Heaven-Surpassing Divine Emperor

Ever since his cultivation broke through to the Union Palace Realm Eighth Stage, Jiang Chen’s strength had reached a new level, his combat prowess becoming even more heaven-defying!

Especially after comprehending Time Sword Intent, which allowed him to execute the Present Form from the Three Lives Technique, Jiang Chen’s strength had risen yet again.

This was a Divine Skill!

Relying on the Present Form he had mastered, killing an expert at the Third Stage of the Human King Realm was a simple matter!

Zhao Hongluan’s eyes glinted strangely. "Such immense power. He seems even stronger than before!"

"Truly incredible!"

Gai Shi licked his lips, his eyes burning with a fiery passion. "Jiang Chen... he’s a really good opponent!"

Lying in a pool of his own blood, Zifeng Jun’s face was filled with agitation.

A trace of hope finally appeared on his pale face as he cried out in a hoarse voice, "Jiang... Jiang Chen... save me... save my sister..."

"Don’t worry. I’ll bring Hanshuang back safe and sound."

Jiang Chen patted Zifeng Jun’s shoulder, took out several Withered Wood Rejuvenation Pills for him to consume, and watched as his injured body slowly began to recover. Then, Jiang Chen handed Zifeng Jun over to the Black Emperor.

The Black Emperor’s small frame carried Zifeng Jun and flew off to the side.

Watching Zifeng Jun disappear into the distance, Jiang Chen took a deep breath and turned to Song Jiuxiao. "Let Hanshuang go, and I’ll give you a quick death. Otherwise, I’ll make you regret ever being born into this world!"

At these words, Song Jiuxiao just laughed.

He clutched his stomach, roaring with laughter and bending back and forth, as if he had just heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

A moment later...

Song Jiuxiao’s laughter stopped abruptly. His hand shot out and grabbed Purple Wind Frost by the hair, lifting her entire body up to his side.

Purple Wind Frost’s pretty face was covered in bruises, blood spilling from her mouth. With her hair gripped tightly, her watery eyes, filled with despair and pleading, looked at Jiang Chen. "Jiang Chen..."

"Bitch, shut your mouth!"

Song Jiuxiao snorted coldly, grabbed Purple Wind Frost by the head, and pulled her toward him.

At the same time, he violently raised his knee.

BOOM!

His hard knee smashed directly into Purple Wind Frost’s mouth.

Nearly all of Purple Wind Frost’s teeth were shattered by the impact. Blood sprayed from her mouth as she clutched it with both hands, screaming in agony.

Song Jiuxiao sneered viciously. "Feel that? Fucking hell, you were asking for a beating!"

He casually kicked Purple Wind Frost in the abdomen, sending her flying to crash heavily onto the ground.

Like tossing aside a toy he’d grown tired of.

A blatant disregard for human life!

What a chillingly cold world this was.

Jiang Chen was seething with uncontrollable rage.

Although Purple Wind Frost could be a bit spoiled and prideful like a young miss, she was still his friend—and more than that, the sister of his brother-in-arms. Jiang Chen had always treated her like his own little sister. How could he not be furious, watching his sister suffer such torture before his very eyes?

He had reached the absolute peak of his fury.

"Song Jiuxiao, you deserve to die!" Jiang Chen said, enunciating each word.

"I deserve to die?"

Song Jiuxiao paused, a cold, indifferent sneer on his face. "Who the hell do you think you are? You think you’re worthy of speaking to me of death?"

"Die!"

Jiang Chen wasted no more words with him.

With a thunderous roar, his figure shot forward.

He instantly activated the Golden-winged Roc Body Technique.

A pair of brilliant, golden wings abruptly appeared on Jiang Chen’s back. With a flap, he took flight, transforming into a streak of golden light that seemed to tear through the void.

He appeared before Song Jiuxiao in an instant, sweeping his sword across in mid-air. As expected of the third-ranked peerless expert on the Human Venerable List, Song Jiuxiao reacted immediately.

"Sumeru Monument Opening Hand!"

Song Jiuxiao let out a low roar.

A dark golden light erupted from both of his hands as he thrust them forward and then tore them apart to the sides.

RUMBLE...

It was as if this patch of the Celestial Vault itself was being ripped apart.

BANG!

Although the longsword was sharp, it was forcibly torn apart between Song Jiuxiao’s hands. As the Sword Aura shattered, Song Jiuxiao lunged forward, passing through the disintegrating Sword Aura to appear before Jiang Chen.

His hand, like a Netherworld Ghost Claw, was already reaching for Jiang Chen’s heart.

SWISH!

With a flick of his wrist in mid-air, Jiang Chen’s longsword spun violently, hugging his body like a propeller, threatening to slice off Song Jiuxiao’s hand.

But Song Jiuxiao was a vigilant man. Seeing the danger approach, his figure flashed and he explosively retreated.

Causing Jiang Chen’s sword strike to hit nothing but air!

"You want to kill me with just this meager ability? You’re dreaming!"

An arrogant look covered Song Jiuxiao’s face. Even as he retreated, he abruptly pushed off the void and shot back. "Jiang Chen, face your death!"

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Punch after punch followed one another, a surging tide of fist shadows rolling toward Jiang Chen like giant waves.

The aura around Song Jiuxiao grew more and more powerful.

He was like an invincible War God, with no extraneous thoughts—only the desire to fight, only the will to kill his enemy!

"Nine Heavens Divine Fist!"

Song Jiuxiao’s figure flickered and suddenly vanished. Immediately after, a figure appeared to Jiang Chen’s left, a vicious fist smashing toward his vitals.

’Damn it!’

Jiang Chen cursed inwardly, but he could only brace himself and defend.

Once again, Song Jiuxiao was as persistent as sticky candy.

He attacked again and again, launching sneak attacks. Each time, if his strike missed, he would immediately retreat.

It truly enraged Jiang Chen to no end!

"Jiang Chen, weren’t you acting so arrogant? Didn’t you want to be a busybody? Hahaha, you can’t even find where this young master is! Hahaha..." Song Jiuxiao’s gloating voice echoed in his ears.

More and more experts gathered in the surroundings.

Every one of them looked at Jiang Chen with pity and strange gazes. "I can’t believe it. Jiang Chen actually dared to provoke Song Jiuxiao? That’s the third-ranked super genius on the Human Venerable List, a peerless monster! Jiang Chen really doesn’t know his own limits!"

"He’s just playing to the crowd!"

"He’s going to lose!"

Many of the experts were saying the same.

In the crowd...

Long Jingyun was standing among them, his arms crossed and his gaze cold. Watching Jiang Chen being passively beaten under Song Jiuxiao’s assault, he shook his head slightly. ’What exactly does Gai Shi see in him? To say this kid will be a formidable rival in the future? Him? How is that possible?’

And at the other end.

A figure completely wrapped in a black cloak slowly raised its head to look at Jiang Chen, its eyes incomparably sinister. ’Fight! The fiercer the battle, the more brutal, the better my chances will be!’

Regardless of what the surrounding crowd was thinking, at this moment, Jiang Chen’s mind was incredibly calm.

His gaze was indifferent as he faced Song Jiuxiao’s repeated sneak attacks and provocations.

Suddenly...

Jiang Chen’s eyes flew wide open. His hand shot through the air, and his right hand, like a tiger’s claw, latched on with a SNAP! to the fleeing Song Jiuxiao.

He had grabbed him by the ankle. Immediately after, he violently slammed Song Jiuxiao toward the ground.

THUD!

Song Jiuxiao crashed heavily onto the ground, dazed and disoriented. "Damn it, you actually found me? No, it must have been a coincidence! Jiang Chen, next time, you won’t be able to catch me!"

"Next time?"

Jiang Chen, one hand still gripping Song Jiuxiao’s ankle, revealed a grim killing intent on his face and said slowly, "Sorry, but there won’t be a next time!"