A terrifying aura swept through Qingyang City, instantly making all martial artists feel as if they were standing at the edge of an abyss.
"A spatial world entrance actually appeared here?" Martial Saint Weng Taibei stared in shock toward the Chu family's location. Despite his white hair fluttering wildly, his complexion remained rosy and smooth like a child's. His sharp, hawk-like eyes gleamed with intensity.
"Northern Saint, something's seriously wrong here! I suspect they've obtained the legacy of the vanished Yunxiao Sect from the Nine Heavens Mountain Range. There might even be an Emperor-tier expert guarding this place!" Kui Jie suggested urgently. "Should we notify headquarters to dispatch an Emperor-tier powerhouse?"
Weng Taibei, their mission leader, possessed cultivation at the peak of Martial Saint realm. His combat prowess could rival even Quasi-Saints, making his true strength unfathomable.
"Impossible. The ninth-grade Heaven-Earth Essence Vein here was destroyed by us long ago." Weng Taibei said calmly. "Currently, aside from forbidden zones we dare not enter, all ninth-grade essence veins in the Mortal Realm are under our control. At most, a Quasi-Emperor might emerge here—never an actual Emperor."
His piercing gaze locked onto Chu Jingyue standing prominently on the city walls, immediately identifying him as the person in charge. Updates are released by novel⚑fire.net
"Since you're this city's ruler, why haven't you come out to greet us?" Weng Taibei barked. The Sun Moon Star Formation had activated after Kui Jie's earlier strike, blocking their entry.
Chu Jingyue shuddered under the overwhelming pressure, feeling like prey targeted by a primordial beast. Yet he gritted his teeth and retorted coldly, "Were you friends, I'd welcome you with open arms. But your murderous intent is unmistakable—why should I greet invaders with a smile?"
"How dare a mere Martial King act so insolently? Who gave you such courage?" Weng Taibei's eyes burned with killing intent.
"A dragon?" Weng Taibei gasped. "Impossible! All dragons migrated to the Sacred Realm!" Kui Jie and others gaped in disbelief—dragons were legendary powerhouses in the Sacred Realm.
Assessing the dragon's relatively weak aura, Weng Taibei wondered, "An immature juvenile?" Knowing dragons had lengthy growth cycles, greed flashed across his face. "Capturing a true dragon for the Sacred Realm would bring immense merit!"
"You dare scheme against me?" A colossal azure claw suddenly descended from the sky, smashing toward them.
"Capture it alive!" Weng Taibei roared, unleashing terrifying energy alongside a dozen other Martial Saints. Pale flames erupted from their foreheads as they charged upward with deafening battle cries.
The cataclysmic collision between saintly radiance and the dragon claw sent shockwaves across the land. When the energy dissipated, only the hovering dragon claw remained—the Martial Saints had vanished without trace.
As the claw retracted into thunderclouds, Long Yuan's figure disappeared again. Chu Jingyue and others swallowed hard—this was the Beast God's power? Annihilating over a dozen Martial Saints with one strike?
This confirmed it—the Beast God was undoubtedly a Demon Emperor! Nothing less could achieve such feats.
Near Qingyang City, Beast Taming Sect's Martial Saint Du Laiyuan trembled uncontrollably. "What monstrous existence is that? A Demon Emperor? Even so, you're doomed—Hell's Gate won't let you live!" With so many Martial Saints killed, Hell's Gate would surely dispatch Emperor-tier experts.
Gritting his teeth, Du Laiyuan thought, "This Demon Emperor must die, or our sect will never regain standing in the Qian Region." He immediately began reporting the incident.
The spectacle wasn't seen by Du Laiyuan alone. Countless witnesses now knew the Chu family's Beast God was a Demon Emperor, shattering previous rumors of it being a seventh-tier Demon Venerable or eighth-tier Demon Saint.
Qingyang City instantly became Cangzhou's focal point, soon to dominate the entire Qian Region. However, Myriad Domain Merchant Guild's branch leader Ge Tianli quietly fled to Flame Sun City, knowing Qingyang City would likely soon be erased when Hell's Gate's Martial Emperors arrived.
"What a pity. A promising family about to vanish." Ge Tianli sighed.
Yet the Chu family remained unperturbed. The Beast God's actions proved it had formidable backing—they simply needed to follow its directives and strengthen their clan.
"Elder Thirteen, you seem troubled." In the clan hall, Chu Jingyue noticed Elder Chu Linpeng's distracted expression.
The white-haired elder sighed. "My grandson Chu Feng... he must have perished in the Nine Heavens Mountain Range. Two months without news..."
"Chu Feng?" Chu Jingyue frowned, recalling the determined youth with terrible talent who trained relentlessly for a decade without advancing past first-tier warrior. He'd once considered recommending Chu Feng to the Beast God, but ultimately chose more gifted candidates like Chu Shan.
"Accept reality." Chu Jingyue said heavily. In their world, death lurked everywhere. Despite the clan's current might, survival still depended on individual capability.
Meanwhile, deep in the Nine Heavens Mountain Range...
A twenty-year-old youth suddenly opened his eyes, sharp light bursting from their depths. After years stuck at first-tier warrior, he'd not only broken through but reached peak third-tier Martial Master!
"Success! After enduring eighty-one trials in the illusionary realm, I've finally obtained the Chaos Pearl!" Chu Feng examined the black pearl inside him, emitting wisps of chaotic energy that continuously refined his body. Given time, his mediocre physique would evolve into the peerless Chaos Divine Body!
Surveying the countless skeletons around him—failed challengers of the pearl's trials—Chu Feng shuddered. Only his indomitable will cultivated since childhood had saved him from sharing their fate.