The Prodigies War-Chapter 2368 Too Weak

In the sky above, hundreds of quasi-Emperors gathered!

In the lower world, every quasi-Emperor was regarded as a pinnacle existence.

Even with the revival of aeth qi concentrations and the order of the great dao stabilized throughout heaven and earth, the might of a single quasi-Emperor remained enough to boil seas and incinerate mountains.

So what kind of unimaginable force would hundreds of quasi-Emperors wield together?

Rumble!

The heavens trembled, the earth cracked, and clouds collapsed in all directions.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled. Fierce wind howled. A suffocating pressure descended like a vast black cloud, blotting out the sunlight and plunging the world into darkness.

Stationed in all directions, the hundreds of quasi-Emperors wore cold, murderous expressions. Their presence radiated aloof majesty.

Everyone’s gaze swept over them.

Omega Sword Sect, Spirit Treasure Holy Land, Mysterious Metropolis Sect, Thousand Beast Spirit Mountain, Black Nightmare Sky Dog Clan...

Over a dozen top factions from the Ancient Wasteland Domain had joined forces, dispatching hundreds of quasi-Emperors!

In that moment, the entire world fell deathly silent.

Those who witnessed this scene felt their hearts tighten in their chest and their breaths strained.

How could this be possible?!

Why are there so many quasi-Emperors?!

Countless cultivators screamed silently in their minds

What kind of existence was a quasi-Emperor? They were once so rare they almost could be called extinct before the revival of aeth qi concentrations. Even today, a single quasi-Emperor was enough for a faction to dominate the world.

High Clans such as the Hua, Chi, and Qi Clans had ruled the lower world for generations, yet each only had one or two quasi-Emperors at most.

Now, the Ancient Wasteland Domain factions had dispatched hundreds all at once, clearly intending to suppress the world with absolute force.

Many older generation cultivators could tell that this massive display of power was to send a warning to others—kill the chicken to scare the monkey!

Therefore, Lin Xun was the ‘chicken’ they intended to slaughter.

“If Peak Master Lin Xun had known that he would face such a scene, would he still have had the courage to challenge the factions of the Ancient Wasteland Domain?”

At that moment, all the cultivators of the lower world felt a chill as if they had been plunged into an ice cave.

In the face of hundreds of quasi-Emperors, even the most brazen and even those who had extreme confidence in Lin Xun couldn’t deny that if he showed up today, he wouldn’t leave alive.

Surrounded by hundreds of quasi-Emperors, Lin Xun would have neither room to retreat nor any hope of survival.

After all, no matter how strong he might be, he was alone. How could he possibly contend with hundreds of quasi-Emperors?

At this moment, all hope for Lin Xun had vanished from everyone’s hearts.

“Where is Lin Xun?” Just then a thunderous voice echoed across the sky, shaking the world and causing all ears to ring, as if a god had spoken.

The one who spoke was a white-haired man in purple robes from Spirit Treasure Holy Land, with a sword slung across his back.

Countless cultivators‘ expressions changed. If they were in Lin Xun’s shoes, they too would have fled at the sight of such a lineup. Who would dare to show themselves?

“That coward backed out!”

“I thought he had become something remarkable after all these years, but it turns out he doesn’t even dare face his own challenge!”

Mocking, disdainful, and cold voices spilled from the lips of the quasi-Emperor figures, shaking the world.

“Old bastards, are you blind? I’ve been here waiting for quite some time.” A calm voice rang out, echoing through the heavens and reaching everyone’s ears.

In an instant, all eyes turned.

In the ruins of Mind Cleansing Peak, a lone figure stood silently as if he had appeared out of thin air.

Tall and majestic, calm and transcendent, with dark hair and eyes, and robes flowing like clouds. The figure could only be Lin Xun.

Only then did the crowd realize that Lin Xun had been standing there all along, yet none had sensed his presence!

However, when they saw his lone figure, a wave of sorrow and dread surged in their hearts.

It was impossible to not feel sadness. Over a hundred quasi-Emperors hovered above. Their oppressive presence enveloping the world. For Lin Xun to appear now was like walking straight into the jaws of death.

“It’s him!”

Wei Yunzhong’s pupils constricted, his face a mix of shock and disbelief.

Beside him, the aloof woman who had once scoffed at Lin Xun back in the East Sea also stood frozen, eyes wide.

Who would have thought that the ‘passerby’ she had dismissed was the Lord of Mind Cleansing Peak, an existence who had once shaken the world!

“Father, can Uncle really win?” The adorable little girl, Shi Linlang, clutched the hem of Shi Yu’s robe with anxious eyes.

“He...should be able to.” Shi Yu’s expression was grave, and his heart was filled with uncertainty.

“It’s not ‘should’, it’s ‘definitely.’” Toady, standing nearby, corrected him.

A’hu, A’lu, Little Silver, Little Sky and the others also stood among the crowd.

Unlike the others who were tense and gripped by worry and pessimism, they remained remarkably calm and at ease.

Under the sky, dark clouds loomed, pressing heavily over the city.

Lin Xun’s sudden appearance also stunned the quasi-Emperors. A look of unease flashed across their faces.

A living man had stood beneath their noses unnoticed. It was like a silent jab at them for being blind fools.

“Demon God Lin, didn’t you declare that you wanted to face us here? Now that we’ve come, do you have any last words?” A blood-eyed elder of the Black Nightmare Sky Dog Clan fixed his gaze on Lin Xun, his lips curling into a wicked smile.

“Lin Xun, you shouldn’t have come. You’ve missed fifty years of the aeth qi concentration revival. Do you even understand what that means?” An expert from Spirit Treasure Holy Land let out a booming laugh, his voice rocking the heavens.

“Before declaring war, did you think that we would still underestimate you as we once did? You’re wrong! No one can deny that you are a rare genius of this era and you are anything but ordinary. But since you’ve chosen to challenge us, you clearly have something up your sleeve. We...certainly won’t fall for it!” A stunning woman with a seductive figure from the Mysterious Metropolis Sect said with a smile. “As you can see we came prepared with over a hundred quasi-Emperors. So, tell us, what do you have that can contend with this?”

“Enough nonsense. Surrender or die. Lin Xun, make your choice.” A cold, cutting voice from the Omega Sword Set thundered.

In that instant, the might of more than a hundred quasi-Emperors erupted like a tsunami, sweeping across the nine heavens. The heavens roared and the clouds above the Forbidden City shattered.

If not for the revival of aeth qi concentrations, which had stabilized the order of heaven and earth, half of the city would have likely been destroyed under such terrifying might.

Beneath the crushing pressure, countless cultivators went limp and their breathing became labored. Some were even directly injured, coughing up blood and collapsing to the ground!

“Quick retreat!”

Countless turned pale and fled, fearing of being impacted.

“How can he possibly fight this battle?”

Chilled to the bone, many could only sigh in despair for Lin Xun.

At this moment, Lin Xun slowly raised his head and swept his gaze across the sea of quasi-Emperors. He let out a faint sigh, “I’ve waited three days, yet all that came was a flock of chickens. I heard there was an Emperor among you. Why didn’t he come to me for this death? How...disappointing.”

His voice was soft, but it rang clearly in everyone’s ears. Everyone was stunned. Facing such a hopeless situation, Lin Xun still dared to respond with mockery?

Has he gone mad knowing that he can’t win?

Countless had the same thought.

“What did he say?”

“So arrogant!”

“Does he think this is still the era when he ruled?”

Many quasi-Emperors roared in unison, their expressions cold and grim, while the rest stared down at Lin Xun, as it he was a pitiful ant waiting to be crushed.

“Don’t be angry, everyone. Isn’t this exactly what we expect from Demon God Lin? Brazen, audacious...he hasn’t changed. Let him say his last few words.” The woman from the Mysterious Metropolis Sect smiled charmingly.

“No, I can’t tolerate another word from him!” The elder from the Black Nightmare Sky Dog Clan bellowed. “Attack! Kill him!”

Boom!

In the next instant, hundreds of quasi-Emperors unleashed their power at once.

They knew exactly what Lin Xun had done in the Ancient Wasteland Domain, and even if they looked down on him, none dared to hold back. They attacked with everything they had.

Rumble!

A hundred quasi-Emperors attacking in unison, how terrifying was that?

Aeth qi within a thousand miles was instantly drawn away, and the power of various great daos surged and intertwined into a monstrous torrent, like a celestial river crashing down from above. The dazzling dao brilliance dimmed the world.

The void in every direction crumbled.

This earth-shattering blow left countless cultivators speechless in shock.

All hearts were clenched as they watched with bated breath.

Many shut their eyes, unable to bear to see Lin Xun being killed.

“Brother Lin!” Shi Yu tried to cry out, but no sound came forth. He felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

The next moment, Lin Xun merely flicked his sleeve.

It was a simple, effortless motion, like brushing off a speck of dust, yet the devastating torrent of power that had descended with enough force to shatter the world suddenly dissipated and vanished.

“How is that possible?”

The quasi-Emperors’ eyes were wide with disbelief. Even some of the fiercer characters who had always been calm and composed turned pale. Frowns creased their foreheads, and shock flashed in their eyes.

“Again!”

The elder from the Omega Sword Sect roared.

Once more, the quasi-Emperors unleashed their full might, and an even greater wave of destructive force came crashing down.

Despite their efforts, the result remained unchanged. As the power neared Lin Xun, it collapsed in silence, vanishing without a trace.

Not even a strand of Lin Xun’s hair stirred, as though only a breeze had gently brushed past him.

This incredible and bizarre scene left everyone stunned. Many spectators thought they were hallucinating.

Even the quasi-Emperors were dumbfounded. To have their combined attack neutralized not once but twice was no longer shocking, but terrifying!

Then, Lin Xun spoke, “Too weak.”

His voice was calm, almost disinterested. He had expected an earthshaking battle with an assembly of mighty Emperors from the major factions. Unfortunately, standing before him was just a swarm of ant-like quasi-Emperors who might not even withstand one of his full-force strikes.

Without any visible movement, his figure vanished from the ruins and reappeared in the sky. He swept his gaze over everyone and said, “Now, I’ll send you all on your way!”

His voice shook the nine heavens.

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