Immortal of the Ages

Chapter 335: Enough With Your Whining!

"Defilers of the Calamity Seal Sword shall perish!" they growled, charging towards the battlefield. Sadly, they were stopped dead in their tracks by the Immortal Asylum formation.

All they could do was furiously pound on the barrier, their twisted faces a picture-perfect representation of impotent rage. They could only roar, curse, and swear at Yun Xiao's ancestors.

To this day, their faces still bore deep-seated murderous intentions towards Yun Xiao.

"Still not convinced, huh?" Yun Xiao's icy gaze swept over the Inscription Cultivators. "No matter. I have all the time in the world to make you submit."

Not convinced? Then he'd stomp them until they were!

"Immortal Asylum!" the Talisman Emperor cried out, his eyes ablaze with fury. "Fu Ying surrendered publicly, but this man still attacked her treacherously! He's broken the rules of the Nine Hells Conquest Clash. He must be sanctioned!"

"Right!"

"Drag him out and execute him!"

"Anyone who defends him shares his guilt!"

The crowd of Inscription Cultivators, Yang Devils, and sea demons screeched in agreement.

Facing thousands of defiant stares, Yun Xiao retorted coolly, "Stop barking, will you? As far as I know, there were no rules saying I couldn't do this. You can surrender, and I can keep killing. Seems fair to me."

His words only fueled their anger further.

However, Mo Jianzhi, with the calmness of a summer lake, stated, "He's not wrong."

Upon hearing this, the cacophony of angry shouts gradually subsided.

However, amidst this tense scene, thousands of eyes turned coldly towards Mo Jianzhi.

"Brother Mo," the Talisman Emperor asked with a frosty gaze, "does the Immortal Asylum intend to side with Yun Xiao, the Exile?"

"You're mistaken, Nine Hells Conqueror. The Immortal Asylum only stands by the rules," Shen Xiaochan interjected, casually munching on black beans. Addressing the Talisman Emperor as the Nine Hells Conqueror was part of the rules too.

The Talisman Emperor's eyes lingered on Shen Xiaochan. They had shared a past filled with romantic escapades, which had ended in bitter parting. Would she hold a grudge against him?

Reading his thoughts, Shen Xiaochan let out a cold laugh. "If the Immortal Asylum wasn't fair, could you have become the Nine Hells Conqueror a decade ago?"

The Talisman Emperor fell silent. Logically, he knew that the competition had no detailed rules set by the Immortal Asylum. The right was indeed on Yun Xiao's side.

"We've been bested this time, accept it," Qingzan muttered. The idea of pressuring the Immortal Asylum to deal with Yun Xiao was wishful thinking.

"That's true..." The Talisman Emperor's brooding gaze fixed on the young man in white. Accepting the death of his sister, children, and the breaking of the Calamity Seal Sword was a tall order. His desire for revenge was likely the fiercest in all the Nine Hells. Every organ in his body screamed for vengeance.

With a light sneer, Yun Xiao casually picked up the Force token from Fu Ying and approached the last three opponents on the battlefieldthe Lion Duke, Qing Ge, and Shi Feilan.

Shi Feilan, a mesmerizing siren, swirled her long, blue tail gracefully. Her upper body, clad in a sheer garment, revealed glimpses of delicate, fair skin. Her wavy, light blue hair and stunning, azure eyes gave her an exotic allure.

"There's a unique beauty here," Yun Xiao mused inwardly, appreciating the siren's charm, though his expression remained stern. Extending his hand towards the trio, he declared, "Choose between your tokens or your lives."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than two tokens had already been placed in his hand.

Qing Ge and the Lion Duke had already skedaddled to a safe distance, fearing Yun Xiao might chop them down with a single stroke of his sword.

"Cowards!"

"Shameless Yin Devil and land demon!"

Scattered jeers echoed around, but they quickly faded. It was clear to everyone that, if in their shoes, they too would have chosen surrender.

Then came Shi Feilan's turn. Yun Xiao's gaze, sharp as a thousand swords, locked onto the siren's deep blue eyes.

"There's still a way out if you pull back from the edge," Yun Xiao murmured softly.

"Exile Yun, you are truly handsome" Shi Feilan, holding the Open token, gently placed it in his hand, batting her eyes flirtatiously. "In the Reverie Abyss, we admire beauty, and you are the epitome of it."

With those words, she gracefully retreated. And just like that, all eight tokens were in Yun Xiao's possession.

He assembled them together, forming a palm-sized Trigram. "This is the first and only one from the Sword Ruins," he announced.

Storing the Trigram away, Yun Xiao looked over the powerhouses of the seven hells. "You still have a chance to submit to me. I don't need you to grovel; just bow in your hearts, and I can forgive you at any time. After all, I have no desire to be a mass murderer."

His eyes then chilled as he turned to the Talisman Emperor. "As for those who still resist, that's fine too. Come at me, and I'll fight until your houses fall and your people perish."

His words were a carrot and a stick, offering a chance to some, and despair to others.

As his words swept across the crowd, the previously noisy, angry, and clamorous atmosphere indeed weakened significantly.

Many exchanged glances, pondering their next move.

Recalling Yun Xiao's impressive feats, like slaying the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon, Abyssal Shade, Scorching Marquis, and Fu Ying, a chill ran through the hearts of the onlookers.

"Exile Yun, is also an Inscription Cultivator like us... What would happen if we surrendered?" one of them pondered aloud.

"It was the Sword Cultivators who first supported Yun Xiao, seizing the initiative. Given the deep enmity between the Talisman Emperor's family and Yun Xiao, he's likely to suppress us Inscription Cultivators. Our status in the Nine Hells will plummet..."

"As long as Yun Xiao is eliminated, this won't be an issue."

"So, we have no way out..."

"Don't be fooled. If he were really that powerful, why would he warn us? What we've seen is probably his limit! There are still many in the Nine Hells capable of killing him!"

Discussions buzzed outside the battlefield, hearts and minds swirling with tumultuous undercurrents.

As the allotted 15 minutes ended, Yun Xiao turned to leave.

"Exile Yun," the Talisman Emperor's icy voice suddenly called out from behind.

"What is it?" Yun Xiao turned back.

"With your skills, you could join the next round, the true battlefield of the Nine Hells Conquest Clash," the Talisman Emperor said.

"Nonsense, of course I'll join," Yun Xiao replied cheerily.

"Oh?" The Talisman Emperor raised an eyebrow.

"How else will I butcher you?" Yun Xiao retorted.

"..." The Talisman Emperor's expression darkened.

Yun Xiao gave him a cold look. "Everyone can surrender, but not you. You've led the charge against me. Without your death, I can't make an example."

Hearing this, the Talisman Emperor's face grew even more somber.

Yun Xiao glanced past him. "And you, Wick Devil, and the sea corpse demon from the Undead Depths, right? You two don't have the privilege to kneel either. Just wait for death."

His words brought a deathly silence to the Immortal Asylum. Thousands of onlookers exchanged glances.

"For the rest, Sea Dragon Emperor, Phoenix Empress, if you know when to pull back from the brink and behave, there might still be a chance for you." After saying this, Yun Xiao suddenly chuckled.

"This kid is even using divide-and-conquer tactics. Isn't he just bluffing to look stronger?"

"If he were really that formidable, he wouldn't need to resort to such tactics!"

Yun Xiao's final words had an unintended effect, luring many smart people to his ploy.