Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 527 - 528: Furious Eyes (First Update)

Chapter 527: Chapter 528: Furious Eyes (First Update)

"Damn it!"

Luo Changhen’s rage burned within him, his face full of hatred as he looked at the disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect, seemingly unwilling to let things go.

Even he didn’t dare to directly confront the disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect.

To the gigantic Ancient Desolate Sect, Luo Changhen was nothing but an ant.

But to simply hand over all the treasures directly, he also felt extremely unwilling in his heart.

Suddenly, Luo Changhen swept his gaze across the crowd and abruptly spoke up.

"You ask us to hand over the treasures, fine, but most of the treasures in this secret chamber have already been taken away by one person. If the Ancient Desolate Sect wants the treasures, you should go to him first."

"As long as he is willing to hand them over, we will also hand over our treasures. How about that?"

Luo Changhen’s gaze moved, and his eyes directly looked toward Chu Fengmian.

Immediately, Chu Fengmian felt numerous gazes directly turning towards him.

Among those gazes, there was greed, murderous intent, and even many people who, upon hearing Luo Changhen’s words, couldn’t wait to kill Chu Fengmian and seize the treasures on him.

"Damn it!"

Heard Luo Changhen’s words, murderous intent also appeared in Chu Fengmian’s eyes.

Luo Changhen’s words had simply thrown Chu Fengmian out, making Chu Fengmian face the disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect, grasping the fisherman’s benefit.

"Oh?"

Those disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect also suddenly turned their gazes toward Chu Fengmian.

After sizing up Chu Fengmian’s abilities, all the disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect wore faces of disdain.

"With you ants from the Northern Region, you dare to negotiate terms with us, the Ancient Desolate Sect?"

One of the Ancient Desolate Sect disciples scoffed.

"Just a mere fourth-level Divine Power realm youth, indeed not worthy of such treasures. Wang Zhi, go kill this kid and take all his treasures."

One of the ancient sect disciples glanced at Chu Fengmian and then spoke directly.

"Yes!"

Immediately, the Ancient Desolate Sect disciple named Wang Zhi stood out, his eyes looking at Chu Fengmian as he sneered continuously.

"Forget it, I’ll just kill you first! Let these natives of the Northern Region know that the treasures in the Ancient Dragon Emperor’s cave are not for you to possess!"

Wang Zhi spoke, his eyes suddenly fixating on Chu Fengmian. Suddenly, at Chu Fengmian’s side, countless flames burst into flames, completely enveloping his body.

The flames appeared almost silently, merely by Wang Zhi looking over, following his gaze.

"Furious Twin Pupils! These are the Furious Twin Pupils!"

Some martial artists from the Northern Region turned pale.

"It’s said that under rage, the gaze itself can ignite flames! Although this is not an Innate Divine Body, it is still far more powerful than ordinary people!"

"This fury flame can appear silently, following the gaze, it’s an invincible power indeed!"

"A random disciple from the Ancient Desolate Sect possesses such a fearsome Bloodline Power?"

Some martial artists from the Northern Region were utterly shocked.

Special Bloodline Powers were not uncommon; at least in Beimang Academy, there were quite a few martial artists with special Bloodline Powers.

Like Chu Fengmian’s ancient battle dragon Bloodline Power, which also counted as a special Bloodline, these were not only obtained by innate means but also by extraordinary encounters.

But even so, martial artists who possessed special Bloodline Powers usually represented the geniuses of a faction.

Yet here, even a random disciple from the Ancient Desolate Sect possessed a special Bloodline Power, which was truly terrifying.

Compared to the Ancient Desolate Sect, any random disciple there had more talent than many who claimed to be geniuses.

"Ha, mere natives of the northern region have never even seen a special bloodline, what a bunch of trash. Today, I’m going to show you northern natives just how formidable our Ancient Desolate Sect is!"

Wang Zhi, looking at everyone’s reaction, wore an extremely proud expression and coldly said to Chu Fengmian,

"Die!"

Wang Zhi unleashed his full Bloodline Power, summoning countless flames of fury.

These flames of fury roared instantly, turning into innumerable fire serpents and aggressively pounced forward.

Rolling heatwaves swept through the entire chamber, causing many martial artists with weaker power to turn pale. Under these heatwaves, they had no choice but to use their Spiritual Power to resist.

"How terrifying these flames are! We don’t even have a chance to resist under them."

"People from the Seven Great Sects, are they really so dreadful? Does just anyone of them possess a special bloodline?"

"It’s over, it seems he’s going to kill one to warn the others."

Many martial artists from the northern region looked at Chu Fengmian with pitying eyes.

In their view, Chu Fengmian was completely going to be killed by these disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect like a chicken.

They never imagined that Chu Fengmian could withstand it. A special bloodline was indeed invincible at the same level.

Moreover, each of those Ancient Desolate Sect disciples was a ninth level Divine Power realm. How could Chu Fengmian, a mere fourth level Divine Power martial artist, contend with them?

Countless fire serpents, under the shocked gaze of the crowd, suddenly swept across the sky, ferociously lunging at Chu Fengmian.

"Angry eyes alone, and you think you can be so arrogant?"

Suddenly, Chu Fengmian laughed heartily, facing the countless fire serpents, and then he roared.

That roar was a Dragon Roar.

"Roar!"

Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds!

The Dragon Roar erupted, causing countless fire serpents to explosively disintegrate in its wake.

"What? He actually withstood it?"

"What kind of move is that, a Dragon Roar that shattered all those fire serpents?"

Everyone was immensely shocked.

In their minds, Chu Fengmian’s defeat was already a foregone conclusion; even if he had fallen right there, none of them would have thought it odd.

After all, the gap in their realms made any other outcome impossible.

Yet it was this very scene that shocked everyone.

"Dragon Bloodline?"

Under the might of that Dragon Roar, Wang Zhi was driven back, but he was not injured.

Wang Zhi looked at Chu Fengmian and let out a long howl on the spot.

"Do you think just because you have some Dragon Bloodline, you can compete with me? The gap between special bloodlines is also extraordinarily vast. You, a mere northern region ant, dare to contend with our Ancient Desolate Sect? Ridiculous."

"Boom!"

Wang Zhi’s eyes, fully opened, erupted with endless fury.

His angry eyes, the angrier they got, the more powerful they became.

Endless waves of fury converged around him, turned into a flaming long saber, and slashed out from the void.

"Angry eyes daring to be arrogant in front of Chu?"

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