Chapter 214 - 153: I Gave You a Chance, But You’re Useless

Chapter 214: Chapter 153: I Gave You a Chance, But You’re Useless

That was Chen Xuan’s fist, striking out.

BOOM!

The sword of light, conjured by Ling Shuangzi and stretching dozens of meters long, folded inch by inch under that single punch. It twisted, crumbled, and then exploded.

Countless chaotic streams of Sword Qi disintegrated as a wave of fire swept out, forcefully expelling Ling Shuangzi’s body from the void. He screamed in pain and despair, the violent Qi Energy having ripped his clothes to shreds, leaving him completely naked.

"Stop!"

Han Jiangxue shot to her feet, shouting in shock and anger.

"Chen Xuan, don’t take his life!"

Chu Shanhe immediately sent a voice transmission as well.

Chen Xuan frowned. His flaming, unstoppable fist came to an abrupt halt, his fingers uncurling into a claw. Like a red-hot iron fan, his hand clamped down over Ling Shuangzi’s face.

PFFT!

BOOM!!

A terrifyingly powerful aura swept across the entire plaza.

It billowed like a great tide, a howling gale of True Qi.

The massive plaza trembled ceaselessly.

A searing heat filled the air.

Chen Xuan’s powerful build was like an iron tower, his entire body wreathed in dense flames. His expression was indifferent as he held Ling Shuangzi by the face with one hand, his palm covering the man’s eyes, mouth, and nose.

He held him like a ragdoll.

"You... you might as well kill me!"

Ling Shuangzi’s spirit was broken as he roared indistinctly.

His body struggled and thrashed desperately.

But Chen Xuan’s hand was like an eternal, unshakable shackle.

No matter how much strength he used, he couldn’t budge it in the slightest.

Even taking his own life had become an impossible luxury!

"Kill you? I can’t do that."

Chen Xuan’s tone was mild. Holding him with one hand, he said, "Your Sect Leader asked me to spare your life, and I’d hate to disrespect her. Weren’t you acting all high and mighty just now? How does it feel?"

[You have publicly and severely injured a prodigy of the Sword Cleansing Pool. Retribution points +25,000!]

[Ling Shuangzi’s spirit has broken. Retribution points +35,000!]

[Xie Xinghe’s spirit has broken for a second time. Retribution points +15,000!]

Lines of text quickly materialized before Chen Xuan’s eyes.

’An unexpected bonus?’

Chen Xuan was surprised.

BANG!!

Chen Xuan showed no courtesy. After squeezing out the retribution points, he casually tossed Ling Shuangzi aside. Under countless shocked gazes, Ling Shuangzi spat a mouthful of blood. His body, wrapped in a layer of scorching True Qi, was sent flying out of the arena, crashing heavily into a pillar hundreds of meters away and smashing it to pieces.

Ling Shuangzi’s vision went black. Overwhelmed by humiliation, he passed out.

The once-clamorous martial arts arena was now dead silent.

Only the black-robed youth remained, as calm as ever, his blazing golden True Qi burning like a great sun. His presence was unmatched, searing the ground and melting the very heavens and earth.

That black-robed figure was destined to become the most terrifying nightmare in the hearts of all Sword Cleansing Pool disciples, destined to weigh them down for a long time to come, making it impossible for them to hold their heads high.

"Are we good?"

Chen Xuan suddenly looked toward the Alliance Leader, Chu Shanhe.

Chu Shanhe took a slow breath, a wide smile spreading across his face.

’Excellent! Absolutely excellent!’

’This is just too satisfying.’

’That kid Chen Xuan really let me blow off some steam!’

"Sect Leader Han, the spar is over. We won’t trouble you any longer."

Chu Shanhe smiled, looking toward Han Jiangxue with an air of politeness.

He said he wouldn’t stay, but in reality, he wished he could linger a while longer.

It was like he was holding a priceless treasure and flaunting it for her to see.

’You were always the one showing off to me before.’

’What about now? Feels like a slap in the face, doesn’t it?’

’Feels good, right?’

Han Jiangxue’s face was grim. Looking at Chu Shanhe’s old face, she wanted nothing more than to beat him senseless and rip that smug mouth of his to shreds.

"Well played, Chu Shanhe."

Han Jiangxue’s voice was icy. "But don’t get too cocky. Trouble is coming for you from the outside. You’d better hurry back and watch your step. Try not to get killed."

"Trouble?"

Chu Shanhe’s expression hardened, as if he understood the meaning behind her words. "Don’t worry," he said coolly. "My troubles are not true troubles. It’s you Grotto Heavens that are in real trouble. When people start dying, it will definitely be you Grotto Heavens who die first."

Han Jiangxue’s pretty face frosted over. She turned her head away, saying no more.

Of course, she knew she was in far greater danger than Chu Shanhe...

But even in defeat, one must maintain a strong front. She had to intimidate him; it was a habit she’d maintained her entire life.

"Ahem, well, if you feel you can’t handle it, you could always come ask me for help... Just like that night 120 years ago, how about we..."

Chu Shanhe suddenly cleared his throat and couldn’t help but say.

"Get lost!"

"...Farewell!"

Snubbed, Chu Shanhe grabbed Chen Xuan and turned to leave.

Han Jiangxue’s phoenix eyes were glacial.

’One hundred and twenty years ago...’

’I should have bitten it off back then!’

’And let you go be a eunuch in the palace!’

Suddenly, her figure flashed. She appeared beside Ling Shuangzi, grabbed him, and vanished from the spot.

All that remained was a crowd of people in the plaza, their minds reeling, still unable to process what had happened.

"He lost... Senior Brother Ling Shuangzi lost..."

Someone finally muttered to themselves.

Ling Shuangzi, who had nurtured his sword for nine years.

He observed the mountains and rivers by day.

And the stars by night.

Every day he sat alone on a high peak, his aura growing stronger and deeper with each passing day...

Anyone who passed by would say: Ling Shuangzi has the makings of a Martial Saint.

And yet he was defeated so cleanly, so decisively...

Everyone felt like they were in a dream.

It would have been one thing if Ling Shuangzi had fought Chen Xuan on even ground, then used his ultimate move, and lost by a narrow margin in a bloody struggle.

But this was a complete rout!

A total annihilation from start to finish.

His Black Dragon Treasure Sword, which had been planted in the ground for nine years, was shattered before he even had a chance to draw it...

What kind of gap in power was this?

Everyone felt true despair.

Even across the entire world of Grotto Heavens, this Chen Xuan could definitely be considered a top-tier prodigy.

The Thirty-Six Celestial Spirit Peaks.

The Seventy-two Earthly Fiend Caves.

Plus all the other large, medium, and small Grotto Heavens...

How many could compare to him?

Perhaps only the top-ranked Grotto Heavens could suppress him!

The crowd exchanged horrified looks.

Xie Xinghe, formerly second on the Human List, fell completely silent. His dao heart, which his master had just helped him piece back together, shattered once more without reservation.

And this time, it was shattered even more completely...

In the crowd, a figure watched everything in shock, then turned and slipped away. He quickly vanished, taking a shortcut toward the Pure Yang Sect.

’The reports on Chen Xuan’s strength were wrong!’

’The Pure Yang Sect must not, under any circumstances, accept this challenge!’

’That Chu Shanhe is too insidious...’

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