Chapter 273

"If you're a man, then come fight me yourself, don't rely on a woman." As he spoke, Ye Xuan swung the Haoxuan Emperor Cloud Sword, his aura already strengthened to Saint Grade three stars.

His face was full of confidence.

Xu Chen said lightly, "Your injuries from Jing Lian's attack have just healed, are you sure?" Ye Xuan couldn't swallow this anger: "I'm sure." Hadn't he grown stronger just to beat Xu Chen?

If he didn't act now, he truly didn't know when he'd get another chance.

Xu Chen chuckled lightly, raised his eyes and said, "Then I'll tell you next—no matter when, you'll never get a chance."

He was too lazy to make a move now, so with his Second-turn Martial Saint Divine Sense, he directly executed the Saint Grade high-level "Divine God Soul-Suppressing Palm."

"Whoosh!"

The next second, this "Divine God Soul-Suppressing Palm" carried vast and surging Spiritual Qi, its aura locking onto Ye Xuan.

In an instant, space cracked, and spatial turbulence howled without end.

The palm imprint was extremely fast, reaching Ye Xuan in the blink of an eye.

Ye Xuan felt this incomparably fierce Divine Sense and cried out in horror: "Your Divine Sense has actually reached Second-turn?"

In just one year, Xu Chen skyrocketing to the Martial Saint realm was already enough.

"Even his Divine Sense could be improved—how is that possible?" Ah!"

The next second, Ye Xuan was directly sent flying by this "Divine God Soul-Suppressing Palm," letting out a miserable shriek.

When he landed, fresh blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, terror showed in his eyes, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Xu Chen said calmly, "If it weren't for the Saint Grade inner armor you newly obtained and other means helping you block a lot, you'd already be a corpse right now."

For a moment, Ye Xuan was so afraid he didn't dare say another word.

The surrounding crowd seeing this felt even more shocked in their hearts.

Their mouths slightly agape, they realized Xu Chen shattering the Fo Chan Shuang Yin was only normal performance.

This palm strike severely injuring Ye Xuan was the true skill.

This guy, how terrifying.

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For a moment, the crowd no longer envied Ye Xuan.

Although Ye Xuan had obtained the Martial Emperor Inheritance, Ye Xuan's current state of being beaten was indeed somewhat miserable, making them vaguely feel as if the Martial Emperor Inheritance was nothing special either.

Ling Zunzhe was secretly shocked: "Disciple, fortunately your master blocked one more strike for you, otherwise you really would have been done for."

Ye Xuan was inwardly shaken: "His Divine Sense attack just now was actually terrifying to this extent?" Ling Zunzhe said with a complicated expression: "Yes, if your master hadn't grown stronger alongside you, your master would have been done for just now too."

After thinking, Ling Zunzhe sighed even more in his heart.

What a pity, Xu Chen isn't his disciple, otherwise he would probably have already revived by now.

But things had come to this, there was already nothing to be done.

Ye Xuan sighed inwardly: "I'm always a bit below Xu Chen, always—how unwilling I am."

Ling Zunzhe scolded: "If you want to grow stronger, you must work hard. Now you have the Martial Emperor Inheritance, what are you still afraid of?"

Ye Xuan nodded inwardly: "I understand, Master."

Xu Chen said lazily: "The Martial Emperor Inheritance seems to be just so-so." Such an arrogant remark, in theory, should have drawn everyone's contempt.

But the one saying this was Xu Chen, so for a moment no one dared to retort. "Heh heh, little fellow, you've got quite a big mouth."

In that instant, a light laugh suddenly came from between heaven and earth. "Boom!"

Immediately after, a massive golden and black intertwined pillar of light piercing the heavens suddenly appeared.

In an instant, within a radius of ten thousand miles, all was dominated by pressure.

Countless towering trees were instantly displaced.

Space trembled, turbulence raged without end, heaven and earth suddenly changed color, and hurricanes howled ceaselessly.

This—was Emperor Might.

Everyone's faces changed drastically—who was this person, to possess such pressure.

They had moved to ten thousand miles away, feeling a sense of relief at having survived a disaster.

Then, they watched that pillar of light piercing the heavens with wary faces, full of shock.

Who on earth was this?

Instead, Jing Lian seemed to sense something and hurriedly jumped up saying: "Master, it's the former master."

Xu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly—oh, Anlong Wudi?

He remembered that in his past life there was no such plot.

So it turned out this Anlong Wudi wasn't dead yet.

But thinking about it, there should probably only be a remnant soul left.

Perhaps the pressure was strong, but a remnant soul wasn't something he had no way to deal with.

"Hum!"

Soon, that pillar of light piercing the heavens gradually weakened, and the figure within slowly appeared before everyone.

They saw that person with hands pressed together, wearing a red kasaya, a string of prayer beads hanging around his neck.

His face was resolute, presenting the appearance of a youth, like a young monk.

But strangely, his body had a golden dragon and a black dragon of Spiritual Qi coiling around it.

There was also a fused mark at his brow, black and gold respectively.

Clearly a symbol of Buddha Light and Magic Qi.

At this moment, this Anlong Wudi looked at Xu Chen: "You're not bad."

Xu Chen thought for a moment—this Anlong Wudi had no connection with him after all.

So Xu Chen responded: "Not bad, it's just that you're not as strong as I imagined."

Anlong Wudi laughed, "Did I disappoint you?"

Xu Chen nodded and said, "A little, but that Emperor Might of yours at the end wasn't bad — killing a few dozen Martial Saints wouldn't be a problem."

As he spoke, there was faintly a tone of appraising and judging a Martial Emperor.

His expression was calm and composed, perfectly at ease, without the slightest fear.

Luo Qianshang and the other three swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Damn, Xu Chen actually dares to pass judgment on a renowned Martial Emperor—impressive.

Anyway, they wouldn't dare, because if the Martial Emperor got angry, they'd surely lose their lives.

A Martial Saint's wrath dyes a hundred thousand li in blood.

But a Martial Emperor's wrath can dye a million li in blood.

Anlong Wudi said coldly, "Then you still dare to comment on this Emperor?"

Xu Chen said, "Is a Martial Emperor that amazing? If I fought with everything I had, you might not be able to kill me."

As he spoke, a sharp, fierce aura was released from Xu Chen's eyes, and his body's battle intent gathered even more wildly.

He had a Secret Technique that could slay a Martial Emperor.

But it was also extremely harmful to the body, with severe aftereffects, and it damaged his foundation — he wouldn't use it unless absolutely necessary.

However, if Anlong Wudi wanted to make a move, then he would keep him company.

Then, Anlong Wudi said approvingly, "You are stronger than most of the people present.

But what this Emperor speaks of is not your strength, but your conviction and courage.

With this conviction and courage, your future achievements will not be low." Everyone inwardly cursed — Xu Chen was fine, and even got praised?

Damn, if they'd known earlier, they would've put on an act too.

Xu Chen said lightly, "Perhaps."

Anlong Wudi couldn't help but ask, "I have a Cultivation Method and martial art of dual cultivation of Buddha and demon — this Emperor's true inheritance. Do you want it?"

Xu Chen was stunned: "Why not give it to Ye Xuan?"

Anlong Wudi said helplessly, "He doesn't have the qualification for dual cultivation of Buddha and demon, but you do.

Just now, this Emperor intended to bestow the inheritance upon you, but who would have thought you wouldn't even bother seeking it. I never expected that I, a renowned Martial Emperor, would be looked down upon by a mere Martial Saint, sigh." Xu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly: "I am quite mad." Anlong Wudi said calmly, "Do you think this Emperor is not mad?" Everyone was baffled—what did those two lines from these two even mean?

Why did they feel like they couldn't quite understand? A sinister smile curled at the corner of Xu Chen's mouth: "Then how about I just devour you? If I devour you, my Divine Sense can be greatly enhanced. At the same time, the martial arts and Cultivation Methods in your mind, I can also explore them." Holy shit!

The moment these words came out, everyone present was instantly dumbfounded.

They've lost their minds.

You, a mere Martial Saint, actually want to devour a Martial Emperor's soul.