Chapter 174: The Killing Demon Lord (Fourteen)

The newcomer was none other than Xiao Lingxue, the second daughter of the Xiao family.
From a young age, Xiao Lingxue possessed exceptional talent, attracting celestial phenomena. She was taken in as a disciple by the passing elder of the Misty Sacred Palace, and her cultivation progressed rapidly. She achieved considerable success in the Grand Prix of Ten Thousand Races, and with Xiao Sha's help, awakened the legendary Divine Body. In just six hundred years of cultivation, she broke through to the Nirvana Realm, truly a prodigy.
The Xiao family was facing a great calamity. Xiao Lingxue sent the most talented young disciples of the Xiao family to the Misty Sacred Palace; her duty was to preserve the last bloodline of the Xiao family… However, in the end, she couldn't bear to watch the Xiao family be destroyed, her brothers and sisters die, and left the Misty Sacred Palace alone to return to the Xiao family.
She happened to witness this scene.
Xiao Lingxue was furious. She recognized Su Chen as the murderer, a minor prodigy in the Grand Prix of Ten Thousand Races, but merely a lackey of her fourth brother. Now, he dared to attack her Xiao family!
Su Chen naturally recognized Xiao Lingxue. She had displayed considerable strength during the Battle of the Myriad Races' Prodigies, and now she was undergoing a transformation due to a fortuitous opportunity.
Xiao Lingxue said, "You murderous brat, release your father immediately!"
Su Chen let out a contemptuous laugh from beneath his mask. He knew Xiao Lingxue looked down on him, but he didn't care. He lifted Xiao's father and casually exerted force.
Accompanied by a storm of energy, under Xiao Lingxue's gaze, Xiao's father didn't even utter a scream before turning into a bloody mist.
Su Chen coldly said, "I... hate being threatened the most."
Seeing her loved one die before her eyes, Xiao Lingxue's anger clouded her judgment. She attacked Su Chen directly, her divine form manifesting like a celestial maiden descending to earth, intending to kill him instantly.
In this era of declining Dharma, a Nirvana Realm cultivator of over six hundred years was truly a genius, with the potential to become a saint in the future.
Faced with Xiao Lingxue's deadly attack, Su Chen merely raised his hand, extending a single finger. Boundless killing power swirled at the fingertip, transforming into a mountain of blood. With overwhelming force, it annihilated Xiao Lingxue's divine physical manifestation, directly suppressing her.
Her icy, crystal-like feathered robes were now soaked in blood; her once aloof, goddess-like demeanor had been reduced to that of a prisoner.
Under Xiao Lingxue's incredulous gaze, Su Chen slowly approached her and said, "Surprised? I forgot to tell you, your fourth brother, Xiao Sha, also known as Young Master Wusheng, was killed by my own hand."
Xiao Lingxue's gaze turned to astonishment...and then anger: "Impossible! How could you possibly kill my fourth brother?"
Su Chen ignored Xiao Lingxue's anger and continued, "Besides killing Xiao Sha, I also killed your eldest brother, Xiao Tianze, your third brother, Xiao Jin, your father, your clansmen, and your little sister, Xiao Yueli. Even you will die by my hand."
Xiao Lingxue's eyes glared at Su Chen, her hair obscuring her face. Her once peerless beauty now resembled a demon crawling out of hell, suppressed beneath a mountain of blood. Each word Xiao Lingxue spoke was laced with tears, filled with resentment: "I...will definitely...kill you..."
Su Chen smiled: "But will I kill you first?"
Su Chen raised his hand and pointed, his killing intent transforming into a sword of murderous intent. With just a thought, he could slay Xiao Lingxue.
At the critical moment of life and death
The sky... suddenly cracked open, revealing a vast expanse of stars. From within the crack, a gigantic arm extended, unleashing boundless holy might. The owner of that arm reached out, attempting to seize Xiao Lingxue.
The beings within a million miles trembled at this sight.
"A Saint... a Saint has actually made a move!"
Countless powerful martial artists stared in horror. For hundreds of years, no Saint had appeared in the Eternal Realm, yet now a Saint had acted. And the direction... was it the Xiao Clan Dynasty?
"It's that Supreme Elder of the Misty Holy Palace, a powerful Saint renowned two thousand years ago... how powerful has he become now?"
An ancient being opened their eyes. Saints were few in the Eternal Realm, making it easy to discern the aura of the one who had made the move.
But... just as everyone was shocked by the appearance of a Saint,
something even more terrifying, something that sent chills down everyone's spines, happened.
Inside the Xiao Clan Imperial Palace.
Xiao Lingxue's gaze shifted from joy to despair in an instant.
From within the rift in the void,
the blood of a saint poured down like a river of blood.
From the other side of the rift, countless sorrowful voices echoed.
The colossal hand of heaven that had emerged from the rift was shattered.
The laws surged, the heavens wailed, and within a million miles, no one could help but feel a deep sorrow.
"The saint of the Misty Holy Palace...is dead!"
An invincible saint, dead after only one act!
Beside Su Chen, a shadowy figure appeared, hunched over, holding a beautiful head in his hand. Between its brows was a beauty mark that Xiao Lingxue recognized—it was her master, the Supreme Elder of the Misty Holy Palace!
"The Ancestor of Slaughter said, anyone who dares to lay a hand on you will be killed."
The hunched shadow carried a name that made all races tremble... the Soul-Destroying Saint King, an executioner stained with countless blood. The number of powerful figures who died at his hands, the races he annihilated, were countless. Yet, this executioner now looked at Su Chen with a hint of deep apprehension...
This person was even more ruthless than him... The Soul-Destroying Saint King prided himself on being cruel enough, but he had never done anything so utterly devastating. He systematically destroyed the Xiao family, forcing their closest relatives to watch their loved ones die before their eyes, even drawing out all threats. This was a calm... ruthless... meticulously calculating monster, a thousand times more terrifying than the previous successor of the Slaughter Emperor.
The Soul-Destroying Saint King lowered his head.
He would rather fight a formidable enemy than offend such a terrifying figure; otherwise, the Soul-Destroying Saint King would serve as a cautionary tale for him.