Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 528 - 529: No Need to Endure in Silence! (Second Update)

Chapter 528: Chapter 529: No Need to Endure in Silence! (Second Update)

Chu Fengmian let out an icy shout.

Facing the fire-blade, his mind stirred.

In the palm of Chu Fengmian’s hand, numerous golden flames congealed.

These golden flames danced with countless dragon shadows, none other than the most quintessential Dragon Flame!

"Boom!"

With a sweep of Chu Fengmian’s hand, countless Dragon Flames roared out, turning the sky into a vast sea of fire.

These two torrents of flame collided instantly, and Wang Zhi’s furious fire-blade was completely devoured by the Dragon Flames.

After consuming the fire-blade, the unceasing Dragon Flames barrelled directly towards Wang Zhi.

Caught off guard by the sudden fierce onslaught of the Dragon Flames, even Wang Zhi had not anticipated defeat.

Attempting to retreat, Wang Zhi witnessed Chu Fengmian soar through the air, striking down with a devastating palm.

"Die!"

The strength of this palm was ruthless, imbued with an endless murderous aura as it descended from the skies, aimed straight at Wang Zhi.

"Stop it!"

Several Ancient Desolate Sect disciples shouted in unison.

Chu Fengmian glanced at the Ancient Desolate Sect disciples with a sneer, not halting the Spiritual Power in his hands for a moment.

"Boom!"

A massive sound tore through the air, and under the force of that palm, Wang Zhi’s body instantaneously shattered, his blood spewing out, which Chu Fengmian collected with a wave of his hand.

This sudden turn of events was beyond anyone’s wildest imagination.

Wang Zhi, who had seemed nearly invincible just moments before, was wiped out by a single move from Chu Fengmian.

Caught unawares, even the Ancient Desolate Sect disciples had no time to react. By the time they tried to intervene, Chu Fengmian’s merciless palm had already struck.

In facing Wang Zhi, just moments ago, Chu Fengmian had nearly unleashed his full power.

Wang Zhi’s strength was comparable to the likes of Bai Gu the Bone Son, and the Ghost Valley Saint Heir. Chu Fengmian, who could easily annihilate these two, found defeating Wang Zhi to be effortless.

Against the people from the Seven Great Sects, Chu Fengmian never showed mercy.

"Ancient Desolate Sect trash, you dare to lay a hand on me. Today, by killing him, I shall teach you a lesson! Let you know who you can’t afford to offend!"

Chu Fengmian shouted coldly.

Upon seeing the Ancient Desolate Sect disciples, murderous intent had already formed in his heart, though Chu Fengmian had considered restraint.

But since Wang Zhi had sought his own death, Chu Fengmian was more than willing to oblige.

All the members from the Seven Great Sects must die. Sooner or later, Chu Fengmian vowed to use the blood of the Seven Great Sects to pay tribute to his master!

Chu Fengmian’s words completely shocked the crowd; their gaze at Chu Fengmian was akin to looking at a madman.

Ancient Desolate Sect disciples had always been highly respected wherever they went, and even a mere Inner Sect Disciple was not someone many sects dared offend.

Because behind them stood the Seven Great Sects!

Yet now, Chu Fengmian’s words, calling them "trash," were effectively an insult to the entire Ancient Desolate Sect.

Such a move could only be made by a madman.

"Too arrogant! Who is this person? How can he possess such formidable strength!"

"When did such a character emerge in our Northern Domain!"

"Wang Zhi possessed a unique Bloodline Power, yet he was slain by a single move from this person!"

"Good! Well killed! Let these Ancient Desolate Sect disciples see that we, Northern warriors, are not to be easily bullied!"

Countless voices rose from the crowd, and many a Northern warrior suddenly puffed up with pride.

Indeed, why should Northern martial artists naturally be inferior to the seven major sects, even in face of plunder, one could only swallow their anger silently?

"Merciless! Absolutely merciless!"

Cang Lanba looked at Chu Fengmian and couldn’t help but exclaim.

"This kid is really ruthless. He killed Wang Zhi in one move without any mercy. To dare kill a disciple of the Ancient Desolate Sect, impressive."

Even Cang Lanba wouldn’t dare to confront the Ancient Desolate Sect disciples now.

With his strength, he needn’t necessarily fear these Ancient Desolate Sect disciples, but once he truly offended one, what he’d have to face would be the relentless pursuit from the entire Ancient Desolate Sect.

"This person’s temperament is indeed as arrogant as the rumors say."

Luo Changhen’s gaze towards Chu Fengmian revealed a coldness, tinged with jealousy.

Chu Fengmian was just a newcomer from the Beimang Academy, yet he possessed such strength. Luo Changhen targeted Chu Fengmian out of envy.

He had wanted to use the hands of an Ancient Desolate Sect disciple to destroy Chu Fengmian, but he hadn’t expected to make Chu Fengmian stand out instead.

"Interesting, very interesting. With Wang Zhi’s fall, the Ancient Desolate Sect will not let this rest easily."

Speaking with interest, Bai Gu turned his attention to Chu Fengmian.

"With fierce eyes and a special bloodline, destined for greatness, and now fallen just like that."

Whispers arose, making the faces of those Ancient Desolate Sect disciples turn incredibly angry.

"Wang Zhi! Wang Zhi has actually fallen!"

"His Bloodline Power has disappeared, indeed, he has truly fallen, without any chance of survival!"

Several Ancient Desolate Sect disciples closely observed, seemingly unable to believe Wang Zhi’s fall.

But now, the aura of Wang Zhi’s bloodline had completely vanished, which meant that Wang Zhi was dead beyond any doubt.

Not the slightest possibility remained for him to survive.

"Damned brat, you dare to kill Wang Zhi!"

An Ancient Desolate Sect disciple stepped forward, eyes filled with murderous intent as he looked at Chu Fengmian.

"At such a young age, so heartless and ruthless, you’ll certainly become a great demon in time. Today, I, Rong Bei, will kill you and rid the Nine Domains of a future demon!"

"Thud!"

Rong Bei suddenly brandished a long knife, and as the knife left its sheath, a sky full of blade light filled the surroundings.

"Die!"

The blade swung unhesitatingly, slicing ferociously towards Chu Fengmian as it left the sheath.

With the slash came a force that ripped through the air, its speed so extreme it seemed to cut through space and time itself.

It was a moment of ultimate speed.

As the blade left the sheath, it was too fast for anyone to clearly see how the cut was made.

But everyone present could sense the danger of that slash.

With a blade moving too quickly to see, how to defend against it was a question none dared to claim they could withstand.

Even Cang Lanba and Bai Gu’s expressions turned incredibly grave at the sight of this slash.

The Ancient Desolate Sect disciples were indeed none to be taken lightly. With his special bloodline, fierce eyes, and invincibility within his realm, Wang Zhi stood unmatched.

And Rong Bei had even comprehended a supreme blade technique.

This blade, swift to the extreme, slashed toward Chu Fengmian in an instant.

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