Han Feng's face turned somewhat unsightly. The reincarnation of Great Sovereign Batian was just too terrifying. He could kill so many Immortal Venerables with a wave of his hand. He could see that given the strength of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, even if he attacked them personally, he would be killed instantly by them. Even if he didn't use the Monarch Sword, he would still die tragically in the hands of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
However, when Han Feng saw the calm face of Jiang Chen beside him, he couldn't help but raise his thumb to Jiang Chen inwardly. He was a dignified half-step Sovereign, but his temperament wasn't even comparable to that of a young Immortal Emperor. The fact that Jiang Chen could still maintain his composure under such a situation showed that Jiang Chen was destined to be a powerful figure.
After killing those Immortal Venerables, the Northern and Southern Dynasties shifted their gaze to Jiang Chen once more. The corner of his mouth was wearing a grim smile. His killing intent soared to the sky. His powerful aura locked onto Jiang Chen and Han Feng.
"Jiang Chen, I've said it before. You're no match for me. You'll die in my hands sooner or later. Now that I've gained enough power, you're just an ant in front of me. I can crush you to death with just a finger. What else do you have to say?" Jiang Chen said coldly.
The arrogance of the Northern and Southern Dynasties was boundless. At this moment, he truly didn't put Jiang Chen in his eyes. In his point of view, Jiang Chen had already become a turtle in a jar. There was no way that Jiang Chen could escape from his hands unless there was a miracle.
"Is that so? You should have thought that there would be an accident every time. "
Jiang Chen's face was still as indifferent as ever.
Hearing this, the faces of the Northern and Southern Dynasties that were laughing wildly suddenly became ferocious. Jiang Chen's words were like a knife stabbing into his heart, because Jiang Chen's words were not wrong. Whether it was in the Mortal World or the Immortal World, every time he was certain to defeat Jiang Chen, a miracle would happen in the end and change the outcome. Originally, he had the upper hand, but in the end, he became the unlucky one.
Therefore, even though the Northern and Southern Dynasties were certain that they had Jiang Chen in their grasp, the uneasiness in their hearts still surfaced.
"Jiang Chen, I want to see what kind of miracle will happen today."
The Northern and Southern Dynasties clenched their teeth. Their killing intent grew thicker and thicker. They had never wanted to kill someone so badly before.
"Brother Jiang, I'll hold him off first. You should leave quickly. The Celestial Sovereign still needs your help. Even if I have to risk this old life of mine today, I'll ensure your safety."
With a sway of his body, Han Feng appeared in front of Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen nodded to himself. He had a good impression of Han Feng. No matter what, Han Feng was very loyal to Nangong Wentian. In order to help Nangong Wentian, Han Feng was willing to sacrifice his life.
"Old man, since you're courting death, I'll kill you first."
The Northern and Southern Dynasties said and slashed at Han Feng with the Monarch Sword.
* Rumble … … *
At this moment, the Immortal Burying Coffin moved. The huge ancient coffin blocked in front of Han Feng. When the indestructible Monarch Sword slashed at the Immortal Burying Coffin, it produced a clanging sound and a lot of sparks. However, no matter how powerful the Monarch Sword was, it could not leave any mark on the Immortal Burying Coffin.
Great Sovereign Batian was powerful, but he was still inferior to the ancient Great Sovereign Zang Xian. In a sense, the reputation of the Monarch Sword was a level lower than that of the Immortal Burying Coffin.
"Damn the Immortal Burying Coffin and Empress Nine Yin. I'll kill Jiang Chen and that old man first, then I'll deal with you."
The Northern and Southern Dynasties said angrily. He used his will to block the Immortal Burying Coffin with the Monarch Sword, then attacked with his own body. The terrifying Hand of Heaven shrouded Han Feng and Jiang Chen in an instant. He wanted to kill them with a single strike.
"So powerful!"
Han Feng's countenance was incomparably unsightly. He could sense how terrifying the Hand of the Heavens was. Right now, all his aura had been locked onto by the Hand of the Heavens. This was a power akin to a towering mountain. With Han Feng's character, even if he unleashed his full strength, the only path left for him was death.
Bang!
At the most critical moment, the Immortal Burying Coffin stirred again. The heavy coffin lid was lifted, and a beautiful woman in snow-white clothes walked out. After she came out, she waved her hand and struck out. The palm was as huge as the Hand of Heaven. It was as translucent as jade and looked like an ice sculpture. The entire void was about to be frozen by the icy Qi emitted from the huge palm.
* Hong Long … … *
The Hand of Heaven and the Hand of Ice collided fiercely, tearing the entire internal space apart. Terrifying airwaves spread out as if the end of the world had arrived.
"Xiao Yu!"
Jiang Chen cried out in surprise when he saw Yan Chenyu again. He couldn't conceal the excitement in his heart. It was the first time they met each other since they parted ways in Saint Origin World.
Yan Chenyu turned to look at Jiang Chen. Her cold face revealed a trace of a smile when she saw Jiang Chen. She stuck her tongue out at Jiang Chen and said, "Brother Chen."
Jiang Chen almost burst into tears when he heard the word 'Brother Chen'. To be honest, he had been worrying whether it would be Yan Chenyu or Empress Nine Yin who would wake up. But now, it seemed that all his worries were unnecessary.
Empress Nine Yin was dead after all, and Yan Chenyu was just a reincarnated body. Just like the Northern and Southern Dynasties, after he merged with the body of Great Sovereign Batian, the essence of his body was still that of the Northern and Southern Dynasties. It was just that he had some memories of his past life. The ones who were truly in control were the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
It was the same for Yan Chenyu and Empress Nine Yin. Yan Chenyu was the new Empress while Empress Nine Yin had become the past. In other words, Yan Chenyu was the new Empress Nine Yin. She had the cold personality of Empress Nine Yin, but her deep affection for Jiang Chen would never change. It was this affection that made Yan Chenyu the master of the body.
Han Feng was dumbfounded. The awakened Empress Nine Yin was actually Jiang Chen's lover. At this moment, he finally understood why Jiang Chen would risk his life to enter the altar to help Empress Nine Yin snatch the Nine Yin Profound Heart.
The woman in snow-white clothes in front of him was too beautiful. Her beauty was somewhat dazzling. Even with Han Feng's composure, he didn't dare to look straight at her peerless face.
Even Jiang Chen had to admit that Yan Chenyu was truly beautiful, especially now that she had merged with the body of her past life. Her body carried the majesty of a supreme Great Sovereign. Every move she made was like an Empress. No one would dare to have the slightest blasphemous thought towards her.
The current Yan Chenyu's cultivation base was equivalent to the Northern and Southern Dynasties – peak Immortal Venerable realm. Judging from the qi radiating from her body, she wasn't any weaker than the Northern and Southern Dynasties. The Northern and Southern Dynasties had the Monarch Sword in hand, and Yan Chenyu had the Immortal Burying Coffin.
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