Jiang Manying

Chapter 579 Kill Me? Then I Won't Be Polite

Although Chen Fengge's arm was severed by Chen Jiuyang, his combat power was greatly reduced, but this allowed him to keep his life.

This was Chen Jiuyang's last lingering sentiment for his old friend.

The strike that severed the arm of another Venerable Realm transcendent being shocked many!

The five great sacred lands, along with the Daoist and Buddhist sects, had dispatched forty people in total, each a transcendent expert standing tall in the mortal world.

"Today, I shall slaughter all these dogs!"

"Attack!"

"Kill!"

"Boom!"

The area outside Yunxian Cliff erupted with astonishing auras, scaring the people in the nearby market into quickly packing their belongings and evacuating.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

Not to mention this was a battle between the righteous and the demonic.

The transcendent experts of the True Demonic Sect who were traveling with Chen Jiuyang also immediately took action.

In the end, only seven people remained to jointly kill Chen Jiuyang.

It could be said that the five great sacred lands had gone to great lengths for this assassination of Chen Jiuyang. Apart from exceptionally monstrous individuals like Emperor Yan, who else could ascend to the Imperial Dao within the short span of the Great Era's resurgence?

If Chen Jiuyang had not walked the path of the Human Emperor, and had not been aided by the spiritual treasures from the True Demonic Sect and the Pure Yang Medical Immortal's遗迹 (yíjì - ruins/remains) and cave dwelling, he would not have been able to ascend to the Venerable Realm in such a short time.

Kunlun Sacred Land, the mighty Ku Yu shouted, "Cang Hai Die Xian!!!"

His profound mana surged forth, stacking nine times, striking towards Chen Jiuyang.

"Fan Tian Zhang!!!" a Nascent Soul stage cultivator from Baiyujing roared.

"Fu Long Quan!!!" an old monk from Luohan Temple erupted with golden light, a magnificent golden fist shadow slamming towards Chen Jiuyang.

The people from the three great sacred lands attacked Chen Jiuyang simultaneously.

The remaining four had not yet made their move, but their auras surged, as if they were brewing their techniques. Once the moves of these three fell, they would follow suit.

The scene before them was spectacular. Even though many people in the market feared being implicated, they couldn't help but stop and watch from a distance.

The five great sacred lands plus the Daoist and Buddhist sects – this was almost the full might of the righteous path. Such a lineup would make even reclusive overlords and old monsters gnash their teeth in regret.

"Well met!"

Chen Jiuyang stood atop the snow, his golden qi and blood surging, seemingly against the tide, yet his expression was calm and fearless.

The transcendent and saintly experts of the five great sacred lands and the Daoist and Buddhist sects were not comparable to ordinary minor sects or aristocratic families.

Even the Heavenly Realm had ranks, let alone the Venerable Realm?

The strength between Venerable Realm experts was like the difference between heaven and earth.

Even though their strength was immense, how could it compare to the inner demon tribulation and the Four-Nine Wind-Fire tribulation that Chen Jiuyang faced when ascending to the Venerable Realm?

"Boom!"

The three moves attacked, and Chen Jiuyang unleashed a single saber strike!

Chen Jiuyang's robes fluttered, his Nine Dragon Robe surged with black energy, complemented by his golden qi and blood, like a crimson glow. The saber shadow was vast and incomparably sharp. With a single strike, he met the attacks of Kunlun's Ku Yu, Baiyujing's Wan Xiang Zhenren, and Luohan Temple's Xing Mo monk.

Heaven and earth lost their color. The four moves collided, and for a moment, a deathly silence ensued. The next instant, sonic booms erupted, exceeding the limit of ordinary human hearing.

"Rumble!!!"

The thick white snow instantly burned, and the market outside Yunxian Cliff was filled with terrifying white mist.

"Such power!!!"

Monk Xing Mo's eyelids twitched violently. He unleashed a punch against Chen Jiuyang's saber, as if a dragon or elephant was roaring and charging at him. With the combined might of the three of them, they were unable to break through this single move.

"Such strength... it's no wonder this demon could defeat the previous sect master and ascend to the leadership shortly after reaching the Venerable Realm," Zhenren Wan Xiang said with a grave expression.

"If this is not curbed, in a few decades, who in this mortal world will be able to deal with this demon?" Ku Yu's expression suddenly sank.

Although the five great sacred lands had Imperial Dao Saint Lords, they could not leave their sacred lands.

The Great Era had only been resurgent for three years. Apart from Emperor Yan, no one else had been able to advance to a higher level through their own efforts.

"Boom!"

As if the heavens and earth were collapsing, the thousand-year-old snow-covered ground instantly cracked. Chen Jiuyang's Yan Sheng Saber suddenly increased in force, and then the scene exploded.

"Bang!"

Three figures were repelled separately.

Then! A terrifying, peerless sword light shot up into the sky, striking towards Chen Jiuyang!

"Stop!!!"

A voice filled with divine power and immense force, carrying traces of the power of rules, rang out. These were people from the Forbidden City making their move. Instantly, Chen Jiuyang's body seemed to freeze, his movements becoming extremely slow.

"Mountain!"

An old Taoist from Longhu Mountain also attacked, and pressure like a mountain descended upon Chen Jiuyang's entire body.

Chen Jiuyang looked at the old man in red robes from the Forbidden City, his eyelids twitching: "Enfu Ben's grandfather."

"What he holds is a Saint artifact, imbued with the power of Confucian rules."

Chen Jiuyang squinted again at the sword light unleashed by the Shu Mountain sword cultivator, and his brow throbbed with pain.

"The techniques of the Longhu Mountain Taoist..."

"If it were anyone else, under the combined might of these individuals, they would surely perish."

"Three years ago, I exposed many of my trump cards in the Martial Ranking World Competition. Moves like Instant Flash, Decisive Strike, and Breakthrough, once used, would inevitably fall into their pre-prepared countermeasures."

"If that were the case, the situation would truly become somewhat precarious."

"A good plan. In that case, I no longer need to be polite with them."

"Rumble!"

Chen Jiuyang's mana flowed within his body. The strange mark between his brows, under the control of his divine soul's will, was suddenly unsealed.

"Zhu Rong!"

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

A large amount of white snow instantly melted.

A colossal, terrifying, ferocious, and enraged figure of Zhu Rong rose from Chen Jiuyang.

His body exuded fire like magma, and the phantom radiated immense heat, evaporating the air. The white snow within a thousand meters instantly vanished.

This Zhu Rong figure was a hundred meters tall, lifelike, as if a true ancient god or demon had resurrected. It was covered in fire, incredibly terrifying.

"Clang!!!"

The moment this figure appeared, the air and spiritual energy in the heavens and earth were squeezed out, producing 'clang' sounds like metal clashing, causing the spiritual energy and vital energy in the heavens and earth to become turbulent.

This colossal Zhu Rong phantom, a hundred meters tall, seemed to want to incinerate all things, causing ripples in space and conjuring mirages.

Chen Jiuyang's figure was also enveloped within the Zhu Rong phantom, his hair standing on end, his eyes cold and indifferent.

"Zheng!!!"

The terrifying sword strike from the sword cultivator of Shu Mountain Sacred Land slashed towards Chen Jiuyang, finally landing before the Zhu Rong phantom.

Chen Jiuyang slowly raised his hand, and the ferocious great hand of this Zhu Rong phantom also moved forward, then grasped the terrifying, peerless sword light.

"Crack—"

It sounded like firecrackers exploding in a tunnel, emitting only a faint sound before falling silent.

However, everyone looked at the towering, hundred-meter-tall Zhu Rong phantom, their faces changing drastically, and their hearts filled with alarm.

"This is!!!"