"Hehe, a petty trick!"
Hearing this, Su Chen's lips curved into a devilish arc, his eyes flickering with bloodthirsty brutality as he chuckled indifferently.
In the next instant, Su Chen flipped his right palm, and strands of pure spiritual essence mixed with the power of Sunfire surged from within his body, condensing into a hundred-zhang-long golden sword.
Su Chen's right arm suddenly swung up, wielding the golden sword to clash directly with the incoming Blood Net.
Boom!
A terrifying shockwave spread from the point of collision, whipping up a fierce windstorm that shattered the surrounding tables, chairs, teaware, and potted plants into dust.
Yet, at the moment of impact, the Blood Net disintegrated instantly, dissolving into fragments of scarlet light before vanishing completely.
Puch!
After one strike, Xuesha's body trembled violently, retreating over ten steps before stabilizing himself. A sweetness rose in his throat, and he spewed a mouthful of fresh crimson blood, his face turning pale.
Just now, he had poured nearly all his vital blood into that attack, a strike powerful enough to kill a Great Saint realm expert.
But in the end, he had still lost, and he had lost utterly.
The arrogant man before him had merely waved his hand and nullified his strongest attack, even severely injuring him in return. It was simply inconceivable.
In the entire Northward Continent, he had never heard of such a young powerhouse.
His face was filled with astonishment as he clutched his chest, his eyes brimming with disbelief as he murmured, "No... This is impossible! Who exactly are you!?"
"Heh, you're not worthy of knowing who this young master is," Su Chen cast him a cold glance and sneered.
This scene left everyone in shock, none of them expecting that Su Chen could defeat a late-stage Small Saint realm expert head-on.
And with just a single strike, he had gravely wounded him.
"Little thief, you..."
Snapping back to reality, Mu Yuqing widened her beautiful eyes, staring at Su Chen in disbelief. Her delicate face was filled with excitement, as if her heart had momentarily stopped beating.
Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that the man she had inadvertently given herself to was actually this powerful.
Meanwhile, Kongxu was even more horrified inside.
The strength of this black-clothed man before him far exceeded his expectations, even making him feel an intense fear, as though he were facing an ancient beast.
This kind of dread had only ever surfaced when he encountered those peak powerhouses above the Great Saint realm.
Originally, he had thought Su Chen was just a weakling, unworthy of his notice. Yet, beyond all expectations, Su Chen's power was terrifying beyond measure.
Mei Niang, however, had a different reaction from Xuesha and Kongxu. She licked her seductive lips and gazed at Su Chen with admiration, murmuring in her heart.
'Tsk tsk, quite a promising seedling. He might just be qualified to dual cultivate with this Holy Maiden...'
She was already considering whether to throw herself into Su Chen's arms, delivering herself right to his doorstep.
Even though she was no longer a virgin, what man could possibly resist the temptation of an illicit affair?
A wife is inferior to a concubine, and a concubine is inferior to an affair.
How could a homegrown flower ever compare to a wildflower?
No man could resist the thrill of forbidden pleasures.
Su Chen ignored the various gazes from the crowd. He reached out, gently stroking Mu Yuqing's jet-black silky hair, teasingly asking, "Sister, isn't your little thief impressive?"
"Mm."
Hearing this, Mu Yuqing's face flushed slightly as she nodded.
"Hahaha! Then from now on, Sister, just be good and listen to your little thief. Your little thief will protect you well," Su Chen laughed heartily, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.
Mu Yuqing glared at him fiercely and scolded, "Stop messing around! Hurry and leave! There are still many Quasi-Emperor level experts on their side who haven't made a move yet."
"Leave? Why leave?"
Su Chen shrugged indifferently, his face full of disdain. "Your little thief doesn't even put these guys in his eyes. They're all just a bunch of trash!"
"You—"
Hearing Su Chen so mercilessly humiliating them in public, Xuesha was furious, his eyes bloodshot with rage.
"What? You, this piece of trash, still refuse to accept it?"
Su Chen turned his head toward him, a cold smile curling at his lips as he taunted, "Wanna try again?"
As he spoke, he beckoned to Xuesha with his index finger.
Seeing this, Xuesha clenched his fists, his hatred soaring. As a Small Saint realm powerhouse and a holy son of the Blood Refining Hall, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"This holy son will fight you to the death!"
Xuesha's lips curled into a sinister grin.
Immediately, his entire body was shrouded in a blood-colored mist.
His figure flickered, ghostly and swift, as he dashed toward Su Chen. Clutching a blood-red saber, he swept out a deadly slash, tearing through the void, its blade aura as sharp as a storm of blades, aimed straight at Su Chen's head.
"Not good! Xuesha is burning his Primal Energy! He's fighting to the death!"
The elders of the Sky Demon Sect, including Qing Kong, all noticed this and their faces changed drastically, their eyes filled with worry as they warned loudly.
To be able to push Xuesha to the point of burning his Primal Energy, Su Chen was the first.
"Little thief, dodge quickly!"
Seeing this, Mu Yuqing's face turned pale, and she couldn't help but cry out, her heart clenched in extreme worry.
Yet, Su Chen remained standing motionless, his face still carrying an amused smile.
"Xiao Xian, kill him!"
Su Chen suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at the incoming Xuesha.
"Roar!"
Abruptly, the entire sky changed color. Above Su Chen's head, a golden little dragon, about a meter long, appeared out of nowhere. It soared into the sky, letting out an earth-shaking roar, exuding an overwhelmingly terrifying aura.
This soul-stirring dragon roar sent chills down everyone's spine within the hall, making them tremble in fear.
"Ah! A golden divine dragon!!!"
Someone recognized Xiao Xian's identity and immediately let out a terrified scream, their pupils constricting in shock.
Xiao Xian belonged to the lineage of divine dragons, possessing incomparably terrifying majesty. The moment it unleashed its bloodline aura, all lower-level beasts would tremble before it, submitting under its pressure.
Thus, at Xiao Xian's appearance, the entire hall was thrown into an uproar, with fear gripping everyone present.
"Roar!!"
In the next moment, Xiao Xian let out another earth-shattering roar. Its one-meter-long body twisted violently, stirring up the clouds and winds as if a deity had descended.
It opened its mouth and spat out a blazing dragon flame, surging straight toward the incoming Xuesha.
"What is that!?"
Seeing this, Xuesha, who had initially harbored a trace of hope, widened his eyes in terror, his pupils shrinking as he was filled with disbelief.
He had never felt such a horrifying aura before. He wanted to escape, but it was already too late.
Boom!
In the next instant, the dragon flames engulfed Xuesha entirely, producing a deafening explosion. Moments later, Xuesha was incinerated into ashes, completely vanishing.
Silence. Absolute silence.
Everyone around, including Kongxu and Mei Niang, stood frozen, as if struck by lightning.
Was that truly an ancient divine dragon?
It only took a single breath of dragon fire to wipe out Xuesha?!
"Hiss!"
Everyone gasped sharply, their eyes bulging in shock.
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