"You know him?"
Xu Xiwang looked at Tuoba Yanyan, who seemed to be on high alert, and asked in confusion.
Tuoba Yan Yan's face turned pale. She gritted her teeth and said, word by word, "The Lord of the Ghost Palace, King Yama."
"What!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Xiwang was startled. He swallowed hard, looked at the old man, and stammered, "He...he is the Lord of the Ghost Palace?"
She had killed his son, as well as his four protectors and Meng Po.
Isn't this just like handing myself over to my death?
Yama stared intently at him and said slowly, "Your cultivation has improved quite quickly, surprisingly so. I can't even see through you."
"Hehe, it was just a fluke. May I ask what brings you here today, senior?"
Xu Xiwang chuckled twice and quickly changed the subject.
King Yama's eyes flickered, and he said meaningfully, "You possess the Chaos Divine Body, which is exceptionally gifted. Your future achievements will surely be extraordinary. If you do not leave soon, I'm afraid you will perish here."
"Thank you for your concern, senior, but since I dared to come here, I am confident that I can leave safely."
Xu Xiwang's purpose in coming here was to find her second and third uncles, so how could she leave just because of what Yama said?
King Yama gave him a deep look, nodded, and then sighed, "Enough, enough. I've lived too long. If you're looking for death, I won't stop you."
"I killed your son, and so many people from your Ghost Palace..."
Xu Xiwang frowned, his spiritual energy swirling around him, ready to flee at any moment.
Although he had already advanced to the Saint Realm, Xu Xiwang had gained a lot of confidence.
However, the Yama King in front of him was unfathomable, and his cultivation level was clearly far superior to his. According to Xu Xiwang's understanding of martial arts, Saint Realm experts are divided into nine ranks, and the difference between each rank is extremely huge.
He has only just become a saint, and he is incomparable to Yama, who is far inferior.
Therefore, he could only rely on the Ming Emperor's Divine Spear in his hand to desperately withstand the attack, and then place his hopes on his second and third uncles.
"What do you think I should do with you?"
With his hands behind his back, Yama looked down at Xu Xiwang, a playful smile curving his lips.
Xu Xiwang remained silent. He didn't know what the other party wanted to do, but he had a very dangerous feeling.
Suddenly, Yama raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and slammed it out, striking Xu Xiwang with a palm strike.
This palm strike contained immense power, instantly tearing through the air.
Xu Xiwang's expression changed drastically, and his pupils shrank. He could sense that he would not last ten breaths under this attack!
Xu Xiwang was shocked and simultaneously activated his internal energy, throwing a punch to meet the attack.
"Bang--!"
When fists and palms collided, a devastating shockwave erupted in an instant, overturning the surrounding soil.
Xu Xiwang was thrown dozens of feet away by a terrifying force. His fist bones cracked and his bones throbbed with pain.
In contrast, Yama, the King of Hell, stands majestically, as unshakable as Mount Tai.
“I owe your father a favor, and I’ll consider that debt repaid today. But you killed my only son, so I can’t let you off so easily. This slap is my punishment. Good luck, kid.”
Yama snorted coldly, turned around, and transformed into a blur, disappearing into the void.
At this moment, Xu Xiwang lay in the ruins, his whole body weak and sore, as if all his energy had been drained, and he was drenched in sweat.
He struggled to sit up, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief once he was sure that Yama had completely left.
"They're finally gone..."
Xu Xiwang wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Tuoba Yan Yan in the distance, and said bitterly, "Damn it, how could I run into the King of Hell?"
"As the master of the Ghost Palace, Yama naturally has to retrieve the Netherworld Flower! His appearance here is not surprising, but judging from the situation, he seems to be hovering on the edge of the battlefield, unwilling to take action."
Tuoba Yan Yan murmured, her face pale and her injuries severe.
Seeing Tuoba Yan's pale face, Xu Xi felt guilty and said, "I'm sorry, I've dragged you down."
"Are you alright?" Tuoba Yan asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, you won't die."
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