The Prodigies War
chapter-1643

The blood-red Underworld God Lotus Seat transformed into a palm seal and unleashed a terrifying storm of dao light. The storm raged in the God Demon Arena, causing space to ripple as a thunderous noise spread.

The old monsters could no longer remain composed when they saw this.

How could a True Saint possess such power?!

Lin Xun's expression remained unchanged as he threw a punch.

In an instant, boundless Saint power roared from him as endless light illuminated the sky!

An image of a chaotic world within an enormous furnace appeared.

Rumble!

The heavens shook, the earth trembled, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Lin Xun's fist moved like an unstoppable and invincible force that could destroy everything in its path.

Although Underworld Son's strongest attack was astonishingly terrifying and powerful, it was still blasted away by the punch.

Crack!

The blood-red Underworld God Lotus Seat exploded as if it were made from paper paste.

Under the old monsters' shocked gazes, the punch brutally smashed into Underworld Son and sent him flying.

Blood spurted from his mouth and nose as the cloth on his chest was torn to pieces, revealing a deep blue armor inscribed with mysterious runes.

Although it was probably an ancient treasure with amazing defensive power, a clear fist imprint was now visible on the armor along with other signs that it was on the verge of breaking.

If it weren't for the armor, Underworld Son's injuries would have been far more serious!

In other words, a single punch from Lin Xun had not only crushed Underworld Son's strongest attack but also inflicted huge damage upon him!

The area was deathly quiet. Shun Ji, Madam Mu, and the others looked as if they were in a daze.

Even quasi-Emperors with a wealth of experiences like them had never witnessed a duel of such caliber.

While the invincible dharma art displayed by Underworld Son had already been terrifying beyond imagination, who could have expected that Lin Xun’s dharma art would be even more powerful?!

"Lin Xun...is truly extraordinary."

"Underworld Son only recently created his own dharma art while it's likely that Lin Xun had already entered this realm much earlier!"

"We were definitely nowhere near their levels back then."

For a time, the old monsters could only inwardly sigh in amazement.

The two juniors had repeatedly astonished them. It was an eye-opening experience that overturned all of their previous knowledge and common sense.

"Impossible, how can such a dharma art exist in this world?"

Underworld Son's pale face was twisted in disbelief.

Lin Xun's attack had almost smashed Underworld Son's pride and confidence to pieces.

He couldn't believe that Lin Xun had attained the realm of invincibility in the True Saint Stage long before him and even created such a terrifying dharma art.

Lin Xun's black eyes gleamed coldly as his indifferent voice sounded, "Ignorant fool. The creation of your own dharma art merely gives you the foundation to attain the realm of invincibility. The likes of you aren't qualified to claim invincibility among all the Supreme Saints under the heavens."

As he spoke, he rose into the air to attack again.

By this juncture, he had fully understood Underworld Son's capabilities and felt that there was no need to prolong this battle any further.

Rumble!

Lin Xun's surroundings rumbled like a mighty furnace as he pointed at the sky and struck the ground. Every strike possessed the power to smelt ten thousand daos.

"Utter rubbish, who do you think you are to try and teach me?"

Enraged, Underworld Son murderously charged.

His power was still as terrifying as ever. Unlike before, however, the situation was now reversed.

Regardless of what techniques he used, everything popped like bubbles, making it feel as if he was an ant trying to shake a tree.

Lin Xun seemed to have become truly invincible. Every move he made felt as if it was a presence that could suppress even eternity itself.

His body was like a mighty furnace that contained power capable of overwhelming every True Saint from ancient times to the present!

After ten breaths, Underworld Son was beaten so badly that he could no longer raise his head. His face was pale, and his hair was a mess as he continuously coughed blood.

Thirty breaths later.

With a deafening explosion, Underworld Son's deep blue armor exploded, causing fragments to fly in all directions.

Meanwhile, Lin Xun continued to push forward with power that could pierce the heavens!

The old monsters gasped as they looked at each other. Only now did they begin to realize just how extraordinary he was.

It was laughable how they had ignored him in the beginning...

"I'll drag you down with me!"

In the God Demon Arena, Underworld Son finally snapped and went crazy. His eyes bulged from their sockets as he rushed forward with reckless abandon.

Many years ago in the Supreme Realm, he had suffered a series of defeats at Lin Xun's hands. Each loss had trampled on Underworld Son's dignity and made him feel extremely humiliated.

If it weren't for the Spirit Refining Kettle, he would have been dead many times over.

This was precisely why he had trained like crazy in the Great Emperor Pass over the past few years. He needed to avenge himself and retrieve his lost dignity.

Who could have thought that he would still struggle so much even after creating his own dharma art? How could Underworld Son possibly tolerate this?!

Shiing!

The Abi Sword swept forth, surrounded by a churning, pitch-black demonic fog. Its sword qi pierced the stars, creating a horrifying vision of purgatory.

"Kill!"

Underworld Son roared, his expression twisted with malice.

Lin Xun casually said, "How can I allow you to use my battle spoils? Give it over."

He raised his hand and the power of Baxia Imprisonment unfurled across the area.

The Abi Sword was restrained, sucked into Lin Xun's hand, and put away.

"You..."

Underworld Son nearly vomited blood from anger. He suddenly howled like an evil god gone mad as the Grand Underworld Seal appeared in his palm.

Omm!

Thirty-six levels of purgatory materialized in the air as a sinister and chilling atmosphere spread.

However, it only took Lin Xun a split second to destroy them with a punch. His strength was simply absurd.

"This seal is not bad. Hand it over."

With a hearty chuckle, Lin Xun suddenly made a grabbing motion like a dragon extending its giant claws from the clouds, causing a dreadful suction force to emerge.

In an instant, the Grand Underworld Seal was also seized by Lin Xun, cutting its connection to Underworld Son.

As Lin Xun walked across the air, he stared at Underworld Son as if he were a goose who could lay golden eggs and smilingly said, "Come come come, feel free to use whatever treasures you have!"

Urgh!

Underworld Son was so triggered that he coughed blood. Shaking uncontrollably, he gnashed his teeth and roared, "Lin Xun, you've gone too far! I want you to die!"

He waved his sleeve, sending out a blood-red talisman.

The talisman was extremely strange. It appeared to be made from some kind of material that resembled gold and jade, was half a foot long, and blood-red dao runes surged along its surface like earthworms.

As soon as it appeared, a thick, bloody aura that repulsed even ghosts and gods spread, dyeing the surroundings a stifling blood-red.

"Thousand Saint Blood Talisman!"

An old monster shouted in alarm, "Young friend, hide quickly!"

The other old monsters' faces also paled.

The talisman was a forbidden item of the Blood River Underworld Clan. Its creation required the complete skin of a Big Saint, the heart-blood of three thousand Saints, and the remnant spirits of thousands of ancient heroes.

The skin of a Big Saint contained the essence of 'bigness' and would be processed into a blank talisman.

The Saints' heart-blood and the remnant spirits of ancient heroes were processed into the power source of the talisman.

Such an evil treasure was detested by humans and gods alike. It was simply too bloody and cruel for the people of the world.

After the Dark Blood Underworld Emperor left for the Ancient Nebula Road, the production method was said to be discontinued.

Hence, no one had expected Underworld Son to be in possession of this dreadful talisman!

One of the old monsters could no longer hold back and moved to take action.

At this moment, however, Lin Xun calmly summoned a golden pagoda.

Omm!

The pagoda soared into the air. An ancient aura spread from it as rays of wonder-gold dao light shot forth like ropes.

Dao Endless Pagoda!

Before the blood-colored talisman could unleash its power, it was swiftly suppressed and sealed by the wonder-gold dao light before disappearing into the pagoda.

Underworld Son's eyes widened in shock, unable to believe what had transpired. Soon after, he became so furious that he jumped and stamped his feet in anger.

The Thousand Saint Blood Talisman was naturally left by his ancestor, the Dark Blood Emperor, and was the only one left in the Ancient Wasteland Domain.

How could he have imagined that it would be stolen away before it could even activate its power?!

The group of old monsters was also stunned. The appearance of the Thousand Saint Blood Talisman had given them quite a fright earlier and made them feel a sudden sense of crisis.

Only for it to be seized and kept by Lin Xun before they could recover.

It was simply an inconceivable series of events.

"While Underworld Son has many treasures, it's obvious that Lin Xun has no lack of incredible treasures either. That pagoda, for example, has such a mysterious, grand, and lofty aura that is far beyond any ordinary Saint treasure. In fact, I suspect that it isn't even a Saint treasure!"

Ling Xiaozi's eyes were practically sparkling.

In the God Demon Arena, Lin Xun put away the pagoda and grinned. "Do you still have more? Please continue."

He was clearly greedy for more treasures.

"You you you……"

Underworld Son nearly fainted. What did Lin Xun view him as, a treasure delivery boy?

"I recall that you still have a spirit refining kettle. Quickly bring it out or you'll soon have to kneel and slap yourself."

Lin Xun smiled warmly as if he was giving sincere advice.

The old monsters displayed odd expressions. They didn't expect that such a seemingly humble, polite, and harmless person would turn out to be so black-hearted.

It was obvious that he viewed Underworld Son as a fat sheep to be slaughtered!

"Lin Xun, you're asking to die!"

Rumble!

Suddenly, Underworld Son's body began to swell as he turned into a gigantic, thousand-foot-long blood mosquito with sixteen pairs of wings.

A sinister aura rapidly spread.

It was Underworld Son's true form. Evidently, he had been forced into a corner and was now determined to fight Lin Xun to the death.

However, such struggling was destined to be futile.

In mere seconds, Underworld Son's titanic body was bombarded into a bloody mess amidst screams of resentment and agony.

It was such a tragic scene that even the old monsters couldn't help but feel sorry for Underworld Son.

Why torture himself so?

If only he had known. Such a battle would have never occurred, especially with all these old monsters present.

However, Underworld Son had been too arrogant to listen and was now receiving his just deserts.