The golden light dissipated,
revealing the figures of Chu Long, Shen Biyao, and the others.
At this moment,
a golden dragon coiled around Chu Long's body,
while golden phoenixes circled the other women,
their divine majesty too dazzling to behold!
"From now on, more and more people in the Mortal Realm will break through to Martial Emperor. Hell's Gate's control should gradually weaken!"
Shen Biyao said with a smile.
She had previously heard that under their sect master's orders, any who reached Emperor-tier without Hell's Gate's approval were to be executed without exception!
Considering the recent disturbances caused by the Chu family in the Mortal Realm, it wasn't hard to guess these people were specifically hunting those secretly breaking through to Martial Emperor.That's why she had advised Chu Long,
not to reveal his Chu family identity just yet.
After all, with the Beast God's protection,
if others knew they were from the Chu family,
they might still hesitate before attempting breakthroughs.
But now?
That might not be the case anymore!
Once someone makes the first move,
more will follow in breaking this ironclad rule!
This way,
it might also help share some of the pressure on the Chu family!
"You're such a clever little thing. Tonight, you can choose any dual cultivation position you want—I'll obey unconditionally!"
Chu Long said to Shen Biyao with a grin.
"Hmph, you'd better take good care of Sister Yu first!"
"You just won her over recently—don't let her feel neglected, or we won't forgive you!"
Shen Biyao snorted lightly.
Wen Ruyu hadn't participated in the earlier battle,
having just begun dual cultivation,
still unfamiliar with combat formations.
So when they fought,
Chu Long had protected her with special means.
"Don't you all know how formidable I am? Little Yu alone won't last long. How about a grand ensemble tonight?"
"Get lost!"
The women chorused their rejection.
Chu Long sighed—
seems this goal would be harder to achieve than expected!
With a wave of his hand,
the imperial artifact "Chaos Starry Lotus" that had fallen to the ground flew into his grasp.
"An imperial artifact imbued with Chaos power—quite formidable indeed!"
Though its defenses had been pierced earlier,
the artifact itself remained undamaged!
"Does anyone need this?"
Chu Long asked.
"No, your weapon is a sword. Matching with swords would be most effective for us too."
Jiao Yueying and the others shook their heads.
While combat formations didn't require sword mastery,
uniform weapons could unleash greater power.
However, with limited saint-grade weapons in the family,
only a few among them wielded saint-grade swords.
"Then we'll contribute it to the family!"
"What a shame about that five-element flying wheel and seal—we could've gained three imperial artifacts this time!"
Chu Long sighed regretfully,
though inwardly pleased.
Before, they'd always relied on family resources—now they could finally give back!
Nine Saints City.
When the crowd saw Chu Long and his group descending,
their breaths caught.
Despite their restrained auras showing no sign of Martial Emperor pressure...
Chu Long approached Wen Buqi again,
calmly stating: "Didn't you say the Great Luo Sacred Ground would visit my backing force?"
"No need to visit them—this Emperor will visit your Great Luo Sacred Ground instead! Let's see how impressive your proud background really is!"
"I wonder how many would remain after this Emperor slaps your sacred ground?"
These words immediately made the surrounding Great Luo Sacred Ground Martial Saints' legs weaken,
nearly collapsing them on the spot!
"Senior, this junior was wrong! A thousand, no, ten thousand mistakes are mine alone—the Great Luo Sacred Ground is innocent!"
"Punish me however you wish, but please spare our sacred ground!"
Wen Buqi kowtowed desperately, tears streaming.
As for Fuming,
his face had already turned deathly pale.
His earlier hopes had shattered completely with the three Hell's Gate Martial Emperors' deaths!
Only the stench of urine soaking the street remained from between his legs.
"I'll give you one chance—do it yourselves."
Chu Long said coldly.
Forgiveness?
Hah!
After targeting his women?
Hearing this,
Wen Buqi froze,
then chuckled foolishly.
To think his tens of thousands of years as a mighty Martial Saint would end because of the very person he'd protected—
how bitterly unfair!
"No no no! I don't want to die!"
"I don't want to die!"
"I still have a glorious future! I'll become Martial Saint, break through to Martial Emperor, and rule the world!"
Fuming struggled, trying to flee.
But Wen Buqi's palm struck his crown,
shattering his soul instantly.
"Remember to stay away from women in your next life!"
With these words,
Wen Buqi similarly struck his own head, ending his life.
The hidden Great Luo Sacred Ground Martial Saints in the crowd sighed in relief—
fortunately this Martial Emperor wasn't bloodthirsty,
or their sacred ground might have faced catastrophe today because of one Holy Son!
But then another thought occurred:
Had Hell's Gate truly lost control of the Mortal Realm?
Or were their Martial Emperors really as weak as that Martial Emperor claimed?
"I think it's true. An early-stage Martial Emperor with some Martial Saints actually killed three Hell's Gate Martial Emperors—including two at peak perfection! Doesn't that prove Hell's Gate Martial Emperors are just paper tigers?"
Someone whispered.
Logically,
the gap between Martial Saint and Martial Emperor was like heaven and earth.
Only peerless freaks could fight across realms—
no number of Martial Saints could match one Martial Emperor, let alone peak perfection ones!
And surely not all those women were peerless freaks?
Even if they were,
how could Martial Saints directly kill peak Martial Emperors across so many realms?
Moreover,
those Martial Saints varied greatly—
from peak to early-stage—
how could such forces defeat Martial Emperors?
At this moment,
all Nine Saints City's Martial Saints fell silent.
If this were true...
perhaps they too could try.
"Quickly spread word of everything that happened here—especially how an early-stage Martial Emperor killed two peak Hell's Gate Martial Emperors!"
A shrewd old Martial Saint declared solemnly.
Only by making more people know,
by having more break through to Martial Emperor,
could risks be better shared.
In the tavern,
many elder Martial Saints swarmed in, hoping to pay respects to Martial Emperor Chu Long.
But fundamentally,
they wanted to probe his background.
"I'm just a wandering martial artist."
Chu Long replied breezily when asked.
"Senior truly fears Hell's Gate not at all?"
"Hahaha! Hell's Gate? Mere mediocrity! Before breaking through, I too thought them inviolably strong. But you saw the result—their so-called peak experts couldn't even handle this early-stage Martial Emperor!"
"We've been intimidated too long by Hell's Gate's reputation, mistakenly believing them invincible!"