Legend of Zixia

Chapter 274 A Common Man Without Wisdom
"I can't wait!"

Three dark figures strode out with a thunderous roar. They were the three ancient kings clad in divine iron battle armor, standing at the forefront, their killing intent soaring to the heavens. Their words had been aggressive just moments before; now, their actions declared—this battle, they would surely kill Zixia!

They were all wearing holy robes, which were almost at the level of legendary holy weapons. It was quite terrifying to be able to refine them to this level! There have been many saints throughout history, but the legendary holy weapons they left behind are extremely rare.

"Is this the battle platform carved by the Western Emperor? It's quite impressive." An ancient king licked his lips, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes. "How many years... since the Primordial Era, I haven't tasted the blood of a human saint."

His gaze fell on Zixia, filled with naked greed and contempt:

"Even a female saint... the taste must be even more exquisite."

The eight ancient kings behind them exchanged glances, hesitated slightly, and finally stepped forward in unison, forming a net-like formation that completely sealed off the space.

"This battle is a fight to the death," one of them said coldly. "If you die, there will be no more negotiations—it all ends here!"

His tone was resolute, leaving no room for negotiation.

Zixia stood in the center of the Heavenly Platform, her expression remaining calm. She glanced at the eleven people, her gaze settling on the three armored ancient kings, a slight smile playing on her lips:

"You want to come here and die first?"

Before the words were finished—

boom!!!
Eleven ancient kings attacked simultaneously!

Heaven and earth shattered, the void collapsed, and the Great Dao cried out in anguish!
In that earth-shattering strike—

A blood-red cauldron appeared out of nowhere!

It hangs high in the sky, its entire body engraved with ancient totems—a divine bird spreading its wings to burn the sky, the sun turning endlessly, mountains and rivers hanging upside down, stars rising and falling... Every line contains the ultimate truth, as if it bears the weight of the entire universe!
The smoke and clouds were like blood, the laws intertwined, and the roar of the Heavenly Dao resounded throughout the ten directions of the world!

Once this furnace is produced, it suppresses all ages, even freezing space itself; no one can withstand its power!
"what?!"

"You brought an ultimate imperial weapon?!"

The ancient kings were horrified, their hair stood on end, and they felt an irresistible sense of oppression descend upon them. Their bodies sank involuntarily, their knees trembled, and they almost knelt down!
"This is... the Jiang family's Hengyu Furnace?!" an elder exclaimed, his eyes filled with disbelief!
"No!" Someone suddenly realized, their voice trembling, "This is not a real imperial weapon...this is a sacred offensive technique that she evolved from her bloodline!"

"She is actually a direct descendant of Hengyu... simulating the ultimate power of the 'Hengyu Furnace'!" The Emperor's son in the distance had an even more burning gaze.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone was utterly shocked, their minds reeling as if struck by lightning!
It's not something external, but rather—

Her ultimate manifestation of the Way of Eternity!
The eleven ancient kings bent over and knelt down, unable to withstand the divine power. Even their combined resistance was futile. Every bone in their bodies was cracking and about to explode.

The world was a vast expanse of light and law. A crimson god, as large as a mountain, stood tall, illuminating the heavens!

Everyone was subdued; even the combined might of eleven saints was no match for them, and they were pressed beneath them, about to kneel in submission.

The human side was already moved to tears.

"Do you see that?" Li Heishui clenched his fists, his voice choked with emotion. "This is our sage! This is the power of the Emperor's bloodline!"

“When humanity is in peril…” Duan De murmured, “someone will be born to meet the calamity.”

Zixia transformed into a stream of light, like a purple lightning bolt tearing through the sky! Her body stretched out, moving with great force, and the Dao patterns around her surged like a galaxy, actually causing the heavens and earth to resonate and stir up towering waves!
Right fist swung out—

It wasn't just a simple punch; it was the ultimate manifestation of Hengyu's boxing intent!
Wherever the fist struck, the void collapsed, the laws wailed, and the protective holy armor that the ancient king was so proud of shattered into pieces like paper!
"boom!"

A punch through the heart!
Zixia let out a low shout and threw out both fists at once!

In an instant, her fists transformed into two blood-red phantom images of the Eternal Universe Furnace, one on the left and one on the right, their mouths spewing forth heaven-burning fiery feathers that enveloped the remaining two ancient kings!

Boom!!!

Two deafening explosions erupted almost simultaneously! The two Ancestral Kings wailed in the furnace fire, their physical bodies disintegrating and their primordial spirits scattering. Blood rained down from the sky, turning into endless crimson light and staining the entire platform scarlet!
It was as if the Great Emperor Hengyu had been reborn, and in his anger for the sake of a beautiful woman, he burned down all the heavens!
A chilly wind. Scarlet blood. Shattered bones. A crimson platform. Zixia stands alone in the center of the arena, ethereal and beautiful, untouched by a speck of blood, awe-inspiring and utterly silent.

The scene was shocking. The three ancient kings were shattered, their bodies and souls vanished, causing many people to convulse and their souls to tremble as if they were about to leave their bodies.

"So this is the power of Hengyu! Very impressive!"

A clear, cold voice came from behind the crowd, like a cold spring striking jade, instantly silencing the clamor of the entire scene.

As the Sage of Fire Kirin Cave slowly stepped out, with each step he took, a phantom of a Kirin appeared in the void, walking on stars and causing the heavens and earth to resonate.

He didn't use any divine laws, yet he caused the energy of the entire battlefield to stagnate—

Qilin Step!
"So fast!" someone exclaimed in shock. "This is the 'Star-Stepping Step' unique to the ancient royal family. Legend has it that once mastered, one can tread upon all things in heaven and earth!"

He stood in the center of the field, his entire body enveloped in a faint blue divine radiance. His pupils surged like molten lava, and the Dao patterns around his body flowed automatically, perfectly in harmony with the laws of heaven and earth.

As the strongest being in the Fire Kirin Cave, he has not only lived for hundreds of thousands of years, but also witnessed the ancient golden age. His status is far more noble than that of other ancient kings!
more importantly--

He disdained being besieged.

"Step down." He glanced indifferently at the eight disheveled ancient kings, his tone carrying an undeniable authority. "You are no match for her."

Upon hearing this, the eight ancient kings, though unwilling, could only grit their teeth and retreat.

They understood—the person before them was the true representative of the ancient royal family!
The Sage of Fire Kirin Cave turned to look at Zixia, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper arrogance:
"You are indeed very capable."

"Being able to evolve the Eternal Furnace with the power of one's bloodline is enough to place one among the best of the saints."

He paused, his voice suddenly turning cold:
"But no matter how strong an individual is, he cannot change the fact that the human race is a weak race."

Upon hearing this, the human cultivator clenched his fists, burning with rage.

But he didn't seem to care and continued:
"For your sake—"

"Humans can become vassals of my Qilin clan, and submit to me forever."

His gaze was like lightning, piercing straight at Zixia:

"And you... can marry my clan's imperial prince as his principal wife."

"In this way, humanity can be protected from disaster for ten thousand years."

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

This is blatant recruitment and the ultimate trampling of human dignity!
He wasn't negotiating, he was giving alms—using Zixia's marriage to exchange for the right to survival of the human race!

The Emperor's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he thought to himself: How could such a genius as Qilin Wuzhi agree to this?

He gazed at Zixia's solitary figure on the high platform, his eyes sparkling like a surging galaxy.

That punch and furnace just now, burning saints and shattering bones, was beyond the reach of ordinary saints—it was clearly the prototype of the path to becoming a great emperor!

If such a person could be taken as a Daoist partner, he would surely become the greatest help on his path to immortality!
"That old bastard from Fire Scale Cave is too impatient."

"They actually wanted to bring her under the wing of the Qilin clan under the guise of 'vassalage'... How ridiculously stupid."

Now, Xiao Peng, the Holy Son of Zifu, and the Jiang family members were furious and wished they could rush up and tear this person to pieces!
But the Fire Scale Cave Saint stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, as if he had everything under control.

In his eyes—

Humans have never been worthy of sitting on equal footing with the ancient royal families.

The greater the talent Zixia displays today, the more she should be brought under the wing of the Qilin Clan!
(End of this chapter)