scales and the other with fiery red wings spread out and crossed, rushing towards him to sever his body.

This was not only close combat, but the twisting of the legs was also a display of magic, with the black armor filled with blue light releasing a unique skill - Dragon Phoenix Shear.

In the civilization of gods and demons, the strongest beings can wield this power to sever stars and cut off galaxies.

In a battle at this level, once unleashed, it can easily crush the opponent.

Wang Xuan teleported several times, but the spell followed him relentlessly, attempting to sever his physical body and destroy his primordial spirit—a double attack from flesh and blood to mind.

He was certain that this was a level Ten Stages monster, and regardless of whether it was a creature with flesh and blood or some other type of life form, it was extremely powerful.

He didn't use the Iron Stake, but instead fought with his bare hands. Of course, he also used his ultimate technique, activating the Dao Slaying Sword scripture. First, his two arms seemed to turn into light, like two divine swords clanging together as they met the Dragon Phoenix Shear.

Then, his entire body glowed, and countless sword beams surged forth. Amidst the dazzling light and the piercing sound, the black armor was blocked.

The two collided repeatedly, and after several exchanges, the blue light dissipated, the two legs of the black armor shattered, and metal fragments littered the ground.

"Warning, Super Creature... cub! Warning, Super Creature... cub!" The broken black armor repeated this mechanical voice.

Wang Xuan was stunned at first, then filled with murderous intent. How could they become cubs in his eyes? This is too much of a bullying of the Ancestor Wang!

The Demon Lord Yanyan Yan gracefully approached, no longer so aloof. With a faint smile, she glanced at him, her bright red and sensual lips parting slightly, clearly uttering the words "child."

Suddenly, several beams of light descended from the sky onto the empty seats, and vaguely visible among them were human-like beings.

Even through the haze, one could see someone clapping.

The Demon Lord Yanyan's smile vanished instantly, and she charged forward with the God Slaying Banner!

Someone was watching a show, what did they take them for? Wang Xuan's face instantly turned cold, and he held the iron rod, ready to strike.

I've failed to adjust the Underworld Hours for the eighth time. Nine is an extreme number, and I've tried again and again despite repeated failures. Am I about to see the light at the end of the tunnel? Everyone, don't wait for Chapter Two, go and try adjusting it again.