It was quite clear that they could judge from the breathing that the three n ahead were unmatched in sheer power!
Above all, they appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.
Young, strong, and so powerful—when did such figures erge in the realm of practice?
Yet, compared to his seniors, Long Li and Long Hao, although Chenn Yuanba’s eyes glimred with astonishnt, he remained calm and said, "Are you the ones who have recently attacked the main forces? Who are you, and where are you from?"
"Who are we?"
The first man among the three rely sneered at Chenn Yuanba’s query, made a casual gesture with one hand, and an icy blade appeared in his grasp. Then, splitting the blade in two, he said to Chenn Yuanba, "Take up my blade, and I’ll answer you."
"How daring!"
Confronted with the man’s arrogance, sumd up by just two words, Chenn Yuanba let out a cold snort and swung his hand lightly. A bronze sword instantly appeared in his hand, readying him to confront the man head-on.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, Chenn Yuanba reacted.
Mad Saber Sect?
What kind of sect is this?
After hearing Jiang Feng introduce his sect, Chen Wenbin, Long Hao, and forr leader Long Li imdiately furrowed their brows.
One of them was the Great Leader of China, while the other two represented the new and old generations of the Dragon Clan’s leadership. They were exceedingly familiar with notable practitioners of martial arts from China and even across the globe!
It stood to reason that if this frenzied Saber Sect truly existed and its leader wielded imnse power, they shouldn’t have escaped recognition.
However, Chen Wenbin had never heard of any sect called the "Mad Saber Sect."
What’s more, what did Jiang Feng just say?
He’s rely the head of the core disciples?
Does that an that within this so-called Mad Saber Sect, he still has elders and superiors above him?
If a core disciple is so ferocious, what level of power do the elders and the great sleeves possess? Beyond even the Three Sages?
Before they could wrap their heads around it, the Cold Light Treasure Peach in Jiang Feng’s hand leaped up again, and smiling, Jiang Feng said to Chenn Yuanba, "Alright, introductions are done. Now it’s ti for you to accept your fate—death."
With that, Jiang Feng let out a piercing roar as flas erupted from his blade, radiating a burning sensation and pointing directly at Chenn Yuanba and the others.
"It’s him!"
Long almost instinctively roared as he felt the heat of the flas, shouting, "He’s the one who injured Long Lin, the one who shattered Long Lin’s Dan Tian! I recognize the fury of Long Lin’s flas!"
Even his predecessor, Long Lin, was overwheld.
Long Hou could see it—as a mighty being who surpassed Long Hou, how could he not feel it?
Thinking of his wounded disciple, hard at the hands of Jiang Feng before him, Long Li’s gaze turned icy. Were it not for his lack of strength and Chenn Yuanba standing before him, Long Li would have already charged forward!
Compared to the other two, Chen Wenbin’s eyes burned with fury.
But Jiang Feng, watching their angry expressions, didn’t bother to conceal his disdainful smirk and said, "Long Lin? Surely you don’t an that piece of trash I sliced with my blade? Haha, I nearly forgot about him. After all, an ant-like creature like that, I never even considered worthwhile—but hearing his pitiful howls beneath my flaming blade was mildly amusing!"
After his words, the two red-clad n behind Jiang Feng laughed without the faintest hint of pity, as if slaying Long Lin had been an act of generosity.
Seeing Jiang Feng’s arrogant deanor, Long Hao clenched his fists, his nails digging into his skin, while his senior, Long Li, placed a hand on his shoulder and gently shook his head. "Don’t act rashly. Leave it all to Elder Shen!"
"Understood, Senior,"
Long Hao listened to his senior’s words, knowing he wasn’t Jiang Feng’s match. He could only take a deep breath and nod lightly.
But his eyes burned with rage.
Witnessing Long Hao’s restrained fury, Jiang Feng laughed even louder and said, "Right, listen to your elder’s wisdom. Ants ought to know their role, or else..."
"Are you done with your nonsense?"
Before Jiang Feng’s laughter could subside, Chenn Yuanba directly interrupted him, saying, "Our elders are here. No one’s interested in your gibberish."
"Hmm?"
Interrupted by Chenn Yuanba, Jiang Feng briefly showed a trace of irritation before smirking again. "I see! Since you’re all here, it seems the earlier exchange has given you so confidence, hasn’t it? Let show you how my Mad Saber Sect’s Fla Saber crushes you!"
With that, Jiang Feng acted nonchalantly, igniting the flas in his hand and wielding the icy blade.
In an instant, the saber’s flas turned into a sea of fire, surging toward Chenn Yuanba.
"Now!"
Facing the roaring inferno, Chenn Yuanba took a deep breath and made a decisive gesture. This brought forth the dazzling light of five colors in his hand. It was the sa Five Elents Power that Chenn Yuanba had demonstrated on Hualong Mountain before Yang Tian’s eyes.
Only now, Chenn Yuanba’s Five Elents Power was far more solidified. No longer did it have the chaotic flow that resembled magic—it gathered together seamlessly, transforming into a torrential flood sweeping toward the fiery ocean.
"Impressive water power! The Great Leader’s technique is truly marvelous!"
Watching Chenn Yuanba manipulate the Five Elents Power, his senior, Long Li, couldn’t help but exclaim.
Long Hao and Chen Wenbin nodded slightly, while Chenn Yuanba’s two children, Chenn Bangguo and Chenn Li, respectfully looked up to their father.
As the flood collided with the sea of flas, Chenn Yuanba’s brow furrowed, his eyes filling with fear.
Because the flood imbued with the Five Elents Power failed to extinguish the inferno from Florida.
"Father!"
"Elder Shen, War God!"
Seeing Chenn Yuanba collapse forward, Chenn Bangguo, Chen Wenbin, and the others instantly turned pale, rushing to support him.
Yet, Chenn Yuanba’s falling figure suddenly froze mid-air, suspending him in place before he slowly crossed his legs and sat solemnly, exhaling a muddy breath: "No injuries. Just forcibly tore open space, resulting in so resistance to the devouring effect!"
Forcibly tearing open space?
As they heard his words, their reactions were entirely filled with awe—Chenn Yuanba had broken through the spatial fissure to devour the sea of flas!
Never did they expect such an act to cause even an Immortal like Chenn Yuanba to endure such a backlash!
But before they could ask further, Chenn Yuanba continued, "It’s fine. No major issue. The pressing matter now is to find Mr. Yang; otherwise, there’ll be grave calamities in China."
"Yang? But Mr. Yang is nowhere to be seen. Finding him won’t be easy."
Long roared angrily, a mix of frustration and unease.
But Chenn Yuanba shook his head and said, "It won’t be easy—but Jiang Feng, though his rank can’t match mine, is incredibly powerful. It’s evident he’s not from our world!"
"Not from our world?"
"What do you an, Elder Shen?"
Long roared in confusion.
Yet Chenn Yuanba didn’t respond to this directly. Instead, he turned to Long Li ahead of him and said, "Just like Long Li earlier—you can’t comprehend it, can you?"
"?"
Upon hearing these words, Long Li murmured a few phrases softly, before his eyes lit up with astonishnt and he blurted out, "You’re... from the Immortal Realm?"
"Indeed! The Immortal Realm!"
Chenn Yuanba nodded slightly and delved into an elaborate explanation of the so-called Immortal Realm, concluding, "A thousand years in the Immortal Realm equates to one entry into our world. Each ti they arrive..."
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