Two Quasi-Emperors and Nine Saints, Li Xuan Uses One Qi into Three Purities, All Held in the Palm

Chen Xiyue? That old man was actually Chen Xiyue?!

The remaining Saint-realm figures of the Xiyue Holy Land and Ji Chunwu both stared at the white-haired old man with grave expressions.

Their first-generation Holy Master had arrived, yet they felt not the slightest bit of joy.

On the contrary, their expressions were exceptionally solemn.

The current situation spoke for itself—their first-generation Holy Master was the enemy of the Xiyue Holy Land!

"How can this be!"

Xu Geng's eyes split with anger. Even though he had already harbored suspicions in his heart, seeing this scene unfolding before him was another matter entirely.

The first-generation Holy Master of their Xiyue Holy Land was actually standing together with Saint-realm monsters, asking the Great Emperor Taixuan to spare the murderer who had killed their Xiyue Holy Land disciples!

Blood trickled from the corner of Xu Geng's mouth.

And now, there had unexpectedly appeared two entities beyond the Saint King realm, two Saint Kings, two Great Saints, and three Saints!

Terrifying!

How could there be so many Saint-realm existences within the Devil's Cave?!

Just what virtue or ability did their Xiyue Holy Land possess to face this?!

"You really are ruthless enough, Chen Xiyue," Li Xuan said, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the nine figures surrounding him. "Little Xingyi, you've actually reached the Quasi-Emperor realm now as well. And you, Dan Du, Lin An, all of you are half-step Quasi-Emperors now. Truly impressive."

Saying this, Li Xuan gave them a thumbs-up.

The ten figures lowered their heads slightly in a bow toward Li Xuan. "Greetings, Great Emperor Taixuan."

Chen Xingyi, the old man who had followed behind Chen Xiyue, fell to his knees once more. "Paying respects to the Master. I was merely lingering on my last breath, hiding underground without seeing the light of day. The days were dull and devoid of meaning, so what does it matter even if I achieved the Quasi-Emperor realm?"

Li Xuan chuckled softly.

Listening to the words of the Great Emperor Taixuan and witnessing this scene, the two Great Saints of the Xiyue Holy Land and all the other Saint-realm members turned utterly pale, a chill running down their spines.

Little Xingyi—Chen Xingyi, that was the second-generation Holy Master of their Xiyue Holy Land!

Dan Du was the third-generation Holy Master of the Xiyue Holy Land, and Lin An was the fourth-generation Holy Master!

To think that at this moment, all of them had attained realms beyond the Saint King realm!

The second-generation Holy Master was a Quasi-Emperor!

The third and fourth-generation Holy Masters were half-step Quasi-Emperors!

As for the first-generation Holy Master, she was already at the Quasi-Emperor realm before she vanished—what realm had she reached by now?

At this moment, their arrival was a case of ill intent; visitors were certainly not coming with good intentions!

Following that, Ji Chun and Wu Xian gritted their teeth, their eyes splitting with rage. These people had come targeting the Great Emperor!

They looked toward the remaining Saint-realm monsters, their minds deeply shaken. Could these people also be former Holy Masters of the Xiyue Holy Land?

Chen Xiyue coughed twice and looked at the Saint-realm figures of Xiyue. "Your guesses are correct. These are all Holy Masters of our Xiyue Holy Land. There is no need to panic."

"Cut the crap, Chen Xiyue, save me quickly!" Cui Ning roared impatiently. His life force was still draining away; he was about to die!

And yet this damned Chen Xiyue was still chattering endlessly.

Chen Xiyue offered a faint smile, the gray wrinkles on her face deepening. She looked at Li Xuan. "Li Xuan, it has been a long time. For the sake of this old friend of mine, why not spare Cui Ning? After all, he has a debt of gratitude toward me, otherwise I wouldn't have survived until today."

Li Xuan smiled, non-committal.

Chen Xiyue stepped forward and arrived at Cui Ning's side. "I will help you."

Cui Ning clutched his neck as gray divine radiance continuously gushed from it. "You came too late..."

Before Cui Ning could finish his sentence, his body felt light. Instantly, he staggered backward. His body, his neck—his head had vanished at some unknown moment.

Chen Xiyue's hand, withered like a chicken claw, was gripping Cui Ning's head. Cui Ning's face was filled with shock and fierce resentment. "Chen Xiyue, how could you, how dare you kill me?"

Chen Xiyue shook her head, a trace of emotion on her face. "Ignorant of the situation. Compared to fearing you, I fear my old friend far more. This old friend of mine is the pettiest and holds the deepest grudges."

Li Xuan felt displeased. "Now that is pure slander. Be careful or I'll sue you for defamation!"

When was he ever petty?

Chen Xiyue burst into loud laughter, raised her hand, and with a *bang*, crushed Cui Ning's head to pieces.

Li Xuan made a move, a strand of Demon-Slaying Qi instantly reducing Cui Ning to flying ash.

Li Xuan looked at Chen Xiyue, his expression turning indifferent. "Now, shouldn't we settle the matter of you plotting against me? Making me leave a promise that nine thousand years later, you would come to kill me?"

"I am quite curious. Were you able to foresee my arrival nine thousand years ago?"

Li Xuan was genuinely curious; he knew Chen Xiyue did not possess such capability.

That the Xiyue Holy Land would encounter danger and call for help did not surprise Li Xuan.

Because Chen Xiyue was inside the Devil's Cave, she could prompt the Xiyue Holy Land to send for help whenever she wished.

Nine thousand years?

The first-generation Xiyue Holy Master had been plotting against the Great Emperor Taixuan all along? No one could understand it. Chen Xiyue and the Great Emperor Taixuan were close friends—why would Chen Xiyue scheme against the Great Emperor?!

They all felt a chill creeping up their spines. Just thinking about it was terrifying. That was nine thousand years ago, an era when the Great Emperor might not even have achieved emperorship yet, and Chen Xiyue had not yet become the Xiyue Holy Master.

Yet even back then, Chen Xiyue was already plotting against the Great Emperor!

Such a person was far too terrifying, so sinister!

It was suffocating.

Chen Xiyue took a deep breath and shook her head. "No. I calculated when you would appear. Whether you appeared or not, I would have emerged at this time. What's more, you actually did appear."

Li Xuan's expression remained calm, his fingers moving slightly. "It seems you really do wish to consume me. The world changes easily; I never expected that the prideful prodigy confident of invincibility back then would turn into a man-eating evil ghost. Weren't you the one who detested the Supreme Beings of the Forbidden Dark Zones the most?"

"What, do you now wish to become a Supreme Being of the Forbidden Dark Zones yourself?"

The Saint-realm figures of the Xiyue Holy Land wore grave expressions.

The two Great Saints, Ji Chun and Wu Xian, steadied their sacred bodies and slowly stood up.

Today, this matter could not end amicably!

Two Quasi-Emperors, two half-step Quasi-Emperors, two Saint Kings, two Great Saints, and three Saints.

Faced with such overwhelming power, Ji Chun and the others felt despair rising in their hearts. They truly had never imagined that such terrifying power existed hidden within their Xiyue Holy Land!

And now that they had seen it, these beings were their enemies!

They were here to hunt down the Great Emperor!

Despair! Utter despair!

A massive sense of despair surged within their hearts. The Saint-realm figures of the Xiyue Holy Land also stood up, facing the towering, spreading might of the Saint King realm.

On the other side, the Holy Master of Xiyue and the others felt their minds swimming, unable even to think. Their bodies trembled involuntarily as they dropped to their knees, pressing themselves flat against the ground. Leng Yanshuang and Mo Yao were no exception; their minds were completely blank.

They were dead—they were going to die!

At this moment, an incomparable wave of regret clearly surged from the depths of their hearts. They were wrong; they should never have meddled in this affair!

They should never have followed Ye Bufan.

*Bang, bang, bang.*

Several muffled sounds rang out. Leng Yanshuang's eyes split with rage, and a stream of bloody tears flowed from them. By now, any of the high-spirited demeanor she had displayed upon first appearing at the Li family estate was long gone.

Because the ones dying were the few remaining disciples of her Linglong Sect, and among them was her mother!

In an instant, Leng Yanshuang felt her heart break, filled with a regret so profound it tore her entrails apart!

She was wrong; she should not have disobeyed her mother!

A system prompt appeared, but Li Xuan did not bother to look at it.

Hearing Li Xuan's question, the smile that had constantly lingered on Chen Xiyue's face vanished entirely. He looked at Li Xuan, a vicious look surfacing on his face. "You are a Great Emperor, so naturally you cannot understand the suffering of someone like me in the Quasi-Emperor realm. The path ahead is blocked by you!"

"I have no hope of advancing, and my lifespan is running out. Do you know how agonizing it was for me, while you basked in infinite glory, to sit in the Xiyue Holy Land and feel my dwindling lifespan ticking away?"

"The cold moon and warm sun, the chirping of birds and fragrance of flowers, spring coming and autumn going—none of it had anything to do with me. I could only feel my body growing old, my vital blood decaying, my power vanishing, and a dense aura of death exuding from my being."

"You tell me, what was I supposed to do? I do not want to die."

Chen Xiyue's face was twisted in ferocity, staring at Li Xuan like an evil ghost looking to devour someone.

Li Xuan acted as though he could not feel Chen Xiyue's Quasi-Emperor pressure at all. He said indifferently, "Then strive for the Immortal Path? You possessed neither the courage to fight for the Immortal Path nor the courage to risk everything for a single lifetime."

"That is why you chose to hide here."

"Back then, you didn't even dare to see me. You had already chosen the path you wanted to walk."

Li Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, feeling no surprise. When faced with death, people were capable of doing anything; in truth, they had already gone mad.

"Hahahaha," Chen Xiyue emitted a cold laugh, looking greedily at Li Xuan. "You speak so easily. Look at yourself now—soft-skinned and tender, truly living up to your name as a Great Emperor. You still have a millennium left; why not hand over your Emperor Bones and Daoist Rhyme to me, so I can live for another ten thousand years?!"

"To fulfill your brother's Dao?"

Li Xuan sighed softly and shook his head indifferently. "I advise you to be benevolent and end your own life. I have no wish to kill you, nor do I wish to kill Little Xingyi and the others, nor do I wish to stain my hands with the blood of my close friend."

"If you end your own life, your lineage will not be severed; I will protect your Dao foundation."

A promise from Li Xuan—this was entirely different from the past. With his boundless longevity in the future, his promise carried immense weight.

"Ha," Chen Xiyue sneered. "Whatever I, Chen Xiyue, want, I take with my own hands. Li Xuanyi, let me offer you a word of advice as well: we were brothers, and I would rather not make things too ugly between us. If you surrender without a fight, I will grant you a quick death."

Li Xuan gazed at Chen Xiyue, a smile appearing on his face. "You are all so confident? So confident you can take me down?"

Chen Xiyue stepped forward, his stooped body straightening step by step as the aura around him surged upward.

Quasi-Emperor—first-stage Quasi-Emperor, second stage, third stage, fourth stage, fifth stage, sixth stage, seventh stage!

The mighty aura of the seventh-stage Quasi-Emperor caused the heavens and earth to change color, bolts of lightning exploding across the sky.

Gray dust swirled, and wisps of gray divine radiance emerged, flowing directly into Chen Xiyue's body.

Those were the monsters from the Devil's Cave—once disciples of the Xiyue Holy Land who had perished within the cave and turned into monsters, alongside those infected by Cui Ning and transformed.

Moreover, powerful figures who had died over the ages were brought here to become monsters.

Not just disciples of the Xiyue Holy Land, but disciples of other holy lands as well. Over the thousands of years, countless ordinary disciples had perished and turned into monsters.

Now, all of this had become nourishment for Chen Xiyue.

The peaks of the Xiyue Holy Land shattered as pillars of gray divine radiance stood tall. The floating islands that had once densely dotted the area, lush and brimming with vitality, instantly turned into a desolate land of death.

Every single mountain peak of the Xiyue Holy Land vanished, and the carved beams and painted pillars of the palaces and pavilions were reduced to ruins.

Ji Chun sighed and slowly straightened his body. Beside him stood Wu Xian. The two Great Saints of the Xiyue Holy Land stood up at last.

Behind them, the Saint-realm figures of the Xiyue Holy Land wore expressions of extreme bitterness. Today, not only had they nearly become nourishment for others, but they had also shown disrespect to the Great Emperor.

Looking at the countless disciples of the Xiyue Holy Land—among whom were their descendants and bloodline progeny—all of them were gone.

*Sigh.*

A deep, lingering sigh echoed out.

Today, let their blood be used in exchange for the safety of the Great Emperor!

They truly worried—the Great Emperor had already struck down Cui Ning with a single blow. That Cui Ning possessed supreme Dao scriptures and was at the Saint King realm, yet the Great Emperor had killed him with one strike. Still, they harbored deep anxieties.

"A seventh-stage Quasi-Emperor to kill you, a first-stage Great Emperor Li Xuanyi, requires no outside assistance!"

Chen Xiyue's voice rang out, his gaze indifferent as he locked eyes with Li Xuan.

In his eyes, Li Xuan was already fish on a chopping board, ready to be carved up at will!

Li Xuan looked at Chen Xiyue with rapt interest. "Not bad, very powerful. I remember the last time I saw you, you were only at the first-stage Quasi-Emperor realm. Hiding underground for seven thousand years and stepping into the seventh-stage Quasi-Emperor realm—very impressive."

"However, it is not enough."

Chen Xiyue sneered. "You unleashed a single strike to slay Cui Ning; all of that was within my expectations."

"You have already entered your twilight years as a Great Emperor. Once you expend your power, how much longer can you live?"

"Can you strike a second time? Against that blow on Cui Ning, can you unleash a second strike right now?"

"You cannot."

Li Xuan smiled. "You are mistaken. Is there a possibility that I am simply very strong?"

Chen Xiyue laughed even harder. "I'll believe that!"

Before Li Xuan could speak, Wu Xian and Ji Chun appeared beside him, gazing at Chen Xiyue with eyes full of hatred.

"Chen Xiyue, as the first-generation Holy Master of our Xiyue Holy Land, you are utterly heartless, treating our Xiyue Holy Land as mere provisions! You are truly beneath contempt and deserve to die a thousand deaths!"

"If you want to lay a hand on the Great Emperor, you'll have to get past us first!"

Ji Chun breathed heavily, gritting his teeth as he stared at Chen Xiyue.

"Courting death!"

Chen Xingyi, the second-generation Holy Master, stepped forward, cold light flashing in his eyes. His domain expanded, instantly reaching before Ji Chun as he brought down a single palm.

Li Xuan flicked his finger, unleashing a Demon-Slaying Qi. Chen Xingyi's Quasi-Emperor body split apart, instantly cleaved into two halves. His sacred body flew backward, droplets of black Quasi-Emperor blood falling to the ground, tainted with an inauspicious aura yet failing to cause any harm. Chen Xingyi's Quasi-Emperor frame crashed to the earth, his eyes filled with shock as he stared at Li Xuan.

"How is this possible! I am a Quasi-Emperor!"

Chen Xingyi found it impossible to believe. He was a Quasi-Emperor—a genuine, living Quasi-Emperor—and yet he was unable to withstand a single finger from Li Xuan?!

This region had long since been solidified by a domain, alongside the presence of Li Xuan, a Great Emperor.

Even the power of a domain could not break through it.

Chen Xingyi's incomparably tough Quasi-Emperor body had proved fragile under the sword qi of Li Xuan's single finger.

Li Xuan stepped forward, shaking his head as he looked at Chen Xingyi. "A Quasi-Emperor? What use is it to hide in an underground devil's cave for thousands of years and use provisions to forcefully elevate yourself to the Quasi-Emperor realm? A Quasi-Emperor? Nothing more than trash. You have not even comprehended your own Dao."

"Without comprehending one's own Dao, one remains nothing more than an ant in the end."

"A Quasi-Emperor still relying on a domain? Utterly ridiculous."

Li Xuan's calm words caused Chen Xingyi's face to turn deathly pale; he found it impossible to accept.

He was fragile, nothing more than trash.

Ji Chun and the others were utterly dazed. Was the Great Emperor Taixuan truly this terrifying?

They had originally thought that the Great Emperor had entered his twilight years with dwindling lifespan, unable to freely mobilize his power here.

Yet now, the Great Emperor far exceeded anything they could have imagined!

Watching Chen Xingyi's Quasi-Emperor body being cleaved apart by a single finger, it took a long time for Ji Chun and the others to recover their wits, drawing in sharp breaths.

The Great Emperor was truly this powerful.

Li Xuan stepped forward and looked at Chen Xiyue. "I originally thought the little play you set up for me would be quite spectacular, but now it seems utterly disappointing. Is there anyone else? Call them out and let me have a look."

Chen Xiyue silently glanced at Chen Xingyi, then turned his gaze back to Li Xuan. Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on his face, his eyes indifferent and his tone filled with absolute confidence. "Li Xuanyi, you almost managed to bluff me. You unleashed two strikes; are you still putting on a brave front and putting up a false front while your aura fluctuates?"

"You truly have the most scheming mind. Back then, I always wanted to know where all these crafty little tricks of yours came from."

"However, it seems that is no longer necessary. Strength is strength! Strong is strong, and weak is weak!"

"All those little tricks of yours are useless against me!"

Chen Xiyue stood tall and straight, smiling with absolute confidence as he looked at Li Xuan. He was completely assured of his success; the fluctuations in Li Xuan's bodily aura were as clear as day to him.

Today, he had Li Xuan firmly in his grasp, and no one would be able to save him!

Ji Chun and the others refused to believe it. The Great Emperor was an invincible existence—how could he possibly be seen through by Chen Xiyue?

Li Xuan let out a non-committal hum.

He raised his head calmly. "Meeting is worse than hearing fame. Seeing you today is a massive disappointment. Since that is the case, let us consider my close friend as truly dead."

Hearing this, Chen Xiyue sneered. With a grip of his hand, a beam of black and white light flew into his palm—it was his Quasi-Emperor weapon.

The next moment, a beam of light pierced straight through Li Xuan's figure.

Everyone froze.

They looked toward Li Xuan, only to see an opening appear right through his chest. The Emperor's body of Li Xuan had been pierced right through!

"Hahahaha," Chen Xiyue burst into wild laughter, roaring up toward the heavens. "Li Xuanyi, oh Li Xuanyi, is this what a Great Emperor is? Is this a Great Emperor?! Today! I slay a Great Emperor! I shall become the Xiyue Emperor!"

Chen Xiyue's voice shook the heavens.

Ji Chun and Wu Xian were utterly dazed. The Great Emperor had just displayed divine might, yet now he had been pierced through by a single spear strike?!

Overcome with horror, they finally realized what had happened. The Great Emperor's body had been pierced through by Chen Xiyue's spear?!

*Oh no!* Wu Xian and Ji Chun's eyes split with rage as sacred blood poured from their bodies, their figures instantly shooting toward Li Xuan.

The Great Emperor could not die—he absolutely could not die.

Everyone was stunned dumb by this scene. Li Xuan had just been demonstrating invincible methods, cleaving Chen Xingyi's Quasi-Emperor body apart, yet now his imperial body had been pierced through by Chen Xiyue with a single spear!

An extreme chill erupted from deep within the bodies of the Xiyue Holy Land's Saint-realm members. Their expressions were completely blank, their lips trembling as they gazed at Li Xuan.

That's right, they hadn't seen wrong; there was a massive wound on the Great Emperor's imperial body, and the imperial blood...

The imperial blood hadn't even begun to flow.

However, the Great Emperor Taixuan truly had not evaded that spear strike; he had taken the hit squarely and solidly.

Everyone felt a wave of sorrow. The Great Emperor was actually unable to evade even a single spear strike from a Quasi-Emperor!

*Clang.*

Ji Chun and Wu Xian were instantly swept away by a sweep of the spear, crashing to the ground. They stood there in a daze before watching in shock as Chen Xiyue strode toward the Great Emperor Taixuan.

"Li Xuanyi, oh Li Xuanyi, you are nothing more than waste. You wanted to kill me? You wanted to say my close friend was dead? Come on, kill me then! I was a genius since childhood—by what right were you the one to achieve emperorship?"

Chen Xiyue brandished his spear, looking at Li Xuan with absolute ease, a face plastered with ecstatic joy.

"Today, I shall devour the Great Emperor Taixuan, prove my own Dao, and establish the Xiyue Emperor lineage!"

Dan Du, Lin An, and the others were ecstatic. The Great Emperor—the Great Emperor had truly entered his twilight years!

And now he was finished!

Their master was about to become a Great Emperor!

To live for another ten thousand years and suppress an entire era!

"The Xiyue Emperor!"

"The Xiyue Emperor!"

Chen Xingyi and the others were filled with fanatical devotion.

"Sigh, I suppose I am still too weak."

Li Xuan lowered his head and glanced at the hole in his chest.

Chen Xiyue brandished his Quasi-Emperor weapon and laughed aloud. "That's right, you are too weak, failing even to withstand a single full-power strike from me. You truly live up to your name as the weakest Great Emperor. But it doesn't matter; once I refine you and become the Xiyue Emperor, our essences will merge into one. How could I ever forget a brother like you! When that time comes, I shall achieve supreme might in your stead."

Hearing this, Li Xuan raised his head and offered a faint smile toward Chen Xiyue.

Chen Xiyue froze. Looking at Li Xuan's smile, a chill struck his heart. He reached out to grab Li Xuan. "You... go to hell!"

Li Xuan transformed into a wisp of clear Qi and drifted away from between Chen Xiyue's fingers. Chen Xiyue's brow furrowed as his eyes slowly widened, and he raised his head.

The dark clouds parted, and that wisp of clear Qi flew up onto a gigantic palm. Li Xuan's face appeared in the sky, blotting out the sun and heavens.

And Chen Xiyue and the others were right there in the palm of that hand! The enormous Xiyue Holy Land was cradled in Li Xuan's palm, with Chen Xiyue and his companions trapped right inside it!

Those previously closed eyes slowly opened, gazing down at Chen Xiyue.