Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 387 - 388: Fury to the Heavens (4th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

Chapter 387: Chapter 388: Fury to the Heavens (4th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

"Old man, have you anything else you’d like to say?"

Chu Fengmian looked at the Jin family patriarch and snorted coldly.

"Brat, don’t be so arrogant! Today you will also be buried with me! You’re going to die!"

The Jin family patriarch’s roar was frenzied, the entire sky erupting with endless thunderclouds.

His power had been pushed to the limit, and in an instant, the life-death tribulation had been summoned.

"Under the life-death tribulation, you too must die! Boy, even if our Jin family perishes, what does it matter? You’re going to die too!"

The Jin patriarch laughed maniacally, now completely insane, determined to drag Chu Fengmian down with him in death.

However, the moment the life-death tribulation appeared, Chu Fengmian’s face displayed not anger but a smile, revealing a hint of amusement.

He had refrained from killing the Jin family patriarch, waiting for the life-death tribulation; his sword embryo had just formed and still needed more of the power of creation to grow.

To Chu Fengmian, the life-death tribulation represented that very power of creation.

What everyone else feared, the life-death tribulation, was to Chu Fengmian a source of power.

"Now that the life-death tribulation has been drawn out, there is no reason for you to survive."

Chu Fengmian glanced at the Jin family patriarch and, with a fierce palm strike, obliterated him.

At the same time, Chu Fengmian’s figure charged into the tribulation clouds, reaching out with bare hands to grasp.

Before the tribulation clouds could fully condense, Chu Fengmian shattered them with a single palm, easily obtaining the beads of creation within, which he then swallowed and refined into his body.

Deep within Chu Fengmian’s body, the sword embryo devoured all of the creation power, and he felt its strength increase significantly from the absorption of the beads.

"What’s going on?"

After refining the beads of creation and before he had time to feel its power, Chu Fengmian’s expression suddenly changed.

He sensed that the Jade Talisman he had left with Han Yueli had shattered.

This meant that Han Yueli was now in danger.

Back when Chu Fengmian had left the Jade Talisman, although his strength was not exceptionally strong, it was indestructible by holy figures below the fifth level of Divine Power.

When had such a person appeared in the Wusheng realm?

"Let’s go."

Without any hesitation, Chu Fengmian’s figure vanished on the spot, shuttling through the boundless void.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the Wusheng realm, at Cold Snow Pavilion.

The great formation of Cold Snow Pavilion had been activated, and at the pavilion, numerous disciples wore extremely anxious expressions.

The ancient dragon turtle at the side was pale, its chest cracked open, revealing copious amounts of flesh and blood, obviously suffering heavy injuries.

Stand outside Cold Snow Pavilion were several holy figures, from the other three major martial arts sects and Beimang Academy. These individuals were flattering and fawning over a young man in their midst.

"Envoys, please do not be angry. This stubborn Cold Snow Pavilion insists on resisting; we will soon break through this formation," said an elder, groveling before the young man.

This elder was Lei Che, the headmaster of Beimang Academy, now reduced to bootlicking the young man, bending over backward to ingratiate himself.

"The kid with the Beimang sacred token, Chu Fengmian, might not currently be in our Wusheng realm, but if we capture his woman, he will surely come back obediently."

"So, a petty little kingdom dares to defy the authority of our Beimang Academy, how laughable!"

The young man coldly huffed as he spoke.

"Hmph, this young master was sent here to this decrepit little kingdom to trace the whereabouts of the Beimang Sacred Emblem. The Beimang Sacred Emblem of our Beimang Academy falling into the hands of some trash is truly a disgrace."

"How preposterous that a small force from a ruined kingdom would dare to contend with our Beimang Academy, utterly overestimating their capabilities."

Beside the young man, a follower spoke up.

"Young master, however, this woman is quite exceptional. She actually possesses the Innate Body of Xuan Han. If you were to take pleasure in her and extract the innate power from her body, your strength could advance even further."

"The Innate Body of Xuan Han?"

Upon hearing his follower’s words, the young man’s gaze turned to the Cold Snow Pavilion where he immediately spotted Han Yueli, greed flashing in his eyes.

"Indeed, the Innate Body of Xuan Han. To think this tiny, decrepit kingdom would house such an inherent constitution isn’t bad at all. Draining her innate power will indeed help me advance to the next level."

"Once the formation breaks open, capture this woman first and bring her here."

The young man sneered repeatedly.

"Messenger, this woman happens to be Chu Fengmian’s woman. If you capture her, you could force that Chu Fengmian out before taking your pleasure with her."

Lei Che, standing nearby, suddenly interjected.

He harbored deep resentment towards Chu Fengmian and, encouraged by the young man’s words, seized the opportunity to speak up.

"Otherwise, it would be troublesome if that kid got away."

"Oh? So, the kid knows how to pity and cherish jade, not extracting her innate power? Too bad it’s reserved for this young master’s enjoyment."

A hint of lechery gleamed in the young man’s eyes.

"Very well, we will force that kid out first, secure the Beimang Sacred Emblem, and then thoroughly enjoy her."

"Coming to this broken-down kingdom, there’s practically nothing entertaining. This woman is not only an Innate Body but also possesses an extremely pretty face, perfect for a bit of fun to kill some time."

"Is that so? Chu would like to see if you truly have the life to do so!"

A roar of fury suddenly descended from the sky. The space above cracked open, revealing a figure that stepped forward.

It was Chu Fengmian.

With maximum rage, Chu Fengmian had just arrived and heard this young man eying Han Yueli.

Han Yueli was Chu Fengmian’s woman, and the gall of this young man to covet her was a direct affront to Chu Fengmian’s bottom line.

"Messenger, that is Chu Fengmian!"

Seeing Chu Fengmian’s figure suddenly appear, Lei Che pointed at him and shouted loudly.

"Capture him quickly! Don’t give him a chance to escape!"

"A mere peak Spirit Soaring realm ant? You, go and capture him."

The young man glanced at Chu Fengmian with utter disdain and instructed the follower who had just spoken.

"Yes."

The follower immediately stepped out, surging with Spiritual Power, and turned out to be a bona fide Saint, possessing the strength of the sixth layer of the Divine Power realm.

Such strength, within the nation of Wusheng, would already be formidable enough to traverse it unopposed.

He stepped forward directly, eyes locked onto Chu Fengmian in the air, swung his great hand, and immediately reached out to grab Chu Fengmian, intending to capture him right there.

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