Chapter 531 - 232: Want to Show Off? I’ll Smash Your Ass

Chapter 531: Chapter 232: Want to Show Off? I’ll Smash Your Ass

The figure’s expression changed drastically. He hastily let go of his longsword as a black light surged around him. A dark membrane materialized, instantly sprouting countless densely packed barbs that covered his entire body, making him look like a black hedgehog.

But it was useless.

A casual slap from Chen Xuan was all it took.

SMACK!!

All the barbs on his body exploded, and the black light shattered. It couldn’t withstand a single blow.

The pristine white palm landed squarely on his forehead. Its energy was contained, yet it held a destructive aura. It instantly caused his forehead to burst open with a BANG, splattering red and white everywhere like a smashed watermelon.

After shattering the man’s forehead, Chen Xuan waved his hand. The Five Thunders lightning had already traveled down the man’s neck and instantly drilled into his body, flashing countless times in a split second.

Aargh!

The headless corpse let out a wretched scream as all of its life force was utterly destroyed.

[You have killed a second creature from the deep darkness. +150,000 retribution points!]

Another line of text appeared.

The headless corpse immediately crumpled to the ground, completely motionless.

Everyone present was stunned.

Disbelief was etched on every face.

So fast!

So brutal!

Such power was inconceivable.

’Is he really from the shallow darkness?’

Their gazes, filled with shock and suspicion, shifted between Chen Xuan, Chu Shanhe, and Feng Wuji.

But then, someone’s pupils contracted. They recognized Feng Wuji.

"You’re Feng Wuji! Gu Yuntian’s disciple!"

"It’s him! I’ve seen him before!"

"Over a hundred years ago, I saw him at the Turtle Daoist’s birthday banquet!"

"That’s him!"

"Feng Wuji, you’ve actually shown your face here!"

"The nerve! Feng Wuji, you dare to show up here?"

One person after another started shouting.

All eyes, blazing with intensity, fixed on Feng Wuji. Their auras surged like tempestuous waves.

This sudden turn of events greatly surprised Chen Xuan and Chu Shanhe, who both immediately turned to look at Feng Wuji.

Apparently, they never imagined that Feng Wuji had also been to the deep darkness.

"City Lord Feng, you’re full of surprises,"

Chu Shanhe couldn’t help but send a telepathic message.

"No kidding. I didn’t expect to run into so many people either."

Feng Wuji immediately sent a telepathic message to Chu Shanhe and Chen Xuan. "Chen Xuan, Alliance Leader Chu, be careful. Every one of these guys suffered at my master’s hands back in the day, and I stole their spotlight. They won’t let me off easy today. I’ll hold them off; you two find a way to get out of here immediately."

’If I’d known I was going to run into these people here,’

’I absolutely never would have come.’

’None of these guys are pushovers.’

’Especially since Chen Xuan just killed two of them.’

’That’s only going to fuel their hatred even more.’

"City Lord Feng, you think they’ll just let us leave?"

A faint smile touched Chen Xuan’s lips, but his expression was devoid of fear.

’Are you kidding me?’

’From the moment I entered, I was prepared for the worst.’

’I came here specifically for people like them.’

’And now he wants me to leave?’

’I can’t just do that!’

"Feng Wuji, I never thought I’d run into you here. Wouldn’t you call this fate?"

A man with a faint smile and an ancient sword on his back stepped forward, his bearing relaxed. "Back then, you had your master to back you up, stealing the show at the Yuntai Dojo. Did you ever imagine a day like this would come?"

"That’s right. I’m also quite curious, Feng Wuji. How much of that old confidence do you have left today?"

Another figure chuckled. "I remember you once said that all confidence stems from one’s own talent. Now that your master isn’t around, I wonder if your talent is still up to snuff?"

"Those two with you... are they your junior martial brothers, Feng Wuji?"

A third figure let out a low chuckle.

The auras of the group surged forward, pressing down on them like an invisible mountain range.

For one, Chen Xuan had drawn their collective ire by killing two masters from the deep darkness in quick succession, chilling them to the bone and stirring their killing intent.

For another, it was because of Feng Wuji.

Years ago, Feng Wuji had wandered the deep darkness with his master, stopping in many places and causing all the major powers to suffer humiliating defeats.

Because of this, many people came to resent Feng Wuji.

Now that they had met him today, it was only natural that they would settle old and new scores at once.

"Alright, what’s all the racket?"

Chen Xuan’s tone was flat as he stepped forward. "I’m the one who killed those two pieces of trash. If you have a problem, take it up with me. Why all the talk? Don’t you just want to fight?"

"Chen Xuan, be careful!"

Feng Wuji’s expression flickered, and he quickly sent a telepathic message.

"Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing,"

Chen Xuan replied telepathically.

"If you want to fight, then come on. You can’t kill anyone with words alone,"

Chen Xuan said lightly.

’They’re just a bunch of Dharma Realm masters.’

’What’s with the act?’

’The strongest among them isn’t even close to the village chief of Qin family Village.’

"And how should we address you, little brother?"

A man with a sinister smile stepped forward.

He was tall and scrawny, like a bamboo pole. His skin was stretched so tightly over his bones that he seemed to lack any flesh, creating an extremely bizarre illusion.

His black robes billowed in the eerie wind.

Notably, his skin had a dark golden sheen and seemed to flow with a powerful energy.

"If you want to fight, then let’s fight. Why all the questions?"

A smile spread across Chen Xuan’s face. "Are you asking for my name so you can kill me?"

"You jest, little brother. Why don’t we shake hands?"

The tall, scrawny figure smiled, extending a withered, black hand toward Chen Xuan in a gesture of invitation.

The others all smiled as well, a vicious glint flashing in their eyes.

This was Venerable Black Wood, and he cultivated the Nine Revolutions Returning Essence Skill.

This Cultivation Technique had no other special abilities to speak of, save for one.

It granted an incredibly powerful and unparalleled physique, impervious to all arts and comparable to a human-shaped demonic dragon. Any attack, be it with True Essence or another Cultivation Technique, would have little to no effect.