Chaos God's Nest

Chapter 406 Betting

In response, Yan Xiaohuang sneered and said, "Humph, I knew you would do this!"

After saying this, when he threw a punch, golden light suddenly bloomed around his body and the Bridge to the Other Shore was instantly activated, protecting his soul and spirit tightly, not giving the opponent the slightest chance.

"what!"

Along with a scream that resounded through the sky, the figure of the Soul Palace Emperor flew backwards and crashed into a stone forest in the distance like a cannonball.

Just like that, under the shocked gazes of many geniuses and princes present, bursts of thick smoke slowly rose from the depths of the stone forest. No one knew whether the prince of the Soul Palace was alive or dead, which caused everyone to be shocked and curious.

"Clap clap clap!"

Suddenly applause broke out, and among the people present, only the Prince of Chaos, Zhou Xin, was the first to react.

I saw him stepping on the air, smiling, clapping his hands and walking slowly towards Yan Xiaohuang.

“You are indeed powerful enough to defeat the descendant of the Immortal Emperor. You are indeed qualified to compete with us for the elixir of immortality! No wonder you dare to stay here. We underestimated you! But I advise you to leave as soon as possible and don’t try to get your hands on the elixir of immortality! Don’t think that we will underestimate you like the Emperor of Soul Palace did just now!” Zhou Xin said with a fake smile, his eyes fixed on Yan Xiaohuang in front of him.

“Hmph! No matter how strong an ant is, it is still just an ant, and a phoenix will never fly out of a chicken coop! In my opinion, it is better to crush it to death as soon as possible, so that it will not lose recognition of its own identity and status!” A genius from the ancient clan also stood up and said, his eyes were extremely cold as he looked at Yan Xiaohuang, and on his face, he did not hide his murderous intent towards Yan Xiaohuang at all.

Obviously, he had the same idea as Zhou Xin. He also believed that the reason why Yan Xiaohuang was able to defeat the Soul Palace Emperor just now was entirely because the Soul Palace Emperor underestimated his enemy and challenged others' strongest point with his weakest point. Even if you are an Immortal Emperor, you will suffer a great loss if you are in the same realm.

If it was him in the previous battle, he would never do that! He would definitely use all his strength to crush the opponent right here.

A tiger pounces on a rabbit with all its strength!

He had already understood this truth deeply when he was eight years old.

"hehe!"

On the other side, Yan Xiaohuang was also so angry that he laughed. It seemed that the punch he just threw did not have an effective deterrent effect. It was obvious that these self-righteous geniuses from the upper realm still did not take him seriously.

"Hey, kid, these guys keep calling you an ant, it's obvious that they don't take you as a human being!" Elder Meng's laughter was heard, and his words were full of joking.

"Meow, these idiots are too pretentious, aren't they? Boy, can you tolerate this? If it were me, I would have suppressed them all in the morning!" Meng Wan'er's words rang out at the same time, and her words sounded fierce, as if she wanted to rush forward and teach the other party a profound lesson.

At the same time, Yan Xiaohuang ignored what the two said, but his eyes burst into a terrifying coldness.

"The immortal elixir is very rare in the world. Once it appears, even the ancient powerful will go crazy for it. Now, the shocking opportunity has reappeared. I want to take it. Who dares to stop me? Just stand up, I will kill you!"

When these words were spoken, it was like a bolt of lightning that broke the sky and made everyone furious in an instant.

"presumptuous!"

"Insanity!"

"court death!"

......

At this moment, even Meng Jiuxian, the proud and calm Meng family from the upper realm, could not help but stand up. Looking at Yan Xiaohuang, he frowned and said in a deep voice, "To be honest, this brother from the lower realm is indeed capable, but his words really show that he does not take us seriously!"

Although there was no murderous intent in Meng Jiuxian's eyes, it was obvious from his furrowed brows that he was already a little angry.

“I say, kid, although your strength is indeed quite good, there are so many princes and geniuses here now. Aren’t you afraid of bringing trouble upon yourself by saying this?” Ji Changkong, the prince of the Ji family in the upper realm, said with his arms folded, and there was also some ill intent in his eyes as he looked at Yan Xiaohuang.

"Humph! Ants are just ants. They don't know how high the sky is and how wide the earth is! As I said, you should crush them to death as soon as possible, so that they won't lose their identity and status now!"

......

At this moment, after hearing what everyone said, Yan Xiaohuang also smiled, and his smile was extremely confident.

Among the nine people present, only Meng Jiuxian, the genius of the Meng family, and an unknown woman in plain clothes made him a little wary. As for the others, he really didn't take them seriously.

As for the prince of the Immortal Emperor Pavilion, although his strength was equally powerful, he was far from being a problem for Yan Xiaohuang.

Why do you say that?

This is because in Yan Xiaohuang's view, those who rely on the blood power of their ancestors will ultimately be unable to reach the other side. In other words, although the power of blood is strong and can be relied upon, it is also a shackle that fetters one's own development and practice. Only those who cultivate their own way are often the strongest!

Because most of them have an invincible heart, a heart that firmly believes that their own way is invincible. Such people are often difficult to deal with and even harder to deal with, and need to be treated with caution.

Fortunately, there are very few such people. Otherwise, throughout the ages, there would not be only a few dozen people who could cultivate to the supreme realm.

At this moment, Yan Xiaohuang has discarded all his worries, his thoughts are clear, his eyes are cold as he glances around, looking down on the crowd. A sense of pressure from his body rises to the sky, and a majestic aura envelopes the world.

"I don't want to say any more words now! Today, I will get this immortal medicine! Anyone who dares to stop me will be suppressed!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they exploded like thunder and spread in all directions in an instant. Not only the people in front, but even the countless people watching the battle in the distant sky could hear them extremely clearly.

"Who is this person? He is so arrogant! He even threatens to suppress everyone? Is he looking for death?" someone asked in surprise, with surprise in his eyes.

"This behavior is indeed tantamount to seeking death! But think about it, even if he dies today, his name will be passed down through the ages! After all, challenging so many geniuses, monsters and freak princes by himself, ordinary people would not even dare to think about it, let alone say it out loud to their faces!" Someone said slowly after thinking carefully.

"That makes sense! But I wonder how long he can survive under the siege of so many genius princes!"

"In my opinion, he will die in three breaths at most!" someone replied.

"Five breaths, maybe! After all, he dared to say it, so he must have some strength!"

"Three breaths, just three breaths! He must die!" someone said unconvinced.

"Five breaths!"

"Six breaths!"

"One breath!"

As everyone made their own guesses, the place suddenly became chaotic, until someone smartly suggested a bet, which ended this embarrassing argument.

"Damn it! I'm betting three breaths! Three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones!"

"I bet he would be killed instantly, 500,000 high-grade spirit stones!"

"Fuck! One million! I'll bet on him for three breaths too!"

......

As time went by, the stakes of this gamble became higher and higher, but without exception, no one dared to bet that Yan Xiaohuang could survive, which resulted in the odds of Yan Xiaohuang surviving reaching an astonishing hundreds of millions times.

"This gambling game! It's always about betting everything. I see no one among you wants him to survive. How about this! I'll bet a hundred spirit stones! I'll bet on him to survive, even if it's just for fun!" A short and fat monk suddenly squeezed out from the crowd, glanced at the gambling table and spoke.