Chapter 422: Chapter 422 I Give You a Chance with a Knife

As the Holy Minister hesitated, the Primordial Immortal King stepped out of the Reincarnation Vortex and presented his image before the Immortal Spirits.

The Primordial Immortal King had a towering figure, his clothes worn and tattered, and the upper body was left with only strips of cloth drifting slightly. His long hair was spread over his shoulders, emitting a wild and fierce aura.

His strands of hair, like the gray rivers of the wilderness, fluttered, stirring the clouds like dragons churning the river, causing the Tao Spiritual Energy around him to twist, forming a visual impact that could be seen with the naked eye.

He seemed to come from ancient times, as if he had traveled from the source of the River of Time, arriving at the Great Heavenly Spirit Land with an oppressive aura that stifled all creatures.

The Immortal Spirits looked at him, their eyes filled with reverence and anticipation.

Beneath the Reincarnation Vortex, figures radiated an aura similar to that of the Primordial Immortal King, silent and chilly.

Seeing the Primordial Immortal King, they were not shocked but rather excited. They seemed to know what was about to happen and were ready to participate.

“Whew…”

The Primordial Immortal King slightly opened his mouth and exhaled a scorching breath, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins as his pupils gradually regained their luster.

His gaze first fell upon the figures beneath the Reincarnation Vortex before shifting to the many Immortal Spirits in the distance.

Facing his gaze, the Immortal Spirits still felt fear, with some instinctively stepping backward.

Different from the Primordial Immortal King they imagined, this one radiated a dangerous presence, making them feel weird and horrified.

“Now…”

The Primordial Immortal King began to speak, his voice hoarse, making the void of Outer Heaven even more oppressive.

He had not finished speaking when he suddenly opened his mouth and let out an enraged roar.

This roar was earth-shattering; every creature in the Great Heavenly Spirit Land heard it, even Tian Yao’er, Tianqing, Tian Bai in the Hidden Spirit Palace, and the Deep Sea Dragon Carps in the Nianchu Cave were frightened.

It felt as if they were suddenly awakened from a dream, the roar of the Primordial Immortal King not just a sound wave but a soul impact.

Hearing his roar, all beings felt fear, unable to calm themselves.

Creatures on land saw the afterimage of the Primordial Immortal King in the sky, akin to a mirage, his enormous roaring figure casting an oppressive presence that made their hearts skip.

At this moment, Gu An stood on the streets of the Outer Gate City, the surrounding Cultivators all looking up at the sky with expressions of dread.

In front of Gu An, the son of the Demon Emperor, Di Xie, was also looking at the sky, his brows furrowed.

“What’s that…” Di Xie murmured to himself.

Gu An remarked, “It looks like big trouble is coming.”

The two came across each other rarely, exchanging a few pleasantries before the roar of the Primordial Immortal King interrupted them.

Originally, when the Demon Land invaded the land of the Human Race, Di Xie, the son of the Demon Emperor, sneaked into the Supreme Sect and had stayed for hundreds of years. Now, he had become one of the high-ranking individuals of the Supreme Sect, helping the Cultivators of Human Race establish connections with the Demons.

At first, he and Gu An got along very well. As time went by and their statuses diverged, they drifted apart.

Taking a deep breath, Di Xie said, “Indeed.”

Then he looked down at Gu An with a smile and said, “Don’t worry. The Supreme Sect is now the safest place in the world.”

Gu An nodded and continued their casual conversation.

Perhaps because of the appearance of the Primordial Immortal King, Di Xie had the rare patience and started talking about the current strength of the Supreme Sect.

Meanwhile.

In the Outer Heaven.

Before the Reincarnation Vortex, the Primordial Immortal King stood suspended; he was no longer roaring, his arms hanging loosely. He suddenly looked in the direction of the Immortal Dynasty.

When his gaze suddenly fell upon them, the Immortal Spirits couldn’t help but tremble with fear.

The Primordial Immortal King showed a fierce smile, his eyes narrowed, and in an instant, the entire void was filled with countless eyes of varying sizes, all belonging to the Primordial Immortal King.

Each Immortal Spirit felt the horror of being watched by countless enemies. Before they could escape, the eyes in the void exploded open, and the Immortal Spirits’ faces drastically changed; they were unable to speak, to run away, as their Souls uncontrollably flew out of their bodies towards those eyes.

This scene was incredibly eerie, causing the powerful beings who were using Divine Thought and Divine Sense to peek into the Great Heavenly Spirit Land to shudder in fear.

The Immortal Dynasty did not send reinforcements and let these Immortal Spirits have their Souls snatched away.

Quickly, all those Souls were absorbed by the eyes of the Primordial Immortal King, who then closed his eyes; the eyes spread throughout the void vanished all at once.

When the Primordial Immortal King opened his eyes again, the blood in his eyes had disappeared, and the deathly aura around him had dissipated a lot; he looked more like a Living Spirit.

He smiled again and blew a breath towards the corpses of those Immortal Spirits, and thousands of them turned into ash in an instant.

“Welcome back, Immortal King, from your exile in Xuan You!”

A mysterious man who flew out of the Reincarnation Vortex raised his head and shouted loudly.

At his call, the other figures of the Reincarnation repeated his words, and the name of the Immortal King echoed through the cosmos.

The Primordial Immortal King raised his right hand, and the Great Heavenly Spirit Land trembled slightly, the sea of clouds churned, as a patch of ocean suddenly exploded, with terrifying waves shooting up to the sky. A mysterious black object like a mountain surged from the seabed, scattering the clouds and swiftly flying towards the Primordial Immortal King.

Boom!

The Primordial Immortal King caught the incoming object with his right hand—a massive black saber with a handle as long as a mountain ridge, carved with mysterious patterns, the blade thick, seemingly unsharpened, completely black, emanating no aura.

Viewed from this position toward the Great Heavenly Spirit Land, in the direction from which the black saber had come, the sea of clouds was spreading open to reveal a massive hole. Beneath the hole, a blue expanse was faintly visible, a crack appearing and widening.

The gaze of the Primordial Immortal King fell upon the black saber in his hand, and he murmured to himself, “It’s been a long time since I held you; I truly miss the days we fought side by side.”