“Who is it?”
The voice that drifted in the wind sounded familiar yet strange.
Who dared to speak up in front of Mu Yunhai and Xia Daosheng with such confidence?
As the voice sounded, everyone’s gaze was instantly drawn.
Then, everyone’s expressions changed drastically.
Hundreds of meters away.
Amidst the wind and clouds.
A figure strode through the snow, his long hair fluttering in the cold wind.
With gazes ranging from solemnity, apprehension, confusion, to surprise, all fell upon him.
The figure was clad in a black dragon-embroidered robe, exuding an aura like an ordinary person, with a peculiar mark between his brows. A saber hung from his waist, and the wind and snow seemed to pass through him without effect.
He was young and handsome, with a tall and slender build.
But upon clearly seeing his appearance, no one dared to ignore his presence.
This included the super prodigies ranked among the top of the Shanhe List who stood before him.
“This aura?!”
Enfubben’s eyelids twitched violently, and his Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart suddenly emitted a strong sense of mortal danger.
Though the newcomer appeared as a mortal, the ferocious and overbearing aura of Dao Yun was undeniable.
In the entire Long Country, there was no second person like him!
“Chen Jiuyang…”
Xia Daosheng uttered the name, his face grim.
This man was an unshakeable shadow for the Five Great Sacred Lands. Five years ago, they had a chance to kill Chen Jiuyang, but the higher echelons of the Sacred Lands did not attach enough importance to it, allowing him to escape.
For the past five years, Chen Jiuyang had lived in seclusion. The war between the righteous and demonic factions had intensified, and the current predicament of the Five Great Sacred Lands was half due to Chen Jiuyang and half due to Emperor Yan.
Chen Jiuyang knew that if he appeared carelessly, the Five Great Sacred Lands would undoubtedly try to assassinate him by any means necessary. However, his appearance here now had caught them somewhat off guard.
“Jiuyang…”
Zhou Fangzun, Gong Liexian, and Gong Jingmeng’s thoughts were not much different from Xia Daosheng’s upon seeing Chen Jiuyang appear.
Chen Jiuyang’s appearance now must mean his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, but no one knew to what extent.
Chen Jiuyang glanced at the people before him: “Enfubben, Mu Yunhai, Xia Daosheng, Xia Yunzhui, Duan Longguang, Jin Gongque, Chen Rushen…”
Then he paused and his indifferent voice rang out: “I wondered who it was, but it’s just a group of defeated opponents.”
He then slowly cupped his fists: “King Gong, King Zhennan, King Zhendong, King Zhenhai, it has been many years, I have missed you all.”
These individuals had deep karma with him. They had been both rivals and allies, serving the country on the same front, and had also clashed and fought due to past grievances.
Seeing them again now, things had changed, and their circumstances were different.
The Demonic Dao True Demon Sect, which seemed suppressed in the past, was now a colossal power that occupied a region, and even the Five Great Sacred Lands dared not attack it rashly, only able to slowly weaken its destiny.
Among them, Zhou Fangzun’s expression was the most complex. He spoke to Chen Jiuyang, “Jiuyang, why have you come?”
“Old Master Wu is about to pass away. I was deeply indebted to him for his kindness, how could I not come to see him one last time?”
The others slowly nodded. It was previously said that Chen Jiuyang valued human relationships, but they had never encountered such a situation. Chen Jiuyang’s appearance now truly lived up to that saying.
King Gong sighed, “Actually, with your current status, you don’t need to take such a risk to get involved in this mess.”
It was one thing for the Five Great Sacred Lands to abandon the former Human King’s Sword Wielder, but now they were also going to attack old acquaintances, which was truly beneath them.
Chen Jiuyang slowly raised his hand, stopping King Gong from continuing. He merely swept his gaze and his indifferent voice rang out:
“King Gong, please say no more. Zhou Fangzun, go down and heal your wounds first. Wait for me to deal with these hypocritical righteous path members.”
“And then I’ll have you make tea for me.”
His indifferent words carried a powerful and overbearing personal will, causing King Zhennan and the others to feel a sense of daze.
Zhou Fangzun, however, coughed blood and smiled, “Good, good, good, I will brew the tea and wait for you to drink it.”
“But you must be quick, don’t let the tea get cold before you come in.”
“Naturally, it will be so.”
Chen Jiuyang nodded slowly.
Mu Yunhai and the others’ faces were extremely ugly.
Chen Jiuyang’s appearance showed he didn’t take them seriously, but the battle five years ago had left a shadow on them, making them hesitant to act against Chen Jiuyang rashly.
While Mu Yunhai and the others were afraid, Xia Daosheng was not. His face was grim, and the true liquid spiritual energy surged around him, with layers of purple qi energy waves exploding and spreading out:
“Rebel, how dare you be so arrogant in front of me!”
“Divine Ability – Radiant Sword!”
Purple-gold energy erupted fiercely, and a vast, majestic divine sword appeared, extinguishing the wind and snow.
It sounded like a thunderous roar from the heavens, stirring up the wind and clouds in all directions.
Facing Chen Jiuyang, the bane of the Five Great Sacred Lands, Xia Daosheng did not hesitate. He immediately unleashed a powerful divine ability, launching a sudden attack, and swung his sword towards Chen Jiuyang.
“Boom!!!”
The earth shook and the mountains trembled.
This sword strike, with its thunderous sound, scattered the wind and snow within a thousand meters, and the purple-gold energy instantly enveloped Chen Jiuyang’s body.
The sub-zero temperature suddenly rose to thirty to forty degrees, melting the wind and snow.
“Do you really think the Sacred Lands are easy to bully? You’re just a rebel who survived a few times under the Sacred Lands, and you dare to disregard them.”
A large pit appeared on the ground. The massive divine sword pressed down on Chen Jiuyang, as if a human crushing an ant on the ground, leaving an indentation.
However, Chen Jiuyang was no ant.
“Rumble!!!”
Beneath the projection of the purple-gold divine sword, the intense personal martial will fiercely surged into the sky. With a surge from the ground, a cold glint emerged, instantly shattering the projection of the divine sword.
“Sacred Lands?”
The overbearing martial will erupted, and Chen Jiuyang’s figure reappeared, his eyes still calm: “All are cultivators of Immortal Martial Dao, all rose from mortal bodies.”
“Where is the sacredness?”
Chen Jiuyang raised his hand and grabbed through the air. A sky-obscuring hand appeared, and he squeezed his five fingers tightly, changing his palm into a fist.
His body erupted with five-colored light, and he suddenly unleashed a punch towards Xia Daosheng.
“Rumble!!!”
With a single punch, the sky was covered, and everyone’s ears seemed to hear the roar of dragons.
“Rebel!!!”
Xia Daosheng let out a roar, unleashing all his divine abilities: “Purple Forbidden!”
Purple true liquid poured out, and a majestic, ancient, and noble aura suddenly appeared, condensing into an imperial seal. Purple light flowed, as if possessing myriad powers, and it met Chen Jiuyang’s fist head-on.
“Bang bang bang—”
Heaven and earth lost their color, and terrifying explosions sounded like the end of the world.
In an instant, the purple imperial seal was shattered by the fist, turning into millions of streams of light, ground down by the immense fist shadow.
It directly moved towards Xia Daosheng’s body.
At this moment, he smelled danger, and his eyes were filled with terror: “How is this possible! A mere rebel can break my Purple Forbidden City’s supreme divine ability?!”
“Rumble!!!”
With a single punch, Xia Daosheng was smashed into the ground.
Then, Chen Jiuyang’s cold voice asked:
“Son of the Purple Forbidden City Sacred Land? Second on the Shanhe List?”
“Just like others, they get injured when they get hit. Where is the sacredness?”
“Nothing more than this.”