Chapter 1546 - 448: Damn It, Damn It, Truly Damn It! (6k)

At the same time, the jade scroll in Xuanyuan Chong’s hand suddenly trembled.

After he finished reading the message from Zhou Qing, an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

He hastily took out Hao’Er’s Soul Lamp and watched in disbelief as the already dim lamp flickered violently and then, with a "snap", extinguished completely.

"How dare he?!" Xuanyuan Chong roared towards the sky in anger, the pressure of his late-stage Spirit Severing Realm instantly shattering half the décor in the hall.

In the next moment, above the Nine Heavens Vertices, the majestic fortune golden dragon coiled amidst the clouds suddenly emitted a heart-wrenching wail.

Countless people involuntarily looked up, only to see the golden dragon writhing painfully amidst the clouds, thin threads of golden blood seeping from its scales.

The crowd was puzzled; this was already the second phenomenon within three days.

And now the golden dragon’s sorrowful wails were even more piercing, its convulsing body more intense than before.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Xuanyuan Chong’s face was contorted, veins bulging on his forehead, his fists clenched so tightly that they cracked audibly.

The blood color in his eyes grew deeper, and the violent spiritual power stirred gusts of airwaves within the grand hall.

"He’s trying to shatter my Dao Heart! Making me believe that Hao’Er’s death was entirely due to my hesitation — what a vicious tactic!"

The furnishings in the hall exploded under the disturbance of spiritual power, but Xuanyuan Chong suddenly restrained his fury, taking a deep breath.

His bloodshot eyes gradually regained clarity, but the murderous intent in them became even more severe.

"Repeatedly toying with this old man, and now even slaying my Saint Martial Human Emperor... no matter who you are, I swear to scatter your soul to the winds!"

Soon, he held the jade scroll, pacing slowly: "Having lost the bargaining chip, what will he use to threaten me next?"

Xuanyuan Chong frowned, "Could it be that he plans to target those useless descendants of my Xuanyuan Family to ensure our Xuanyuan Clan’s extinction?"

Then he shook his head with a cold smile: "Even the current Human Emperor cannot coerce this old man, those young Nascent Soul Divinity Transformation cultivators are even less noteworthy."

In an instant, he seemed to think of something, his entire body stiffened: "Or did I guess wrong, and from the beginning, he never came for the secret formula, but rather... for me!"

This thought made his hair stand on end, a chilling sensation shot up from his tailbone, instantly soaking his entire body.

"Who exactly is this person?" Xuanyuan Chong’s pupils contracted violently, "What precisely does he want?"

"Could it be a vendetta by the kin of the Spirit Severing Realm cultivator I killed years ago on Wuxiang Mountain?" Xuanyuan Chong’s eyes flashed with a blood-red light.

Then he laughed coldly, "So he deliberately chose the location at Wuxiang Mountain, to allow those spirits to witness this old man’s demise?"

He suddenly clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles cracking: "It must be so, currently, it is the only explanation!"

Immediately, he sneered coldly, "Want me to walk into the trap willingly? Wishful thinking! Once the second brother returns, I will certainly see who exactly you are!"

...

Zhou Qing gazed at the spot where Xuanyuan Hao’s Primordial Spirit dissipated, his expression becoming grim.

Thus, the previous plan was now unworkable.

Because he still underestimated Xuanyuan Chong’s ruthlessness.

"Indeed, to elevate a Level 3 Cultivation Country to Level 4, and survive until now, without some measure of iron-willed determination, one would have long perished in some obscure corner!" He shook his head self-mockingly.

That old monster hasn’t taken a step out of the Imperial City for thousands of years, viewing all beings as insignificant, and apart from overwhelming power, the only thing left in his heart is the ethereal path of ascension.

"Xuanyuan Chong, as a seasoned late-stage Spirit Severing Realm cultivator, empowered by the national fortune golden dragon, and with millennia of combat experience, his battle strength likely reaches Great Perfection Level." Zhou Qing’s gaze sharpened.

"And Prince Xuanyuan Shuo, who has long defended the borderlands, contending with the Demon Emperor, is himself a mid-stage Spirit Severing Realm expert, certainly no ordinary person."

"If there are other Spirit Severing Realm reinforcements—"

Zhou Qing slightly raised his brows, but in the blink of an eye, a blazing battle spirit ignited in his eyes.

"So what if there are reinforcements? Nangong Xiongba is dead, Elder Mo won’t intervene, and there are only a few still deciphering the mysteries of the Taichu Secret Realm in the Vast Mansion."

"Merely a handful could come, but even if all arrive, what of it!"

"Equipped with Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown combat strength, possessing the heaven-defying recovery Divine Technique ’Demon-Suppressing Golden Bone’, mastering two Inscription Level Cultivation Techniques, and wielding a complete Extreme Dao Weapon!"

"At worst, let’s turn the world upside down! If I can’t deal with these people, how can I talk of returning to Nanhuang State, to level the Celestial Phoenix Palace, Yan Family, and Liu Family?"

Zhou Qing’s eyes were like lightning, gazing at the increasingly dense fog within Wuxiang Mountain, he said in a deep tone: "Now I am in the shadows, they are in the light, perfect for setting up a deadly trap with this natural advantage. This battle—"

"Consider it a warm-up for my return to Nanhuang State!"

Before the words finished, his figure had already vanished into the heavy fog, beginning to set up one killing array after another...

...

More than two months passed quietly.

On this day, the Teleportation Array at Hidden Dragon Path suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and a figure stepped out briskly, emitting a bone-chilling cold aura.

The newcomer did not pause at all, transforming into a stream of light heading straight for the Nine Heavens Palatial Complex.

"What?!" Upon hearing the news of Xuanyuan Hao and Xuanyuan Sha’s simultaneous fall, Xuanyuan Shuo abruptly stood up from his seat, his face filled with disbelief.

Subsequently, a suffocating killing intent erupted from within him, seemingly dropping the temperature in the entire grand hall by a few degrees.

"Who exactly did this? Where is that person now?" Xuanyuan Shuo’s voice was like the icy chill of the underworld, each word dripping with piercing murderous intent.

Xuanyuan Chong gestured for him to calm down: "Second brother, don’t be quick to anger. This person’s actions are enigmatic and unpredictable; there’s been no contact since the last transmission. But based on my deductions over the past two months, I’m certain he remains on Wuxiang Mountain."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Xuanyuan Shuo, in his fury, let out a laugh, his spiritual power surging, "The two of us will go and destroy him completely at once!"