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第四千二百零七章 田襄的打算

Lin Xuan's situation was set aside for the moment. At this point, Tian Xiāng had already reached the stage of anger overwhelming his heart. He originally planned to defeat Lin Xuan and the Asura King in one battle, eliminating them both so he could rest easy.

Who knew that his plans kept running into setbacks? First, the Asura King resurrected. Then, a more cunning escape left him with nothing but an empty victory.

Releasing a tiger back into the wild would bring endless trouble.

Tian Xiāng glared at the giant cocoon before him, feeling a gnawing hatred. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't find any way to deal with it. Even the miraculous Ten Thousand Volume Heavenly Book was helpless in this situation.

Frustrating!

Tian Xiāng's face darkened like rain clouds. Since Hua Yu’s demise, he had been used to issuing commands. When did he ever suffer such a humiliating defeat?

But what use is complaining? The treasure before him wasn't something that could be easily exploited. Even if it were one of the top-tier sages from the Three Thousand Realms, they would still need time to find its weaknesses.

Hundreds of first-rate powerhouses survived in the starry storm despite many falling. Tian Xiāng had focused his techniques on specific targets, which is why Lin Xuan and Yuan Yuan, as well as Master Nai Long and Li Yutong, were severely injured. The others faced only residual effects, with some managing to escape unscathed.

However, their luck ran out here. With the Asura King’s cunning escape, Lin Xuan, Yuan Yuan, Master Nai Long, Li Yutong, and others had been taken away. But not all top-tier sages were so fortunate.

The Asura King couldn’t save everyone due to her limited power, nor was it necessary for her. Thus, she left them to their fate.

Tian Xiāng’s frustration boiled over as he looked at the mysterious cocoon, unable to do anything about it. His anger found no outlet, and his expression turned icy with a hint of murderous intent.

The sky darkened instantly. All those present were first-rate powerhouses, but Tian Xiāng's terrifying presence was evident to them all. Even though they outnumbered him, their hearts raced in fear.

They regretted coming here. If they had known this would be the outcome, they wouldn’t have meddled.

But it mattered not now. Tian Xiāng didn't immediately act; he wasn't rash. Despite his anger, he had a plan.

Killing them would only satisfy his rage but achieve nothing. Instead, he could subdue them.

Tian Xiāng’s actions were also due to the fact that all true immortals from the upper realms had perished except for him. The entire Immortal Realm was now empty. While he wasn’t afraid of loneliness, having no followers would make many tasks difficult.

Why not...

With this in mind, Tian Xiāng calmed down. A superior should never show their emotions openly.

He spoke instead, his voice soft yet enticing: "Listen up, I’m feeling generous today. If you agree to serve me from now on, you can continue your carefree existence and even gain access to the Immortal Path. How does that sound?"

"But there’s one condition—submit to my authority and follow only my commands. Otherwise, the consequences will be far worse than death itself."

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, the assembled cultivators exchanged surprised glances.

They couldn’t believe it.

Just a moment ago, Tian Xiāng seemed intent on exterminating them all. Now, his attitude had completely changed.

Submit to him, and you could ascend to immortality.

Is this real?

There must be such good fortune in the world.

In a realm where strength is paramount, even in the Immortal Realm, Tian Xiāng’s words carried weight. Originally, true immortals also obeyed his commands. Thus, no one was offended by his terms.

But their skepticism grew as they considered it. It seemed too good to be true.

No one spoke for a moment, and soon everyone fell silent.

Tian Xiāng’s impatience showed on his face. He wasn’t being kind; he needed followers. But this still gave the lower realm cultivators an advantage, and their indecision annoyed him.

Furious!

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down: "Have you made up your minds? Stop dithering. If you agree to serve me, you can ascend. Just hand over one soul and one essence."

"What? Hand over our souls?"

The cultivators were shocked. Tian Xiāng was powerful, but their numbers gave them an edge. They could scatter and escape if they didn’t fight.

But handing over their souls was different. If Tian Xiāng kept his word, it wouldn’t be a problem. But what if he tricked them into giving up their souls only to kill them later?

Such a scenario was entirely possible.

As first-rate powerhouses, they had seen countless battles and naturally became suspicious.

Tian Xiāng’s good intentions were doubted, making him even more impatient. Suddenly, a streak of light shot skyward, speeding away towards the horizon.

A betrayal!

Clearly, someone doubted Tian Xiāng's sincerity and chose to flee instead. The person’s escape technique was impressive; they seemed about to disappear into the distance.

"Die!"

Tian Xiāng’s face darkened as he flicked his sleeves. A streak of light shot out from his sleeve.

A flying sword encased in golden light pursued the fleeing figure, closing the gap with a flash.

"Ahh!"

A scream echoed as the sword split into thousands of beams upon reaching its target. The person was cut to pieces, their元婴 (Essence Body) unable to escape.

Falling!

A first-rate powerhouse fell so easily, like paper in an instant.

The others remained silent. Those who had fought Tian Xiāng mainly were Lin Xuan and the Asura King. While they had also intervened, it was mostly as support.

Back then, they sensed his power but hadn’t felt its full impact until now. They truly understood how terrifying he could be. (To be continued…)

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