Chapter 2664 - 2663: Gu Xuan

Sheng Tian City was deathly silent.

The air was thick with the scent of fear.

"Supreme Lord, how should we deal with this woman?" Xuan Ying respectfully asked.

Feng Wuchen glanced at Liu Yan and said coldly, "Such people, if kept alive, will only harm others; there’s no need to keep her."

Feng Wuchen might not like to kill women, but it depends on what kind of woman they are.

For a woman like Liu Yan, Feng Wuchen would kill a thousand of them without hesitation.

"Boom!"

"Spurt!"

Xuan Ying mercilessly struck Liu Yan on her Tianling cover, causing her to spit blood and die instantly.

No one sympathized, no one pitied, Liu Yan completely deserved it.

There were even people present who cheered in relief.

"This really feels satisfying! Such people deserve to be killed," Ling Xiaoxiao laughed heartily.

"Xuan Ying Protector, go to Yuxu Holy Temple at once. Yu Xu Zi is partly responsible for this matter," Feng Wuchen directed Xuan Ying.

"Yes, my lord!" Xuan Ying replied respectfully and immediately vanished.

"Hall Master of Heavenly Dao, you should return and heal your wounds first," Feng Wuchen continued.

"Yes, Supreme Lord!" Gui Ao Feng and others replied respectfully, then flew away.

"Elder, send some Saint Emperor Realm elixirs and Saint Monarch Realm elixirs to Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple," Feng Wuchen first communicated to Chu Tianshu.

Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple has made its contribution, and rewards will not be absent.

"Shui Yun’er, send orders to properly bury the fallen, give their families suitable compensation, and send people to take over the four major forces, rebuild Sheng Dan Pavilion," Feng Wuchen commanded next.

"Yes, Supreme Lord!" Shui Yun’er replied respectfully.

After this incident, people of Jiuzhou would dare not make trouble at Sheng Dan Pavilion again, much less provoke it.

Once matters were settled, Mu Honglian’s task was also completed; then she followed Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao back to Rakshasa Holy Palace.

Back at Rakshasa Holy Palace, Feng Wuchen immediately entered the Divine Ring to start crafting space rings and anti-heaven divine pearls of Saint Emperor Realm and Saint Monarch Realm, while soul crystal stones were not to be neglected.

"Brat, the Great Emperor’s time has come; I hope we can meet again," Feng Xuandi’s voice sounded just as Feng Wuchen entered the Divine Ring.

"Take care, senior Feng Xuandi," Feng Wuchen said calmly, having gradually gotten used to it.

"Why do I feel like you’re not sad at all? The Great Emperor is about to disappear; do you have nothing to say to the Great Emperor?" Feng Xuandi asked shockedly.

"No," Feng Wuchen shook his head.

Feng Xuandi was instantly infuriated.

This is a life-and-death farewell!

If Feng Wuchen fails, they will never meet again.

Feng Wuchen, this brat, doesn’t play by the rules.

"The Great Emperor has at least passed on its legacy to you; the Great Emperor is about to disappear, and you truly have nothing to say?" Feng Xuandi asked, suppressing the urge to devour Feng Wuchen.

"Senior Feng Xuandi, what do you want me to say?" Feng Wuchen asked, looking at the somewhat frantic Feng Xuandi.

"..." Feng Xuandi.

In the past, which of those forces didn’t make Feng Wuchen feel sad when they disappeared?

But why, when it comes to Feng Xuandi, does Feng Wuchen seem completely indifferent?

This doesn’t make sense.

Feng Xuandi was about to go mad with anger.

...

Martial Soul Holy Palace.

In the deepest part of the palace underground, within a vast, eerie cave, Ancient Profound Venerable’s injuries had fully healed.

Around Ancient Profound Venerable, several large black pythons continuously devoured power, aiding his cultivation.

All these were evil spirits.

Ancient Profound Venerable had evidently formed another contract with evil spirits.

Wasn’t Ancient Profound Venerable’s evil spirit eliminated?

Clearly, Ancient Profound Venerable didn’t have just one evil spirit. In the deepest part of the underground palace, there were also five evil spirits, stronger than the one that was destroyed.

Besides evil spirits, there was a tombstone in the cave, wrapped in a black python evil spirit, mysterious and eerie.

"No matter how I cultivate, even if I devour evil thoughts and other powers, my cultivation hasn’t improved at all; there must be something wrong here," Ancient Profound Venerable said with a gloomy face.

Despite frenzied cultivation, whether it was devouring evil thoughts or other powers, Ancient Profound Venerable’s cultivation hadn’t improved at all.

This seemed to be the pinnacle of Holy Realm’s cultivation.

But it wasn’t.

Because the mysterious True Immortal’s cultivation was above Ancient Profound Venerable’s.

"Where exactly is the problem?" Ancient Profound Venerable pondered deeply, unable to figure it out.

Besides Ancient Profound Venerable, Zhu Tianmo also faced the same problem, his cultivation couldn’t improve, not even by a little.

"If I could devour his evil thoughts and power, perhaps my cultivation would improve," Ancient Profound Venerable entertained a terrifying thought.

That was to devour the evil spirit and power of the mysterious True Immortal.

Faced with sufficiently strong power, Ancient Profound Venerable did not believe his cultivation wouldn’t improve.

The thought was possible, but then a problem arose.

Ancient Profound Venerable’s strength was fundamentally no match for the mysterious True Immortal; to think of devouring his evil spirit and power was mere wishful thinking.

"What has made Grandfather so unhappy?" At that moment, a voice rang out with light laughter.

"Xuan’er!" Ancient Profound Venerable’s old face shook violently as he turned to look at a tombstone, then rejoiced, "Xuan’er, you’re out?"

The evil spirit black python wrapped around the tombstone vanished, the tombstone burst into dazzling blood light, extremely bright, while extending a terrifying aura.

In no time, a figure formed from the blood light on the tombstone, an exceptionally handsome young man dressed in black satin.

This person was Martial Soul Holy Palace’s young master, Gu Xuan.

The terrifying aura emanating from him showed that his cultivation had reached the peak of Nine-Star Saintly Honor.

Gu Xuan slowly opened his eyes, the blood light flickered and disappeared, he smiled lightly and said, "After closing off for years, my cultivation reached the peak of Nine-Star Saintly Honor, and didn’t improve at all; perhaps father’s power is insufficient, remaining closed is a waste of time."

"Peak of Nine-Star Saintly Honor!" Ancient Profound Venerable was full of joy and excitement, exclaiming, "That’s great! That’s great! Truly my grandson, haha!"

Gu Xuan’s age was similar to Long Xiaoyang’s, but his cultivation far surpassed theirs, demonstrating just how terrifying Gu Xuan was.

"Grandfather, has something happened?" Gu Xuan asked with a smile.

Ancient Profound Venerable nodded and then recounted the events, including tales of Feng Wuchen and the mysterious True Immortal.

"True Immortal? Feng Wuchen?" Gu Xuan frowned slightly, a turbulent storm arising in his heart.

"This Feng Wuchen possesses overwhelming power, terrifyingly formidable, even the mysterious True Immortal admitted defeat to Feng Wuchen," Ancient Profound Venerable said gravely.

"I didn’t expect so many events to transpire in the Holy Realm during my years in seclusion," Gu Xuan mused. "Originally, I thought upon reaching Nine-Star Saintly Honor’s peak, I could join with grandfather to confront the Dragon God Clan and Demon Clan, but I didn’t foresee events turning out this way."

"The mysterious True Immortal has the Dragon God Totem to suppress Feng Wuchen, so there’s less to worry about for now; but the inability to enhance cultivation, grandfather is stumped, uncertain of the problem’s source," Ancient Profound Venerable sighed.