Chapter 201

"What happened?"

"Where did those demons and monsters come from, daring to wreak havoc on our Feather Ascension Sect, are they so brazen?"

Inside the Golden Immortal Hall, upon hearing those wailing cries, the many senior Thus we have Title: Elder standing on Pure Yang Crystal Mountain could no longer attend to Fang Qingxue, and, startled and angry, released their divine thoughts, sweeping from the hall doorway toward the Feather Ascension Heavenly Palace outside.

In an instant, everyone saw a tall figure walking across the Feather Ascension Heavenly Palace, heading straight toward the Golden Immortal Hall.

He was a valiant young man, black hair draped over his shoulders, his expression cold beyond words; as he walked, he casually slew one after another of the Feather Ascension Sect Thus we have Title: Elder who leapt out to try to stop him or reason with him.

He was like a death god reaping lives, showing no mercy, his heart filled only with slaughter; wherever he passed, blood flowers bloomed, wailing cries shattered the heavens, severed limbs, intestines and organs littered everywhere, turning the ethereal Feather Ascension Heavenly Palace into a hell of demons.

Even many elders who, seeing the unfavorable situation, shut the palace gates tight and trembled hidden in corners, were found one by one by him, and with a flick of his finger he unleashed spells that sent them to the Western Heavens.

As if entering a realm without people!

Undoubtedly, this blood‑letting youth was Chen Zheng, who came from the Luminous Fortune Land.

However, those he killed were all people of the Heavenly Capital, such as Ji Hui, whose life‑binding talisman he had nullified, later restored by Feng Baiyu with creative Qi.

And also dozens of elders who had been summoned out of the gate by Ruyi Zi, stood with Ruyi Zi inside the Ruyi Palace, attempting to punish him.

As for those who bore no grudges against him, as long as they did not jump out to cause trouble themselves, he would not kill indiscriminately.

For example, the hundreds of elders and deputy masters standing at the doorway of the Heavenly Punishment Hall watching this side—the Tian Gong Thus we have Title: Elder, the Transmit‑Power Thus we have Title: Elder, Jiang Rourou, the Medicine King Thus we have Title: Elder, Dan Yangzi, Chen Tianxia, Yi Jianqiu, and so on—he did not move a single one.

But those people were also greatly frightened by Chen Zheng's ruthlessness, their faces turning pale, bodies trembling.

The Transmit‑Power Thus we have Title: Elder and Jiang Rourou showed little fear; instead their expressions were pained, sighing deeply, as if they had long foreseen that Chen Zheng would one day come knocking with murder.

It is worth mentioning that the appearance of the Heavenly Punishment Thus we have Title: Elder has become vastly different from the Chen Zheng of old before he left the Feather Ascension Sect.

He is no longer the smooth‑faced, beardless youth, nor does he retain the authority and fierce aura of overseeing sect punishments; instead he has become a middle‑aged man with a scraggly beard, exuding resentment, as if a great blow had aged him dozens of years.

He truly was struck; the last time Chen Zheng left the Feather Ascension Sect, he was hit by hundreds of divine abilities within Chen Zheng's Golden Core.

After Chen Zheng departed, he was struck by Wu Mingkong, went mad, and in front of the entire sect he declared Wu Mingkong a sinner of the Feather Ascension Sect, insulting him as an old dog and demanding he eat excrement.

The Feather Ascension Sect should have risen powerfully because of Chen Zheng, surpassing the Taiyi Sect and the Luminous Fortune Land to become the foremost of Xuanhuang, but all was ruined by Wu Mingkong's nonsense trials.

At that time Wu Mingkong forced him to kneel, cut off his arm; if not for Feng Baiyu repeatedly intervening, he would already have been slain by Wu Mingkong.

Since then his mindset changed drastically; he harbors extreme hatred for Wu Mingkong.

Now, seeing Chen Zheng slaughtering wildly in the Feather Ascension Heavenly Palace, he is not shocked but delighted, laughing maniacally as if to say Chen Zheng's killing is well done.

His eyes even brim with anticipation as he looks toward the Golden Immortal Hall, as if expecting Chen Zheng to rush in and behead Wu Mingkong.

Inside the Golden Immortal Hall, many senior Thus we have Title: Elder also saw Chen Zheng killing outside, startled upon startled.

"Chen Zheng is not at the Luminous Fortune Land presiding over the Luminous Immortal's four‑thousand‑year longevity banquet, fighting a death duel with Tai Hun Tian; how did he run to our Feather Ascension Sect? What on earth does he want, does he intend to provoke a war between Luminous Fortune Land and our Feather Ascension Sect, a kill‑all scenario? No, we must go out to stop him, we cannot let him continue killing, otherwise the Thus we have Title: Elder of our Feather Ascension Sect will be wiped out! Without our core strength, our Feather Ascension Sect will fracture and can no longer match the other nine celestial paths!" The Blue‑Faced Venerable roared in anguished fury.

The many Thus we have Title: Elder are the ones they invested vast resources and time to cultivate; each is extremely precious, future reserves for senior Thus we have Title: Elder, and to have them slain by Chen Zheng is such a waste.

Only this Blue‑Faced Venerable, though roaring loudly and causing the entire Golden Immortal Hall to hum, shows no intention whatsoever of going out to stop Chen Zheng.

He instead retreats, his ugly blue face written with terror.

He is scared.

Not only him, Sun Xihua, the Five‑Sword Lord, King Xiuli, and other senior Thus we have Title: Elder are all frightened, their faces turned white.

No one can muster the courage to rush out and stop Chen Zheng; they can only watch helplessly as elder after elder die by his hand, while the distance to the Golden Immortal Hall shortens.

Because everyone knows that anyone who goes out will be killed, Chen Zheng slaughters them as easily as killing chickens.

Chen Zheng can even slay the Nine‑Tripod Immortal Sovereign of the Seventh Realm of Eternal Life; such a great villain is beyond what their third, fourth, fifth‑realm senior Thus we have Title: Elder can stop.

Now either many senior Thus we have Title: Elder must unite to activate the Feather Ascension Heavenly Palace, a supreme Dao artifact, or the Three Saints of Feather Ascension must act personally to punish Chen Zheng.

"Chen Zheng, that treacherous demon, has turned on our Feather Ascension Sect; the elders within are in peril. I request the three Patriarchs to act personally and eradicate the demon!"

The Five‑Sword Lord inhaled deeply and shouted hoarsely toward the three great suns hanging in the firmament.

In the center of the three great suns, the middle one already displayed the figure of Wu Mingkong; the other two seemed to sense the commotion outside the Golden Immortal Hall, emitting vast fluctuations, revealing two middle‑aged men, the other two Patriarchs among the Feather Ascension Three Saints: Zhao Shenyang and Wang Kunlun.

Although the two Patriarchs' cultivation is not as high as Wu Mingkong's, they have also reached the Realm King stage, each as formidable as the Nine‑Tripod Immortal Sovereign.

"Please, three Patriarchs..."

Sun Xihua, the Blue‑Faced Venerable, and other senior Thus we have Title: Elder, upon hearing the Five‑Sword Lord's words and seeing all three Patriarchs appear, snapped out of panic and shouted toward the Feather Ascension Three Saints.

But as they were only halfway through their shout, a booming explosion rang, shaking heaven and earth, hurting their eardrums, causing their internal organs to shift.

The crowd gasped, hurried toward the source, and saw Fang Qingxue with a cold expression; atop the Bronze Giant Cannon of the Thunderstorm City on his head erupted immortal lightning, firing a world‑shaking blast that, bearing the power to annihilate the world, pierced heaven and earth, striking the Five‑Sword Lord who first proposed that the Feather Ascension Three Saints eliminate Chen Zheng.

According to legend, the Thunderstorm City was forged in ancient times by the Celestial Mother of Lightning using the unique celestial spirit thunder stones of the immortal realm.

The cannon on the city is called the Immortal Ancient Thunder Cannon; it once slaughtered immortals and killed deities in antiquity, a great killing weapon of the Thunderstorm City, comparable to the Wheel of Reincarnation in the Jiao Fu Huangquan Map—once fired, anyone hit is certain to die.

At that moment, the Five‑Sword Lord felt an unprecedented death threat; the world around him turned a blinding white, his eyes could see nothing, his divine sense detected no existence, he lost all perception, even unaware of where the cannon fire originated.

He is merely a living target.

"Save me!" he shouted in terror; without someone helping him, death was certain.

"Fang Qingxue, you dare to harm others; have you forgotten the sect's kindness to you? Since that is so, I hereby strip you of your Thunderstorm City!" A furious roar echoed from the leftmost sun in the firmament.

It is Zhao Shenyang, one of the Three Saints!

He rose from the center of the great sun, like a son of the sun, eyes sharp as lightning, his whole being radiating murderous momentum; with a massive hand shielding everything, he swiftly seized the cannon fire from the Immortal Ancient Thunder Cannon into his palm.

"Hoo hoo hoo!"

The Five‑Sword Lord, seeing himself saved, gasped heavily, his face showing a post‑catastrophe relief, then instantly became angry and ashamed, wanting to question Fang Qingxue why she suddenly struck him, and whether there remains any respect for seniority.

But Chen Zheng's cold voice suddenly came from outside the hall: "Zhao Shenyang, you are courting death."

Before the words even finished, a cannon blast roared from outside the hall, more terrifying than Fang Qingxue's earlier shot, deafening, like an ancient demon god roaring in the chaotic era.

Bang!

The world‑shattering cannon fire descended, looking like fireworks, yet no one could discern its trajectory nor react in time; all they knew was the fire moved faster than their mental limits.

The cannon fire flashed and vanished.

Everyone saw that Zhao Shenyang, who moments ago stood majestically at the center of the great sun, did not even have time to scream before he and the great sun vanished into nothingness, leaving no trace.

"Wh... what?"

"Zhao Shenyang, the Patriarch, has fallen?"

All the Supreme Elders inside the Golden Immortal Hall were dumbfounded, their eyes bulging like copper bells, staring blankly at the spot where Zhao Shenyang had been.

"How could that be? Chen Zheng could never kill Zhao Shenyang, impossible!"

Wu Mingkong and Wang Kunlun turned pale in horror, shouting in unison, unable to believe that Zhao Shenyang could be annihilated by a single blast from Chen Zheng.

Zhao Shenyang's cultivation was such that, ten thousand years ago, he had already ascended to the Realm of World King.

Strictly speaking, Zhao Shenyang's magical power was threefold stronger than that of the Nine Tripod Immortal Sovereign; even if he were not Chen Zheng's equal, he could still spar with him, let alone be killed by a single blast.

Moreover, the speed of that blast was such that even Wu Mingkong, the highest cultivator present and standing beside Zhao Shenyang, could not intervene—it was utterly incomprehensible.

The only explanation is that Chen Zheng has grown stronger, his combat power surpassing the Realm of World King.

Possibly even surpassing Wu Mingkong.

At that thought, Wu Mingkong and Wang Kunlun sensed danger, leapt back, trying to escape the sun they stood under, fearing they too would be killed by Chen Zheng's blast. They shouted to all the still‑shocked Supreme Elders inside the Golden Immortal Hall: "Everyone, our Yuhua Gate has faced a calamity even more terrifying than the Linglong Disaster. Quickly, join us in activating the Yuhua Heavenly Palace; together we must slay Chen Zheng, or we will all perish…"

Boom—!

Before their words finished, Chen Zheng outside the Golden Immortal Hall launched the Great Calamity Ancient Cannon once more.

Another earth‑shaking, terrifying roar rang out; this time Wang Kunlun perished, vanishing with Zhao Shenyang in an instant, along with the Great Sun.

"Our Yuhua Gate has… lost another Patriarch?"

"Could it be that today our Yuhua Gate will truly be annihilated by Chen Zheng?"

The multitude of Supreme Elders were terrified beyond measure; many felt their bodies go limp, nearly collapsing.

Boom—!

Outside the Golden Immortal Hall, Chen Zheng fired again, this time targeting Wu Mingkong, the First Patriarch of Yuhua Gate.

That old dog is the mastermind.

To guarantee a killing blow, Chen Zheng even created two clones, then merged them with the character "He" (Combine), amplifying his original power of 1.7 million Prime Celestial Dragons to a terrifying 5.1 million dragons.

Wu Mingkong suddenly felt a chill to his bones, a strong omen of death arising within him.

No matter where he hid, even if he summoned the Yuhua Heavenly Palace for defense, death would be unavoidable.

He screamed in terror: "Chen Zheng, for the sake of our former brotherhood, stop now! If you cease, I will relinquish the Patriarch seat of Yuhua Gate to you, even teach you the Great Yin‑Yang Technique…"

At that moment, Wu Mingkong no longer bore the bearing of Yuhua Gate's First Patriarch.

He, like everyone else about to die at Chen Zheng's hands, wore regret and terror on his face.

He truly knew he was wrong.

From the start, he should not have acted unilaterally and driven Chen Zheng out of the sect.

Now, not only did he miss the chance to ascend to heaven with Chen Zheng's henchmen, but he also invited a disaster of killing.

Now it is too late to repent.

He only begs Chen Zheng to spare him.

If spared this once, he swears he will serve Chen Zheng as a beast of burden for eternity, without complaint.

A Mixed Cave Realm cultivator as a beast of burden—perhaps Chen Zheng would be moved?

Unfortunately, Chen Zheng gave no reply at all; only ruthless cannon fire came forward, striking his chest, annihilating body and spirit, a death beyond death.

From then on, the three saints of Yuhua perished completely, sparing even the need to dig graves.

All the Supreme Elders in the Golden Immortal Hall who witnessed the three saints' deaths were left speechless.

Even Sun Xihua, Venerable Qingmian, Lord of Five Swords and other Supreme Elders collapsed like dead dogs, drenched in cold sweat.

The hall fell silent.

Only the "tap, tap" of footsteps approached from afar, crystal clear, as if urging death.

It was Chen Zheng stepping from the main gate of the Golden Immortal Hall into everyone's view, yet no one dared meet his gaze; his eyes were so cold they made souls shiver.

He held a oil lamp, its wick burning, with an illusory tiny figure on it sizzling in the flame, emitting a ghost‑like wail that made everyone in the hall's scalp tingle.

"Deng… Deng Ao?"

Many looked at the illusory figure on the lamp's wick in Chen Zheng's hand and recognized who it was.

No one expected that Deng Ao's soul had not yet died, bound by Chen Zheng on the wick as a sky lantern, tormented day and night.

How cruel.

Chen Zheng showed no sign of cruelty, strolling up to Fang Qingxue and asking concernly, "Qingxue, are you alright?"

Fang Qingxue shook her head: "I'm fine."

Chen Zheng said gravely, "Even if you possess the City of Thunderstorm, your fists cannot match four arms; from now on, do not act so rashly."

"Junior Brother Chen, you were the one who introduced me to the gate; I was your senior sister for a day and will always be your senior sister, you need not teach me anything," Fang Qingxue frowned at him, seemingly displeased, then dryly added, "I will be more careful in the future."

Chen Zheng's face broke into a warm smile: "Your Immortal Ancient Thunder Cannon is indeed powerful, but its firing consumes too much, and you lack enough Pure Yang Pills to sustain it. The Pure Yang Crystal Mountain inside the Golden Immortal Hall is quite valuable; I'll fetch it for you now, so you won't worry about consumption later. Even cultivators of the Eighth, even the Ninth, of the Immortal Realm can be killed with a single shot."

"Fetch it for me, so Deng Ao can clearly see, after the three beasts, how I invited these Yuhua Gate Supreme Elders to their deaths."

As he spoke, he handed the oil lamp he held to Fang Qingxue for safekeeping.

(End of Chapter)