After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

Looking at Ding Yuanshan's appearance, Xu Ze wasn't particularly surprised, but felt a little sorry for him.

He shifted his gaze from Ding Yuanshan to the heart of today's turmoil, Zhuge Wuxin.

All obstacles, all scheming, all hypocrisy and oppression... all stem from this old monster.

"Are you good at calculations?"

Xu Ze suddenly asked, his tone flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Hmph, old... This Holy Son has meticulously studied the 'Divine Calculation Hundred Refinements' and wielded the 'Celestial Calculation' for nine thousand years, deducing heavenly secrets and peering into destiny, traversing the Northern Continent without ever making a mistake!"

People call me a 'divine strategist,' and I truly deserve the title.

As he spoke, his spiritual power had already secretly reached its peak, and his divine sense was firmly locked onto Xu Ze, ready to eliminate this variable completely with swift and decisive measures.

Although he couldn't figure out Xu Ze's background that made him wary, Ding Wan's "destiny to become an immortal" was too tempting for him!

That was the only hope he had seen after nearly ten thousand years of waiting to break through this realm and ascend to the upper realm!

He spared no expense for this!

"Then have you foreseen," Xu Ze's face suddenly revealed a playful smile, tinged with cold killing intent, "that you are destined for a calamity?"

"What calamity?" Zhuge Wuxin asked, his face showing confusion.

"This calamity is..." Xu Ze's smile vanished abruptly, his eyes instantly sharpening like a drawn weapon. His voice, though not loud, carried a chilling, judgmental tone:

"Today, you will die on the spot."

The four words struck like four heavy hammer blows on everyone's eardrums, causing an uproar throughout the venue.

Even Zhuge Wuxin was taken aback at first.

He immediately flew into a rage, and in his fury he laughed: "Arrogant!"

"You ignorant brat, how dare you speak so arrogantly!"

"I'd like to see how you manage to kill me on the spot!!"

Chapter 108 Can it be stopped?

"Hahahaha!"

Upon hearing Xu Ze's calm yet chillingly murderous words, "died on the spot," Zhuge Wuxin felt as if he had heard the most absurd joke in nine thousand years.

He laughed loudly, his laughter filled with undisguised mockery and the arrogance of someone who had long held a position of power.

"This holy son wants to see how you, with your mere Nascent Soul cultivation, can make me 'die on the spot'!"

Before his laughter had even faded, his eyes suddenly turned fierce, like a venomous snake eyeing its prey, no longer holding back in the slightest.

"Ignorant brat, today I'll show you what true power and ignorance are!"

Zhuge Wuxin, having accumulated nine thousand years of immense cultivation, unleashed the terrifying power of the peak of the Integration Stage, like a dormant volcano erupting with a deafening roar.

"boom--!"

In an instant, the entire Lingxiao Palace trembled violently, and even the cold jade tiles on the roof rattled.

Outside the main hall, the wind and clouds changed color. The already violent wind and snow seemed to be stirred up by an invisible giant hand, forming a huge vortex of spiritual energy.

The oppressive aura was like a prison, and all the cultivators present turned pale. Those with weaker cultivation even vomited blood and fainted.

Even those powerful cultivators in the Void Refinement stage were all pale-faced and sweating profusely, feeling as if a hundred thousand mountains were pressing down on them, making even breathing extremely difficult.

"Holy Son! Holy Son, please calm down! Please don't get angry!!" Ding Yuanshan was already drenched in sweat, his head throbbing.

He feared that Zhuge Wuxin might demolish the Ding family's ancestral hall in a fit of rage, and even more so that this old monster, who had lived for nearly ten thousand years, would completely lose control and no one present could restrain him.

This is the terrifying power of someone at the peak of the Integration Stage, touching the threshold of Tribulation.

In this degenerate age, they are practically gods walking among humans!

Apart from the Ding family members who were worried about the destruction of the ancestral hall, all the other guests who were still conscious were staring intently at the young man not far away.

They all wanted to know what kind of trump card this kid had that could make him say such arrogant things!

"This is supposed to be 'divine calculation'?"

At the very center of this terrifying storm, Xu Ze's black robes fluttered wildly, and his long hair danced wildly in the turbulent flow of spiritual energy.

However, his face remained eerily calm.

Even the corners of her mouth had a faint, almost imperceptible curve.

"He can't even predict when he will die."

This utter contempt was like the last straw, completely igniting Zhuge Wuxin's boundless rage and murderous intent.

"court death!!"

Zhuge Wuxin stopped talking nonsense, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he raised his withered hand, spreading his five fingers wide, and shook hands with Xu Ze from afar!

He wanted to crush this arrogant and defiant junior, along with the space around him, into pieces!

However, faced with Zhuge Wuxin's overwhelming aura, powerful enough to crush mountains.

Xu Ze simply raised his hand slightly, as if calling out to an old friend, and uttered two words in a low voice:

"Enma".

These are two words that are destined to be engraved in the history of Beiju Luzhou, and even in the depths of the souls of countless cultivators.

The items in the system shop have never disappointed Xu Ze.

There were no earth-shattering chants, no complex and profound incantations, and not even any obvious fluctuations in spiritual energy.

But just as Xu Ze uttered those two words...

hum-

An indescribable, deep hum, seemingly from the primordial era and piercing through endless time and space, suddenly resounded deep within the souls of all living beings.

That was not a sound, but a tremor that directly affected the very essence of life.

Zhuge Wuxin's giant palm of spiritual energy, which was about to close and caused spatial distortion, suddenly froze in mid-air.

The expression on his face, a mixture of anger and cruelty, froze instantly, replaced by an instinctive look of horror and bewilderment!

"This……"

He felt it!

An indescribable, incomprehensible, and even unimaginable 'existence' seemed to be awakened from the deepest depths of the netherworld, transcending countless barriers and casting a ray of gaze upon this place.

That gaze contained a pure and extreme ferocity, a scorching rage that could burn away the entire world, and an evil that could devour heaven and earth.

It is an indifference that places oneself above all living beings and regards all things as straw dogs!

An ancient and terrifying being, the Demon of Flame!

Compared to this, Zhuge Wuxin's cultivation at the Integration Stage and his accumulated prestige over nine thousand years are like fireflies under the bright moon or a drop in the vast ocean—insignificant and laughable, fragile and pitiful!

"What...what is this?!"

Zhuge Wuxin's soul was screaming wildly. His famous "Zhou Tian Divine Calculation," which allowed him to predict the secrets of heaven, had completely failed at this moment, and all that came back was boundless darkness and terror!

He wanted to escape, to cut off all contact, to kneel down and beg for mercy!

But it was all too late.

Time seemed to be stretched infinitely, or perhaps frozen in an instant.

Amidst the stunned, bewildered gazes of everyone, filled with boundless fear.

Before Xu Ze, the space resembled a lake surface tossed with a giant rock, silently rippling with dark waves.

"boom--!"

A violent, crimson pillar of fire burst forth from that single point of red light, shooting straight into the sky.

The pillar of fire instantly exceeded ten thousand feet in diameter, and wherever it passed, space shattered inch by inch, revealing the violent and chaotic void turbulence behind it.

The pitch-black spiritual energy vortex that had been stirred up by Zhuge Wuxin and covered the sky was instantly evaporated and torn to shreds in front of this crimson pillar of fire, just like boiling water poured on snow!

The pillar of fire continued its relentless advance, crashing fiercely into the heavens.

Enma's figure appeared at the same time.

Against the backdrop of a blood-red sky, an unimaginably enormous phantom slowly emerged.

It was the outline of an indescribable behemoth, with twisted horns on its head, bony wings that blotted out the sky on its back, and an ever-burning hellfire and a surging river of blood swirling around its body.

It was merely a projection formed from endless ferocity and the laws of destruction, its specific shape barely discernible...

But that terrifying aura, which had slaughtered countless worlds and devoured stars and the sun and moon, pressed down on the hearts of all living beings in the entire Northern Continent like the heaviest nightmare!

A ferocious beast has appeared, shrouding the sky.

"Roar--!"

A roar, seemingly emanating from an ancient battlefield of demons, crashed down from the direction of the pillar of fire.

This roar did not travel through the air, but exploded directly in the minds of every living being with a soul.

The old farmers working in the fields knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly to the blood-red sky. The people in the city cried out and fled, believing that the end of the world had come.

The old monster, who had been in seclusion deep in the mountains, suddenly opened his eyes in horror, coughed up blood, and interrupted his cultivation.

Even the demon king of the river lay lurking at the bottom of the water, trembling with fear...

The entire sky over Beiju Luzhou was dyed a blood-red color that was both desolate and chilling.

From now on, in the North Continent, whenever the images of today are mentioned, even children at night will not dare to cry.

This was a full-force attack from someone at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage.

At this moment, the target of this attack is merely a cultivator at the Integration Stage.

Tell me, can you stop it?

Chapter 109 Kowtow

Inside the Lingxiao Palace of the Ding family.