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Chapter 427 The Young Singer's Journey 96

After a long while, the smoke and dust stirred up by the sword energy gradually dissipated, revealing a tall and imposing figure.

Xiao Yu stood proudly in the arena, holding the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Looking around, all the 'immortals' within the entire barrier were lying on the ground, scattered haphazardly, with not a single one alive.

Outside the barrier, the crowd suddenly erupted in deafening cheers, everyone's eyes fixed on Xiao Yu, their gazes burning with fervent admiration for the strong.

"We won! We won! His Highness the Crimson King has won!"

"His Highness the Crimson King single-handedly slaughtered all those 'immortals'!"

"Ahhh! The Heaven-Slaying Sword has chosen its own master automatically, and His Highness the Crimson King is the one chosen by Heaven."

Humans are born with an admiration for and a desire to follow the strong; this is an innate trait that cannot be changed.

Previously, those "immortals" attempted to plunder the fortunes of the mortal world. Even experts like Nangong Chunshui and Mo Yi could only barely resist them, but ultimately could not defeat them.

However, Xiao Yu was able to single-handedly slay all the "immortals" who had entered the mortal realm.

This extraordinary strength filled everyone present with awe and admiration.

However, Xiao Yu ignored the cheers of the surrounding crowd, focusing his gaze once again on the dark crack in the sky, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Come on! Come down! What? None of you dare to come down?"

No one knew better than Xiao Yu how many demons there were in the heavens; what he had just killed was merely a drop in the ocean.

In his previous life, he killed non-stop for ten days to clean up the area. Now, he has only killed a mere two hundred people. This is nothing!

After a long while, the sky remained silent, without any response.

Xiao Yu burst into laughter, plunged the Heaven-Slaying Sword deep into the ground, ripped off his wide-sleeved robe and threw it on the ground, making him appear even more agile.

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

If we do not eliminate those demons in the sky today and give them a chance to breathe, they will surely become a great threat in the future.

Thinking of this, a fierce glint flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes, and he gripped the Heaven-Slaying Sword tightly once more: "Since you won't come down, then I'll go up—"

Having said that, he raised his left hand, and the barrier that was "severing heaven and earth" vanished without a trace.

The power of heaven and earth enveloped the land once more, and Xiao Yu's wounds healed rapidly under the nourishment of this power, recovering more than half in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the surge of power within him, Xiao Yu smiled coldly and flew towards the crack in the sky without hesitation.

The crowd on the ground watched his retreating figure soar into the sky, all somewhat bewildered.

"What is Your Highness the Crimson King trying to do?"

"Is the Crimson King going to close that rift in the sky?"

"But judging from this murderous aura, it doesn't seem like it."

"My goodness! Is His Highness the Crimson King planning to slaughter his way to the heavens?!"

wow——

The crowd erupted in cheers as soon as these words were spoken.

Everyone looked up, staring intently at Xiao Yu's departing figure, their hearts filled with shock.

Just as Xiao Yu was about to reach the rift, the clouds in the sky began to churn violently, as if they were being stirred up by an invisible giant hand.

As if sensing some kind of threat, the crack shrank rapidly in the blink of an eye, threatening to disappear completely before Xiao Yu arrived.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Xiao Yu grinned maliciously and raised his hand without hesitation, the Heaven-Slaying Sword gleaming coldly in his hand.

With a single swing of the sword, the extremely sharp sword energy soared like a dragon across the heavens, forcefully reopening the crack that was about to close.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Yu, taking advantage of the residual force of the sword strike, leaped into the newly torn rift without hesitation, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Only a dazzling sword light and a gradually healing crack remained, and the churning clouds began to calm down.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was utterly shocked and stood frozen in place, momentarily forgetting how to react.

Everything that happened today has completely shattered their past understanding and imagination.

The 'immortals' in heaven are not immortals.

They are thieves who attempt to seize the fortune of humankind.

Before they could recover from the shock of the "immortals" descending upon the world, His Highness the Crimson King had already swiftly and decisively slaughtered all the "immortals" with overwhelming force, his power almost inhuman.

Now, wielding the Heaven-Slaying Sword, he directly ascends to the heavens.

Everyone couldn't help but think: How can a person be so powerful?

Less than a quarter of an hour after Xiao Yu ascended to the sky, the previously calm sky suddenly became turbulent and unpredictable.

The thick clouds seemed to be stirred by an invisible force, and began to churn and surge wildly.

The colors in the clouds were like an overturned palette, sometimes vibrant and colorful, sometimes dark and gloomy, finally settling on a breathtaking crimson.

That red, intense and deep, seemed to be soaked in endless blood, making everyone who saw it shudder.

One day, two days, three days...

The sky was still covered by that shocking blood red.

The armies of the two nations, Bei Li and Nan Jue, tacitly positioned themselves on opposite sides of the battlefield, quietly awaiting the final outcome.

Wu Qinghuan's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his heart felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on him, with a shadow of fear quietly enveloping him.

In fact, he had wanted countless times to take advantage of Xiao Yu's absence and directly order an attack on Beili.

However, each time, he was frightened by the image of Xiao Yu in his mind, who could kill immortals without batting an eye and was invincible, so he dared not make any rash moves.

In fact, Wu Qinghuan's original plan was to quickly quell the internal strife in Nanjue and then use the power of the 'immortal' to stop the iron hooves of the Beili army.

Unexpectedly, these "immortals" had other plans in the human world. As soon as they arrived, they raised their swords against Nan Jue, frightening him so much that he began to pray that someone would step forward and eliminate these "immortals".

When Xiao Yu single-handedly slaughtered all the descending 'immortals', Wu Qinghuan began to tremble again, fearing that Xiao Yu would rush over and kill him, the culprit who had brought the 'immortals' to the world.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yu resolutely went up into the sky to fight.

This action rekindled a glimmer of hope in Wu Qinghuan's heart.

If Xiao Yu returns victorious, his power will be unmatched.

At that time, Xiao Yu will not even need to take any action himself. He only needs to raise his arm and call out, and Nan Jue will immediately become the target of everyone's attacks.

And he, the culprit who caused the "immortal" to descend, will also face condemnation from all under heaven and be disgraced.

Conversely, if Xiao Yu dies, then he will still have a chance, and Nan Jue will also have a chance.

Even if the world is furious with him, he still has a country to rely on.