Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"It's your turn!"

Xiao Yi looked expressionlessly at Chen Longxiang standing on the Seal Demon Stele.

Though Xiao Yi kept Fang Qingzhu in his heart, he knew once the Seal Demon Stele activated the eighteen levels of inferno mode, it would only stop if Chen Longxiang, who controlled the stele, was defeated or killed.

Otherwise, no external force could halt the eighteen levels of inferno.

This Seal Demon Stele was a special ancient artifact crafted to imprison formidable foes of the Hall of Longevity, capable of sealing even Sacred Venerate Realm powerhouses.

Even with the legacies of Zhao Wuji and Wind Thunder Supreme Venerables, Xiao Yi had no perfect solution against the Seal Demon Stele.

He glanced at Fang Qingzhu, already suffering in the third level of inferno, and clenched his fists involuntarily. Behind him, the God Devouring Ant army buzzed relentlessly.

The buzzing was deafening.

It made one's scalp tingle.

As proud as Chen Longxiang was, even he appeared extremely solemn at this moment, staring intently at the swarm of God Devouring Ants behind Xiao Yi: "What exactly are these? Why have I never heard of anyone who could wield the power of the Martial Dao Fasxiang to such an extent..."

This question resonated with everyone.

Dongfang Qing and Peng Yu were also fully focused, watching Xiao Yi intently.

The scene that just unfolded was terrifying, utterly astonishing!

Tens of thousands of strong cultivators!

Among them were masters from the Longevity Secret Realm, yet they vanished into thin air under the onslaught of the God Devouring Ant army, as if they had never existed in this world.

It was simply unbelievable!

"How exactly did he do it?"

"A Martial Dao Fasxiang like this... not even heard of, let alone seen..."

Seeing the shock on everyone's faces.

Little Lin sneered internally: "The God Devouring Ant is the boss's exclusive Martial Dao Fasxiang. Besides the boss, no one can fully unleash their power."

Knowing how terrifying Xiao Yi's methods were,

Little Lin dared to agree to Dongfang Qing's wager.

Little Lin raised an eyebrow at Dongfang Qing and said, "Dongfang Qing, it looks like you'll soon become my boss's servant!"

"Hmph!"

Dongfang Qing snorted coldly, maintaining a calm façade. His pride could not accept becoming Xiao Yi's servant even more than death.

His expression, no longer as confident as before, now bore a hint of anger and indignation: "It's not over yet!"

"Then let's wait and see!" Little Lin said triumphantly.

Everyone gazed towards the peak of the sacred mountain.

Black light shot skyward, engulfing the Seal Demon Stele like a purgatory of slaughter.

Chen Longxiang was slightly shocked that Xiao Yi appeared before him. In his original plan, even if Zhang Sihai and others couldn't stop Xiao Yi, the attracted killers would pose a great threat.

But what was the outcome?

Xiao Yi showcased the terrifying destructive power of the God Devouring Ant Martial Dao Fasxiang, slaying those tens of thousands of strong ones with no remains left behind.

Unimpeded, he stood before him.

Recollecting the dreadful scene of the swallowing by God Devouring Ants,

even Chen Longxiang couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.

"Your strength is indeed beyond my expectations, but after killing so many people, do you really think you have a chance to leave here alive?" Chen Longxiang said with a string of cold laughter.

Among those tens of thousands of strong cultivators just now,

only about half truly belonged to Baiyu, while the rest came from afar, residing in major cities, or attending the matchmaking event.

Each backed by considerable forces.

Xiao Yi slaughtered them.

Equating to making enemies with the entire world!

Xiao Yi naturally understood this, but as long as he could save Fang Qingzhu, what mattered going against the world?

Xiao Yi looked at Chen Longxiang with a bland expression, beckoning him: "Come down and meet your death!"

"Meet my death? Hahaha, I think you're the one eager to die..."

Chen Longxiang sat comfortably on the Seal Demon Stele, crossing his legs, gently tapping his knee with a finger, leaning slightly forward, and said methodically: "Xiao Yi, I admit I underestimated you before. How about a deal between us?"

Xiao Yi furrowed his brows: "What kind of deal?"

"You want to save Fang Qingzhu, don't you? Now废令, then crawl to me and pass through my crotch, obeying my orders henceforth. I can swear on heaven and earth to spare Fang Qingzhu and ensure she remains unharmed," Chen Longxiang said with a sinister smile, "Of course, if you're afraid of death and reluctant to give up your cultivation, you can ignore my proposal! However, not only will you die in the end, Fang Qingzhu will also continue to suffer in the eighteenth level of hell. The choice is yours!"

"No..."

Before Xiao Yi could respond, Fang Qingzhu's hysterical roar echoed from the inferno, "Brother Xiao Yi, don't agree to him. I can still hold on. Kill him and take me back..."

"Shut up!"

Chen Longxiang's face darkened with malice.

He slammed the Seal Demon Stele.

Buzz!

The Seal Demon Stele erupted with thunderous might, spewing hellfire, the River of Oblivion surged, and countless tortures were inflicted upon Fang Qingzhu.

In an instant...

Her screams drowned out everything else.

Chen Longxiang sneered wickedly and said, "Xiao Yi, the choice is in your hands. What will you choose?"

"I'll choose your mother..."