Chapter 557

Chapter 557: Entering the Immortal Execution Platform

The Dragon King nearly exploded on the spot.

He had been eagerly pulling the Phoenix King aside, enthusiastically boasting about his son’s maturity, claiming that the boy was finally making a name for himself. He even tried to get the Phoenix King to admire his son’s bravery in battle.

And yet…

His son had just slammed Han Chuan Xian Zun into the ground with a single strike, creating a deep crater.

The Phoenix King quietly stepped three meters away from him.

The Dragon King’s forehead throbbed with bulging veins. You call this making a name for yourself? This is outright rebellion!

He suddenly recalled how he had deliberately familiarized himself with Han Chuan, ensuring the deity had no guard against Zhu Mo, only for his own son to take advantage of that very opening and deal a devastating blow. His heart went numb with rage.

Damn it, I even became an accomplice!

“Lord Turtle, while things are still chaotic, let’s slip away!”

“Hurry, hurry, hurry! Inform all our people to quietly withdraw from the battlefield. Just say the old dragon has entered a millennium-long seclusion and refuses visitors. Activate the barrier to its highest level!” The Dragon King turned and fled with his people without hesitation.

Damn it, now I finally understand what my son meant by ‘Let’s go home early, or else we won’t be able to leave at all!’

As he fled, a sudden thought struck him—his youngest son often chattered on about someone named A-Wu. He had wanted to ask if it was the same as Feng Wu, but now was not the time. Without pausing, he rushed toward the lower realm.

The Phoenix King watched the Dragon Clan scurry away. A young blue-feathered phoenix approached him. “Phoenix King, should we annul the engagement with the Dragon Clan? That scum—ugh, I mean, that traitor is courting death.”

The Phoenix King waved a hand dismissively. “If he had truly been Han Chuan’s lapdog, I would have despised him.”

“A-Wu said she would handle it herself. Let’s leave it to her.”

The little blue phoenix nodded. The princess was formidable and never suffered losses.

Meanwhile, Han Chuan, taken off guard by Zhu Mo’s attack, burned with fury. He turned, only to realize the Dragon Clan had already vanished from sight.

“Impudent!”

“The Dragon Clan’s prince has colluded with an evil entity and attacked the Celestial Realm. He must be executed!”

“All gods, why do you still hesitate?!”

Lu Chao Chao slowly wiped the blood from her cheek. Her crimson dress, soaked in fresh blood, exuded a presence like a deity of slaughter.

She had saved gods and slain them alike—never fearing anyone.

“Do you dare to strike me?” Lu Chao Chao pointed her sword at Ling Xiao Xian Jun.

Ling Xiao Xian Jun instinctively took a step back while clutching his beloved wife. Are you kidding? I don’t want to die!

Wherever her blade pointed, people scattered. Before long, she stood alone.

Step by step, she advanced, and the celestial soldiers before her retreated in kind.

“Cowards! Her heart has yet to return; her cultivation has yet to recover! What are you afraid of?!” Han Chuan roared in frustration, unable to comprehend Lu Chao Chao’s sheer dominance over their hearts.

His anger flared. If he allowed Lu Chao Chao to take her people away today, he would become a laughingstock across the Three Realms.

“Bai Heng, do it!”

Bai Heng Xian Zun, ranked among the top ten in divine strength, stood by his side. With both of them attacking at once, they might still have the upper hand.

Bai Heng clenched his jaw and immediately launched an attack toward the center of the Immortal Execution Platform.

“The Immortal Execution Formation!”

“Activate!”

This formation shredded both body and soul alike. Even an Emperor Monarch would meet their demise within its grasp.

Let alone Lu Chao Chao, whose power was still incomplete.

Ancient glyphs and runes arose from the Immortal Execution Platform, emitting a radiant glow. The moment the light touched Sheng He, he violently coughed up blood as cracks spread beneath his knees.

His face twisted in agony, his entire being wracked with pain.

“Lu Chao Chao, the Immortal Execution Platform has been activated! No one can save them now!”

“You dared to storm the Celestial Realm to rob the platform?! You, once a divine being, have fallen to become an evil entity! You deserve death!”

“Why do you all still hesitate? Lu Chao Chao destroyed the Glassy Purification Herb! Are you all prepared to descend to the lower realm and cultivate anew?! The Emperor Monarch has been missing for a millennium! Do you truly believe that, tainted by desire, you can still return to the Celestial Realm?!”

His words ignited unrest.

“Fight! If we leave the Celestial Realm and become mere mortals, what difference is there between that and death?!”

“Lu Chao Chao, if you dare invade the Celestial Realm, you are no different from the evil entities! We have no reason to show mercy!”

“Kill!”

“She has yet to recover! Strike now!”

Countless divine attacks rained down, binding Lu Chao Chao’s movements. As midday approached, she took a deep breath.

“If I can save gods, then I can kill them too.”

“Evil or divine—it does not matter to me.”

Today, her actions would be condemned, but so what?

Her disciples were not for others to bully!

With a single sweep, her Sunshine Nine-Sword Style turned the battlefield into a bloodbath.

Gods or fiends, her heart remained resolute.

Zong Bai clenched his fists tightly, his gaze fixed on his master. “She shouldn’t have come… she shouldn’t have come…”

Master, this was all a trap to lure you back!

Master, was sacrificing all your fame and status for us truly worth it?

Pain akin to a soul being torn apart consumed him. The Immortal Execution Platform lived up to its reputation; in mere moments, blood was seeping from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

Han Chuan, holding the Imperial Seal, exerted his dominion over the Three Realms.

He became the wind, the rain, the very essence of the heavens and the earth, commanding them all to attack Lu Chao Chao.

So this was what it felt like to control the Three Realms.

It was intoxicating.

He even glimpsed a sliver of divine law—so this is the power of a Supreme God? Greed flickered in Han Chuan’s eyes.

Directing spiritual energy, he clashed with Lu Chao Chao, his killing intent clear.

“Lu Chao Chao, why did you return? If you died, I would have taken care of Ten Thousand Swords Sect and your disciples… Why must you come back?!” He growled lowly, his blade narrowly missing her every time.

“Dead, you would be worshiped as a god. Alive, you are a fiend to be hunted.”

“Your disciples have lost their divinity because of you! They are now sentenced to death in the Immortal Execution Platform! Why did you come back?!”

“Die!!”

The Imperial Seal seared his hand, but Han Chuan refused to let go, pushing relentless attacks toward Lu Chao Chao.

A misstep, and she lost a lock of hair.

Her Sunshine Sword gleamed with a hint of bloodlust. This strike nearly pierced Han Chuan’s heart.

He barely dodged, but not before losing an arm.

“AHHHH!!” His enraged scream echoed across the battlefield.

Using the Imperial Seal, he barely parried her next strike aimed at his throat.

Lu Chao Chao turned and flew toward the Immortal Execution Platform, cutting down gods in her path.

Without hesitation, she stepped inside.

“No! Sword Sovereign, don’t!!” Lin Martial Uncle’s trembling voice cracked in horror.

She never looked back. They could only watch as she charged into the Immortal Execution Platform.

Han Chuan clutched his severed arm, blood pouring from his fingers, and burst into laughter. “Hahaha! Seeking death! No one has ever walked out of the Immortal Execution Platform alive!”

The gods, consumed by their desires, fell to their knees.

“Congratulations, Celestial Sovereign! The evil entity is gone, and peace returns to the Three Realms!”

The Immortal Execution Platform—a place where even Emperors perished.

Where mortal kings met their doom.

No one had ever escaped its judgment.

As Lu Chao Chao stepped inside, she immediately felt the overwhelming power sealing the platform.

And yet…

This power… feels familiar?