Chapter 414: Leina: Hmph, Don't Ever Get on My Bed Later

414. Chapter 414 Leina: Hmph, Don't Ever Get on My Bed Later

"Well done!"

Qianxunji let out a loud shout, his inner divine power surged, his foot struck the ground, and he turned into a flash of golden light rushing toward Pan Zhen.

Both moved at incomparably swift speeds, covering a kilometer in an instant.

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with golden rays, instantly maxing out his Fire Eye Golden Pupil power, while he clenched his Golden Cudgel tightly.

Whenever Qianxunji sensed danger, he would immediately jump into the battlefield at full force.

Pan Zhen, seeing Qianxunji within arm's reach, brandished his God‑slaying War Spear, its silver light flashing, and thrust it straight at Qianxunji's chest.

Qianxunji swung his Xuan Yuan Sword directly at the spearhead of the long spear.

Pan Zhen saw this, sneered contemptuously in his heart, thinking to himself, "What a death wish."

Sure enough, still too young and lacking combat experience, he chose to meet him head‑on.

Does he not know he also possesses the Third Generation God Body's Sun power and most of its technology?

It seems a single move can end the battle.

Pan Zhen directly poured the energy of a separate nuclear bomb into his long spear.

"Kill!"

Pan Zhen roared, the spear flared with scorching red light, and he thrust it fiercely.

Qianxunji felt the terrifying energy within the spear. Damn, Pan Zhen the kid, his heart is truly too dark.

The energy of this thrust was at least equivalent to a ten‑million‑ton nuclear bomb; a single thrust would flatten an entire city.

Seeing this, Qianxunji mobilized the energy of his Fourth‑generation God Body's Sun power into the Xuan Yuan Sword, but he only summoned twice the amount of energy that Pan Zhen possessed.

"Boom!"

The Xuan Yuan Sword collided with the spear, producing a massive roar instantly.

At the same time, a huge mushroom cloud surged upward, and a terrifying shockwave blasted outward.

The Xuan Yuan Sword sliced through the spearhead, splitting the entire spear in half. It then cut across Pan Zhen's shoulder, severing his entire right arm.

The superiority was instantly clear!

"You lost!"

A faint voice rang in Pan Zhen's ears.

"Ding... Ding!"

The spear fell to the ground, clanging "ding ding".

Pan Zhen's face turned deathly pale, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

He could not imagine Qianxunji's power being so overwhelming; a single move had defeated him outright.

Moreover, he realized that the earlier sword could have sliced off his head, but Qianxunji only cut off his arm, sparing his life.

Suddenly, Pan Zhen stared at the indiscriminate shockwave spreading outward, anxiously looked up at the hundred‑thousand celestial soldiers and generals above, and shouted hoarsely:

"Run away!"

But after shouting, Pan Zhen looked at the hundred‑thousand celestial troops in despair.

Because his speed could never surpass the speed at which the earlier attack generated the shockwave.

The scorching red‑light shockwave, brimming with destruction, instantly razed a ten‑mile‑radius plaza, and just as it was about to mercilessly crush the hundred‑thousand celestial troops two hundred meters above, a sigh was heard.

"Alas!"

Qianxunji let out a deep sigh, waved his large hand, and a golden haze appeared outside the shockwave.

The scorching red shockwave slammed onto the golden haze instantly.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

In an instant, deafening roars echoed around, and the city walls below were shattered into dust.

After the roar, the destructive shockwave was intercepted by the golden haze Qianxunji had summoned.

The hundred‑thousand celestial soldiers and generals looked at the golden haze blocking before them, then glanced down at the outstretched hand, its palm shimmering with golden light belonging to Qianxunji, realizing it was Qianxunji who saved them.

Earlier they had already passed through the Ghost Gate; had it not been Qianxunji, most of them would have turned to ash by now.

Now, their gaze at Qianxunji was uncertain, whether gratitude or anger.

"Old Qian... cough cough... why the hell didn't you block for me?"

At that moment, a cough sounded, and Sun Wukong's complaining voice rose.

Qianxunji turned his head, glanced at Sun Wukong, and burst into laughter:

"Pfft... Haha... Haha..."

Before his eyes, Sun Wukong's golden hair was burned clean off, his face and crown turned charred black.

Fortunately, he wore dark alloy armor, so nothing was exposed.

Qianxunji smiled and said:

"Brother Monkey, I know your strength; a shockwave of this level can't really harm you."

"But your whole body... haha... is just too funny... haha..."

"Old Qian, you're still laughing?" Sun Wukong glared at Qianxunji, his divine energy surged, and golden hair sprouted rapidly over his body.

In just three breaths, the hair fully regrew, as if it had never been ravaged.

Qianxunji clenched his hand into a fist, the golden light on his palm vanished, the Xuan Yuan Sword faded from the air, his hands placed behind his back, his sharp eyes fixed on Pan Zhen.

Pan Zhen watched the hundred‑thousand celestial troops unharmed, breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Qianxunji with a complex expression and said gratefully:

"If it weren't for you, the hundred‑thousand celestial troops of the Fierce Sun we just had would have been almost all gone; we owe you thanks."

Pan Zhen said, then bowed to Qianxunji.

Qianxunji didn't even help Pan Zhen up; after all, he is now Leina's man, Leina is the Empress of the Fierce Sun, and he himself is the emperor... emperor consort????

Then, Pan Zhen paying his respects is also acceptable.

Pan Zhen bowed, looking at Qianxunji with a complex expression, not knowing what to do for a moment, and the scene fell into silence.

In Pan Zhen's view, given the strength Qianxunji just displayed, he had definitely reached the Fourth-generation God Body, and could even rival the known universe's strongest, Holy Kaisa.

Moreover, Qianxunji, at over 150 years old, reaching this point is simply too fantastical.

If he hadn't just been defeated by Qianxunji, he would never believe that Qianxunji's strength could be so great.

Moreover, Pan Zhen knows that with Qianxunji's strength, their Blazing Sun absolutely cannot resist.

If Qianxunji wanted to destroy their Blazing Sun, he would have no recourse and could only stall desperately.

Moreover, over a thousand years ago, he led a hundred thousand heavenly troops to invade Lanxing; if Qianxunji now destroys their Blazing Sun, it would also be justified.

If the Blazing Sun falls, what face would he, Pan Zhen, have to meet the former king.

However, the first piece of luck is that fortunately Leina is not in the Blazing Sun.

As long as Leina lives, their Blazing Sun has hope.

Moreover, given that Leina joined the Hero Battalion, Qianxunji should not kill her in the future.

But with the Blazing Sun gone, how can he face the former king? He cannot die in peace.

"Brother Ji, what have you done to our Blazing Sun?"

Just then, a familiar voice sounded from afar.

Pan Zhen looked up and saw Leina flying over quickly, soon arriving beside Qianxunji.

"Leina, hurry up, hurry…"

Pan Zhen shouted instinctively, but the next moment he stared dumbfounded at the scene before him.

Leina came up and grabbed Qianxunji's ear, twisted it hard, and softly admonished:

"Brother Ji, you've destroyed our Blazing Sun's heavenly court to such a state; if you don't explain yourself today, don't even think about getting into the goddess's bed."

(End of chapter)