He Xian stood with his hands behind his back. Suns and moons rose and sank within his silver eyes, and a river of stars blazed brilliantly. Wisps of Dao energy seeped from every pore of his body, making him seem like a god descended to earth. His terrifying power surged skyward, blazing hot enough to scorch.
Golden light likewise illuminated the world.
He reached out a hand, intending to meet the ancient golden spear head-on with his bare hand.
Sizzle!
Golden light flickered and vanished as boundless energy erupted. Just like that, the golden spear was stopped.
An Yu's eyes widened.
"I know someone whose saber is sharper than your spear." He Xian seized the tip of the ancient golden spear and squeezed hard.
The spear shattered inch by inch.
An Lan was merely an ordinary Immortal King, after all. There was nothing special about him.
Then, without showing the slightest mercy, He Xian flashed forward and lashed a heavy kick straight at An Yu's head.
Fighting these ordinary members of the Emperor Clan no longer stirred anything in him.
So this was progress! Exactly the result I wanted.
Boom!
An Yu was kicked through the air and slammed heavily onto the arena. One side of his face swelled up.
"Ah! How dare you! I belong to An Lan's lineage! I cannot be humiliated! I cannot be defeated!" An Yu roared like a madman, his Dao heart shattered. That single blow had stripped him of all his elegant composure.
He was like a wild beast driven mad.
"How is this possible? How could Lord An Yu be sent flying with a single kick? Even his ancient golden spear was crushed!" His followers were even less willing to believe it, utterly distraught.
"Yes! Lord An Yu must have been careless! Lord An Yu is invincible!" Some even began shouting such things.
Only the participating prodigies who did not favor An Lan's lineage could judge things more rationally.
"I finally understand how this son of the Crane Ancestor defeated Lord Chi Menghong. He's too terrifying!" Everyone was shaken, unable to look directly at the figure in the arena.
"We of An Lan's lineage are invincible in this age! Kill!" The fierce battle continued in the arena.
An Yu went berserk. He was of the Emperor Clan, of An Lan's lineage. From birth, he had been destined to stand at the pinnacle of this world. He possessed a legend of invincibility!
The Emperor Clan had been undefeated since ancient times!
"Red Spear Edge, take form!" The golden spear appeared again.
In the void, the golden spear shone over heaven and earth.
He Xian merely shook his head.
This spear carried far too much glory. It had once pierced many Immortal Kings. Unfortunately, this was only an imprint, an Ancestral Art, and nothing to fear.
"Let me show you what invincibility means! What it means to be undefeated! Who dares proclaim himself invincible? Who dares call himself undefeated?" He Xian let out a long cry, filled with an indescribable, almost demonic tyranny.
All that was missing was, "Not even your ancestor qualifies."
At that moment, his spirit and vigor seemed capable of sweeping across the world. So what if his opponent was an Immortal King? In a battle at the same level, he was confident he was inferior to no one.
Desolate Heaven Emperor, is it? Just you wait.
An Yu gripped the Red Spear Edge, bloodied and maddened. His humiliation was beyond words. All he wanted was to viciously pierce the enemy before him.
Just as his ancestor had pierced those peerless foes.
"Fight!" An Yu unleashed supreme killing attacks!
"Invincibility isn't something you can just claim!" Golden light protected He Xian's body, his killing intent surging. Boundless treasure energy rang out, and myriad wondrous arts condensed into a single move. Every strike was terrifying, splitting yin and yang, evolving chaos, and shooting out horrifying beams of light.
Clang! Clang!
He struck the peerless ancient spear with both hands, producing the crisp ring of clashing steel.
Brilliant wisps of radiance could be seen scattering amid those crisp metallic clashes, turning into light that shot into the sky. Divine rays of chaos crisscrossed and flew wildly in every direction.
"Kneel!"
He Xian held the ancient golden spear in one hand and brought the other down toward An Yu's shoulder, intending to force him to his knees!
To end this farce.
Spurt!
An Yu's eyes bulged with fury. His body crackled incessantly, and his legs exploded, yet he still refused to bend his knees. Bright red blood splashed everywhere, mixed with fragments of white bone.
That seemingly soft palm landed on his shoulder, yet it felt as though ten thousand primordial divine mountains had pressed down upon him. It was too heavy, too difficult to resist.
Seeing this, He Xian did not rush to strike again.
"You have some backbone," he praised.
He admired people like this. Surely very few people would not!
"Withdraw. You're no match for me." He suddenly wanted to take An Yu as a follower.
Someday, when we face the Nine Heavens, wouldn't it be impressive to declare, "Red Spear Edge, Immortal Shield, slay every Immortal King and destroy the Nine Heavens"?
"Are you willing to follow me?" With his thoughts flowing freely, He Xian abruptly asked the question.
Everyone present was shocked.
"Has he gone mad? He wants to take someone from An Lan's lineage as a follower!"
"What dominance!" Some praised him, while others cursed him.
This was perfectly normal. When people encountered something they could not understand, they often responded with curses and slander.
Taking a member of the Emperor Clan as a follower was precisely something they could not understand.
Even An Yu froze, as though he had forgotten he was still in battle. He remained stunned for a long time.
"How dare you insult me!" Enraged, he tried to attack He Xian despite his shattered legs.
Seeing this, He Xian lost interest as well. "What a fool."
With a single palm strike, he sent this Emperor Clan prodigy of An Lan's lineage flying.
He fell out of the arena!
Only upon seeing this did the watching participants finally believe that a member of the Emperor Clan had been defeated so easily. It shattered their entire understanding of the world.
"A member of the Emperor Clan was defeated by the Crane Ancestor's son, just like that!"
"He defies the heavens! This is the second member of the Emperor Clan he's defeated, isn't it?"
"What a world-shaking feat! He's too terrifying!" Even more people began struggling to breathe, nearly collapsing.
"So forceful, so domineering! He's a brilliant sun rising into the sky. In this generation, even the Emperor Clan has a rival!"
An Yu's mind trembled violently. He could no longer control his emotions and was utterly despondent.
"Do not worry, Your Highness. Your elder brother is already on his way. That son of the Crane Ancestor is only in the Self-Slaying Realm. He certainly cannot withstand even one move from Lord An Jing. Once he arrives, he will surely avenge Your Highness."
Behind An Yu, his followers comforted him through gritted teeth. Someone even took out a Communication Jade Pendant and murmured into it, a vicious look on his face.
"Oh?" In the arena, He Xian raised an eyebrow. Naturally, he had heard that warning. It seemed deliberately meant for his ears, with no attempt to conceal it.
"What a pack of fools." Annoyance appeared on his face.
Then he brought his fingers together and unleashed a sword slash!
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Clouds of blood mist burst around An Yu, brilliant and eerily beautiful. Yet he showed no reaction. He had gone numb.
What a pack of fools. He Xian had not wanted to bother with these ants, but they were simply too annoying.
Better to casually swat them dead.
The bloody scene silenced everyone who had been talking around them.
Only then did they remember that this was a supreme king who had single-handedly defeated two members of the Emperor Clan. Killing them would be as easy as slaughtering chickens and sheep. They had to show him absolute respect.