THUD, THUD, THUD.
Li Qian stumbled back several steps, his face a mask of terror as he stared at Chen Jinnan. His turmoil was beyond words.
Indeed. This man, who had just passed his fortieth year, had been praised by countless people and was even regarded as a top-tier existence who could possibly stand shoulder to shoulder with the legendary Demon Monarch, Chen Hua.
The internal conflict twenty-eight years ago was a disaster for the Chen Royal Family, but a cause for celebration among the other royal families. Chen Jinnan had been crippled, and Chen Hua had been put under house arrest after his rampage. Everyone thought that was the end of it, but then… the king returned.
Not only that, his son, who had been left to fend for himself for twenty-eight years, turned out to be just as exceptional. Not a single diocrity had ever erged from their lineage.
"Seventeenth… Seventeenth-rank!" After a long mont, Li Qian stamred out the words, sending an uproar through the vast arena.
Who could have imagined that after enduring such a catastrophe and being imprisoned for twenty-eight years, he would still be a seventeenth-rank supergiant?
Wouldn't that an he was just one step away from sainthood? Seventeen is the rank of reverence, and above it lies the Saint Realm. This…
However, many also noticed sothing amiss with Chen Jinnan's current state. Despite his formidable combat power, his body was churning with an intense life force that was burning away at an extre rate.
Could this be a final blaze of glory before death?
As the crowd wondered, the Pill Dragon King, who had been watching from the sidelines, was reluctantly dragged into the square by Yang Hu.
"You damned scoundrel, is this a situation I can get involved in? I haven't lived long enough! Let go of , now!" The Pill Dragon King, that old mule, planted his feet, forcing Yang Hu to drag him the entire way.
As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer. Even with his connections, the Pill Dragon King wanted no part in this.
"Elder, I beg you." Chen Yang clasped his fist in a salute to the Pill Dragon King. "He is my father," he said, his gaze fixed on Chen Jinnan. "I can't just stand by and watch him die."
"I, Chen Yang, will owe you a favor."
The Pill Dragon King's expression flickered. He looked as if he wanted to run but couldn't bring himself to do it. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let be clear. Your hot-headed father has obviously taken so kind of drug that stimulates his potential by burning his life force. I can't guarantee I have a solution."
"Moreover, even if I'm lucky enough to cure him, it's very likely he'll be left with severe side effects." The Pill Dragon King glanced at Chen Jinnan, whose aura was practically exploding, and shook his head. "He must stop imdiately. If too much of his life force burns away, not even a Daluo Golden Immortal could save him."
Chen Yang's gaze dimd as he said solemnly, "I'm counting on you."
With those words, Chen Yang gripped his spear and, under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, strode toward Chen Jinnan.
Seeing his son approach, a smile touched the corners of Chen Jinnan's lips, but his heart was filled with a mix of emotions. He owed this son far, far too much.
"Chen Yang," Chen Jinnan called out.
Chen Yang's lips parted and closed several tis, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to say the word "Father." He simply nodded. "You didn't have to do this."
"I didn't do enough twenty-eight years ago." Chen Jinnan, who had been emanating a murderous aura just monts before, now wore a kind and gentle smile. "That regret can't be allowed to continue, can it?"
"Nothing can happen to you." How could Chen Yang not understand his father's aning? But the past was the past. As they say, the dead are gone, and the living must carry on. If sothing were to happen to Chen Jinnan now, that would be the greatest regret of all.
Chen Yang spoke plainly, gesturing to the Pill Dragon King beside them. "This is the renowned Pill Dragon King, a dical immortal of his generation. He should be able to heal you."
Chen Jinnan didn't spare the Pill Dragon King a glance, his eyes remaining fixed on Chen Yang.
"I can handle this," Chen Yang said.
WHOOSH!
In the next instant, the sword formation hovering above Chen Jinnan's head suddenly pivoted and plunged toward the ground.
SHINK! SHINK!
Every iron sword sank into the plaza's flagstones as dust billowed into the air. The crowd fell into a solemn hush.
After retracting his aura, Chen Jinnan didn't leave imdiately. Instead, he took two steps back and stood to the side, his hands clasped behind him.
This scene made it clear to everyone that Chen Jinnan, this grandmaster of swordsmanship, was at the end of his rope. He was severely wounded, and the murderous aura he had just displayed was nothing more than a final flicker of life.
Consequently, the atmosphere in the arena began to shift.
"Hmph!" Li Qian was the first to straighten his posture, seizing the opportunity to stir up trouble. "A dying man, and you dare to act so mighty before ?"
"You killed Li Chenyang today, so I will kill your son!" Li Qian's rage boiled over, the previous humiliation he felt completely swept away. His face flushed red as he recovered from the brink of terror, once again projecting an air of supre authority, as if he stood above all others.
Chen Jinnan remained silent, accepting a handful of dicinal pills from the Pill Dragon King and stuffing them into his mouth.
"Chen Jinnan, if you kneel and kowtow in apology to and the entire West Sea Royal Family right now, I can promise a quick death for your son, that stray dog." Li Qian's spirits soared, his robes fluttering as he regained the bearing of a man of great influence.
Seeing Chen Jinnan's silence, Li Qian grew even more confident. He raised a hand and pointed at Chen Yang. "You cur, get over here and kneel!" His voice thundered, shaking the very ground.
Chen Yang glanced at Li Qian. "Are you done barking?"
Li Qian was rendered speechless.
The crowd was stunned.
Even now, he still dares to be so arrogant? Like father, like son, indeed.
"Die!" Li Qian lunged forward.
BOOM!
The mont his foot landed, the flagstones shattered. A fierce shockwave erupted in all directions, powerful enough to make one's skin crawl. His open palm, wreathed in overwhelming power, shot toward the crown of Chen Yang's head.
SHICK.
Chen Yang's wrist twisted slightly. His spear lanced out like a rainbow piercing the sun, an unstoppable force that tore through Li Qian's energy before piercing the chest of the influential royal figure.
With a flick of the spear, Li Qian was hoisted into the air. His limbs flailed wildly, his hands grasping as if trying to catch a final shred of life.
However, the spear trembled slightly.
The crowd was utterly gobsmacked.
How is this forr Supre Martial Commander so formidable?! Li Qian wasn't like Tang Yunfeng; he was a powerhouse of the older generation. At his full strength, he couldn't even block a single one of Chen Yang's moves?
"Next," Chen Yang's ethereal voice drifted through the dead silence. His eyes swept over the crowd, finally settling on the mbers of the Dugu Royal Family.
At once, a violent commotion broke out where the Dugu Royal Family was gathered, its mbers scrambling backward in unison. Only Dugu Ming remained rooted to the spot, unmoving.
When he ca to his senses, Dugu Ming gasped. Seeing that he was all alone, his face instantly turned deathly pale.
Is this what you call a family? At the critical mont, every last one of them ran faster than the one before.
"Will you do it yourself, or shall I?" Chen Yang asked coolly. He retracted his spear and began to thodically wipe the blood from its tip, his eyes never leaving the weapon.
Dugu Ming was silent.
The air grew frigid. He was so arrogant, so direct. Dugu Ming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his cheek twitching. Even Li Qian had been dispatched with a single thrust. It ant that even a Sixteenth-rank expert was no different from a helpless chicken or dog before Chen Yang.
But… Either way, I'm dead!
Not far away, Chen Xiao saw that he had no part left to play in the scene. Breathing a quiet sigh of relief, he began to inch backward, step by cautious step.
However, just as he turned to run for his life...
SWOOSH!
A piercing whistle suddenly cut through the air.
Before Chen Xiao could even react, a long spear pierced through his left shoulder blade, pinning his entire body to the ground.
"AHH..." His feet left the ground, his body arching backward. He was skewered on the spear like a piece of dried fish.
Without sparing Chen Xiao a glance, Chen Yang clasped his hands behind his back and addressed Dugu Ming again. "Will you commit suicide, or shall I do it for you?"
Dugu Ming remained silent.
The entire crowd fell silent.
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