A cold glint flashed in Mo Beiyuan's eyes. "Does an old man like me need to explain myself to a junior like you?"
A powerful aura erupted like a mountain torrent, raging within the room.
Apart from Chen Nan and Xuan Qingniao, everyone felt difficulty breathing, as if the air itself had become thinner.
Mo Beiyuan intended to suppress Chen Nan with his imposing presence.
However, Chen Nan remained remarkably calm.
"Mountain Master Mo, this person is a thorn in the side of the Third Prince, and he needs to be eliminated," Dong Qiu said, attempting to use Mo Beiyuan to get rid of Chen Nan.
"Since he is a thorn in the Third Prince's side, then I shall give the Third Prince some face and kill him!" Mo Beiyuan thrust out a palm, and a golden light shot towards Chen Nan.
Chen Nan punched out.
Bang!
Terrifying divine power roared out and collided with the golden light.
Dong!
The golden light was impacted, emitting a dull sound.
The terrifying energy directly blew off the roof, causing a loud noise that piqued the curiosity of countless people.
For a moment.
Many people who had come to Lingxi Mountain to dine emerged from their private rooms and hovered in the air, watching the commotion below.
Lingxi Mountain's cuisine was renowned throughout the entire Dong Sang Kingdom.
But.
This was definitely not the primary reason cultivators came here to dine.
There was another crucial reason: Lingxi Mountain was a place to resolve martial world disputes.
Yes.
All the cities in the Dong Sang Kingdom were forbidden zones for magic, making it impossible for many to resolve conflicts. Therefore, Lingxi Mountain had become a place for cultivators to duel and settle disputes.
Because of this, it attracted many diners.
"That golden bowl seems to be Mountain Master Mo's magic artifact."
"Who on earth is so bold as to offend Mountain Master Mo, even making him bring out this artifact?"
"Offending Mountain Master Mo on Lingxi Mountain, no matter who the other party is, is destined to pay a heavy price."
The cultivators watching the spectacle in the air chattered amongst themselves.
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The golden light slowly receded, and a spinning golden bowl appeared in the air.
"I don't believe I can't kill you!" Mo Beiyuan roared. He formed a hand seal, and as the golden bowl spun rapidly, a terrifying golden light, like a celestial river pouring down, crushed towards Chen Nan.
"Is that all?" Chen Nan didn't even lift his head. He let the golden light fall upon him, yet he remained unharmed.
"What?" Mo Beiyuan's pupils trembled violently. He stared at Chen Nan as if he had seen a ghost. "Impossible, impossible! The power of my magic artifact is terrifying. Even a late-stage Divine Venerable realm expert couldn't withstand its might. How can you be unharmed?"
Not just him.
Dong Qiu's eyes widened. Chen Nan's strength had clearly shocked him.
Without further thought, he drew a dark red long sword, his eyes filled with a cold light. "Mountain Master Mo, I'll lend you a hand!" With that, he charged at Chen Nan with his sword.
"Seeking death!"
A hint of disdain flashed in Chen Nan's eyes. He raised his right hand, and the golden light above his head changed direction in his palm, instantly piercing through Dong Qiu's chest.
"No!"
"No!"
"No!"
Dong Qiu looked at the ever-widening gap corroded by the golden light in his chest in horror, letting out a heart-wrenching scream. In the next second, his physical body was burned to ashes by the golden light.
His soul scattered, and he died on the spot.
"Holy crap, the person who was just killed seems to be the Third Prince's steward, Dong Qiu."
"Heavens, what on earth has happened? Why is this guy's strength so terrifying? He can actually borrow the power of the golden bowl to kill a Divine Venerable realm expert?"
"I have a premonition that the times are about to change!"
"Who is this guy? Why is he so unfamiliar?"
Many people looked at Chen Nan with solemn expressions. After all, there were only a few hundred cultivators in the Dong Sang Kingdom. Even if they couldn't call everyone by name, they would recognize them.
However.
Chen Nan was completely unfamiliar.
"I didn't expect the young friend to be such a master. It was my poor eyesight." Mo Beiyuan formed a hand seal, controlling the golden bowl to fly back into his hand. A faint smile appeared on his face. "Our conflict all started because of Dong Qiu. Now that he is dead, there is no need for us to continue fighting."
"May I know the young friend's name? And from which immortal mountain or cave abode do you hail?"
Admitting defeat when you can't win is not shameful.
Moreover, Mo Beiyuan didn't believe anyone would mock him for it.
"What, you want to be friends because you can't win?" Chen Nan picked up his teacup and took a sip, a playful smile on his face. "Do you think I would be friends with someone like you?"
"Do you think I've forgotten that you just tried to kill me?"
As soon as he said this.
Not only Mo Beiyuan was stunned, but even the onlookers gasped, thinking Chen Nan was too arrogant. After all, Mo Beiyuan was one of the top five super experts in the Dong Sang Kingdom's cultivation world and the master of Lingxi Mountain, possessing an unusually high status.
He had extended an olive branch to Chen Nan, yet this young man still showed him such disregard.
It was simply unforgivable.
Mo Beiyuan came back to his senses and laughed heartily. "Little friend, you are indeed extraordinary and bold. I like your personality and am willing to befriend you."
"To express my apologies for what happened earlier, I am willing to compensate the young friend with a thousand Divine Stones."
The crowd was unsettled.
A thousand Divine Stones!
This was definitely not a small sum.
Unexpectedly, Chen Nan shook his head. "I'm not short of this little money."
He wasn't lying at all.
After all, he possessed as many as a million Divine Stones. Even the entire Dong Sang Kingdom combined couldn't match his wealth.
Mo Beiyuan asked, "Then what does the young friend want?"
Chen Nan smiled and said, "I want your head."
Mo Beiyuan's pupils trembled violently, and his expression gradually turned grim. "You ungrateful wretch, do you really think this old man is afraid of you?"
He thought that by humbling himself and apologizing to Chen Nan, they could reach an amicable settlement. But he never dreamed that the other party would be so insolent.
"You can die now!" Chen Nan transformed his finger into a blade, and a terrifying blade intent appeared in the heavens and earth, making countless people's scalps tingle and their jaws drop.
Before everyone could react, the blade intent pierced through Mo Beiyuan's body, splashing a mist of crimson blood. Mo Beiyuan's body then disintegrated like a sand sculpture blown away by the wind, disappearing from existence before everyone's incredulous eyes.
???
Everyone was dumbfounded, a sense of inexplicable shock rising within them.
That was a late-stage Divine Venerable realm expert, one of the top five super experts in the Dong Sang Kingdom's cultivation world!
He was instantly killed by Chen Nan in one move like that?
Holy crap!
If he could instantly kill a late-stage Divine Venerable realm expert, how powerful must his strength be?
"Young Master Wen, come, let's continue with our business." Chen Nan looked at Wen Ningyang with a smile. "Quick, send the two bodyguards behind you to kill me!"