Chapter 298

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Protagonist:

Jiang Xuan

In Duan Kong Cheng, the scorching sun blazed like fire, the air baked dry and twisted, suffocating.

Jiang Xuan stood opposite seven Venerables, their spiritual power surging around them, trying to suppress Jiang Xuan with overwhelming momentum and make him retreat.

Jiang Xuan's expression was calm as water, his gaze mocking.

Suddenly raising his hand, he lightly tapped Boy's chest.

In an instant, a mysterious and majestic power surged forth from within Boy's body.

Immediately after, a deafening howl resounded through heaven and earth, an ancient and grand furnace, carrying the might of Pangu's Axe, surged out from his chest howling.

This was Boy's Supreme Furnace; upon its appearance in the world, the winds and clouds changed color.

Light flashed on the furnace body, the scorching breath it emitted instantly raised the surrounding temperature, space like boiling water, rippling with layers of distortion.

The furnace shook violently, emitting a dull sound like the roar of an ancient primordial beast, everyone's souls trembled.

The seven Venerables were stunned by this sudden change, their arrogance instantly turning to terror.

Just as they were dazed, the Supreme Furnace erupted with a terrifying suction capable of destroying heaven and earth, like an endless black hole, madly devouring all vitality and spiritual power around it.

The seven Venerables felt an irresistible immense force like millions of ropes, tightly wrapping and pulling at themselves.

The surrounding space was instantly frozen; they horrifiedly discovered their bodies were imprisoned, spiritual power blockaded, only able to watch helplessly as they were dragged toward the furnace mouth burning with blazing fire.

Before they could utter desperate screams, they were sucked in.

Jiang Xuan's expression was calm; he slowly turned, patted Boy's head, "Learned it? This is your innate divine ability."

Boy's small face flushed red with excitement, his little head nodding like pounding garlic, he quickly nodded and shouted crisply: "So I have such powerful power!"

Duan Kong Cheng fell into deathly silence.

Everyone raised their heads, stupidly gazing at the sky where the terrifying scene had just occurred, time frozen at this moment.

This city, usually bustling and noisy, was now quiet as a place of death, even breathing sounds disappeared.

Only occasionally the corner of clothes blown by a gentle breeze made faint sounds.

The battle on Fire Emperor's side had long stopped; everyone gaped at this side, their weapons weakly dropping to the ground.

They never imagined that the seven Venerables, just moments ago unrivaled and full of momentum, would in an instant be easily wiped out by Boy's Supreme Furnace.

Jiang Xuan gazed at the Supreme Furnace as its light and momentum slowly receded, then raised a hand and beckoned; the furnace steadily returned into Boy's body.

Everything of the seven Venerables was also refined, only waiting for Boy to slowly absorb it.

Jiang Xuan leaned down, looking gently at Boy, softly asking: "On this trip to Bai Duan Shan, what treasures did you get?" Actually he knew clearly in his heart, just wanting to hear Boy share.

Mentioning the harvest from Bai Duan Shan, Boy's eyes "swished" bright, excitedly his face flushed red, like a lively little monkey leaping down from Jiang Xuan's back.

"Master, I got so many treasures!" Boy shouted while searching in his storage space, then like presenting treasures, placed one treasure after another before everyone.

He first held up a strange flower flashing blue light, petals like crystal carving, exuding vitality and spirituality, excitedly saying: "This is the Holy Medicine Spiritual Artifact Divine Flower, able to bring the dead back to life and cure difficult miscellaneous diseases!" Then picking up a small peach tree, its branches full of fragrant tender fruits: "This is the Little Holy Medicine Xian Tao Shu; eating the fruits can greatly increase internal force!" Then picking up a jade bottle, the liquid inside mysteriously circulating: "This is Taiyi True Water, essential for alchemy, very precious! And more..."

As the treasures were laid out, spiritual power overflowed, five-colored lights flashing, everyone exclaimed in admiration.

Jiang Xuan watched, the corners of his mouth rising, patted Boy's head, praising: "Impressive!" Boy smugly rubbed against Jiang Xuan's hand.

However, Jiang Xuan did not take the treasures, but raised his hand, using his finger to lightly tap Boy's forehead.

In an instant, mysterious information flowed into Boy's mind, all alchemy techniques, from identifying herbs and controlling fire, to comprehending alchemy path laws and spiritual power fusion skills, none missing.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace inheritance naturally would not lack alchemy inheritance.

Boy's mind instantly cleared; alchemy images appeared before his eyes, techniques repeatedly rehearsed in his mind.

Jiang Xuan smiled and explained: "These techniques combined with your treasures can refine pills extremely helpful for cultivation; study them well, let them exert their greatest effect."

Boy nodded hard, his eyes full of determination and excitement: "Master, I will definitely refine immortal pills, let Master become an immortal!"

Jiang Xuan slowly turned, his sleeves gently fluttering with his movement, making hunting sounds.

His gaze penetrated space, sweeping over Duan Kong Cheng; the deathly silence and fear pervading the city were all taken in by him.

Then his gaze turned toward the direction of Fire Emperor and others, where traces of battle remained, the aftermath of spiritual power not yet fully dissipated.

Finally, his gaze fixed on the distance, his eyes instantly sharp.

Those few figures were precisely the Venerables who, after receiving news, had rushed here anxiously.

They originally were full of momentum, spiritual power surging around them, in a posture wanting to make a big move.

But when their gaze touched Duan Kong Cheng, their steps suddenly stopped, heavy to the point they could not move forward not a bit.

They widened their eyes, incredulous, terrified, mouths open, yet for a long while unable to speak.

Stone Emperor was also among this group; his usual dignified and solemn face was now full of complex expressions.

Stone Emperor's appearance this time was not with the thought of snatching Boy's treasures.

Quite the opposite, he had come specially to uphold justice for Boy and back him up.

Stone Emperor recalled the misfortune of Boy back then having his Supreme Bone dug out; the Stone Imperial Family, due to slow reaction, layers of requests and hesitation, missed the best opportunity,

Back then unable to extend a helping hand in time, and this time, Stone Emperor immediately set out upon receiving news.

But fate seemed to play a joke on him again; he still could not arrive at the critical moment, still late by a step.

Looking at the scene already settled before his eyes, Stone Emperor's heart was full of annoyance and helplessness.

Jiang Xuan's eyes were calm yet majestic; anyone swept by his gaze, even a Venerable, would involuntarily avoid his line of sight.

The powerful oppression contained in that gaze was like a deity, making people fearful.

In an instant slaying seven Venerables, how is that different from a deity?

Before Jiang Xuan, his so-called pride and strength seemed so insignificant and not worth a blow.

Jiang Xuan stood tall and straight, scanning his surroundings. "Now, the holy medicine is on this Disciple of mine." His voice was low yet clear.

His gaze seemed tangible; starting from the city walls of Duan Kong Cheng, it slowly swept across the cultivators in the city, then skimmed over the battlefield, finally settling on the group of powerhouses.

"Who wants it?" Jiang Xuan tilted his head slightly, the corner of his mouth hooking into a curve, carrying a few parts mockery, yet also full confidence. "Come take it!"

Brief, resounding, as if a heavy bomb had been dropped into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.

Yet not a single person dared respond first; the atmosphere was so oppressive it was nearly suffocating.

The cultivators in Duan Kong Cheng were mostly at the King and Marquis level, and there were even quite a few with even lower cultivation levels.

These people didn't dare breathe a sound right now, let alone have the courage to speak up and interject.

They hid in corners, full of fear, secretly sizing up this sword-drawn, bow-bent scene, silently praying this storm would not implicate them.

Those Venerables who had just experienced a fierce battle with the Fire Emperor and the others now stood in place, their expressions complex.

Their gazes flickered uncertainly, sometimes looking at Jiang Xuan, sometimes at each other, their eyes full of worry and dread.

Before making a move on Boy, they had indeed anticipated that a powerhouse might jump out to block the way, and they considered themselves fully prepared. Relying on their superior numbers, they thought that even if a few Venerables appeared on the other side, they could handle it with ease.

However, Jiang Xuan's appearance completely shattered their wishful thinking. The strength he displayed — those terrifying means of instantly killing seven Venerables — far exceeded their imagination.

Against strength like this, their previous confidence was so laughable and ignorant.

Right now, their hearts were full of regret and annoyance, yet they had no plan.

Just at this deadlocked moment, a Human Race Venerable finally mustered courage,

and stepped forward. He squeezed a stiff smile onto his face, his voice trembling slightly as he said: "Fellow Daoist, there must be some misunderstanding here, we..."

"Fellow Daoist? Are you worthy?"

Jiang Xuan's face was stern, the coldness in his eyes even heavier. Not waiting for that Venerable to finish speaking, he extended a finger and pointed.

His movement seemed casual, yet carried a kind of undeniable resolve. As he lightly raised his hand, a thread of fiery red lightning from Boy's chest instantly tore through the long sky, racing toward that speaking Venerable.

"Misunderstanding?" Jiang Xuan let out a cold hmph, full of disdain. "When you were snatching my Disciple, why didn't you say misunderstanding?"

The Hong Lu's speed reached the extreme; almost in the instant the crowd had yet to react, it had already arrived before the Venerable.

That Venerable widened his eyes, his face written full of shock and incredulity. He wanted to dodge or block, but discovered his body seemed imprisoned by an invisible force, unable to move.

Before the powerful might contained within the Hong Lu, he was like an ant, without the slightest ability to resist.

In a split second, the Hong Lu pierced straight through the Venerable's body, bringing a splash of bright blood, and emerged from his back.

The Venerable's body swayed, the light in his eyes rapidly dimming. Then, like a section of charred wood stake, he fell stiffly to the ground.

Everything happened too suddenly; the crowd hadn't even had time to cry out in alarm before this brief and fatal clash had ended, leaving only a dead silence and a gradually cooling corpse.

A deafening "Boom" rang out, the air domain exploded, and the last Venerable fell.

The remaining few people instantly had their livers and gallbladders shattered.

Panic, fear.

They no longer cared about their usual dignity and face; divine power erupted without reservation.

Divine light, blinding and chaotic, scattered fleeing in different directions.

Jiang Xuan would absolutely not let them off easily.

This person's actions were decisive; every move proclaimed their doom today.

Jiang Xuan watched the four fleeing people, helplessly shook his head, a trace of mockery flashing across his face.

"Run?"

In his eyes, these people were merely trapped beasts still fighting; the ending was already destined.

Words not yet fallen, the Hong Lu instantly shuttled through the Void.

Its speed reached the extreme; in the blink of an eye it caught up to those Venerables fleeing for their lives.

Each one it caught up to, a spray of blood light splashed, an unwilling miserable scream tearing through the long sky.

A moment later, everything returned to calm; these few people also followed in the footsteps of the previous eight Venerables, body and Dao extinguished.

Leaving only a stretch of dead silent air domain.

Having dealt with these, Jiang Xuan cast his gaze toward Duan Kong Cheng.

The people in the city were now like frightened birds, trembling all over.

Some people in the city were descendants of those Venerables, or their proud disciples, but he had no intention of making a move.

In his view, these people had no direct grievance with him. If in the future they foolishly attempted revenge, Jiang Xuan naturally would not fear, calmly waiting for them.

However, they would first have to get past Boy's barrier.

The uniquely supreme Past Ages Desolate Heavenly Emperor Boy would block the way for this Master of his.

Jiang Xuan lifted the blockade on Duan Kong Cheng; those "melon-eating masses" watching in the city only then seemed to wake from a terrible nightmare.

They widened their eyes, staring at the scene before them, bodies unable to help trembling.

Bewilderment! Terror!

Mouths slightly open, yet unable to emit a single sound.

Their brains a complete blank; all language ability and thinking ability were stripped away in this instant.

These people were either born into prominent Ancient Families, raised in luxury since childhood, enjoying endless resources and Glory. Or they themselves possessed formidable strength, becoming Kings and Marquises on the Cultivation Path, dominating one side. Or they were gifted with outstanding Cultivation Talent, regarded as Heaven's Pride, with boundless futures, knowing many Hidden secrets of the World.

In their understanding, Venerables were the ultimate powerhouses of the mortal world, standing at the Peak of the Eight Domains, Overlords of all spirits' life and death.

But today, right before their eyes, over a dozen Venerables couldn't even organize a single decent resistance, and were easily wiped out like ants, body and Dao extinguished.

There was no imagined earth-shaking great battle, no hot-blooded splattering heroic slaughter, not even any dazzling, peerless precious technique clashes.

Everything happened so flatly, without a single ripple; the Venerables' illustrious prestige and their ant-like manner of death formed a intense contrast, filling everyone's Inner Heart with a sense of disharmony.

Over a dozen Venerables, how did they fall to this state?

Those once imposing, unmatched Figures have now vanished so silently, not even stirring a single splash.

With the blockade lifted and the Venerables dead, those Heaven's Pride and Kings and Marquises no longer had the courage to stay.

In their view, this place had already become a Great Fierce land; every moment they lingered added another measure of danger.

So they all packed their belongings and hurried away, not even having time to glance back once before they fled this city.

Even those who usually lingered in Duan Kong Cheng year-round dared not hesitate in the slightest, leaving in haste, fearing they would be caught up in this calamity.

"Am I that terrifying?" Jiang Xuan was somewhat speechless; he considered himself someone who convinced others through virtue.

(Chapter End)