Chapter 509

Carefree Sect members frantically gave Yuan Yao eye signals, urging her to stay away from Xie Zixu, lest she be accidentally injured by Xie Zixu or the Immortal Lords!

And Yuan Yao felt extremely heavy-hearted.

She knows well that Cultivators in the cultivation world, because of the extremely brutal war over seven hundred years ago between humans, demon tribes, and devil tribes, have long harbored deep‑seated rejection and hatred toward demon and devil races, almost to the point of turning pale at the mention and seeking their extermination.

If Xie Zixu were only a half‑demon of ordinary status and thin bloodline, perhaps there would still be room for negotiation; the Immortal Lords might not immediately strike down.

But that creature shouted "His Highness the Young Emperor"—the title of the demon realm's heir!

Such a title is enough for any Immortal Lord of the cultivation world who swears to protect humanity to unhesitatingly sentence him to death, eradicating future trouble!

She felt frantic, wanting to immediately send a message to Xie Zixu, but she knew clearly that under the watchful eyes of so many Immortal Lords, any trace of her spiritual energy could be instantly detected.

Yet Xie Yan gave her not even a glance.

Xie Zixu spoke slowly, his voice low yet clear across the silent arena: "No need to test me; I am indeed a half‑demon."

With those words, the whole venue fell into a death‑like shock again!

Countless gazes, like swords, shot at him, filled with complex emotions.

The Immortal Lords on the high platform narrowed their eyes in unison, cold light flashing, their auras growing increasingly solemn.

Xie Zixu seemed unfazed, still speaking calmly: "But I am not the Young Emperor of the demon realm. Since I can remember, I have grown up in the human cultivation world, learning and practicing only human techniques, so I have always considered myself a part of humanity. I did not reveal my half‑demon nature before not out of intent to deceive, but simply… simply because I was afraid—afraid that everyone would prejudice me, reject my existence, and treat me as an outcast."

The crowd's expressions varied upon hearing this.

Some were skeptical, some wore a thoughtful look, and others remained fully vigilant.

The Immortal Lords on the platform glanced at each other, and for a moment even they could not discern whether Xie Zixu's words were true or false.

"Oh?" Wuxiang Immortal Lord suddenly let out a

meaningfully cold snort, breaking the stalemate; his sharp gaze fixed on Xie Zixu, "Since you consider yourself human, why have you repeatedly attempted to assassinate me?"

Xie Zixu jerked his head up, meeting the Wuxiang Immortal Lord's seemingly calm yet mocking and murderous half‑smile, and a piercing coldness instantly rose in his heart, along with a deep hatred long suppressed.

The Wuxiang Immortal Lord seemed oblivious to the hatred in his eyes, his voice like ten‑thousand‑year‑old ice, unemotionally booming: "Cultivators, this child must not be spared! A half‑demon body should not exist in this world; it is an aberration the heavens reject! Moreover, he is the offspring of humanity and the vile Demon Emperor! Keeping him alive would be a great calamity for our people! Today, he shall be executed!"

These words instantly resonated with most Cultivators.

They shouted loudly.

"Execute!"

"Execute!!"

"Execute!!!"

Their cries rose higher with each call, nearly echoing throughout the entire Floating Capital!

They stared at Xie Zixu with a hatred as fierce as a disease.

At the same time, the Wuxiang Immortal Lord moved, launching a swift attack toward Xie Zixu.

Simultaneously, Immortal Lords Fang Tai, Kui Qian, and Ying Tian also sprang into action.

They would not allow a human calamity to live!

"Junior brother!" Feng Xuanji's face turned pale; just as she was about to act, her junior sister seized her tightly.

"Sister, you're insane! He's a half‑demon!"

When Feng Xuanji saw several Immortal Lords surrounding Xie Zixu, she showed worry and turned to seek help from the Wushuang Sect Master, their teacher.

"Xuanji, I cannot intervene in this," the Wushuang Sect Master said coldly.

"But, Master…"

The Sect Master furrowed his brows: "Even if we exhaust the entire sect's strength, we cannot protect him."

Feng Xuanji's heart cooled halfway.

And Bian Cheng was also held firmly by General Jiang, preventing him from entering.

"Junior sister! Get out of there quickly!" the Carefree Sect disciples shouted urgently.

And Song Yan and several others were so frantic they leapt down from the viewing platform, trying to take Yuan Yao away.

Boom— Boom— Boom—

However, before they could reach the arena, several Immortal Lord pressures, each bearing world‑shattering power, collided brazenly, instantly crushing the massive, indestructible arena into powder! Debris flew, smoke billowed, obscuring the entire sky and completely enveloping the figures on the arena.

At that moment, Yuan Yao's terrified voice rang out.

"Wait, you may be fighting, but don't bring disaster upon me!"

At the instant the arena collapsed, a violent shockwave hurled the defenseless Yuan Yao harshly into the air.

She flew like a kite with its line cut, uncontrolled, crashing toward Xie Zixu's direction!

In a flash, their gazes met mid‑air. Xie Zixu's pupils narrowed, hesitating barely; he swiftly drew his sword, a fierce sword aura slashing at the incoming debris, while his body turned into a white blur, flashing to Yuan Yao's front at a speed barely perceptible to the naked eye.

While Yuan Yao was still reeling, he stretched out his arm and pulled her tightly into his embrace, the cold sword edge instantly crossing her throat.

Xie Zixu's face showed no expression, only a cold, mocking smile; he scanned the surrounding predatory Immortal Lords, his voice low yet unmistakably threatening: "Stay back! Otherwise, I will kill her at once!"

Yuan Yao's terrified expression showed; her pale neck was almost touching the sword edge, and she hurriedly pleaded: "Don't kill me!"

The Immortal Lords, seeing this, froze their poised attacks, their faces showing a hint of hesitation.

Everyone present was also startled.

No one expected Xie Yan to have seized Yuan Yao.

"Junior sister!" Song Yan and his companions' faces turned pale, their hearts leapt.

The Wuxiang Immortal Lord's eyes narrowed dangerously.

At this moment, a voice from not far away said, "Yuan Yao carries the Life‑Saving Talisman of the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord; Xie Yan cannot kill Yuan Yao! You may go ahead and act!"

Everyone looked closely and saw that the person was Lu Xiangxiang!

When Yuan Yao saw Lu Xiangxiang's figure clearly, she instantly understood everything; she let out a startled "Wah!" and, on the verge of tears, accused: "I no longer have the Life‑Saving Talisman; Lu Xiangxiang, you intend to harm me!"

She gritted her teeth and threatened: "Xie Zixu, you'd better release me! Otherwise, my master of Qianjue Mountain will never spare you! Even if I die and you flee to the ends of the earth, my master will still kill you!"

Xie Yan sneered lightly, "You talk too much."

Immediately, he coldly stared at the Immortal Venerables before him, "Move aside, let me leave here, otherwise, I will kill her."