Chapter 469 - 238: Do You Think I’m Bluffing?
"You... You demon! Why should I believe you?!"
Dharma Treasury retorted, but a flicker of hesitation betrayed itself in the depths of his eyes.
’I have to live. Only then can I deliver the message. Only then can I have my revenge!’
’This Chen Sheng... He did have a reputation for rarely going back on his word.’
"I, Chen Sheng, have always been a man of my word."
Chen Sheng’s tone was placid.
"What, you don’t even have the courage to take a gamble? Or perhaps you know in your heart that Golden Spring Temple... wasn’t so innocent after all?"
Dharma Treasury’s chest heaved, his mind a battlefield of conflict.
"Fine, I’ll say it... Golden Spring Temple’s... destruction... was... was deserved!"
The last two words were nearly inaudible, yet they carried clearly.
After speaking, Dharma Treasury looked as if he’d been drained of all strength. His face was ashen, but his eyes remained locked on Chen Sheng, waiting for a reaction.
The smile on Chen Sheng’s face broadened, as if he were quite pleased. He nodded, stepped aside to clear the path, and said in a relaxed tone:
"Excellent. I am a man of my word. Dharma Treasury, be my guest."
Dharma Treasury stared intently at Chen Sheng for several long breaths. When he saw that Chen Sheng truly had no intention of making a move, the taut string of tension in his heart loosened slightly.
He dared not delay for even a second. Forcing out a breath of True Qi, his body shot backward, about to disappear into the dense forest once more.
However, in the instant he turned, his guard momentarily lowered.
A dark gleam of blade light materialized from nothing, appearing behind him without warning.
Alarm bells screamed in Dharma Treasury’s mind. With no time to think, his Protective Gang Qi flared instinctively to its maximum strength.
But the disparity was too great.
The dark blade light effortlessly tore through the Gang Qi he had hastily erected, piercing him with unerring precision through the back of his heart and emerging from his chest.
SQUELCH!
Blood sprayed through the air.
Dharma Treasury’s forward momentum came to a dead stop. An immense force carried him backward, viciously pinning him to the trunk of a thick, ancient tree!
"Urgh..."
Dharma Treasury let out a choked grunt as agonizing pain consumed him. His eyes filled with towering resentment and... the ultimate humiliation of being played for a fool.
The next moment, before Dharma Treasury could speak, a sinister, brutal Dark Force surged from the blade into his body, instantly pulverizing his remaining Dantian, Meridians, and what little life force he had left.
The light in Dharma Treasury’s eyes swiftly dimmed. His head drooped limply, his life extinguished.
Chen Sheng dispassionately raised his hand and beckoned. The Dragon Roar Blade let out a soft hum, pulled itself from the tree trunk, and flew back, sliding into the scabbard at his waist with a clean SHINK.
Glancing at the rapidly cooling corpse beneath the tree, Chen Sheng said coolly:
"The one who promised to spare you was ’this person’. As for me, Chen Sheng, wanting to kill you... what has that got to do with ’this person’?"
With a sneer, Chen Sheng didn’t spare the body another glance. He turned, his figure transforming into a streak of light that shot toward Qingfeng Temple.
Only a single, almost invisible crimson spark drifted down, landing right on Dharma Treasury’s corpse. It ignited quietly, the flames spreading rapidly.
...
By the time Chen Sheng arrived at Qingfeng Temple, the situation was already at a knife’s edge.
Above Qingfeng Temple, countless currents of air, each imbued with an incredibly sharp aura, permeated the sky. A single glance revealed hundreds, if not thousands, of them.
The power of each wisp of clear wind was no less than the full-powered strike of a Cultivator in the early Mystic Realm.
This was none other than Qingfeng Temple’s Yin-Yang Clear Wind Grand Array.
Nie Xuanfeng and the others had followed Chen Sheng’s orders. They had not rashly initiated a battle, but had instead dispatched troops to completely surround Qingfeng Temple, where they now lay in wait, poised to strike.
"What’s the situation?"
Chen Sheng looked at the wisps of clear wind in the sky, a hint of caution in his eyes.
Even he wouldn’t dare try to brute-force his way through the Grand Array.
"We surrounded the place as soon as we arrived, but... we suspect Daoist Qingxu’s message arrived before we did. It’s likely a number of them have already escaped from Qingfeng Temple."
Li Qianzhou explained.
Chen Sheng nodded slightly. He had expected as much.
Their speed couldn’t compare to that of a Spirit Talisman. As long as the current leader of Qingfeng Temple wasn’t a fool, they would have certainly sent a group of elite disciples to escape ahead of time.
"Bring me Daoist Qingxu."
"Yes."
Soon, the near-death Daoist Qingxu was brought forward by several Peacekeeper Envoys. Chen Sheng grabbed Qingxu, took a step, and rose into the air before the main gate of Qingfeng Temple. His voice was cold as he spoke:
"Qingxu is here. Who is in charge of Qingfeng Temple?"
"Infinite Celestial Venerable."
Following the soft chant of the honorific, a withered old Daoist emerged from within Qingfeng Temple, walking on air. When his gaze fell upon the dying Daoist Qingxu, a look of shock and fury flashed in his eyes.
"I am Yu Huayuan. You must be Chen Sheng?!"
"Open the Grand Array and surrender. If you do, I can spare Qingfeng Temple and refrain from a massacre. Otherwise, not only will Qingxu suffer Total Annihilation, but all of Qingfeng Temple will share the same fate as Golden Spring Temple."
Chen Sheng’s gaze was cold as he enunciated every word.
"Arrogant."
Yu Huayuan snorted coldly.
"If you possess such Divine Techniques, then by all means, break the array. There are no cowards in Qingfeng Temple."
"You think I’m bluffing?"
Chen Sheng sneered. The Dragon Roar Blade flew from his waist. In the next instant, both of Daoist Qingxu’s arms were severed.
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