Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny
Chapter 1368 - 1365: Kneel with One Kick (First Update)

Chapter 1368: Chapter 1365: Kneel with One Kick (First Update)

The entire scene was deathly silent.

Everyone’s eyes widened as they blankly stared at the white-clad youth floating in the sky, their minds trapped in a state of complete shutdown.

Song Jingyue trembled all over, and then her heart was overwhelmed with ecstatic joy.

It’s him!

She hadn’t expected to see him here!

To her, this youth who had saved her in the Vermilion Pavilion left an indelible impression.

But soon, her thoughts shifted, and her heart sank gradually. A deep worry surfaced on her face.

What is he trying to do?

Does he not see the situation in the arena right now?

Similarly dumbfounded was Ah Qing on the high platform. Though bound tightly, she strained to glance upwards, staring at Xue An in disbelief, her eyes filled with shock.

Why is he here? Could it be... to rescue me?

Ren Tianyun and Tan Feiwen exchanged a glance, both seeing suspicion and murderous intent reflected in each other’s eyes.

No matter what, this white-clad youth’s appearance was exceedingly peculiar. Friend or foe, it wasn’t clear, and thus the two had already prepared themselves for action in secret.

At the same time, Wen Muling finally snapped out of her daze and roared, "Return the Jade Decree to me!"

As she spoke, she lunged forward frantically.

Xue An glanced at the Jade Decree he was holding and sighed softly, "Your infatuation is commendable. Take some rest first."

With those words spoken, Wen Muling, who had been clawing forward wildly, froze instantly.

Her eyes filled with terror because she realized that her entire body had lost all control—even moving a single fingertip was impossible.

Xue An chuckled lightly, then turned his gaze toward the people on the high platform, finally resting his eyes on Ren Tianyun and Tan Feiwen. He spoke calmly, "Ren Family? Tan Family?"

"That’s correct! I am Ren Tianyun, a legitimate descendant of the Ren Family! Who are you?" Ren Tianyun asked coldly, his face full of arrogance.

"Who am I?" Xue An’s lips curled into a playful smile. "You don’t seem to have the qualification to know who I am!"

"You..." Ren Tianyun erupted in fury, just about to lash out.

The Destined Ghost Monarch stepped forward first, roaring, "Kid, do you even know who you’re talking to?"

At this moment, the Destined Ghost Monarch was eager to prove himself. After all, his life was firmly in Ren Tianyun’s hands, and if Ren Tianyun spread the word that he might have colluded with remnants of the Nether Monarch, his death would be guaranteed.

That’s why he was so desperate to act now.

But as soon as his words left his mouth, a chill flickered in Xue An’s eyes, and he raised his hand for a strike.

This strike descended like a gift from the heavens, instantly landing atop the Destined Ghost Monarch’s head.

Bam!

What followed was a burst of bone-crushing sounds.

Soon, the once-proudly standing Destined Ghost Monarch on the high platform was smashed into a meat paste by Xue An’s single strike.

Flesh clung to the platform’s floorboards; blood flowed freely, and the air was thick with a repugnant stench.

The spectacle was shocking, reminiscent of a thunderclap splitting the heavens. The crowd fell into stunned silence before erupting into an uproar.

Ren Tianyun and Tan Feiwen were also startled and taken aback.

Neither of them had anticipated that Xue An would act so suddenly.

Oddly enough, Ren Tianyun, who moments ago was boiling with rage and looked poised for action, suddenly became quite composed, coldly staring at Xue An without uttering a word.

Tan Feiwen, however, had an extremely grim expression. She took a deep breath, lowered her voice, and asked, "What is the meaning of this?"

"The meaning?" Xue An chuckled. "Nothing much. I didn’t like him, so I killed him."

"You..." Tan Feiwen’s face turned pale, her breath stifled with frustration.

This answer sent chills down many people’s spines.

For they realized the white-clad youth had just created enormous trouble.

Never before had humans suppressed the Ghost Race; it had always been the Ghost Race oppressing humans.

And now, his actions would undoubtedly provoke the fury of these powerful Ghost Race entities.

Sure enough, the mangled corpse of the Destined Ghost Monarch began to emit layers of dark mist, rapidly reforming into his figure.

Though now, the Destined Ghost Monarch no longer retained his human-dwelling form; he had fully become his Ghost Race self.

"I will tear you to pieces!"

The Destined Ghost Monarch was utterly enraged.

In his thousands of years of existence, he had never suffered such humiliation.

To have his painstakingly cultivated human form destroyed by a simple strike from a youth—it was unimaginable.

As soon as he revealed his true form, his fury exploded as he charged forward with shrieks and bellows.

But as soon as his body left the ground, Xue An let out a faint snort and stomped lightly.

Boom!

The void trembled as a boundless force descended on the Destined Ghost Monarch’s head.

While this strike didn’t crush his body entirely like the previous one, it forced him down to his knees with a heavy thud, unable to rise.

Boom!

The crowd erupted.

What kind of entity was the Destined Ghost Monarch?

He held dominion over an entire plane. Although he acted servile before Ren Tianyun and Tan Feiwen, no one who became a Ghost Monarch would be a pushover.

Yet there he was, crushed without resistance—his human form obliterated with a palm strike, and now trapped kneeling before this white-clad youth with a mere stomp.

Such a reality naturally caused shockwaves among everyone present.

Song Jingyue stared in astonishment, her mouth slightly agape as she took in everything that had transpired.

Though she had known this white-clad youth was powerful, she hadn’t imagined him to be this formidable.

As for her Master, Wen Lingcui, her face contorted in fear, trembling and choosing not to meet his gaze.

Xue An paid no heed to the stares aimed at him; his voice rang out calmly, "Do you know why I want to kill you?"

The dark mist surrounding the Destined Ghost Monarch churned persistently as he struggled, trying to break free.

Yet every attempt was in vain, as Xue An’s oppressive stomp rendered him immobile. He could only gaze at Xue An with terror-stricken eyes.

Xue An’s head lowered slightly as he spoke, "Because... you’ve lost your sense of reverence!"

These words sent chills down the spines of many Ghost Race beings.

Tan Feiwen seemed to understand something and screamed, "No...."

But before she could finish, Xue An’s foot pressed firmly downward, unleashing an unstoppable force that instantly crushed the Destined Ghost Monarch into oblivion.

To his death, the Destined Ghost Monarch didn’t have time to utter a single cry; not even a trace of dark mist escaped. His existence was annihilated entirely.

In an instant, a Ghost Monarch who governed an entire domain perished.

The one responsible? A human youth.

Such an occurrence left many feeling an overwhelming sense of absurdity.

It was simply too unbelievable.

Tan Feiwen and Ren Tianyun stared at the scene, visibly dumbfounded, gazing at the ground for a long while before gradually regaining their composure.