Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 262 - 263: Worse than Death (3rd Update) (Please Bookmark, Tip, and Recommend)

Chapter 262: Chapter 263: Worse than Death (3rd Update) (Please Bookmark, Tip, and Recommend)

The dragon forms they had conjured, based mostly on descriptions from ancient books, lacked even the genuine aura of true dragons.

But the ancient battle dragon that Chu Fengmian had conjured was born of his own bloodline, practically indistinguishable from a real ancient battle dragon.

Compared to it, the Nine-Flame Divine Dragon that Yan Mang had conjured up was nothing but a reptile, not even qualifying as a Jiao dragon—it was a reptile, an ant.

The two hadn’t even clashed yet, but their imposing auras were already enough to decide the outcome.

"Devour!"

Chu Fengmian laughed heartily as the ancient battle dragon he had conjured charged towards the Nine-Flame Divine Dragon, opening its massive maw to swallow the Nine-Flame Divine Dragon whole.

The strongest move Yan Mang had was effortlessly neutralized by Chu Fengmian.

"Yan Mang, did you think you could be my match without me using the Emperor of Fertility’s monument? I don’t need the monument to deal with you!"

Chu Fengmian looked at Yan Mang and sneered coldly. A killing intent flashed in his eyes as he brandished his sword edge straight at Yan Mang.

Yan Mang had taken action against Chu Fengmian several times, and today Chu Fengmian was determined to slay him.

Upon the sword edge, endless blood qi gathered, forming the Slaughter Sword Technique. Once more, a thousand zhang of Sword Qi instantly coalesced, slashing towards Yan Mang.

"Not good!"

At the descent of this sword strike, Cheng Xiantian and Tang Shengjian couldn’t help but retreat and dodge. They had experienced the power of this sword before; if they were caught in its path, they would suffer grievous injuries, let alone help Yan Mang fend it off.

Under such circumstances, no one present could withstand Chu Fengmian’s sword strike.

"Chu Fengmian, you might want to think twice before you kill Yan Mang!"

A sinister voice suddenly rang out from behind Chu Fengmian, causing his complexion to change drastically in an instant.

Turning around, he saw a figure standing behind Han Yueli, a sword already pressed against her throat, poised to pierce at any moment.

"Fang... Xiandao!"

Chu Fengmian’s face flushed red with rage, his eyes filled with an unparalleled murderous intent, so terrifying that the very sky seemed to be stained red by it.

"You’re courting death!"

Fang Xiandao had used the Immortal Mysterious Gate to sneak up behind Han Yueli and take her hostage, planning to use her to threaten Chu Fengmian.

Being threatened was what Chu Fengmian hated most, especially with his woman as the lever, a violation of Chu Fengmian’s most dreadful forbearance.

An overwhelming killing intent revealed itself on Chu Fengmian’s face.

"Whether I die or not, who knows, but if you don’t behave, she will," Fang Xiandao said with a cold laugh, unfazed by Chu Fengmian’s fury.

"First, let Yan Mang go."

"Do you really think you can threaten me?" Chu Fengmian glared at Fang Xiandao, his gaze filled with hatred. He was determined to tear Fang Xiandao limb from limb.

"Unless you don’t care for her life! Otherwise, you’ll obey me," Fang Xiandao said with a cold smirk.

"You have no other choice now."

"What do you want to do? Let Yan Mang go, fine!"

Chu Fengmian glanced at Fang Xiandao, his eyes turned icy, and with his mind, the Sword Qi he had launched shattered and vanished in an instant.

Yan Mang, who had just evaded disaster, hurriedly ran off to catch his breath.

"I’ve released the person. It’s your turn to release yours, right?"

"Release them? A mere Yan Mang, how could that be a fair exchange for her?"

Fang Xiandao, seeing Yan Mang escape, revealed a chilling expression on his face, his eyes gleaming with greed.

"First, hand over the artifact."

"And all the countless treasures you obtained from the Emperor of Fertility—hand them all over."

"Hand everything over. You will release her?"

Chu Fengmian looked at Fang Xiandao and spoke, his spiritual power swelling to its limit, ready to strike at any moment and annihilate Fang Xiandao.

"I told you, you have no choice right now!"

Fang Xiandao looked at Chu Fengmian, with his sword edge coming even closer.

"Will you hand it over or not?"

"Fang Xiandao, it seems you really deserve to die! I’ve already given you one chance. Since this is how it is, then you should die!"

Suddenly, Chu Fengmian let out a furious shout. His spiritual power surged to the extreme, and the artifact swelled insanely, rushing towards Fang Xiandao in a bombardment.

"What? Do you not fear that I will kill him?"

Chu Fengmian’s sudden move took even Fang Xiandao by surprise. In his view, holding Han Yueli hostage, he was in an unbeatable position. With Chu Fengmian’s character, how could he abandon Han Yueli?

Chu Fengmian valued relationships; this was also Chu Fengmian’s greatest weakness. But why did Chu Fengmian suddenly make a move now? That was something he couldn’t figure out.

Could it be he didn’t care about Han Yueli? Impossible, otherwise, Chu Fengmian wouldn’t have taken such a great risk to crash the scene. Why was this?

Before Fang Xiandao could come to a realization, the artifact had already blasted in front of him.

"Chu Fengmian, even if I die! I’ll take someone with me!"

Fang Xiandao’s heart hardened, and he aimed his sword edge at Han Yueli, but suddenly, a Dragon Roar erupted from her body.

On Han Yueli’s body, a drop of golden blood appeared, transforming into a dragon soul. With a roar, it pushed Fang Xiandao back.

"Did you really think I wouldn’t be prepared? Fang Xiandao, die!"

Chu Fengmian, enraged, struck Fang Xiandao with the full force of the artifact, and suddenly, a bronze gate appeared in front of Fang Xiandao—the Immortal Mysterious Gate—summoned to block the attack of the artifact.

"The Immortal Mysterious Gate, is it? A mere earth-level Spiritual Artifact wants to contend with the artifact? Break!"

Chu Fengmian shouted furiously, the power of the Fertile Great Luo Palm coursing through the artifact, smashing into the Immortal Mysterious Gate. In an instant, the gate shattered, completely broken.

This artifact of the Three Immortal Islands was now smashed into pieces by Chu Fengmian, and the aftermath also hurled Fang Xiandao ten miles away, spewing mouthfuls of fresh blood.

"Come here!"

Chu Fengmian waved a large hand, reaching out towards Fang Xiandao, grabbed him, and brought him back in front of Chu Fengmian.

"Bone Marrow Refining Demon Technique!"

A surge of spiritual power burst forth from Chu Fengmian’s hand, infiltrating Fang Xiandao’s body.

This influx of spiritual power immediately drew out countless bone marrows from his body, igniting them. They started to burn furiously inside Fang Xiandao’s body.

"Ahhh!!!"

Screams after screams came from Fang Xiandao’s mouth. The Bone Marrow Refining Demon Technique was one of the most malicious techniques from the Nine Demons City, turning one’s body into a Spiritual Artifact while preserving consciousness, eternally tormenting them—a fate reserved in the Nine Demons City for traitors.

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