Legend of Zixia

Chapter 272 The Fairy is Invincible!!
In the small world created by the combined efforts of Zixia's six bodies, time and space are disordered and the laws are reversed.

The six ancient kings, who had originally joined forces to kill each other, began to fight each other after their fates were twisted and their minds were corrupted.

Some people regard their peers as enemies and strike them with a single palm, shattering their chests.

Someone unleashed their natal weapon, but it was deflected by the power of time reversal and struck their own primordial spirit.

Even worse, some lost their way in the spatial distortions, frantically attacking the void, until finally they were exhausted, coughing up blood, their figures dimming like a flickering candle, almost turning into immortals!

Just as these six saints were about to turn on each other and completely collapse—

boom!!!
The seventh ancient king has finally made his move!
He had been observing from the sidelines, remaining uninvolved, but now he suddenly erupted—

"Immortal through a thousand ages, indestructible through ten thousand eons, boundless in its power, capable of creating heaven and earth!"

This ancient king was incredibly powerful, emitting boundless light. He wielded a massive divine axe and cleaved it down, as if splitting the world of Zixia open, causing chaotic energy to surge forth.

It must be said that this person is extremely powerful. The earth, wind, water, and fire are in motion, and his axe blade seems to contain chaos. This is not an illusion but the true power of the primordial beginning.

Among the six purple clouds, the main body emerged, while the other five clones continued to annihilate the six saints. With a purple-gold scroll above her head and the Universe Blade in her hand, she slashed out worlds to block the saints' path.

With a single slash, countless worlds unfold!
A flash of light, but it wasn't an attack.

Instead, before the giant axe fell, it cleaved open the nine heavens and earth out of thin air!

The first level is to ensure the eternal stability of the mountains and rivers and suppress chaos.
The second layer involves the reversal of the stars, disrupting their trajectories.
The third layer is the reversal of time, which slows down the axe's momentum;
The fourth layer is the intertwining of fates, which makes him doubt his own intentions.
The fifth layer is spatial folding, which causes the power to weaken layer by layer;

From the sixth level onwards, the three realms overlap, progressing layer by layer until the ninth level—

"Chaos of Heaven and Earth": Everything tangible will eventually become intangible, and all existence will eventually perish.

The ninefold world unfolds like lotus petals, layer upon layer blocking the axe's edge, using softness to overcome hardness and skill to break through force.

That earth-shattering axe light, though it shattered eight realms, completely exhausted its remaining power before the last realm and was ultimately annihilated into nothingness!

"what……"

The seventh saint roared, his hair flying wildly, his eyes wide with rage. He tried with all his might to break free, but it was too late. The six ancient saints, already engulfed in chaos and fighting amongst themselves, were, one after another, turning to ash in the deepest part of the small world! Not dying in battle, not self-destructing, but as if time had come to an end, life naturally ended, their physical bodies turning to light, their primordial spirits dissipating, ultimately leaving not even a trace. In the end, even he was not spared.

All seven ancestral kings have perished!
The entire room fell silent.

Then came a deafening roar of excitement!

Everyone was stunned. What kind of combat power was this? One person alone suppressed seven saints and gained the upper hand. This was an unparalleled and amazing performance!
Four of these seven ancient kings did not go far after entering this realm, but the other three were very powerful, especially the last one, who was extremely terrifying, yet they were still no match for him.

The Emperor's son stood on the high platform, his eyes flashing intensely as he gazed at the figure descending from the sky, and murmured to himself:

"A saint from the post-primordial era can be stronger than an old ancestral king from the primordial era? I think I understand why he was born in this life!"

"The fairy is invincible! The human race is invincible!"

Ye Fan suddenly leaped up, raised his arms and shouted, his voice resounding throughout the heavens and earth!

In an instant, the human cultivators' blood boiled with righteous indignation, and the humiliation suppressed for ten thousand years was released in full force!
"The fairy is invincible!!"

"Jiang Zixia! A role model for us all!"

"With you, humanity, what do we have to fear from all other races?!"

The shouts surged like a tidal wave, sweeping across the entire sacred land of Yaochi.

Those young disciples who once knelt at the feet of the ancient emperor now straightened their backs, tears welling in their eyes, and roared out loud!

They finally had a powerful figure they could look up to.
They finally have a reason not to bow their heads!
And what about the various tribes of Taigu? Their faces were ashen, many of them had weak legs and could barely stand.

Seven Ancestral Kings! They were terrifying beings capable of destroying an entire region, yet they were all annihilated by a single person, leaving not even a trace of their remains!

Fear spread like a plague. The gazes of countless ancient clans towards Zixia were no longer filled with contempt, but with awe. Their faces were ashen, and many people's legs went weak, barely able to stand.

However, Zixia did not stop.

She stood suspended in mid-air, her eyes as cold as frost:
"You say there is no one who can stand on equal footing with you?"

"You're saying that humans are nothing but ants?"

"You're saying this grand event isn't worth attending?"

She slowly surveyed the entire room, her voice not loud, yet each word struck like thunder, resonating deep within everyone's heart:
"Now, the seven ancestral kings have turned to ashes."

"Those who come with the intention to kill must also be prepared to be killed!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she gently raised her hand—

The little world she had created behind her collapsed with a roar, turning into a shower of light that fell upon the world.

Among the remaining fragments of the laws, traces of the final disappearance of seven blurry figures can still be faintly seen.

Then, she slowly descended.

Her toes lightly touched the ground, the wind ruffled her long skirt, and her purple dress was like a cloud.

She exuded an indescribable charm—a combination of beauty, power, and an aura of dominating destiny and rewriting the rules.

Even someone as hard-hearted as Yuan Gu couldn't help but have his pupils shrink slightly.

Even someone like the Heavenly Emperor's son, who prided himself on having divine blood, felt a tremor in his heart and his gaze momentarily lost focus.

As she stood before the crowd, gently parting her lips to utter the final words, the entire Jade Pool fell into utter silence:

"This is the gathering of all races."

"We welcome truly sincere ancient tribes to seek common ground while reserving differences and jointly discuss the great path."

"When friends arrive, there is fine wine."

"The enemy is coming—"

"Then let's prepare a coffin."

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The night was very long, seemingly endless. No one knew what would happen at dawn. Many people couldn't sleep all night, their faces showing exhaustion and worry, making it a very difficult night.

Finally, dawn broke, and a ray of light rose from the east, piercing the mist and shining into the Jade Pool.

The bright red sun bursts forth with brilliance, mist swirls in the pristine land, and morning dew, tender leaves, lake ripples, and vibrant petals all shimmer with light.

Fresh air rushed towards us, and the mountain mist, shimmering in the glow of the sunset, was a kaleidoscope of colors, rising and swirling, creating a scene of breathtaking beauty and tranquility.

However, on such a vibrant morning, everyone's heart was heavy. What was coming was finally about to arrive. The grand gathering of all races was about to begin. No one believed that the ancient race only had seven saints, and that a powerful ancient king was about to descend.

That night, Ye Fan and Zixia sat together, which made many cultivators envious, especially Xiao Peng Wang and others who wished they could kill him. She was a goddess that people could only dream of, the ultimate goal in life.

"They're here!" Zixia said to Ye Fan.

"Hmm!" Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan transformed into a stream of light and disappeared between Zixia's eyebrows.

Finally, the divine bell rang, signaling the arrival of an extremely powerful sage who entered the Pure Land, requiring the leaders of all religions to welcome him.

The tolling of the bells brought everyone back to reality, as they were about to face a tremendous storm. The powerful Ancestral King made his appearance, and there were still powerful ancient kings who looked down on the human race. A shocking clash was inevitable. It was unknown whether Fairy Zixia could withstand it!

(End of this chapter)