Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 219 - 220: Hostage Taking (3rd Update) (Please Favorite, Reward, and Recommend)

Chapter 219: Chapter 220: Hostage Taking (3rd Update) (Please Favorite, Reward, and Recommend)

"Ancient covenants, what use would such things hold for me?"

Feng Poxuan said with a laugh, looking at the shocked Han Yueli beside him.

"It seems you have only heard of my reputation, but do not know the reason behind it."

"The Cultivation Technique I practice is powerful enough to dissolve all contracts of the Nine Domains; any covenant is useless against me. It’s a pity that there are always fools who believe in these so-called ancient covenants."

In Feng Poxuan’s voice, an indescribable sense of pride could be discerned.

So what if Chu Fengmian was strong? He still fell into his calculated trap.

This move, Wind Roll Cloud, was a top-grade martial technique of the earth tier, one of the most powerful techniques in their Three Immortals Island.

At such close range, without any defenses, even if Zhi Lingtian came himself, he would only face death; a saint would suffer heavy injuries.

Hit by this move, Chu Fengmian would undoubtedly die.

"What a pity, the final victor is still me. The fools, Yan Nan, Chu Ning, they have died deservedly so. Once we leave the Holy Land, it will be my era!"

While laughing, Feng Poxuan’s gaze continuously appraised Han Yueli, revealing a lewd smile as he spoke.

"I heard you are engaged to Zhi Lingtian, but sooner or later he will be beneath my feet, you might as well stay with me!"

Feng Poxuan said with a sleazy laugh, his hand already reaching out towards Han Yueli.

"Swoosh!"

But almost simultaneously, a flash of Sword Light slashed through the air in an instant.

Feng Poxuan’s hand was immediately severed and fell to the ground.

"What? Chu Fengmian, you’re not dead?"

This sudden appearance of Sword Light made Feng Poxuan hastily retreat, scanning the surroundings with his eyes. Seeing Chu Fengmian suddenly appearing beside Han Yueli, his face drastically changed as he exclaimed.

At such a close distance, his move, Wind Roll Cloud, had unexpectedly failed to kill Chu Fengmian.

"Hmph, even if you are not dead, you are now gravely injured, at the end of your rope. What’s the point of struggling? I’ll kill you right now!"

Feng Poxuan sneered, his figure suddenly flashed, transforming into a whirlwind hurtling towards Chu Fengmian.

"Oh? Do you think that just because you’ve signed a contract, I can’t deal with you? You really consider your Golden Cicada Transformation Technique to be some invincible Cultivation Technique?"

Chu Fengmian said with a cold smirk as he watched Feng Poxuan make his move.

With a thought, Feng Poxuan’s figure was suddenly bound in midair by an immense force, rendered immobile.

The power of the rules.

What Chu Fengmian had activated was the prohibition placed upon Feng Poxuan!

"Impossible! All contracts and restraints of this world should have no effect on me—how could it possibly bind me?"

Feng Poxuan exclaimed as he saw himself restrained by the power of the rules.

He had used this move to stealthily slay many a powerful foe, and it was the reason behind the rumors that surrounded Feng Poxuan.

But today, for the first time, he encountered being bound by the power of the rules, which was simply inconceivable.

"My practice of the Golden Cicada Transformation Technique should be powerful enough to transfer all restraints and contracts to another place. The person who signed wasn’t me; how could it affect me!"

Feng Poxuan roared at Chu Fengmian.

This was a scenario he had never imagined; his revered Golden Cicada Transformation Technique had actually failed?

"Golden Cicada Transformation Technique, originally nothing more than petty tricks for thievery and stealth, and it can dissolve all contracts and restraints?"

Chu Fengmian’s mouth curved with a hint of disdain as he spoke.

Chu Fengmian was well aware of all Feng Poxuan’s schemes; he had heard of the Golden Cicada Transformation Technique.

It could resolve ordinary contracts and restrictions? Those were merely commonplace contracts and prohibitions.

The Marks of Life and Death that Chu Fengmian placed upon him were bolstered by the power of the heavens and the rules themselves. Even if Feng Poxuan were to die, the Marks of Life and Death would not be dispelled.

"Die!"

With a single thought, Chu Fengmian caused Feng Poxuan to feel as if an immense force was trying to crush him alive.

Having been marked by the Marks of Life and Death, Feng Poxuan’s life now lay under Chu Fengmian’s control. With merely a thought from Chu Fengmian, he could snuff out Feng Poxuan’s life.

"Brother Chu, Brother Chu, I was wrong this time. You have already placed a restriction in me, can you spare me just this once?"

Feng Poxuan’s figure suddenly knelt before Chu Fengmian, begging earnestly.

He could feel that as long as Chu Fengmian wished to kill him, just a mere thought, and he would be slain.

Feng Poxuan did not wish to die. He would rather be enslaved than to fall at this time.

"Too late."

Chu Fengmian’s gaze turned icy, and with a thought, the binding force on Feng Poxuan abruptly intensified.

Feng Poxuan’s figure was instantly crushed by the power, like a smashed watermelon, spraying blood in all directions.

With a flicker of his sword edge, Chu Fengmian absorbed all the blood into the Slaughter Sword Technique.

Chu Fengmian had given Feng Poxuan a chance, but since he chose not to treasure it, Chu Fengmian wouldn’t offer him a second one.

"Chu Fengmian, you planned well, but I wonder if you expected this scene?"

A chilling and piercing voice suddenly rose. At the sound, Chu Fengmian swiftly turned his head.

Not far behind him, with a long sword resting against her neck, stood a figure behind Han Yueli.

Mo Ruoxue!

Mo Ruoxue, previously defeated by Chu Fengmian, still had strength to silently take Han Yueli hostage.

"Release her!"

Chu Fengmian ordered with an icy tone.

He hadn’t expected that Han Yueli would be in danger right next to him, taken hostage by Mo Ruoxue.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Han Yueli was also shocked, unable to fathom that Mo Ruoxue, a fellow disciple of Cold Snow Pavilion and her senior sister, would suddenly turn on her.

"Yue Li, your sister didn’t want to do this, but I can’t bear to come back empty-handed from the Emperor of Fertility’s tomb expedition," Mo Ruoxue said, her face showing traces of greed.

"Chu Fengmian, hand over your Red Flame Sword and all the treasures you obtained from the Emperor of Fertility’s tomb, or her life is forfeit," Mo Ruoxue’s expression was extremely cold.

"You don’t want our Yue Li to suffer any harm, do you?"

"Mo Ruoxue, do you really think you have the power to harm her?" Chu Fengmian stared at Mo Ruoxue, his words steeped in anger.

"Release her, and I promise you’ll leave alive."

"Oh? The choice is not in your hands right now," Mo Ruoxue laughed while looking at Chu Fengmian.

"Don’t think that just because she has the Black Dart Mail she can be fearless. If I use all my strength, do you think the Black Dart Mail can protect her?"