Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 290 - 291: Crushing the Ants (2nd Update) (Please Bookmark, Tip, and Recommend)

Chapter 290: Chapter 291: Crushing the Ants (2nd Update) (Please Bookmark, Tip, and Recommend)

"A Spiritual Artifact forged out of Heavenly Profound Crystal, this is indeed lavish."

Chu Fengmian looked at the strange Compass with great joy in his eyes. Zhao Duanqiao really had a plethora of treasures on him.

Just this Compass alone was worth at least a billion Nine Tripods Pills. It seemed that Zhao Duanqiao truly was a lucky star for Chu Fengmian, first delivering thousand-year Dragon Blood Grass, and now even a Spatial Spiritual Artifact.

Zhao Duanqiao took out this Spiritual Artifact at this moment with the intention of sealing the space, leaving Chu Fengmian with no route to escape.

Once the space was sealed, it wasn’t just Chu Fengmian who couldn’t escape; both of them would be trapped within this space.

Even the Heaven and Earth Array of the Nine Tripods Ancient City wouldn’t be able to discern what was happening inside this sealed space.

"No wonder you dared to make a move, with this Spiritual Artifact you can even conceal your presence from the Heaven and Earth Array, naturally, you’re fearless."

Chu Fengmian said calmly.

"Kid, it’s too late for you to say anything now, even if you break the sky today, begging on your knees, you’re destined to die!"

Master Mu shouted angrily from the side.

"How dare you plot against me, today I will completely annihilate you!"

Master Mu roared with uncontrollable anger, as his Spiritual Power surged wildly, transforming into a long spear and violently thrusting towards Chu Fengmian.

"Die!"

The Spiritual Power rotated frenziedly, and the long spear, stretching seven or eight meters, became incredibly imposing and intimidating.

After all, Master Mu was a Semi-Saint, his strength far surpassing Mo Miaohai, the deputy Pavilion Master of the Cold Snow Pavilion.

The breakthrough to the Divine Power realm, stepping into the Saint realm, was not too far away.

It was precisely because of this that Chu Fengmian destroyed his hopes of achieving the Saint realm, which is why he now harbored such deep hatred for Chu Fengmian.

With such strength, he wouldn’t be considered weak even in the Qin Emperor’s country, but unfortunately, he picked the wrong opponent today.

Faced with the incoming long spear, Chu Fengmian’s eyes shimmered with disdain.

Disdain.

Looking at that long spear, Chu Fengmian didn’t take it seriously at all.

A Semi-Saint, in his eyes, was like an ant; below a Saint, all were ants.

Chu Fengmian’s strength was now such that he could even annihilate weaker Saints; a Semi-Saint like this was even less than an ant to him.

Chu Fengmian slowly raised his hand and suddenly clenched it, immediately shattering the long spear.

The robust and violent Spiritual Power was instantly crushed and dissipated.

"What? You!"

Master Mu’s eyes widened in disbelief, unable to fathom that his attack could be so easily neutralized.

"Impossible! How could your strength be so terrifying!"

While Master Mu was howling in shock on one side, on the other, Zhao Duanqiao also made his move, a long sword suddenly appearing in his palm; this turned out to be another ground-level Spiritual Artifact.

As soon as the long sword emerged, it ferociously slashed towards Chu Fengmian.

Zhao Duanqiao now realized that Chu Fengmian’s strength was indeed so bizarrely powerful that he suddenly made a move, preparing to launch a sneak attack on Chu Fengmian.

"Kneel down, all of you!"

Facing the attack from both sides, Chu Fengmian raised and then dropped his arm, and suddenly an endless surge of Spiritual Power burst forth from him.

"Boom!"

The surging Spiritual Power, at its extreme, erupted from Chu Fengmian’s body, causing even the surrounding space to show signs of near shattering.

That was merely Chu Fengmian utilizing a tenth of his strength. Were he to exert his full power now, the space formed by this eerie Compass wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

You must know, under Chu Fengmian’s full strength, even the realm of Saints could be shattered, so what chance would this mere Spiritual Artifact’s space have to withstand him?

Both of their figures were instantly suppressed, and then they fell to their knees on the ground, unable to muster the ability to resist under this power.

"You’re not a Martial Artist of the Controlling Wind Realm! You are a Saint! Who exactly are you?"

Zhao Duanqiao knelt on the ground, howling madly.

To suppress both him and Master Mu in a single move—this level of strength was unachievable by even the most powerful Semi-Saints. Only a true Saint could possibly do it.

The Chu Fengmian before them was clearly not an easy target—this was indeed a genuine, authentic Saint.

"How dare you make a move against me? Aren’t you afraid of my father? And the way you’re sneaking around concealing your identity, you’re very likely not even from our Qin Emperor realm! The Six Kingdoms war will soon begin; you must be from one of the other five kingdoms!"

Zhao Duanqiao looked at Chu Fengmian, seemingly having found a hold over him, and roared loudly.

"Release me quickly, otherwise, once I reveal your identity, you’re finished. If you release me now and hand over all your wealth, I might consider letting you go just this once."

"Foolish!"

Listening to Zhao Duanqiao’s words, Chu Fengmian let out a cold snort, and a wave of Spiritual Power suddenly oppressed him, causing Zhao Duanqiao to fall to the ground, vomiting a torrent of fresh blood.

"Do you think you have any chance of leaving alive today?"

Chu Fengmian’s eyes, full of murderous intent, turned towards Zhao Duanqiao.

The word "foolish" was the perfect way to describe Zhao Duanqiao at the moment. Did he truly think that Chu Fengmian would let him go today?

"How dare you kill me?"

Zhao Duanqiao shouted incredulously.

"How dare you kill me! Aren’t you afraid of my father? If you dare to kill me, you’ll be subjected to endless pursuit from my Zhao family!"

"Our Zhao family has over ten Saints! If you dare to kill me, prepare to be endlessly hunted down!"

As the second son of the Zhao family, Zhao Duanqiao had never imagined someone would dare to kill him.

There might have been many people who wanted Zhao Duanqiao dead, but those who truly dared were few and far between—essentially nonexistent.

Zhao Duanqiao’s father, Zhao Wudi, was the Grand Marshal of the Qin Emperor realm, wielding power enough to contend with the royal family; the Zhao family was also the foremost family of the Qin Emperor realm, with over ten Saints among them.

With such a formidable force, who would dare kill Zhao Duanqiao?

Even Pavilion Master Mo of the Cold Snow Pavilion would not dare, so when Chu Fengmian said he was going to kill Zhao Duanqiao,

His first reaction was not panic, but to yell out loud.

He believed that Chu Fengmian simply didn’t understand the power of the Zhao family, that’s why he dared to threaten him. If one knew about the Zhao family, even the most powerful would have their reservations.

However, Zhao Duanqiao didn’t understand Chu Fengmian. Chu Fengmian never cared about one’s status when it came to someone he wanted dead. It didn’t matter if it was pursuit by a dozen Saints; even if Life and Death realm experts were to come after him, Chu Fengmian was determined to kill Zhao Duanqiao today.

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