Chapter 368: Who Can Stand with Sword Drawn and Horse Poised? Only the Demon King Li Xin!

Jun Wuhei, once the Zero Sequence of the Jun Clan and the White-Robed Divine King.

Not only did his innate talent and cultivation base reach heights unattainable by ordinary mortals.

His vision was equally beyond ordinary comparison.

Li Xin, chosen by Jun Wuhei and made one of the Eight Divine King Legions, naturally had his merits.

His Ancient Demon God bloodline was merely one of them.

More importantly, Li Xin's loyalty and willpower deeply impressed Jun Wuhei.

That was why he was willing to cultivate him.

Yet now, even burdened by deep-seated injuries, Li Xin still sought justice for his lord's son, Jun Xiaoyao!

With the Demon God Transformation unleashed, Li Xin's power surged again!

He slashed across the void, cleaving through the boundless expanse!

"Heavenly Demon Seven Cuts—World-Annihilating Blade!"

A pitch-black, profound blade slash appeared, ten thousand zhang long, stretching across the heavens!

This slash truly seemed destined to obliterate the world—destruction laws surged forth, as if shattering ten thousand zhang of boundless space!

At this point, even if Tianming Zanghuang and the others regretted their actions, it was useless—they could only pour all their strength into delaying until Li Xin collapsed.

But the problem was, they couldn't hold him off!

Li Xin, after activating the Demon God Transformation, radiated overwhelming might, like a demon god gone berserk.

Tianming Zanghuang and the others, already one realm below Li Xin, naturally could not resist.

They were blasted back, coughing blood continuously, while Li Xin alone swept through all the Zanghuang, fully displaying the might of the Eight Divine King Legions!

Watching these Zanghuang, who once towered above all beings, now reduced to such desperate disarray.

The spirits of Zangtu watching from afar felt a strange mix of emotions.

Even the Zanghuang seated on the clouds could be brought to such humiliation.

The spectators again recalled how Li Xin had once knelt before Jun Xiaoyao.

If so, wasn't Jun Xiaoyao's status far higher than these Zanghuang?

"Too terrifying—Jun's Divine Son isn't just a prodigy; even the energy he casually commands is this terrifying!"

"Indeed—just like that, a legendary Tianzun-level powerhouse fights to the death for him—who else has such treatment?"

Even among immortal sects, Tianzun-level powerhouses held the status of ancestral elders.

These were the kind of powerful beings who could be called foundational strength.

But where have you ever seen an ancestral elder kneel before a junior disciple?

Only Jun Xiaoyao, son of the White-Robed Divine King, could command such transcendent reverence.

As thoughts swirled through the minds of all present,

The battle on the other side had reached its fever pitch.

The void shattered entirely, becoming a chaotic black void stream.

Within the void stream, Li Xin, with overwhelming force, slashed through the Zanghuang of the Devouring Demon Serpent Clan.

Then he activated another great technique of the Ancient Demon God lineage.

A demonic king's shadow appeared behind him; as he slashed, he severed all eight arms of the Heavenly Spider Demon Sovereign.

The Heavenly Spider Demon Sovereign perished amid screams and shrieks.

Finally, only Tianming Zanghuang remained, barely holding on.

"Damn it! Just hold on a little longer—just a little longer!" Tianming Zanghuang pushed his power to its absolute limit.

He was fighting for his life.

If he could just endure until Zangjie's seal broke, when Zangtu's top elders awoke, Li Xin would have no chance of survival!

Li Xin saw through Tianming Zanghuang's intentions.

But how could he give Tianming Zanghuang a chance to live?

Anyone who dared strike at Jun Xiaoyao must be prepared to die!

Even Zhizun -level powerhouses were no exception!

"Heavenly Demon Seven Cuts—Demon God Blade!"

Li Xin gripped his halberd with both hands, destruction laws coiling around its blade.

One slash—shattering the boundless expanse!

"Tianming Wheel Transformation!" Tianming Zanghuang unleashed his ultimate technique.

A pitch-black talisman emerged, as if turning the world upside down, reversing the heavens—deathly Mingqi filled the cosmos!

Puch!

But even after this technique, Tianming Zanghuang's move was shattered.

His entire body, flesh and primordial spirit, split cleanly in two—slashed to annihilation by Li Xin!

One of the top three Zanghuang of Zangtu's ten domains perished!

Yet Li Xin had not yet sheathed his blade.

His gaze turned again toward the Nine You Elder and the Dragon Bone Zanghuang.

The two had long wished to flee, but were pinned down by A Jiu and the Masked Female Zanghuang, unable to escape.

"Die!"

Li Xin's eyes were cold, like a god of death passing through.

Wherever he went, souls were reaped.

No doubt whatsoever.

The Nine You Elder and Dragon Bone Zanghuang had already been no match for the Masked Female Zanghuang and A Jiu.

With Li Xin added, the outcome was inevitable.

These two Zhizun -level powerhouses met the same fate as Tianming Zanghuang and the others—directly annihilated.

Thus, all the Zanghuang who had conspired to kill Jun Xiaoyao were dead—none survived!

Silence!

The entire heavens and earth fell deathly still.

All Zangtu spirits remained utterly mute, daring not to make a sound.

For they were stunned by what they had witnessed.

Nine Zanghuang had perished!

For Zangtu's ten domains, this was an unthinkable catastrophe!

It made their very souls tremble!

More than ten years ago, Zangtu had suffered a great calamity.

But that level of disaster was beyond the reach of ordinary Zangtu spirits—they heard of it only as legend.

Now, these nine Zanghuang had died right before their eyes.

The shock and impact were incomparably greater than any whispered tale.

Not just ordinary spirits—even the Asura King and the Fallen Feather Zanghuang drew a sharp breath.

As Zhizun -level powerhouses, they could not hide their shock.

Li Xin's cold gaze turned toward the Asura King and the Fallen Feather Zanghuang.

Both powerhouses tensed instantly.

The Fallen Feather Zanghuang, instinctively, flapped his gray wings and shattered the void.

He fled!

"What the—"

Seeing the Fallen Feather Zanghuang flee in panic, every Zangtu spirit stared in disbelief.

Li Xin had merely looked—and the Fallen Feather Zanghuang had run.

Come on, are you even a Zanghuang?

The entire worldview of every Zangtu spirit was crumbling.

Calling him a Zanghuang? He's more like a coward!

But this also proved, from another angle, the terrifying aura Li Xin, the Demon King, commanded.

Li Xin withdrew his gaze.

Since they had not struck at Jun Xiaoyao, he had no interest in acting.

Watching Li Xin, standing with sword in hand and horse at his side, even A Jiu murmured softly.

"Who can stand with sword drawn and horse poised? Only the Demon King Li Xin!"

This was once the evaluation of Li Xin by the spirits of the Huang Tian Immortal Realm.

Who could have imagined that this once-great Demon King now lingered in Zangjie's depths, wounded and alone?

Even Jun Xiaoyao now showed a flicker of admiration in his eyes.

His father's eye for talent was truly exceptional.

Jun Xiaoyao also looked forward to the day when Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, and others would grow into top-tier powerhouses like Li Xin and A Jiu.

At that moment, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to sense something—he gazed into the distance and said: "Looks like there are still some rats lurking in the shadows."

Li Xin's gaze turned deep: "Young master, rest assured—those rats dare not show themselves; if they do, they die."

The "rats" they referred to were, of course, the other Zanghuang of Zangtu's ten domains.

The Ten Burial Realms could not possibly have only nine strong ones like Tianming Burial Emperor.

The Mingwangdian, the Corpse Dragon Clan, and other forces could not possibly have only one Burial Emperor.

Yet now, those Burial Emperors lurk in the shadows, daring not to show themselves.

And why dare they not show themselves?

It's simple—they're terrified by Li Xin's peerless demonic might!