Chapter 177: Shenyan Sect

"Hahaha..., good! Your Excellency, go ahead and rest easy! I will help you watch over her." Huofeng Zhizun laughed brightly; having lived for such a long time, he could naturally see the unusual affection between the two.

"Then Mengchen thanks you, Feng Lao!" Mengchen thanked him sincerely, not forgetting to show off a bit toward Yuechan.

Seeing this, Yuechan stamped her feet in anger, her pearly teeth biting her red lips until they turned purple.

She felt somewhat dazed; a generation's Supreme could be said to be famous throughout the world and shake the Nine Heavens, yet he disregarded his status to help a shameless scoundrel do such an "outrageous" thing?!

Xiaohuang was also slightly stunned at this moment; that Feng Lao would actually agree to such an unreasonable request from him was truly beyond words! This master, who had just become reliable in terms of cultivation, was afraid he would be unreliable in his behavior again. If he forcibly married this woman, he was afraid he would have to call her 'Mistress'! "The word 'lust' is a blade hanging over one's head! Who knows when one day..." Xiyao could tell that Yuechan had no good feelings toward her master; on the contrary, she was full of hostility, so she began to remind him with sarcastic remarks.

These words made Mengchen's brow twitch. He looked up, and upon meeting the gaze cast toward him, Xiaohuang's beautiful pupils shifted. After two dry coughs, she turned her head away, as if to express that she hadn't said anything at all.

"My brother's body, tempered by the Tiandi Luohuo, is naturally impervious to sharp weapons, so the blade hanging over the word 'lust' is naturally no exception," the Tianhu Shaonü said with a smile at this time.

"Enough! Let's go!"

Mengchen changed the subject and called out to the others.

They descended from the void, each with a magnificent aura, crushing the firmament, and headed straight for the volcano where the Shenyan Sect was located, like streaks of lightning across the sky.

The Shenyan Sect had stood for a long time and never fallen, possessing an extremely strong background in the Upper Realm. Had it not been for the many deep-rooted great sects in these Bayu, they would have already ruled the Bayu.

It could be said that even in the Upper Realm, the Shenyan Sect was extremely powerful.

The first target Mengchen chose for revenge was this Shenyan Sect. To avenge the former fellow disciples of the Western Sect who had died, he would start here. Without their existence, no one would be able to threaten Jinchanzi in the future.

The massive volcano below was towering, with sheets of red flames seemingly burning at all times. The huge mountain gate stood horizontally, blocking the way. Vaguely, strands of Dragon Qi rose and circled there; it was an excellent treasure land.

Today, they were very prosperous; otherwise, how would they dare to attack the Western Sect, causing such slaughter and making countless Western Sect disciples die miserably?

Mengchen and the others descended and stood before the mountain gate, looking at this ancient land. Their eyes were solemn, and Xiyao's gaze appeared exceptionally cold and bone-chilling.

"Boom!"

Mengchen stretched out a hand and pressed it toward the mountain gate from afar. A huge golden handprint formed in the void and slapped down at once. The gale was vast, the golden light surged, and the divine might shook all directions.

The mountain gate, refined from two stone mountains, turned into powder, and the great array shattered. This sound shook the heavens and the earth.

"Who is it? How dare you come to my Shenyan Sect to act wildly!"

A roar came from within, and a fierce man rushed out, holding a broadsword and pointing it into the distance.

"It's him, I recognize him! He was the one who chopped off my senior brother's head with one sword back then!" The moment Xiyao saw the man, she screamed, hot tears rolling from her eyes, her expression very agitated.

"So it's you. I remember you, the Saintess of the Xuan Sect. Are you here to throw yourself into my arms? My Holy Son misses you dearly!" The man with a full beard showed a disgusting smile toward Xiyao.

This was a powerhouse in the middle stage of the Array Formation Realm, and his strength was not weak.

"Hmph! What a nauseating guy. Die!" The man's words made Mengchen instantly furious.

He did not say much, directly smashing a fist forward. It was like a huge golden divine mountain, terrifying and incomparable, suppressing and killing downward.

"Clang...!"

The man held his sword horizontally to block, but the broadsword was smashed and broken in an instant, exploding on the spot.

"Puff...!"

The man did not escape either; he was smashed apart by the vast fist power, turning into a cloud of blood mist. His body and soul were destroyed, and he could not even let out a sound. This scene shocked Heizi, Xiyao, the Tianhu Shaonü, and the others. He had smashed a powerhouse in the middle stage of the Array Formation Realm with one punch; he was truly terrifyingly strong now.

The Shenyan Sect's foundation was naturally deep. In an instant, the great array flickered, Runes shot up to protect the place, and one figure after another took to the air, rushing over at high speed.

"It's you..." someone shouted, recognizing Mengchen.

This person had participated in the battle at Lingshan. At this moment, his face changed drastically, even turning somewhat pale: "There is a taboo existence beside this person; I fear we are in trouble."

At this moment, seeing those people flying over from the opposite side, Xiyao's eyes turned red, and even Mengchen's eyes stood up. He had seen these people before; they had all appeared at Lingshan back then.

They had committed too many sins, slaughtering too many Western Sect disciples.

"It's you, you were the one who killed my master back then!" Xiyao pointed at a person and shouted tremblingly. That was an old man with white hair and beard, a Venerable! Xiyao channeled her Divine Power, and in an instant, she seemed to transform into a Zhenhuang, rushing to kill.

"Boom..."

The two collided. Although the Zhenhuang technique was strong, the old man clearly had signs of having ignited his Divine Fire. How could Xiyao, who had just entered the Array Formation Realm, be his opponent?

In an instant, Xiyao was repelled, her chest heaving, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"Old wretch, you dare to hurt her!"

Mengchen's eyes stood up immediately. Xiyao already held an absolute position in his heart. Seeing her hurt, his gaze became piercing, and he pounced forward to kill.

At this moment, he held nothing back, also unleashing the Zhenhuang Law he had thoroughly comprehended. The supreme might suppressed the heavens and the earth, shaking the ten directions. This vast fluctuation shocked the current world!

Not to mention that this Shenyan Sect old man was only a Venerable; even a Divine Fire powerhouse would fear his edge.

Mengchen would never allow the person he wanted to protect to be hurt by others.

Therefore, he struck this blow with extreme hatred. The killing light in his eyes turned into lightning, and the great hatred in his heart made him violent.

"Boom...!"

He threw a punch. The old man, regarding himself as a Venerable, chose to clash head-on with Mengchen. His arm was directly shattered; he could not withstand the edge at all. Then, his body's bones broke inch by inch, and the cold sound of 'crack' was chilling.

He spat blood wildly, his body fell vertically, and he had already lost his combat power. Xiyao took this opportunity to rush down, transforming into a Zhenhuang. As her sharp claws danced, she slashed the old man into hundreds of pieces in just a few breaths, and his vitality was completely cut off.

Although she borrowed Mengchen's power, Xiyao did not care. All she wanted was to make these people pay a bloody price.

Afterward, Mengchen rushed through, carrying boundless golden-red light. A huge Zhenhuang, gorgeous and eye-catching, enveloped him. The vision was astonishing, and they spread their wings to strike the sky together! Along the way, one figure after another of the powerhouses in the Shenyan Sect exploded there; they could not block him for even half a step.

Sheets of corpses and flesh fell, as if it were raining. On the path Mengchen rushed through, the Zhenhuang spread its wings, vast and incomparable, crushing everything in its way! "Boom!"

At the same time, accompanied by golden-red phoenix true fire, those who fell were burned to ashes by the raging true fire!

It was incredibly shocking, making everyone terrified.

Heizi, the Tianhu Shaonü, and Xiaohuang all trembled in their hearts as they looked at his terrifying back.

After some tempering, Mengchen could simply shake the Eight Desolations!

He transformed into a Zhenhuang, carrying a vast ocean of phoenix true fire, emitting dazzling golden-red brilliance that filled the heavens and the earth. For a time, this place was brilliant and intense!

(End of this chapter)