Chapter 134: I held up Fang Qingxue!

Chen Zheng finished speaking, and his towering body moved.

Boom—

His thick, long arms, like pillars holding up the sky, suddenly extended, palms spread, covering the sky and sun, enough to press down several great mountains, like swatting flies, he slapped toward the forty-plus Taiyi Sect disciples who, shocked by his sudden enlargement, were desperately fleeing in one direction.

"Chen Zheng, spare my life! As long as you let me go, our grudges with the Taiyi Sect will be wiped clean!"

"No, it's not my concern; I just left seclusion, my monthly stipend is a hundred Nascent Soul Pills, I'm merely here to make up the numbers in the Five Elements Land..."

"Ah, demon lord, I'll fight you to the death!"

These forty-plus disciples were terrified out of their wits, feeling the sky above them utterly shattered by Chen Zheng's incoming giant palm, pressing down on them, nearly breaking their minds and spirits.

Many shouted angrily, ready to die, unleashing treasures or divine abilities, wanting to fight Chen Zheng to the death.

Many also gave up struggling, their faces ashen, trembling as they begged for mercy.

They were afraid.

In the face of death, even the most stubborn person feels fear and dread.

Unfortunately, neither resistance nor pleading availed.

Chen Zheng's eyes, like black lakes, held no emotion; his giant palm paused not, descending from the heavens and flooding this realm.

The forty-plus Taiyi Sect disciples suffered a heaven-toppling disaster; all were blown up by a single slap, their bodies exploding pop-pop-pop, blood rain spraying the sky.

"This..."

Seeing this horrific scene, Song Weiyi, Zhao Xuan Yi, and others instantly felt a chill rush from the soles of their feet to the crowns of their heads, their whole bodies turning icy cold.

Chen Zheng was too ferocious.

He was ferocious to the point of being utterly outrageous!

What kind of monster have they provoked?

Is there truly any way to survive today?

At this moment, Chen Zheng's body stood fifteen hundred li tall, like a giant elephant.

They were merely a group of tiny ants.

The gap between them was too vast.

Even if the ants scattered and fled, they would likely be unable to escape the elephant's attack range in a short time.

What to do?

Rumble……

Chen Zheng wouldn't care what they thought; he again extended his great hand, sweeping horizontally across the heavens.

His attack method was simple and brutal, without any flourish, like autumn wind sweeping leaves—wherever it swept, large numbers of Taiyi Sect disciples' bodies exploded, and no amount of screaming or pleading helped.

He had previously said that all Taiyi Sect disciples on the Five Elements Land must die.

No one could be exempt.

Nobody can escape the fate of death!

Pop-pop-pop……

One after another Taiyi Sect disciple struck by the palm turned into blood mist.

In the blink of an eye, over four hundred disciples of the fifth and sixth levels of divine abilities died, causing a fishy wind to rise and blood rain to fall between heaven and earth.

Only Zhao Xuan Yi and other Ancient Giants, along with a few others, remained fortunate enough to be alive.

Some charged into outer space, some fled underground, and two, their eyes bursting from seeing countless fellow disciples die horribly, gave up fleeing and sought a desperate last stand.

"Chen Zheng, you're not human! You're a devil ten thousand times more evil than a demon lord, a wicked ghost! I cannot coexist with you under the same sky!"

"Traitor, go die!"

These were a male and female Ancient Giant, named Zhu Yangyi and Li Wan Yi, who let out cries like a cuckoo bleeding blood, unleashing the secret method of burning lifespan, taking madness-reducing lifespan pills, and fearlessly rushed back from afar, their bodies emanating terrifying destructive fluctuations.

Knowing their hope of escape was slim, they simply returned to perish together with Chen Zheng.

Indeed, it was mutual destruction.

Even with the secret method and madness-reducing lifespan pills stimulating them, their mana surged tenfold, reaching the power of over four million Xuanhuang fierce horses, yet they had no confidence to oppose Chen Zheng.

Their only choice was to self-destruct their natal golden cores, dragging Chen Zheng down as a cushion, to avenge themselves and their fallen fellow disciples.

This would also help the other Ancient Giants like Song Weiyi turn danger into safety.

Even if it didn't kill Chen Zheng, at least it would wound him severely, creating an opportunity for others.

"Ah!"

In the distance, Song Weiyi, Zhao Xuan Yi, and others saw Zhu Yangyi and Li Wan Yi resolutely, like moths to a flame, flying toward Chen Zheng, and all let out mournful cries.

Watching two fellow disciples who had cultivated together for hundreds of years march to their deaths to give them a chance to live, their hearts felt as if cut by knives.

But what could they do?

All they could do was pray that Chen Zheng would surely be blown to smithereens by the two's self-destruction, annihilated in both body and spirit.

Failing that, they at least wanted to wound Chen Zheng, then finish him off, thoroughly suppress him, bring him back to the Taiyi Sect, and hand him over to the Sect Leader Tai Hun Tian to be demoted to livestock, to dwell with pigs and dogs, suffering forever.

Boom—rumble! Boom—rumble!

Amid the intense anticipation of Song Weiyi and others, with Fang Qingxue and others watching anxiously, Zhu Yangyi and Li Wan Yi flew to over fifteen hundred li high in midair, approaching Chen Zheng's head towering into the clouds; just as his great hand was about to seize them, their two natal golden cores exploded with a boom.

Heaven shook, earth trembled!

The energy from the two golden cores' explosion was like thousands of volcanoes erupting simultaneously, forming an endless devastation storm, like an interstellar hurricane raging, scouring the universe, violently washing over Chen Zheng's enormously huge fleshly body.

Then……

And then there was no afterwards.

Chen Zheng still stood proudly in place, his flesh unharmed, his giant eyes not blinking at all, like a primordial divine mountain standing at the edge of the universe, unmoved by billions of years of erosion.

However, his blood-stained robe was lifted by the storm of the golden core explosion, like a flag in the wind, snapping loudly, adding threefold arrogance and tyranny to his towering, mighty frame.

On his huge face lay contempt; he waved his sleeves, dispersing the heavenly storm, and casually said, "Golden core self-detonation—is that all?"

Senior Brother Chen is mighty!

The Hundred Battles True Person and others were once again moved by Chen Zheng's heroic bearing, their hearts and spirits shaken, filled with excitement and exhilaration.

No, you're wrong!

Jin Rilie stared fiercely at the crowd, speaking righteously: "You should address Young Master Chen as Eldest Senior Brother, for he is already invincible in the Shen Tong Mi Jing, completely surpassing that traitor Hua Tian Du!"

No, you're wrong too.

Prince Yi appeared from nowhere, stared at Jin Rilie, and corrected: "Such a great existence as Young Master Chen should be called the Supreme Patriarch!"

Yes! Supreme Patriarch, mighty!

The Hundred Battles True Person and others, as if struck by a sudden shout, all snapped awake, hurriedly shouting fervently toward Chen Zheng.

Jin Rilie glanced at Prince Yi, a flicker of apprehension crossing his eyes before disappearing.

"Junior Brother Chen is indeed invincible in the Shen Tong Mi Jing." Fang Qingxue drew a deep breath, her eyes full of shock.

Although she had already suspected, Chen Zheng might already possess the strength to not fear a Golden Core self-detonation.

Yet seeing it with her own eyes, she still couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

"Those two Taiyi Sect disciples took a pill that temporarily stimulates magical power; their self-detonation could kill a Ninefold divine ability cultivator, even injure a Tenfold divine ability cultivator, yet it couldn't budge this one? What kind of fleshly body is this, and what divine ability is he displaying?"

Deep underground, the Chiyuan Demon Lord, who had been secretly observing Chen Zheng, suddenly widened his old eyes, looking somewhat dazed.

Chen Zheng is only at the Fifthfold divine ability realm, yet his physical body is already this strong, practically on par with a Dao artifact.

How terrifying!

Adding to that, Chen Zheng's earlier casual slaying of Wang Tianyi and his various means of escaping Wan Lianshan's pursuit make him even more terrifying.

Chen Zheng is certainly no ordinary mortal.

What exactly is he?

Could he be a reincarnation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal from the Immortal Secret Realm?

Or perhaps a Grand Ancestor Immortal higher than that?

Or even a Supreme Immortal?

Or even a sovereign whose lifespan matches heaven?

The Chiyuan Demon Lord frowned tightly, staring at Chen Zheng, falling into deep thought.

"No... I can't believe it! How could a Golden Core self-detonation not kill him? It's absolutely impossible!"

How could such a heaven-defying monster exist in the world? Why is this happening...

Song Weiyi, Zhao Xuan yi, and other Ancient Giants stared with eyes like copper bells, letting out incredulous roars.

At this moment, they have lost all strength and means, left only with despair spreading throughout their bodies, swaying on the verge of collapse, almost collapsing.

It's over.

Completely doomed.

You may also proceed on your way.

Chen Zheng spoke, both arms extending, grabbing toward those whose Dao-hearts had collapsed, like lambs to the slaughter—Song Weiyi and the others.

The first to bear the brunt was Song Weiyi, whom Chen Zheng seized in one grip, crushing into a bloody mess of flesh.

Then two... four... eight...

In the blink of an eye, all the remaining people lay dead, clean and tidy.

Taiyi Sect disciples, all wiped out.

Their magical treasures, hundred-treasure pouches, natal Golden Cores, and the like all fell into Chen Zheng's hands.

"This is Song Weiyi's Spirit Sword, not a metal object but a sword forged by condensing mind and spirit, employing sword intent, born from the bones—far more precious than ordinary same-rank magical treasures, not bad. Zhao Xuan yi's Six-Eyed Seal of Divinity Stele is even more precious; each of the six stone tablets is a supreme-grade magical treasure, they can form a grand formation to condense the Seal of Divinity Eye, wielding immense power, allowing one to fight across realms. Inside also lies a damaged Seal of Divinity Great Art, capable of cultivating the six viscera, and it is one of the Three Thousand Great Daos."

Chen Zheng's massive frame shuddered, returning to normal size; after briefly examining the spoils, he couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

In this slaughter of the Taiyi Sect disciples, he reaped eighteen supreme-grade magical treasures, over four hundred high-grade magical treasures, and nearly six hundred low- and medium-grade magical treasures.

Upon returning to the Great Xuan Empire, selling this batch of magical treasures could yield nearly a hundred billion White Yang Pills.

Moreover, the Nascent Soul Pills inside the hundred-treasure pouches of all the Taiyi Sect disciples total over eighteen million, which converts to eighteen billion White Yang Pills, another fortune.

These pills together with the numerous magical treasures already exceed a hundred billion White Yang Pills in value.

Last time Chen Zheng sold the Black Tortoise Pavilion to the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, it was only 155 billion.

The treasures Chen Zheng now obtains from the Taiyi Sect disciples are only three to four billion short of matching the value of the Black Tortoise Pavilion.

No wonder they say it's the gold belt of murder and arson.

Plundering is the fastest way.

As long as one is diligent, sooner or later one can grow rich by one's own hands.

Moreover, the natal Golden Cores of Song Weiyi and the others are also quite valuable, containing many great and supreme divine abilities of the Taiyi Sect.

Even the sect's supreme secret art, the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations.

These Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations are extraordinarily formidable, being twelve branches of the Great Catastrophe Art, ranking among the top ten of the Three Thousand Great Daos, not inferior to the Great Five Elements Art.

Once this art is unleashed, calamity tribulation clouds shroud the four directions, making heaven and earth weep, ghosts and gods howl, the void shatter, bringing unfathomable, miraculous disaster upon all beings.

In a certain sense, one who cultivates the Great Catastrophe Art is tantamount to mastering the heavenly tribulation.

Precisely for this reason, the Taiyi Sect harbors the ambition to unify the Mysterious Yellow Grand World and establish order through merit.

If this were truly accomplished, one can imagine that as soon as anyone violates the Taiyi Sect's rules, they would immediately face heavenly tribulation, being blasted to annihilation of both body and spirit.

That said, the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations of the Great Catastrophe Art are merely twelve among countless tribulations; compared to the True Demon Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Body's interlocking 'each character a tribulation,' they are utterly incomparable.

Nevertheless, he still needs to master this Great Dao, but there's no rush; first hunt down Five Elements demonic beasts, perfect the other four divine abilities of the Great Five Elements Art, then advance to Sixthfold divine ability.

"Qingxue, you have just reached the Golden Core realm and need to accumulate magical power; by absorbing these divine abilities, you can consolidate your Golden Core and soon break through to Eighthfold divine ability."

Chen Zheng returned to the area where the Ascension Sect disciples were, smiling as he waved his hand; three Golden Cores flew out from his body, instantly dissolved by his true fire into clusters of divine ability forming a great formation, various splendors flashing, drifting toward Fang Qingxue.

"That is the Taiyi Sect's Taiyi Divine Thunder Break, Nine Dragon True Form Wave, Imperial Heaven Infinite Fist... fifteen divine abilities!"

「Look quickly, inside there are also the Doomsday Heavenly Disaster, Great Sun Fire Disaster, Black Sun Wind Disaster, Earth Difficulty, Mind Intention Difficulty, Soul Spirit Difficulty divine abilities! Hiss, the Three Disasters and Nine Difficulties are all complete! 」

The Feather Ascension Sect crowd returned from their earlier shock, gazing at those clusters of divine ability formations and exclaiming in surprise, with envy showing in their eyes.

You must know, each of the divine abilities among the Three Disasters and Nine Difficulties is equivalent to the Feather Ascension Sect's sect-protecting supreme art, the Void Yin-Yang Dao, whose power can be described as shocking heaven and earth, making ghosts and gods weep.

Moreover, only the sect master of the Feather Ascension Sect can cultivate the Void Yin-Yang Dao; others have no qualification.

If anyone secretly learns the Void Yin-Yang Dao, the Three Saints of the Feather Ascension Sect will jump out to exterminate the learner.

Thus one can see how precious the Void Yin-Yang Dao is.

And now, Chen Zheng directly takes out twelve divine abilities that are on par with the Void Yin-Yang Dao and gives them to Fang Qingxue.

And they are all cultivated by disciples of the Supreme Unity Sect, naturally making everyone envy them endlessly.

"Give them to me?"

Fang Qingxue looked at the many divine ability formations before her, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. After thinking, she shook her head at Chen Zheng and said, "Junior Brother Chen, it's not that I'm being polite with you, but rather the Coiling Martial Mighty Divine Ability that Junior Brother you entrusted Fang Bian to give me—I haven't yet had time to enter the sect, I haven't opened up a second mental sea, so my mana spring's capacity is limited and cannot absorb so many divine abilities."

Chen Zheng waved his hand with a smile: "This is easy, leave it to me."

Fang Qingxue blinked, not understanding its meaning.

Chen Zheng suddenly extended a finger, pointing at her snow-white, delicate forehead.

She instinctively stepped back, wanting to dodge.

Chen Zheng soothed: "Don't move, it'll be quick."

She froze, allowing the fingertip to land on the center of her brows, skin pressing tightly against skin.

The next moment, she felt a mysterious character injected through Chen Zheng's finger into her brow center, arriving at her mana spring, carrying mysterious power and giving a strong thrust.

She then surprisingly discovered that her mana spring was continuously expanding, instantly becoming many times larger.

Enough to hold tens of millions of horses' worth of mana!

She was shocked again.

(End of chapter)