Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor
Chapter 522 - 519: Beheading with a Single Sword! [First Update]

Chapter 522: Chapter 519: Beheading with a Single Sword! [First Update]

"I knew it, Young Master, you would definitely be alright!"

Mei Ruohua patted her chest, excited like a child.

Compared to Mei Ruohua, Ake’s gaze at Li Chen was full of complex and intense emotions.

The Demon King Zhang Xiaolin had been defeated, and she was happy for Li Chen. At the same time, a deep worry also surfaced in her heart.

If it’s like this even in the Philippines, the same will go for Thailand. Once a conflict arises, nothing could stop the edge of Li Chen’s sword.

She sneaked a glance at Li Chen and made up her mind quietly that she would devote her life to him.

However, Li Chen didn’t bother to give her a proper look, nor did he look at Mei Ruohua. Instead, he was studying the hideous zombie whose ghastly appearance could make one feel sick to the stomach.

Just now, he had tried shaking the mountain, setting it on fire, freezing it, striking it with lightning, and even slashing it twice with the indomitable Dragon Abyss Sword. To his utmost surprise, the creature was still unscathed.

Had it not been for the amplification of his spiritual power by the Moonlight Stone and the forceful erasure of Zhang Xiaolin’s remaining consciousness with Soul Capturing, this creature would have been difficult to deal with.

If an ordinary mutated zombie is this formidable, how terrifying would be the millennial zombie Drought, the General?

But then Li Chen thought, if zombies of the level of Drought, the General, existed on Earth, the planet would have probably been doomed a long time ago, with no need to wait until now.

At that moment, from the distant sea, suddenly came a sound of dragon’s roar and tiger’s howl.

The battle between Jiao Long and the Golden Tiger Head Eagle had reached the point of close combat.

Logically speaking, after its transformation, Jiao Long should have easily crushed the Golden Tiger Head Eagle.

However, it had just completed its transformation and couldn’t fully utilize its newfound strength yet. It appeared clumsy in front of the agile Golden Tiger Head Eagle.

If it weren’t for the stone-hard Scale Armor on its body, it would probably have been torn apart by the eagle’s sharp talons, bloodied and bruised.

"The Divine Dragon seems to be in trouble!" Mei Ruohua said anxiously, her beautiful eyes filled with concern.

Li Chen didn’t say a word but instead threw out the Zhang Ling Sword.

"Go, give it a hand!"

"Whoosh!"

The Zhang Ling Sword shot through the air, turning into a long rainbow that stretched across the sky and earth, slashing towards the Golden Tiger Head Eagle.

Sensing the impending danger, the Golden Tiger Head Eagle beat its wings desperately, trying to fly away across the boundless sea.

Jiao Long, seeing the Golden Tiger Head Eagle trying to flee, let out an angry roar to the sky and blocked its path.

The Golden Tiger Head Eagle was shocked and was about to turn around when the Zhang Ling Sword burst forth with a beam of light, ruthlessly chopping towards its neck.

"Crack!"

The massive head of the Golden Tiger Head Eagle was brutally severed. Blood spewed like a fountain, staining the black night sky with an eye-piercing blood-red.

Just as its headless corpse was about to plunge into the sea, Jiao Long suddenly opened its massive jaws and bit down hard on it.

At that moment, Philip III and the others, seeing Demon King Zhang Xiaolin killed and their National Guardian Beast, the Golden Tiger Head Eagle, decapitated by a single sword, were all stunned and shaking in terror.

"Your Majesty, the Old National Master has been killed, what should we do now?" the Minister of Internal Affairs said, trembling.

Those Hawk Faction generals had also been scared out of their wits, and none dared to mention resisting by force anymore.

At this moment, they had even forgotten to flee, standing there, dumbfounded like wooden chickens.

Li Chen, carrying Zhang Xiaolin’s corpse, tossed it directly onto Yuanye.

"Who is the King of the Philippines?"

Supported by two guards, Philip III walked out tremblingly.

"Replying to Immortal Master, I am the King of the Philippines, Philip III!"

Li Chen pointed towards the vast sea and said, "Your warships and fighter jets wanted to bomb me with missiles. I have destroyed your naval base and shot down fifteen fighter jets. You have no objections, right?"

Philip III repeatedly shook his head and said, "No objections!"

Li Chen then looked around at the corpses scattered all around and said indifferently, "This army of yours, no more than ants, thought to stop me. I’ve slain them; do you have any objections?"

Philip III shook his head again: "No, no, no objections!"

Li Chen picked up the corpse of Zhang Xiaolin and continued, "This State Preceptor of yours, and that so-called Divine Master, kept offending me, so I slaughtered them all. As a king, does that displease you?"

"No, no, not at all!"

"That’s good to hear, I always like to be reasonable. Since you have no objections, let’s talk about compensation then!"

After speaking, Li Chen looked at Philip III with a playful smile.

Upon hearing the word "compensation," Philip III was somewhat stupefied.

Our naval base has been obliterated, our army suffered heavy casualties, and our air force was nearly wiped out. The Old National Master, the Divine Master, the National Guardian Beast, all have been killed. And now on top of that, we’re talking about compensation, is there any justice left in this world?

Yet with the current situation stronger than any individual, bowing was the only option.

Otherwise, many present would not live to see tomorrow’s sun.

"Immortal Master, what kind of compensation do you desire? Our nation’s finances have been deficient for ten years in a row, might you..."

Philip III carefully weighed his words, speaking cautiously.

Li Chen smiled coldly and said, "Don’t worry, I don’t want money."

Philip III, surprised, asked, "Then what do you want, Immortal Master?"

Li Chen paused briefly before mentioning casually two names.

"Divine Lord Temple and West Beach Garden."

Hearing that Li Chen did not want money, but only these two places, Philip III was naturally overjoyed.

Divine Lord Temple, as the name suggests, was the great hall where their Lord of God resided.

West Beach Garden was the headquarters of the Four Directions Dragon Hall.

These two places had always been beyond the control of the Royal Family. Although they did contain many rare and exotic treasures, they were not privately owned by the royals. Even if all were given away, the loss would not be too painful.

Additionally, Philip III thought of a significant advantage.

The two massive burdens, Divine Lord Temple and Four Directions Dragon Hall, had now both been thoroughly eradicated by Li Chen.

Moreover, the domestic forces that did not submit to the Royal Family had also suffered greatly in this battle, leaving them powerless to challenge the Royal Family any longer.

Although there were no Divine Master or Demon King to support, with Immortal Master Li, a deity in his own right, other covetous forces would still not dare to mess with the Philippines.

Realizing this, Philip III felt greatly relieved. He treated Li Chen like an ancestral deity, willing to give anything and everything, even his princess—if Immortal Master Li merely requested, the princess could be cleaned and delivered to him tonight.

"Immortal Master Li, it’s late tonight, why not stay at the National Master Mansion?"

Upon saying this, Philip III quickly added, "The National Master Mansion is the most luxurious place in the Philippines, even more so than the Royal Palace!"

Li Chen nodded and responded, "Then thank you, King."

Philip III was astonished when he saw the two beautiful women following behind Li Chen.

He did not know Mei Ruohua.

But Zheng Ke, he recognized well.

As the head of a Southeast Asian nation, he had visited Thailand many times, naturally having seen Zheng Ke and knowing her identity—the youngest daughter of the King of Siam.

At this moment, he couldn’t help but admire the King of Siam, knowing a young man’s love for beauty and heroes’ allure for women. Such tactics of enticement were indeed ten times smarter.

No, the Philippines must not lag behind.

Although Philip III was king, he was only a nominal one, with real control held by the Divine Master and Demon King. He was merely a puppet whose decrees could not reach beyond the Royal Palace.

For this reason, ever since he ascended to the throne, he diligently cultivated within the Royal Palace, fathering numerous princesses, many of whom were quite beautiful. If even one or two could catch Immortal Master Li’s favor, his position as King of the Philippines would be secured.