Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 340 - 341: I Will Make Your Life Worse Than Death! (5th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

Chapter 340: Chapter 341: I Will Make Your Life Worse Than Death! (5th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

This sword strike was insidious to the extreme.

While Chu Fengmian was fully engaged in combating Ao Zhenyuan and could not spare any attention.

Yuan Chaoqun suddenly made his move.

This sword strike was so stealthy that even Chu Fengmian didn’t notice it until the moment he did.

By then, the Sword Light was already slashing towards Chu Fengmian.

"You little beast, did you really think I would let you manipulate me? Today, I will kill you, seize all your fortuitous encounters, and the position of the Great Commander of the Annihilation Legion will be mine!"

Yuan Chaoqun flashed towards Chu Fengmian, his face filled with intense excitement and his eyes brimming with greed.

Today, as long as he could kill Chu Fengmian and take his fortuitous encounters, he would truly strike it rich. The fortunes on Chu Fengmian were astonishing to anyone.

He had been waiting for a long while, just for this opportunity to kill Chu Fengmian.

Finally, Yuan Chaoqun saw his chance when Chu Fengmian was fiercely contending with Ao Zhenyuan and suddenly attacked.

Although Yuan Chaoqun’s strength was only at the fifth level of Divine Power and not considered strong, this sudden sneak attack was fatal for Chu Fengmian in his current state.

"Did you think I hadn’t anticipated your attack?"

A cold smile filled Chu Fengmian’s eyes. Although he had predicted Yuan Chaoqun’s sneak attack, he hadn’t anticipated that Yuan Chaoqun would find such an opportune moment.

For a moment, Chu Fengmian was somewhat caught off guard.

But Chu Fengmian was not without his own ace in the hole.

Suddenly, right in front of Chu Fengmian, the broken pottery, the Emperor’s Vase, appeared out of nowhere.

"Emperor’s Way! Educate all beings!"

From Chu Fengmian, a power so immense suddenly burst forth.

At the moment this power appeared, everyone present felt as if death was upon them.

Under this power, no one could resist. Anyone who dared to resist would perish.

The Sword Light from Yuan Chaoqun’s attack was also shattered under this force.

Even Ao Zhenyuan, overwhelmed by this force, could no longer resist. The Mark of Life and Death instantly imprinted deep into his soul, and he was thoroughly subdued by Chu Fengmian.

Chu Fengmian had originally not planned to use the power of the Emperor’s Vase.

But during this moment of crisis, Chu Fengmian still used it and instantly felt as if all his Spiritual Power was being sucked dry, nearly dying from being drained of Spiritual Power.

Even with Divine Veins, Chu Fengmian could feel his power was depleted. It took a full three seconds for his Spiritual Power to gradually recover.

But fortunately, under the power of the Emperor’s Vase, everyone present was intimidated and no one could make a move against Chu Fengmian.

Otherwise, just now, even a Martial Artist in the Riding Wind Realm could have easily killed him.

"This Emperor’s Vase should be used sparingly, at least until I can completely control it. Should not be used again unless it’s the last resort, otherwise, it might be dangerous."

Chu Fengmian inwardly sighed and said.

This use of the Emperor’s Vase turned out very similar to what Chu Fengmian had anticipated—it left him without the ability to fight back for a full three seconds.

This was an extremely terrifying event that made Chu Fengmian feel endangered.

If a saint had suddenly appeared just now, they could have killed Chu Fengmian on the spot.

However, using the Emperor’s Way this time also pushed Chu Fengmian to his limits. Yuan Chaoqun’s recent attack was incredibly tricky, and without this move, Chu Fengmian could think of no other solution.

"It’s impossible! You clearly had no way to draw out power just now, how could you possibly withstand my sword!"

Yuan Chaoqun, who had been thrown away by the Emperor’s Way, slowly regained consciousness and, seeing Chu Fengmian in front of him unharmed, was utterly dumbfounded.

He had waited so long for such a good opportunity, yet he had failed to kill Chu Fengmian.

The power that suddenly appeared caught him off guard, completely resolving his sneak attack sword.

He could never have guessed that Chu Fengmian actually achieved true control over the power of the Emperor’s Way.

That was an ultimate celestial weapon, even if just a relic, not something a Wind Realm Martial Artist could control, not even saints had the possibility, only powers in the Life and Death Realm had the potential.

"Yuan Chaoqun, you actually dared to ambush me, very well, killing you would be too easy!"

Chu Fengmian looked at Yuan Chaoqun, his anger reaching its peak.

He had almost been ambushed by this Yuan Chaoqun, and without the Emperor’s Way, Chu Fengmian would either be dead or severely injured by now, likely unable to subdue Ao Zhenyuan, perhaps only able to flee in disgrace.

Even escaping might not have been possible, given so many powerful individuals from the Ruination Army around. If they saw Chu Fengmian severely injured, they would probably beat him while he was down.

All of Chu Fengmian’s plans had nearly been ruined by Yuan Chaoqun, which rarely infuriated him this much.

Apart from that time with Fang Xiandao, when Han Yueli was held hostage and threatened Chu Fengmian, this was the second time.

Chu Fengmian usually didn’t get angry, but once he did, it was more terrifying than the fury of ancient war dragons.

"Bone Marrow Refining Demon Technique!"

Countless white flames eerily appeared in Chu Fengmian’s hand, his other hand grabbed, and Yuan Chaoqun, just like an ant, was grasped by Chu Fengmian.

Yuan Chaoqun had already been severely injured by the power of the Emperor’s Way, and now in Chu Fengmian’s hands, he had no strength to resist.

"Kill me! If you have the guts, just kill me!"

Yuan Chaoqun roared madly, now that his ambush had failed and he was in Chu Fengmian’s hands, he was already resigned to death.

His hatred for Chu Fengmian was endless, even in his death, he didn’t want to beg Chu Fengmian for mercy.

"Kill you? Do you think I will let you die that easily? I will make you beg for death, yet unable to achieve it!"

Chu Fengmian’s eyes were cold, and the murderous intent in his eyes was chilling to anyone who saw them.

Even Xue Sha, a prince who knew Chu Fengmian to some extent, seeing his gaze now was extremely fearful, and subconsciously retreated several steps.

He also couldn’t imagine that the usually very calm Chu Fengmian could have such a terrifying side.

"Refine for me!"

Chu Fengmian’s expression was icy as he looked at Yuan Chaoqun, waved his hand, and all the bones in Yuan Chaoqun’s body were broken one by one, countless bone marrows extracted, burning fiercely under the white flames.

His body was thrown into the white flames, beginning to burn wildly, refining him.

"Ah!"

Yuan Chaoqun’s screams of agony resounded madly.