The protagonist stole my spiritual root? Hey, heroine, give birth to me!

Chen Xuan's eyes showed no smugness after his successful strike; instead, they grew even colder, exuding a chilling aura of killing intent.

He stood in the center of the battlefield, his body surging with immortal power, like a demon god descending to earth.

"Is this all you've got? You dare to gang up on me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xuan quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. In an instant, the sky changed color, and countless bolts of lightning gathered out of thin air, forming a huge sea of ​​lightning that poured down madly towards the Immortal Kings.

"Not good, defend quickly!" a Celestial King shouted in alarm, but before they could take effective defensive measures, the raging sea of ​​lightning crashed down.

"Ah!" Screams rose and fell, and amidst the flashes of lightning, several Immortal Kings were instantly reduced to ashes, leaving not even a trace of their primordial spirit behind.

The surviving Celestial Kings were also in a sorry state; their robes were torn, their bodies were covered in charred marks, and their faces were filled with fear.

"This...how is this possible? How could he be so powerful?" A Celestial King's voice trembled, almost unable to believe what he was seeing.

Chen Xuan gave them no chance to breathe. He flashed and instantly appeared in front of a Celestial King, throwing a punch from a distance.

This punch, seemingly ordinary, contained earth-shattering power. The Immortal King had no time to dodge and could only grit his teeth and circulate all his immortal power to resist.

With a loud "bang," the Immortal King's body flew backward like a ripped sack, a huge hole appeared in his chest, blood gushed out, and he died on the spot.

"This is a Celestial King??? Or an elite one?"

"What the hell are you, Celestial King? I'll beat you up, Celestial King! And those Zhao and Tang bastards, come and meet your death!"

Upon hearing this, a young man surnamed Qin in the distance widened his eyes.

He couldn't understand why this young miner in front of him was so powerful!

He will never forget this scene!

Then, he glanced at his master Qin Feng, gritted his teeth, and left without looking back.

"The Qin family's treasures are mine now... and I can even lead the Qin family!"

……

The other Celestial Kings were terrified at the sight and tried to flee.

But how could Chen Xuan let them off so easily?

"Trying to run? Leave your life behind!"

Then, he clasped his hands together and then suddenly opened them, and countless sword energies shot out from his palms, like sharp blades, accurately piercing through the bodies of those immortal kings.

In an instant, blood rained down on the battlefield, and the corpses of immortal kings fell from the sky like shooting stars streaking across the night.

In a short time, most of the hundreds of once-majestic Immortal Kings were dead or wounded, and the few remaining were terrified and had no will to fight.

They looked at Chen Xuan as if he were the Grim Reaper from hell, their legs went weak, and they could barely stand.

"Chen Xuan, who...who exactly are you? How do you possess such terrifying strength?" a Celestial King asked, trembling, his voice filled with despair.

Chen Xuan ignored him, coldly surveying the battlefield and staring at the four panicked people.

The four people were Ye Xingchen, Tang Sirui, Zhao Tianming, and Qin Feng.

"Tsk, Xingchen is a good kid and a victim, but I need you in the future, and I didn't exactly kill you." Chen Xuan seemed to remember something.

But the next moment, his gaze sharpened like a knife, locking onto Ye Xingchen. His aura surged instantly, and he transformed into a blur as he pounced on him.

Ye Xingchen's expression changed drastically. He recklessly unleashed his strongest magic weapon—an ancient mirror emitting a faint light. Streams of defensive light shot out from the mirror, weaving into an impenetrable net of light.

Chen Xuan snorted coldly, and a spear made of pure immortal power instantly materialized in his hand, which he then hurled out.

With a "whoosh," the spear easily pierced through the light net and went straight through Ye Xingchen's chest.

Ye Xingchen's eyes were wide open, his face still showing fear and resentment, and his body slowly fell down, blood splattering everywhere.

"Ding, congratulations to the host..."

After dealing with Ye Xingchen, Chen Xuan turned around and appeared in front of Tang Sirui like a ghost.

"Tang Sirui, there's nothing much to say, I'll give you three extra spoonfuls!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Sirui was terrified. His hands trembled as he formed intricate hand seals, summoning a group of ferocious sea demon shadows that lunged at Chen Xuan with bared fangs and claws.

"You, you should just die!"

Chen Xuan neither dodged nor evaded; he simply raised his hand and unleashed a powerful spatial force that instantly shredded the sea demon shadow.

Immediately afterwards, he formed his five fingers into claws and reached out to grab Tang Sirui from a distance. Tang Sirui felt an invisible force tightly locking him in, and his body was uncontrollably pulled toward Chen Xuan.

"No, don't come any closer!" Tang Sirui cried out in terror.

"You're the one getting closer to me, kid!!"

After Chen Xuan finished speaking, he grabbed Tang Sirui's neck and with a slight force, "crack" sounded, and Tang Sirui's neck was broken, and his whole body went limp like a rag doll.

"Ding, congratulations to the host..."

"Zhao Tianming...a villainous protagonist who has harmed many people, you should go too."

Seeing that things were not going well, Zhao Tianming turned around and tried to escape.

But Chen Xuan wouldn't give him the chance. He muttered incantations, and in an instant, the surrounding space seemed to freeze, making it extremely difficult for Zhao Tianming to take each step.

Chen Xuan walked towards him step by step, and with each step, Zhao Tianming's heart sank a little deeper.

"Damn it!! Why did this happen? Why don't you just die?!"

Zhao Tianming frantically channeled his immortal power, trying to break free from this strange restraint, but all his efforts were in vain.

Chen Xuan came up behind him and slammed his palm into his back. The powerful force shattered his internal organs beyond repair. Zhao Tianming spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsed forward, and died.

"Ding, congratulations to the host..."

Finally, Chen Xuan's gaze fell on Qin Feng.

"Qin Feng, you're the worst kind of scoundrel. I was originally planning to live a peaceful life, and even assist you. Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Wha, what?!!"

Qin Feng's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, pleading in a trembling voice:

"Chen Xuan, although I don't know how you know me, I beg you to spare my life... I'm willing to give you all my treasures, and you can do whatever you want with the Qin family!"

Chen Xuan looked at him coldly, without a trace of pity:

"Back then... or rather, in the future. Never mind, you wouldn't understand anyway. Go on your way."

After saying that, Chen Xuan gathered a ball of dazzling immortal power in his hands and slammed it hard at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was powerless to resist and was instantly swallowed up by this ball of immortal power, leaving only a cloud of ashes that dissipated in the air.

"Ding, congratulations to the host..."