145. Chen Xuan Attacks Ling Qingzhu
Added 2024-11-18 16:45:20 +0000 UTC
Chen Xuan's voice, amplified by Yuan energy, thundered above the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace like a storm, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
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“This voice…”
“It’s Senior Brother Chen Xuan!”
“He’s back!”
“This is bad; Senior Brother Chen Xuan has come to demand someone.”
“With his strength, I’m not sure if the Palace Master can handle him.”
“Who cares if she can or can’t? I’m scared!”
“It has nothing to do with us. Why are you so worried?”
“Well, I went to Dao Sect with the Palace Master. If Senior Brother Chen Xuan finds out, I’m done for!”
“…”
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Chen Xuan’s sudden appearance plunged the disciples of the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace into panic, especially those who had once accompanied Ling Qingzhu to Dao Sect.
Even though Ling Qingzhu had warned them to remain silent—revealing anything meant certain death—the looming threat of Chen Xuan left them paralyzed with fear.
Some of them had gone willingly, while others had been forced. But would Chen Xuan care about such distinctions? Unlikely.
All eyes turned toward the depths of the palace.
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Within the Supreme Hall, Ling Qingzhu heard Chen Xuan’s voice and slowly opened her eyes. Her exquisite face lit up with a soft smile.
"Chen Junior Brother, have you finally chosen to return to my embrace?"
"A wise decision."
Ding! Ling Qingzhu experiences joy. Emotional value: +666.
Rising gracefully, her bare jade feet glided across the floor, her elegant figure disappearing from the hall.
Moments later, she appeared before Chen Xuan.
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"Junior Brother Chen, have you finally come to your senses?"
"Come to my senses?" Chen Xuan sneered coldly.
Indeed, he had made up his mind—to stab her, that is.
Suppressing his simmering rage, he asked icily: "Hand over Yun Yun, or today the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace will drown in blood!"
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Ling Qingzhu’s eyes welled with tears, shimmering as if on the verge of spilling over.
"Junior Brother Chen, I already told you. Yun Yun was harmed by Ying Huanhuan and her sister."
Ding! Ling Qingzhu experiences grievance and sadness. Emotional value: +555.
Her pretense of innocence enraged Chen Xuan further.
Was this the classic case of a thief crying thief? How had he never realized her true nature before?
"This is your final chance," Chen Xuan warned, his patience thinning. "If you don’t hand her over, I won’t hold back."
His grip tightened on his weapon, a blade emanating corrosive energy.
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Ling Qingzhu sighed softly, her voice tinged with self-pity:
"Fine, I see it now. In your eyes, I’m nothing but a despicable villain. You’d rather trust them than believe me…"
Ding! Ling Qingzhu experiences sadness. Emotional value: +500.
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"Enough talk! Where is she?"
Chen Xuan closed the distance between them in an instant, his blade pressing against her pale neck. A mere inch forward would end her life.
Just as he prepared to strike, a tear rolled down Ling Qingzhu’s cheek, tracing her delicate features and falling to the ground.
"How many times must I say it for you to believe me?"
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"Chen Fei!"
Chen Xuan called out, but no one responded.
He called again, and again silence greeted him.
A wave of unease washed over him.
"Where are Chen Fei and the others?"
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"They left the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace shortly after you did," Ling Qingzhu replied casually. "I assumed they went to find you."
In truth, Chen Fei and the others had confronted Ling Qingzhu after Chen Xuan’s departure, only to be ruthlessly killed by her.
Knowing their connection to Chen Xuan, she had crafted a plausible excuse in advance.
However, her overly rehearsed answer only deepened Chen Xuan’s suspicions.
"Since you won’t hand her over, prepare to die!"
Chen Xuan swung his weapon, unleashing a surge of Yuan energy that radiated deathly corrosion.
But just as the blade was about to pierce Ling Qingzhu’s throat, a shield of black energy surged forth, blocking the strike.
"Devil Prison Energy!"
Chen Xuan immediately recognized the sinister aura. Moments later, the black mist coalesced into a human figure—one he knew all too well.
It was Lin Dong, whom Chen Xuan had previously crippled by severing an arm.
Now, cloaked in demonic energy, Lin Dong exuded a sinister aura, his presence like a specter from the depths of hell. With his newly restored arm, he gripped Chen Xuan’s weapon effortlessly.
"Want to kill her? Did you ask for my permission?" Lin Dong sneered.
Ding! Lin Dong experiences anger. Emotional value: +777.
Below, the disciples of the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace murmured among themselves.
"What’s happening?"
"That man… could it be the one who defiled the Palace Master?"
"No way! He dares show his face?"
"Do you feel that sinister aura around him?"
Ling Qingzhu, furious at their chatter, snapped:
"Everyone, return to your rooms and focus on your cultivation! No one is to come out."
She waved her hand, creating a barrier around the palace, isolating it completely.
With only the three of them remaining, the tension grew palpable. Chen Xuan smirked, his gaze fixed on Lin Dong’s restored arm.
"Looks like the Devil Prison reattached your arm and inflated your confidence."
Ling Qingzhu pushed Lin Dong aside.
"Let him kill me if he wants. I won’t resist."
Ding! Ling Qingzhu experiences reproach. Emotional value: +500.
Lin Dong stepped forward protectively.
"I told you before, any woman I’ve slept with belongs to me!"
Chen Xuan’s patience snapped.
"Enough of your nonsense. Die!"
With a decisive thrust, his blade pierced forward.
"Shhhkk!"
A longsword pierced through Lin Dong’s palm.
Dark blood continuously flowed from his hand.
Yet, Lin Dong appeared indifferent.
He calmly said, “I’ve told you before, if you want to kill her, you’ll have to get my permission first.”
“You’re courting death!”
Chen Xuan had long realized that Lin Dong was unafraid of the life-corroding effects of the Tetanus Blade.
Does that mean...
I have no other tricks up my sleeve?
Lin Dong thought otherwise. “Don’t you have two more Ancestral Symbols? Go ahead and show me all your tricks!”
“As you wish!”
Chen Xuan spread out his left hand.
Five Ancestral Symbols of different colors radiated a terrifying aura.
It swept out in all directions.
“You… you actually have five Ancestral Symbols!”
At this moment, Lin Dong’s expression changed drastically.
He had only known Chen Xuan to possess the Darkness and Devouring Ancestral Symbols.
Where did the Spatial, Chaos, and Thunder Ancestral Symbols come from?
With his current strength, Lin Dong could barely contend with someone of Chen Xuan’s level wielding two Ancestral Symbols.
If there were more, it would be impossible to counter.
Moreover, he hadn’t received any intel from Devil Prison that Chen Xuan possessed five Ancestral Symbols!
Those damned fools.
Lin Dong wished he could confront those Devil Prison informants face-to-face.
What’s going on here?!
Chen Xuan sneered, “Just finding out now? Too late!”
He formed a hand seal with one hand.
The five Ancestral Symbols turned into a multicolored rope and charged toward Lin Dong.
Lin Dong waved his sleeve.
A surge of overwhelming, malevolent demonic energy erupted forth.
When it clashed with the multicolored rope, a piercing hissing sound filled the air.
A nauseating stench gradually permeated the surroundings.
“He’s too strong. We must retreat!”
Lin Dong realized he was no match and grabbed Ling Qingzhu, preparing to flee.
[Ding! Lin Dong experiences terror and a desire to escape. Emotional Value: +666]
“You can leave if you want, but I won’t!” Ling Qingzhu stubbornly replied.
“You…”
Lin Dong was at a loss for words.
But before he could say anything, Chen Xuan, wielding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, attacked fiercely.
“None of you are leaving!”
“Damn it!”
Lin Dong cursed under his breath and unleashed the surging demonic energy within him.
It transformed into countless sharp blades, attacking Chen Xuan from all directions.
Chen Xuan easily deflected them.
Seeing no other option, Lin Dong crushed a jet-black jade token.
Suddenly, black mist materialized in the sky.
From within the mist emerged a shadowy figure.
The figure looked at Chen Xuan and chuckled. “For Lin Dong to summon me under these circumstances, you must indeed be capable.”
“Whoever comes, I’ll kill one. If two come, I’ll kill both!”
Chen Xuan’s eyes burned red, his internal energy surging violently.
“Just you?”
The shadow slightly raised its head, revealing a sinister smile under the moonlight, etched on a face covered in demonic runes.
The pale gleam of its teeth made the sight even more chilling.
Chen Xuan scanned the group with a cold smirk. “If you’re ready to fight, stop talking!”
“?”
The shadow and Lin Dong were momentarily stunned.
But Chen Xuan’s attack was already upon them.
The two hurriedly defended.
As the three engaged in a fierce battle, Ling Qingzhu watched, conflicted.
She wanted to cry out, “Stop fighting! Please stop!”
But then she reconsidered.
Perhaps this was the perfect opportunity to win Chen Xuan back.
Determined, she seized her sword and charged toward the shadow.
“You ungrateful woman! We came to save you!” the shadow sneered.
“Get lost! I don’t need saving from anyone!” Ling Qingzhu retorted angrily.
“Lin Dong, let’s go. Let this foolish woman fend for herself!” the shadow said, retreating to Lin Dong’s side and placing a hand on his shoulder.
“No! I can’t just watch my woman die under someone else’s sword!” Lin Dong broke free.
[Ding! Lin Dong experiences anger and defiance. Emotional Value: +500]
Chen Xuan was enraged by these words.
He activated every secret technique he had to enhance his strength.
In an instant, his power surged to the early stage of the First Cycle Reincarnation Realm.
“This brat is troublesome. Let’s leave for now!” the shadow said.
Lin Dong replied, “Leave if you want. I’m staying to save her!”
“So troublesome!”
Sensing the intense killing intent within Lin Dong, the shadow gritted its teeth and sent out a signal with a unique hand gesture.
At the same time, Chen Xuan manipulated the five Ancestral Symbols to form a radiant arrow.
“All of you, die!”
The arrow tore through the air.
Its overwhelming force caused the demonic energy within Lin Dong and the shadow to slow dramatically.
They couldn’t muster a defense in time.
“Damn it! How does this kid have so many Ancestral Symbols?!”
The shadow gritted its teeth, its eyes flashing with vicious intent.
Support!
Where is the support?!
As the arrow descended, a massive rift split the sky above Nine Heavens Purity Palace Palace.
A colossal demonic hand emerged, trying to save Lin Dong and Ling Qingzhu.
However, the arrow’s power was too immense and instantly obliterated the hand.
Still, the hand’s master managed to rescue the pair.
“Chen Xuan, it’s been a while. I didn’t expect you to grow this powerful so quickly!”
A mysterious figure emerged, smiling faintly but exuding murderous intent.
“You still have reinforcements? Bring them all out!” Chen Xuan’s gaze remained unshaken.
Today, no one would stop him from killing Ling Qingzhu and Lin Dong.
“Kid, you really think having five Ancestral Symbols makes you invincible? You’re gravely mistaken!”
A sinister laugh echoed as a massive vortex appeared in the sky.
From it surged endless demonic energy and a colossal shadow—the Cosmic Evil Devil King!
Though still gravely injured, its presence was overwhelmingly terrifying.
Upon arrival, it sniffed the air and remarked, “Hmm? Why do I sense Old Nine’s aura?”
Old Nine?
The other demons were baffled. Where was Old Nine?
The Cosmic King turned to Chen Xuan, its roar reverberating like a beast’s cry. “You… you’re not Old Nine!!”
“Oh? You finally realized?” Chen Xuan said indifferently.
The Cosmic King roared, “Today, I will make you wish you were dead!”
“Is that so? Let’s see if I allow it!”
Suddenly, flames engulfed the sky as a fiery figure descended.
“Flame Master! You arrived so quickly!” the mysterious shadow exclaimed.
The Flame Master sneered. “It’s been years, Fifth King, and you’ve made no progress!”
“Ha! No progress? Then how did we rescue the Cosmic Evil Devil King?”
A cold laugh echoed as the Devil Prison revealed their meticulous plans for the rescue.