Chapter 1372: The Final Battle

Chapter 1372: The Final Battle

Immortal King Feng Wuya had never been a benevolent person. On the contrary, he was an extremely cruel and bloodthirsty man, so he really could slaughter the entire families of over two thousand concubines.

Immortal Queen Yan Shuqin could only agree to deliver his orders, but she was determined to spread the word first so that at least some of those family members of the concubines would have a chance to run away.

After all, she shared good relationships with many of the concubines, and she really couldn’t bear to see their families get slaughtered.

“Report…!”

“Immortal King, I have an urgent report to deliver!”

Two powerful Immortal King ambassadors hurried in before kneeling onto the ground.

Feng Wuya raised his head slightly. “What is it?”

“The White-Robed Exalted Immortal has spread the word that he challenges you to a battle at the Immortal Slaying Platform in two days. He also said that whoever doesn’t turn up has no… no…” The Immortal King ambassador’s voice began to trail off.

“Has no what?” Feng Wuya’s expression darkened slightly.

“Whoever doesn’t come has… has no d*ck…” Cold sweat was pouring down the Immortal King ambassador’s face as he spoke.

Flames of wrath burned in Feng Wuya’s eyes as he let loose an enraged roar, “Bastard!”

The Immortal King ambassador who had just spoken was instantly reduced to nothingness by the soundwaves from Feng Wuya’s roar!

The other Immortal King ambassador who hadn’t spoken was trembling as he knelt on the ground. The White-Robed Exalted Immortal was the one who had said this, so why was he killing the messenger?

Immortal Queen Yan Shuqin lowered her head and did not say anything.

She knew that what the White-Robed Exalted Immortal had said had hit the Immortal King right where it hurt the most.

“He’s challenging me now? What’s he trying to pull this time? Does he think I’ll fall for his stupid schemes again?!” Feng Wuya had clearly lost control over his emotions again.

Yan Shuqin’s lips twitched. He had clearly already fallen for the scheme.

The White-Robed Exalted Immortal was playing mind games to perfection. First, he had spread the word about Feng Wuya being impotent. Then, he proceeded to take over half of his harem. And now, he was goading him with a rather immature but effective “no d*ck” challenge. This was quite an obvious goading tactic, but it was extremely effective as there was a very good chance that the Immortal King would accept this challenge!

If he didn’t accept the challenge, he would have to deal with even greater humiliation.

All he could do now was to take this opportunity and slaughter the White-Robed Exalted Immortal in the most gruesome and painful way possible in order to wipe away the shame and humiliation he had suffered.

Regardless of what the White-Robed Exalted Immortal was plotting, this was a challenge he could not refuse as this was the ideal opportunity to kill the White-Robed Exalted Immortal.

Feng Wuya slammed a hand into his throne, and the spirit-rank throne was instantly reduced to dust. “Summon the six Kun Lun Divine Generals! I’m going to kill the White-Robed Exalted Immortal in two days!”

Yan Shuqin stood silently without saying anything.

However, in her heart, she was quite elated. Feng Wuya had accepted the White-Robed Exalted Immortal’s challenge as expected, so she could hold off on issuing his order to kill all of the escaped concubines’ families.

This would also give her more time to spread the word and allow all of them to escape. If the Immortal King won, then they would have enough time to escape. If the Immortal King lost, then they wouldn’t have to go anywhere!

The next day.

News spread that Immortal King Feng Wuya had accepted the White-Robed Exalted Immortal’s challenge.

This news created another massive stir throughout the Divine Source Continent.

Countless spectators were gathering at the Heavenly Mountain again.

“Are we still going to watch the battle between Feng Wuya and the White-Robed Exalted Immortal this time?”

“It’s probably actually going to happen this time, so we can’t miss out on it.”

“However, we should watch from afar just to be safe, in case the Immortal King vents his rage on us again…”

“I can’t help but feel like the White-Robed Exalted Immortal is going to stir up some trouble again…”

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Even though it was going to be very dangerous, there were many powerful beings who did not fear death and set forth for the Immortal Slaying Platform again. Surprisingly, compared to last time, there were even more powerful beings who turned up to spectate the battle, thus creating an extremely lively and bustling scene.

What was even more surprising to everyone was that the White-Robed Exalted Immortal had arrived first!

On the circular Immortal Slaying Platform, ninety-nine enraged pillars stood around the perimeter while the ground was paved with a special, dark yellow material. The entire platform gave off an antiquated and desolate feel.

A man in a flowing white robe stood at the center of the Immortal Slaying Platform. His handsome face remained calm and composed in spite of the battle that he was about to face.

Profound respect welled up in the hearts of all of the spectating powerful beings upon seeing this.

“There have been many powerful beings who have dared to challenge the Immortal King, but the White-Robed Exalted Immortal is definitely the most dazzling and powerful among all of them…”

“Can he win?”

A beautiful female cultivator wrung her hands nervously as she stared at the man on the Immortal Slaying Platform with a concerned expression.

“He is also the most popular cultivator with the ladies…” a male cultivator added with an envious expression.

Regardless of whether they were itinerant female cultivators or female cultivators from large sects and other prominent forces, all of them were staring at the man on the Immortal Slaying Platform with expressions of concern intermingled with intoxication on their faces.

All beauties loved heroes.

This was definitely an apt saying for this current situation.

The Divine Source Continent had always been a place where power was ranked above all else. Now that a powerful being comparable in strength to Immortal King Feng Wuya had appeared, it was natural for women to be wooed by him, especially when he was so handsome, compassionate, and fought so valiantly for women’s rights.

Thus, the White-Robed Exalted Immortal stood firmly under the limelight.

The battle today would decide whether he was just a flash of brilliance in the darkness or an eternal sun that would continue to light up this dark and gloomy world.

Many of the cultivators present were rooting for him, which was why they were so tense and nervous.

In contrast, the man under the limelight himself, the White-Robed Exalted Immortal, was not all that nervous.

An Lin stood with a calm expression as he cast his eyes in the direction of the Immortal King Palace.

Soon, a man in a black robe stepped through the air atop a path of black lotus flowers.

The wind, the clouds, the flora and fauna… Everything was bowing to that man, as if he was the paramount being in this world.

All of the spectating cultivators subconsciously bowed their heads upon seeing him.

This was the most powerful being on the entire continent, Immortal King Feng Wuya!

“Exalted Immortal An Lin, you’re finally here to die.”

Feng Wuya’s expression was quite calm and collected as well. It was completely devoid of the fury he had experienced in the past few days. He stepped through the enchantment barrier before turning to look at An Lin as if he were appraising a dead man.

Whoosh…

The blue barrier on the Immortal Slaying Platform instantly enshrouded the entire space.

The invisible power of the law within this place was set into motion.

From now on, no one would be able to leave before their opponent’s death.

A cruel smile appeared on Immortal King Feng Wuya’s face as he stared at An Lin intensely. “White-Robed Exalted Immortal, do you know how long I’ve waited for this day?

“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you too quickly. I’ll make you experience the worst pain in this world before I kill you!”

An Lin stood on the Immortal Slaying Platform without any hint of fear on his face. However, every single cell within his body was trembling with excitement for the upcoming battle.

“Quite the chit chat. Let’s begin!”

An Lin took the initiative and charged toward Feng Wuya!

The most intense and highly-anticipated battle in the history of the Divine Source Continent had finally begun!

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