latelenovela Chapter 1991
Chapter 1991
"If you are defeated, the men will be slaves and the women will be maids!"
As soon as Chen Xuan uttered these words, the entire void fell into a brief silence, followed by a series of gasps of astonishment—it was too domineering, and too insane!
Making Xia Jiuyou, the first holy maiden of the Nine Nether Holy Land, a maid, and making the holy sons of the four great holy lands such as Yaochi and Tianxuan into servants—in the past million years, Chen Xuan is the first person to dare to say such a thing in front of the eight holy masters!
Upon hearing this, Jue Wuqing, Zi Chen, and Tian Dao Shen Wang all smiled without saying a word, but a hint of approval was hidden in their eyes;
The lords of the holy lands who had disciples appearing on the scene, though outwardly calm, all gave Chen Xuan a deep look—this kid was either crazy or truly fearless.
No one knew that Chen Xuan had his own plans: he would never truly kill these eight people before Lu Xueqi was reclaimed. If all the top disciples of this generation were wiped out, the various holy lands would definitely fight each other on the spot, and the resulting mutual destruction was definitely not what he wanted.
What he truly wanted was to reclaim his Daoist companions, and these eight were the key bargaining chips he used in his negotiations with Yao Guang.
"Hahaha!" Han Jiuling suddenly burst into wild laughter, his laughter filled with anger and mockery. "Arrogant! Chen Xuan, if you lose later, I will definitely cut off your mouth with my own hands and see what kind of divine material it is made of to utter such arrogant words!"
"Among our peers, you are the most arrogant I have ever seen," Mo Xingyan said coldly, the star map on the Thousand Star Fan in his hand began to flicker, and a faint killing intent flowed through it.
On the void arena, some were angry, some sneered, and some were disdainful, but Xia Jiuyou frowned deeply—she always felt that Chen Xuan's words concealed a deeper purpose.
"Enough with the nonsense." Chen Xuan's voice interrupted the crowd's clamor, still indifferent but carrying an undeniable force. "Are you all coming at me at once, or taking turns? I, Chen Xuan, will take you all on!"
Outside, even several Holy Lords, including Jue Wuqing, couldn't help but feel their scalps tingle upon hearing this—this kid's arrogance was unparalleled among his peers, and even when they were young, they had never seen anyone dare to fight eight opponents alone and take the initiative to challenge them!
Looking at the white-haired youth standing alone against eight people, the Purple Emperor God Lord smiled and said in a low voice, "This kid is to my liking, but it's a pity..." He couldn't finish his sentence, but he couldn't hide his regret—such a talent was ultimately destined for the Heartless Holy Land.
On the deck of the warship below, the Qingxia and Zixia sisters were also stunned by Chen Xuan's words and could not recover for a long time, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"Hahaha! A war of attrition? A coordinated attack? You dare to challenge me?" Mo Xingyan laughed angrily. "Since you insist, then Jin Xiao and I will grant your wish!"
However, before he could finish speaking, a sudden change occurred!
Chen Xuan's divine body suddenly swelled, instantly transforming into a 160-foot-tall divine and demonic form—the Law of Heaven and Earth unfolded, three heads and six arms appeared, and four completely different transcendent immortal energies surrounded his body. As soon as they appeared, the entire space at the top of the ten thousand mountains began to tremble violently, and the laws of the Great Dao hummed in the air, as if they were about to be torn apart by this power!
But this is not the end!
"Chaos Seeds Qinglian!"
"The bright moon rises over the blue sea!"
"Fuso Jiu Yaori!"
"open--!!!"
With Chen Xuan's low shout, the six giant hands behind the white-haired demon god simultaneously grasped a huge Northern Darkness Divine Sword. The sword hummed and emitted a bone-chilling cold.
Immediately afterwards, a massive amount of divine power surged out from the bodies of the gods and demons, instantly filling half of the arena.
Beneath the feet of the gods and demons, a pure and holy blue lotus slowly bloomed, its petals layered upon each other, each shimmering with a mysterious halo reminiscent of the beginning of chaos.
Endless azure divine light soared upwards, and the sky above the dueling arena suddenly changed color—the stars shifted, the blue sea tide appeared out of thin air, and in a vast sea of stars, a bright moon slowly rose, its clear light scattering down, enveloping the entire arena in a gentle yet magnificent moonlight.