Chapter 242: Totally Insane!

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All eyes froze on the gray-clad figure atop the peak.

The entire peak sank into deathly silence.

The Chiyan Sect disciples were the most stunned.

Just moments ago, they had been certain the furious fire wave sweeping the peak was the work of their own Elder Cheng.

Each had cheered excitedly, triumphant and proud.

But the one who unleashed the technique was none other than that gray-robed elder from Tianqing Sect...

A martial artist of Gangqi Realm had unleashed a technique with such terrifying power, reducing three Xiantian martial artists to these charred, disheveled states—this utterly shattered their understanding of martial cultivation realms.

The earlier cheers of “Elder Cheng’s divine might is invincible!” now struck their own faces like loud slaps, turning them into the biggest clowns of the entire scene.

Of course, if they were clowns, then Cheng Yuan was unquestionably the King of Clowns.

Yuan Cheng...

This name, written backward, was precisely the furious threat Cheng Yuan had shouted when Lu Guizhou dragged him away along the Dongfeng mountain path.

Now, those words had returned like a poisoned flying blade, spinning full circle to pierce straight into his own forehead.

After a brief, deathly silence.

The three Xiantian martial artists snapped back to awareness.

Zhu Junwen and Shi Jian were both shocked and enraged.

Shocked that this old man from Tianqing Sect could unleash such a terrifying Fire Seal.

Unprepared, even they, as Xiantian martial artists, had suffered serious injuries.

They had not endured such a humiliating state since the day they first entered the Xiantian realm.

But what enraged them more was that Jiang Ye had just gathered up all six strands of Xiantian energy from the peak?!

That was the true core issue.

It enraged them far more than being burned into this disheveled state.

Before either could act, an even more furious roar tore through the air atop the peak.

“I’ll kill you!!!”

Cheng Yuan finally broke free from the crushing humiliation of “Yuan Cheng,” his eyes blazing red as he locked onto Jiang Ye with deadly focus.

He threw his head back and let out a scream that nearly ripped his throat apart—shrill and hoarse, like a burned beast howling in agony.

Beneath his bald brow, his aged eyes were thick with blood vessels; his charred chest heaved violently, and the dark red Xiantian Gangqi around him exploded like a volcanic eruption, scorching deep crimson cracks into the rocks beneath his feet.

At this moment, his reason had completely evaporated.

His mind held only one thought—

Kill Jiang Ye!

His body shot forward like a rock blasted from molten lava, carrying searing heat as he lunged at the gray-clad figure atop the peak.

“Give me back the Xiantian energy!!!”

Simultaneously, Zhu Junwen and Shi Jian also erupted into motion, three Xiantian pressures crashing down on Jiang Ye like three invisible mountains.

Facing the three furious Xiantian martial artists charging at him, Jiang Ye’s face showed not a trace of panic; he tightened his grip on the blue jade vial.

Then—

He lightly tapped the ground, and his entire body rose effortlessly into the air.

The three furious Xiantian martial artists all missed, their enraged strikes slamming into the spot where Jiang Ye had just stood, blasting out a massive crater, sending rocks flying and dust swirling everywhere.

“What?!”

“He can fly...?”

Zhu Junwen and Shi Jian stared upward in disbelief at Jiang Ye, suddenly suspended in midair—the fury on their faces momentarily frozen.

“Get down here, old man!!!”

But Cheng Yuan didn’t care whether he could fly or not; in his utter madness, he unleashed a torrent of Xiantian fire Gangqi , condensing it into a blazing spear of flame, hurling it straight at Jiang Ye in midair.

Shhh!

The fire spear screamed through the air with a piercing whistle, trailing a long tail of flame like a meteor reversing its course.

Jiang Ye’s lips curled into a mocking smile.

The Bird Form True Intent was one of his hidden cards—he had no intention of revealing it here.

Perfect—he’d use the recoil from this fire spear to retreat back to Dongfeng.

His body didn’t rise higher; instead, it dipped slightly, giving the illusion of descending.

Seeing this, Zhu Junwen and Shi Jian secretly exhaled in relief.

He can’t fly—that’s good.

Looks like he’s just skilled in lightness arts.

That’s not unusual; there are plenty of masters in the upper sects who can leap dozens of zhang high.

Jiang Ye swung his staff backward, the tungsten gold staff meeting the incoming fire spear with overwhelming, brutal force.

Boom—!!!

A deafening crash echoed through the void.

The fire spear was split cleanly in two by the tungsten gold staff; shattered fire Gangqi rained down like a meteor shower, turning the faces of the disciples from the three sects far away pale as paper.

“He actually blocked Elder Ghost Cheng’s attack...”

“Is that staff technique... the Spirit Monkey Shaking Heaven Staff?!”

Seeing this, Zhu Junwen and Shi Jian’s pupils shrank sharply—the horror in their eyes could no longer be hidden.

To unleash that fire seal was already absurd.

But now, this old man’s staff technique was equally terrifying—able to block a full-force, enraged strike from a Xiantian martial artist.

What kind of monster is this?

Only now did they realize how laughably arrogant their previous contempt for Tianqing Sect had been.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ye used the recoil from the collision to adjust his posture, his body retreating toward the eastern peak’s boundary like a leaf swept away by a gale.

From the start, he never intended to clash head-on with three mad Xiantian martial artists.

Getting the Xiantian energy was his only goal.

With his talent, he was not far from achieving Gangqi Great Completion.

Once he entered the Xiantian realm, he’d have all the time in the world to play with them.

“No good—he’s trying to escape!!!”

Zhu Junwen and Shi Jian instantly sensed Jiang Ye’s intent; they roared out warnings and immediately gave chase.

If this old man escaped back to Dongfeng,

the situation would become truly difficult.

Because, according to the upper sect’s rules, they were forbidden from entering Dongfeng’s territory.

Yet, with the help of that fire spear’s recoil, Jiang Ye’s movement was faster—they reached the eastern peak’s boundary before the two could catch up.

“Damn...”

“What do we do?!”

Zhu Junwen and Shi Jian halted abruptly, faces filled with bitter frustration.

These two were furious, yes—but still rational.

The upper sect’s rules were not something they dared to break.

But Cheng Yuan no longer cared about rules or regulations—he roared as he charged toward Jiang Ye like a burning meteor, his aged face twisted with savage madness.

“No matter where you run today, you’ll die!!!”

“I’ll tear you apart with my bare hands today!!!”

Zhu Junwen and Shi Jian watched Cheng Yuan’s reckless charge into Dongfeng, drawing a sharp, cold breath: “This old ghost has truly lost his mind...”

Jiang Ye merely smiled faintly, a flicker of mockery in his eyes:

“Brother Yuan Cheng, you really are...”

“Completely incapable of learning...”