Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 482: Battle Demon Xue Xiong

Xiao Yi stood proudly upon the altar.

In his hand, the Falling Dust Sword was sloped against the ground, its entirety flickering with a silvery blue cold light, and yet, the longsword, forged from the meteoric iron of a fallen star, did not have even a speck of blood on it.

Nangong Shengji's body was separated from his head, which was staring in rage, filled with unwillingness and regret.

If only he had known, why would he have provoked Xiao Yi?

Now that he has died, the Nangong Family has lost its final support, inevitably becoming the target for many powers to fight over and consume.

Once one of the four great noble houses at their zenith.

From this moment on, they have completely entered the Dark Abyss, with no chance of rising again!

Below the altar.

War God Yang Yuhuan's face fluctuated between shades of blue and purple, and the angry flames in his eyes were like two dazzling and blinding suns. His breathing became heavier and more rapid, and the rage had turned into a gale, enveloping him.

Within a hundred paces, not a soul dared to come close.

"This king ordered you to stop, yet you dared to strike with lethal force?" Yang Yuhuan gritted his teeth tightly, word by word questioning sharply.

Xiao Yi, from his higher position, looked down upon this existence whose power was second only to Emperor Qian in the Great Qian Dynasty.

Known as the one below only one, yet above millions.

The unparalleled War God, Yang Yuhuan!

Yet, there wasn't the slightest trace of fear in him, and with a light tap and lift of his foot, Nangong Shengji *swooshed* through the air towards Yang Yuhuan. With a *bang*, he fell before him, and Xiao Yi, neither servile nor overbearing, smiled and said, "I have returned the person to you; now, are you satisfied?"

Yang Yuhuan: "..."

His pupils gradually filled with a layer of blood vessels, densely packed, making his eyes resemble red lanterns.

Swallowing a bone-chilling cold light that seemed to pick its victims.

The mighty unparalleled War God.

With a status equal to the sect leaders of the top ten sects, second only to one and above millions.

No one had ever dared to speak to him like this.

Clickety-clack!

The fists that Yang Yuhuan clenched emitted a succession of crispy sounds like fried beans, his knuckles turning pale, and he said in a sinister tone, "You little bastard, do you really think that because Emperor Qian protects you, this king would not dare to kill you?"

Boom boom boom!

At this moment...

Thick clouds enshrouded the sky above Imperial Dragon Mountain.

Within the clouds, thunder roared, and purple-gold lightning suddenly struck down, turning the vast Imperial Dragon Mountain into a world of purple and gold. The lightning, with its intermittently bright and dark light, shone on Yang Yuhuan's face, making him appear even more ferocious and imposing.

At this moment, Yang Yuhuan's thoughts were in utter chaos.

He had gone to great lengths to bring the Nangong Family under his command; their medicinal pills were a crucial part of his ambitious plan. But now, with Nangong Shengji dead at the hands of Xiao Yi, the Nangong Family would inevitably fall apart.

This had a tremendous impact on his scheme.

This was the great undertaking he had planned for his entire life, and now it was ruined in an instant—how could he not be furious?

He simply hated that he couldn't tear Xiao Yi to pieces and devour him alive!

Facing Yang Yuhuan's murderous gaze, Xiao Yi was completely fearless, his body leaning slightly forward as he said with a light laugh, "Your Excellency is the unparalleled War God, what is there for you not to dare? However, if you wish to take my life, you'll have to see if I agree to it!"

"Arrogant!"

Yang Yuhuan's eternally cold visage twisted into a savage sneer, like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey, and he said in a grim tone, "Under the heavens, there's no one whom this prince wishes to kill that requires the consent of the victim. If I want you dead, you shall die. If I command you to live, even if you are dead, you must rise for me!"

The peerless War King.

A figure akin to the War God in the Great Qian Dynasty, currently wielding control over more than half of the military might of the empire, his martial achievements are awe-inspiringly vast, so much that they overshadow even the Emperor.

Apart from Emperor Qian, he was the most powerful existence.

Indeed, as he said...

Whoever he wanted dead, had to die!

Xiao Yi shook his head and laughed, "What grandiose words. Those unaware might even think you're not the War King, but King Yama who reigns over the netherworld! I'm standing right here; do try to kill me?"

"How dare you challenge the prince, you're seeking death!"

Before Yang Yuhuan could speak, a middle-aged man clad in blood-colored armor, wielding a three-meter-long Wolf Fang Club like a humanoid beast, stepped forward from behind him.

His voice roared like thunder, deafening everyone as his mouth opened wide.

Boom!

He smashed the Wolf Fang Club into the ground, burying it three inches deep. He kneeled on one knee before Yang Yuhuan and said, "My lord, your body is worth its weight in gold. Lowering yourself to deal with such a dead man blights your standing. Your subordinate begs for the honor to fight!"

"Granted!"

Yang Yuhuan nodded, his chilling face turning toward the altar, "Life or death regardless, should anything happen, I shall bear the consequences."

"Rest assured, my lord!"

The middle-aged man instantly rose to his feet, kicked the Wolf Fang Club into his hand, and then leaped from the ground, diving from high above like a falcon onto the altar with a thunderous crash. The aura emanating from him was immense and profound, his eyes sharp as a falcon, and the Wolf Fang Club in his hands sliced through the air ferociously.

"The Deputy Commander of the Blood Saber Guard, Xue Xiong, has come for your head!" Xue Xiong, holding his Wolf Fang Club, fixed his gaze on Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's eyebrows slightly raised.

This Xue Xiong's cultivation was merely at the ninth level of the Dharma Manifestation Realm and had not yet reached its peak.

However...

The Qi-Blood in his body, as well as the terrifying Evil Qi that could only be accumulated through numerous battles, made it clear that his combat power was definitely not as simple as his cultivation level indicated.

This was an opponent even more troublesome than Nangong Shengji.

As if to confirm Xiao Yi's speculation, the crowd below the altar gasped in shock upon hearing the name Xue Xiong, "Is this truly one of the three great butchers of the Blood Saber Guard, the War Demon Xue Xiong? It's said that at birth, due to his immense size, he caused his mother a dystocia. While everyone thought he was doomed, he, still an infant, tore open his mother's abdomen and crawled out. Deemed inauspicious by his family, they abandoned him in the deep mountains, where he was rescued and raised by twin bear demons."

"That's not all... It's rumored he's always had an enormous appetite. After he grew up, taking advantage of the injuries of the twin bear demons that raised him, he attacked and devoured them."

"He's an absolute ruthless man. A friend of mine once saw him stewing and devouring babies."

"Not just any baby? Xue Xiong needs to eat three to five babies and two adults daily, and if not for the protection of the War King, he would have long been placed on the Demon Hunting List!"

Tore open his mother's womb, devoured the kindly bear that raised him.

Daily feasting on infants, gnawing on adults?

Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed involuntarily, as he scanned Xue Xiong, a cold light flashed in his gaze, "Is what they say true?"

Xue Xiong's blood-red tongue licked his lips and he picked a piece of meat from between his teeth.

With the flick of a finger, he flicked the piece of flesh toward Xiao Yi, his icy voice trailing the violent whist of the Wolf Fang Club, "Ask them yourself in the underworld!"

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