Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2075: Chapter 2076: Life Held in the Palm, Death Decided by Words (Second Update)

As soon as the words fell, Xue An stomped his foot, and the Evil-Seeking Sword suddenly burst forth, appearing in front of everyone.

When countless white sword beams transformed into a surging tide, rushing towards everyone in the banquet hall, Xue An didn’t even bother to look at the final result. Instead, he turned to fly out.

Jian ZaiXin was just about to step forward to follow, but Xue An’s voice echoed from afar.

"No need to come over, just wait here, I’ll be right back."

Jian ZaiXin had no choice but to stop, while a touch of doubt appeared on his face. What was the lord up to?

At the same time, the screams in the banquet hall rose and fell, composing a symphony named death.

Though Xue Ya tried his best to evade, under the Evil-Seeking Sword, any evil had nowhere to hide.

So in the blink of an eye, these sword beams closed in like maggots on a bone.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Xue Ya was extremely terrified, letting out a hysterical scream while fiercely struggling and resisting.

It must be said, Xue Ya, as the second Divine General of the Profound Ming Tomb, his strength was indeed formidable.

Especially when his survival was at stake, Xue Ya unleashed all his best moves almost madly while retreating rapidly, trying to break out of the banquet hall and escape for his life.

In his view, this was still very possible.

After all, no matter how strong Xue An was, he was not invincible, and now that he had already left, leaving only a single Sword Intent, why couldn’t he fight against merely a Sword Intent with all his might?

Holding onto this thought, Xue Ya really did break to the wall of the banquet hall, seeing that in the next second he was about to break through, and a smile of excitement even appeared on his face.

Suddenly!

A sword light swept across, so fast that Xue Ya couldn’t react at all.

Thud!

With a dull sound, a massive wound was sliced open on Xue Ya’s throat.

Blood mixed with the remaining air in the trachea spurted out, splattering on the white walls to form a macabre painting.

Even so, Xue Ya was not dead.

He clutched his throat wound desperately, rushing forward regardless.

He believed as long as he broke through the wall, he could escape with his life.

But the normally fragile wall now seemed like an iron fortress, preventing him from passing.

Eyes nearly popping out, Xue Ya’s muscles shook all over as he tried to smash through the wall.

But then, his whole body completely relaxed.

As another Evil-Seeking Sword flew horizontally, piercing through him from the back to the chest, dragging out a line of mixed blood and internal organ fragments.

If you looked closely, you could even see pink bone marrow mixed in the blood.

That was the sign of Xue Ya’s spine being chopped through.

No matter how fierce Xue Ya was, when his spine shattered, he collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

The disordered nerves rendered him able only to gaze blankly at the banquet hall ceiling, his throat gushing blood.

Soon.

Xue Ya’s eyes dimmed quickly, finally turning into two slabs of frosted glass, clouded and lifeless.

His death marked the end of the battle in the banquet hall.

The Evil-Seeking Sword receded like the tide.

Looking across the scene now, almost no one survived from either Profound Ming Tomb or the Emperor’s Palace.

The floor was littered with countless corpses, each face frozen in fear before death.

Blood flowed on the ground, the thick smell almost suffocating.

Ye Kongming was practically stunned.

Ye Bufan saw this and couldn’t help but smile slightly, then sighed softly, "Grandson, now you know why I said the lord would definitely win! Because you don’t understand what true power is!"

Speaking of this, Ye Bufan gazed reverently towards the direction where Xue An disappeared, "Master of life and death, deciding fate with words, yet never bullying with strength nor oppressing with power; this is true power!"

Ye Kongming’s face also showed solemnity and respect, whispering, "Yes, I understand!"

And just as killings in the banquet hall ended, Xue Anye had arrived in front of the Underground Palace of Profound Ming Tomb.

At this moment, the front of the Underground Palace was empty.

Those responsible for guarding here were all dead.

Xue An stood in front of the Underground Palace door, quietly watching, his eyes flickering with gleams.

After a long time, Xue An spoke calmly, "Similar structure, similar space, I’m really curious, what is your relationship with the arsenal?"

As he said this, Xue An raised his hand, faint thunderstorm in his palm above which hovered an ancient building.

The arsenal itself.

Back on Earth, Xue An had once opened the arsenal, distributing Command Talisman Armor to assist everyone in trials, and when leaving, Xue An only left a clone of the arsenal to maintain the trials.

While bringing the main body with him.

Unexpectedly during the battle against Dou Yin’an and Li Xuanyi, it came in handy.

But this was not the main point. What mattered most was that Xue An smelled a similar scent from this Underground Palace as the arsenal.

So after finishing off Dou Yin’an, he rushed over first thing.

However, Xue An was not eager to verify the suspicion, he casually opened the Buddha Kingdom in his palm.

A dozen zombies flew out, standing in a row before Xue An, bowing ceremoniously.

Though unable to speak, the respect and gratitude in their eyes were palpable.

They were naturally grateful to Xue An, for he helped them break free from shackles, otherwise they would be enslaved forever.

Feeling their sentiments, Xue An smiled faintly.

"No need to be so courteous, I now ask you, do you intend to return to the tomb to rest, or continue in this state to battle for the future calamity of the Multiverse?"

Upon hearing this, the zombies exchanged looks, then nodded in unison to Xue An.

Xue An laughed heartily.

"Good, indeed worthy of top warriors of the past, even in death your spirit remains!"

All these zombies, without exception, chose to fight for the Multiverse.

Especially the zombie who had previously interacted with Xue An, who outright stated with Divine Sense.

We’re people who have died once already, before we simply didn’t want to carry shackles as slaves, now that these are undone, the calamity of the Multiverse does not scare us of dying again.

Xue An restrained his laughter, face solemn, "Then retreat first, let me raise this Underground Palace!"

The zombies all retreated, then Xue An stepped forward, arms outstretched, seemingly embracing empty air.

Bang bang bang!

Amidst the earth-shaking rumble, the Underground Palace of Profound Ming Tomb slowly rose, being physically torn from the ground by Xue An.

The zombies were wide-eyed.

Yet, this was merely the beginning, as Xue An hoisted the colossal palace into the air Bawang lifts the cauldron style, shouting aloud.

"Open!"

Boom!

The palace shined brightly, then started rapidly shrinking.