Chapter 558 - 368: The Legendary Land Immortal! I Shall End Everything!

Chapter 558: Chapter 368: The Legendary Land Immortal! I Shall End Everything!

Inside the palace, scarlet flames roared to the sky.

Every step Peng Lie took, the golden bricks beneath him melted into scalding molten liquid.

The crimson Gang Yuan surrounding him transformed into nine fire dragons, rampaging wildly across the vast palace gardens.

The meticulously carved marble railings shattered under the intense heat, and the exotic flowers in the royal garden wilted instantly.

"Run quickly!"

"It’s the royal father-in-law!"

The palace’s forbidden army witnessed this terrifying scene and abandoned their armor, fleeing in all directions.

On the gilded corridor leading to Jinluan Hall, more than a dozen guards rolled on the ground, unable to escape in time.

Their armor turned hot red, yet miraculously did not harm their flesh.

"Hmph!"

Peng Lie snorted coldly, and the fire dragons, as if possessing their own intelligence, avoided the fallen, groaning soldiers.

Although furious, he steadfastly adhered to the principle of not harming the innocent.

His true target was singular — the creature occupying the dragon throne inside Jinluan Hall!

"Your Majesty! Your loyal subject has come to seek instruction!"

Peng Lie’s voice thundered like a storm, shaking loose the glazed tiles from the roof.

The next moment, he moved like lightning, and the nine fire dragons melted a crimson path in the palace walls wherever he went.

Some fearless, attempting to block him, were unable to get close and retreated under the oppressive heat wave.

From a distance, Lu Xuan stood with hands behind his back, silently observing Peng Lie’s display of divine power.

He deliberately stayed a half-step behind, allowing this elder who had been suffocated for too long to vent his inner fury.

"Boom——!"

With a resounding crash, the heavy vermilion door of Jinluan Hall, weighing a thousand pounds, shattered under Peng Lie’s iron fist!

"Audacious Peng Lie! You old brute, do you intend to rebel?"

In an instant, a thunderous shout echoed from the sky, as King Shangwu, Mr. Lu, appeared stepping through the air.

This elderly prince was the same age as Peng Lie, wore a dark gold robe with pythons, his white hair like spears, surrounded by golden dragon shadows as deep as the sea.

He reached out his hand and crushed one of Peng Lie’s fire dragons with raw force!

"Release the arrows!"

"Kill without mercy!!!!!!"

At King Shangwu’s command, thousands of elite archers suddenly emerged from the surrounding palace walls.

The chilling arrows sparkled with poison specifically designed to counter martial arts grandmasters, "Fragmented Yuan Powder"!

"Lu Zhan Shi!"

Peng Lie’s hair exploded in fury, nine fire dragons weaving a shield behind him, showing no intention of giving face to King Shangwu.

"Are you senile? Can’t you see what’s sitting on the dragon throne!!!!"

"Insolent!"

King Shangwu, Lu Zhan Shi, roared with his hair standing on end like sharp needles.

In the golden Gang Qi vortex between his palms, hundreds of ferocious golden dragon shadows loomed, twisting and distorting the surrounding air.

"Peng Lie! You vile rebel, what colossal audacity you possess!"

King Shangwu’s voice was like thunder, causing nearby palace walls to collapse and fall bit by bit.

He stepped forward, and the golden bricks beneath him exploded.

"First you trespass the forbidden grounds of the palace, then you dare speak disrespectfully to His Majesty!"

"If I don’t cut off your head today, I, Lu Zhan Shi, am unworthy of being a royal clansman!"

Peng Lie, however, laughed uproariously, flames surging three meters high: "Hahaha, old brute! Then let me see your power.";

"Court death!"

The two peak martial arts grandmasters faced each other across a distance, violent Qi Force causing the palace walls around them to crack.

At this critical juncture——

"Mr. Wang."

A cold voice suddenly sounded between the two.

Lu Xuan, without anyone noticing, already stood in the midst of the tense battlefield, his deep-purple dragon robe spotless.

He merely waved his hand lightly, and those thousands of poisoned arrows disintegrated into powder in midair!

"Are you certain...."

Golden light flowed in Lu Xuan’s eyes, "to obstruct my path?"

With these simple five words, King Shangwu seemed hit by lightning, staggering back three steps.

He stared incredulously at Lu Xuan before him — was this still the gentle and refined Crown Prince he knew?

"Crown Prince..... Your Highness?"

The weapons in the hands of the surrounding forbidden army clattered to the ground, as everyone stared at Lu Xuan as if they had seen a ghost.

Those specially crafted arrows meant to breach grandmaster Gang Yuan, vanished into ash with a flick of the Crown Prince’s hand!

This exceeded their understanding of martial artists entirely!

"Impossible......"

A deputy commander of the forbidden army murmured, "This..... This is no longer martial arts......"

King Shangwu’s face turned pale, and he suddenly realized a terrifying truth.

Peng Lie’s frantic actions earlier were not to seize the Crown Prince.... but....

"Mr. Wang is correct."

Lu Xuan seemed to read minds as he spoke, his voice chillingly calm: "Today, all of this is my own intent."

"Crown Prince! Do you know what you’re doing?"

King Shangwu, Lu Zhan Shi’s hair and beard were all stretched, his voice becoming hoarse and unclear due to excessive anger.

He raised his trembling finger, pointing towards Jinluan Hall, eyes full of disbelief: "That’s your father! The supreme ruler of the Wenjing Dynasty!"

King Shangwu staggered forward two steps, his dark gold robe rippling in the Gang Yuan.

His wrinkled old face, interwoven with rage and anguish: "This land will be yours sooner or later, why...... why do you commit such traitorous acts?"

He suddenly turned to glare angrily at Peng Lie, eyes overflowing with murderous intent: "It must be this old brute who deluded you!"

"These Peng Family wolves and their ambitions have long coveted our Lu dynasty’s throne!"

Saying this in excitement, King Shangwu actually shed tears.

With a thud, he dropped to one knee, clasping his fists in plea: "Crown Prince! It’s still not too late to turn back! His Majesty is benevolent, he will surely forgive you......"

These heartfelt words only intensified the golden light in Lu Xuan’s eyes.