Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 1239 - 1225: Just One Arm, Already Wudi! [Second Update]
Chapter 1239: Chapter 1225: Just One Arm, Already Wudi! [Second Update]
"Zhao Wuji?"
Xiao Yi’s eyes narrowed into slits, staring intently at the void shattered by a single punch.
An unprecedented seriousness flickered in his eyes.
The power of that punch just now was truly horrifying.
Zhao Xing, having just been saved by that punch, immediately felt a sense of surviving a disaster and became excited, looking at Xiao Yi with a smug expression: "Hahaha, Xiao Yi, didn’t you want to kill me? Why don’t you go ahead now, try to kill me..."
Zhao Xing appeared almost crazed.
He was a high-ranking elder of the Martial Clan.
Only second to the clan leader.
Respected status, superior strength.
Yet he was so humiliatingly defeated facing Xiao Yi in his full-power mode.
How could he accept this?
And now...
The sudden punch from the void shattered Xiao Yi’s attack, pulling him back from the brink of death. More importantly, he knew very well who that punch belonged to, the strongest in the entire Mysterious Realm, the king of the Martial Clan.
Their clan leader!
The experts around the Ancient Divine Abyss reacted to the punch with a change of complexion: "Is the Martial Clan’s leader really here?"
"Is that person truly coming?"
Fang Tianchi’s eyes were filled with seriousness and profound dread, "Ever since the fall of the Hall of Longevity ten thousand years ago, he has been in seclusion and hasn’t shown his true form. Is he finally out now? Just how powerful has he become?"
The leader of the Martial Clan was an extremely mysterious figure.
There were many rumors about him...
Some said that Zhao Wuji back then suffered serious injuries after overthrowing the Hall of Longevity’s rule over the Qingtian Realm, and thus remained in seclusion.
Others said this was not Zhao Wuji but an unmatched genius within the Martial Clan.
Some even said it was a reincarnation of a Martial Clan’s peak ancestor.
But no one knew what the truth was!
Even Zhao Xing, who had acted as clan leader since antiquity, managing the entire Martial Clan, did not know the true identity of this clan leader.
Bang!
From the void, a series of low explosive sounds erupted.
Chaotic void storms, like untamed beasts, seemed about to break free from their cage.
"Welcome, clan leader!"
"The clan leader is here, hahaha, the clan leader is truly out of seclusion, now who in the vast Mysterious Realm could be a match for our clan leader?"
"Glory to the Martial Clan..."
A chorus of excited shouts erupted from the Martial Clan’s experts and their allies.
Just as Xiao Yi was unleashing his full power.
Strong and decisively smashing Zhao Xing’s body to pieces, they all thought the Martial Clan’s plan to unify the Mysterious Realm was doomed to failure; after all, they had already lost this gamble. But now, the mysterious clan leader of the Martial Clan had finally appeared.
With such formidable power, he could sweep across the entire Mysterious Realm.
Who could stop the Martial Clan’s advance?
In contrast, the Tiance Clan’s experts were now all showing vigilant and serious expressions, with many already feeling a sense of despair.
This was the Martial Clan’s leader!
A figure who might have been the legendary hero who single-handedly overthrew the Hall of Longevity’s rule over the Qingtian Realm.
A Martial God of legend!
Xiao Yi was indeed formidable, but what mortal could oppose a God?
This was the shared thought in everyone’s minds.
Just then...
The storms within the fractured void suddenly paused, then vanished into thin air.
The terrifying roar also disappeared in an instant.
But this silence forced everyone to hold their breath, even Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, his whole body tense.
His blood surged within.
Alertness to the extreme.
He could sense danger, an extremely terrifying presence, approaching from the void.
Swoosh!
A cold hand suddenly reached out from the Void Rift.
Pale fingers gripped the edge of the rift, slowly flying outward, but what surprised everyone was that this hand only reached the shoulder and then vanished. It was merely a left arm extended from the depths of the void.
Hiss!
All the experts in the Ancient Divine Abyss gasped.
Incredulously watching the floating arm before them.
"Just an arm?"
"What, what’s going on? How can it be just an arm? Wasn’t it said that the clan leader of the Martial Clan was coming?"
All the experts had expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.
Who wouldn’t be dumbfounded seeing just an arm coming out from the depths of the void?
Yet...
To everyone’s surprise, Zhao Xing’s Primordial Spirit knelt directly before this arm, respectfully saying: "Martial Clan Elder Zhao Xing, welcomes the descent of the clan leader’s left arm!"
Buzz!
These words struck like a bolt from the blue.
Leaving everyone dumbfounded and shocked.
"This is actually the left arm of the Martial Clan’s leader?"
"What is going on with the Martial Clan’s leader? Only a left arm came? Moreover, how can just an arm independently exist in the world?"
Even a Sacred Venerate Realm expert capable of flesh and blood regeneration, if an arm were severed, could only regenerate it;
they certainly couldn’t have a severed arm act with free will!
"Zhao Xing..."
The arm hovered in the air, fingers tapping lightly in the void, and though it had no mouth, a majestic voice echoed in everyone’s ears.
"I am here..."
Zhao Xing trembled all over, promptly responding.
The left arm emitted a low voice: "You have greatly disappointed me!"
Zhao Xing’s Primordial Spirit’s pupils constricted abruptly, anxiously saying: "I didn’t expect Xiao Yi to be this powerful, it is my negligence that I lost to him, disgracing our Martial Clan. I beg the clan leader to give me another chance..."
"No need!"
The left arm circled Zhao Xing’s Primordial Spirit slowly, like a gently dancing butterfly, lightly landing atop Zhao Xing’s Primordial Spirit.
A finger gently reached out, landing atop his head.
This scene was extremely bizarre.
A severed arm.
The fingertip lightly touched the top of a Primordial Spirit.
The Primordial Spirit’s face was full of terror and despair, fear making its voice tremble: "Have mercy, clan leader... I beg you, considering my years of diligent service, give me one more chance, please..."
"Useless waste, what use is there in keeping you?"
The finger of the left arm lightly raised, then quietly descended.
Just like a finger tapping lightly on a table.
Descending so gently.
But it was this very moment...
The Primordial Spirit of Zhao Xing, who had been desperately begging for mercy, shuddered abruptly, then shattered inch by inch until it vanished into the air.
"..."
The world fell silent.
This left arm was terrifying!
It was the Primordial Spirit of a Martial Clan elder in the five-thousand-step Grand Dao realm!
Even if Xiao Yi wanted to destroy his Primordial Spirit without using the power of sealing God, it would require considerable effort.
Yet...
This arm simply tapped lightly, completely shattering his Primordial Spirit.
Xiao Yi was equally shocked to his core.
Just an arm, yet it already possessed an unbeatable presence!
What kind of terrifying existence was this Martial Clan’s leader?
At this moment...
The severed arm slowly raised its fingertip, pointing at Xiao Yi’s direction, a deep and commanding voice echoed across the nine heavens: "How do you wish to die?"
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