"Xiao Chen, you've said so much, but frankly speaking, you're just a weakling. You're just trying to comfort yourself," Xiao Chen's words did not anger Yan Kong. Instead, Yan Kong continued to smile coldly.
Changing the topic, Yan Kong continued to sneer, "However, you really are extremely impressive to be able to reach mid Saint Emperor in just a few short years. Perhaps no one in the entire Saints' World can cultivate as quickly as you. You're not exactly weak."
"What do you want?" Xiao Chen asked viciously as his face sank even more.
"I don't want anything," Yan Kong sneered as he shrugged.
Boom!
Spurt!
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly threw a punch. With a thunderous explosion, the terrifying power shook Xiao Chen so much that he spat out blood. Just like Xue Sha, his body was also sent flying.
Xiao Chen felt like all his bones had shattered after being struck in the chest. Heart-Wrenching pain filled him as his pale face twisted. He seemed to be in great pain.
"Master!" Shen Jian and Samsara both called out in panic.
"Young leader …" Wu Can, Fang Qianxing, and the others called out in fear as well.
A disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of Yan Kong's mouth as he suddenly grabbed at the air. Xiao Chen, who had been sent flying and was severely injured, was suddenly pulled toward him by a terrifying suction force.
Xiao Chen flew back with terrifying speed, arriving in Yan Kong's hand in the blink of an eye.
He grabbed Xiao Chen by the neck and pulled him over. Yan Kong said coldly in Xiao Chen's ear, "Your talent for cultivation is indeed greater than mine, but I won't allow anyone in the Saints' World to surpass me. You've already threatened me, so only death awaits you. Do you understand?"
"Hmph!" Xiao Chen sneered disdainfully with his pale face. He could not be bothered to waste his breath on the heavily injured Yan Kong.
Xiao Chen's disdain infuriated Yan Kong instead. As the young hall master of Yan Kui Sacred Hall, he attached great importance to the gazes of others. He absolutely wouldn't allow others to look down on him.
"Xiao Chen, I have a problem. I hate seeing your gaze the most. On the contrary, I prefer seeing your gaze when you want to kill me but are unable to do so," Yan Kong said sinisterly as he stared at Xiao Chen viciously. Every single word was filled with terrifying killing intent.
Upon hearing that, Xiao Chen forced a cold smile despite his severe injuries and the excruciating pain all over his body. He said with disdain, "I'm different from you. I... What I want to see is... Just like what you're doing now. You're more powerful than I am, but you're afraid of me."
"Stinky brat, do you think mocking this Young Master makes you happy?" Yan Kong's cold face twitched as he asked sinisterly. His anger had been ignited by Xiao Chen's words.
He tightened his grip on Xiao Chen's neck. Xiao Chen could no longer breathe, and his pale face turned red from suffocation.
"Palace master, quickly think of a way to save junior brother Xiao Chen!" In the Qinglan Holy Palace, Miao Cuiling's heart was burning with anxiety as she watched Xiao Chen struggle helplessly. She felt as if her eyebrows were on fire. She quickly informed Fang Qianxing.
"Palace master, let's fight it out with them!" A disciple couldn't help but roar when he saw Xiao Chen being tortured by Yan Kong. The others followed suit.
"Wait! Don't be rash! Yan Kong is a Heavenly Venerate. No matter how many of us go, we'll only be sending ourselves to our deaths, "Fang Qianxing coldly shouted. Fang Qianxing suddenly shouted coldly. His heart was burning with anxiety, but there was nothing he could do.
"Wu Can, notify the protector immediately. Otherwise, the young hall master will be in danger," the heavily injured Xue Sha said with difficulty as he looked at Wu Can, who was supporting him.
Wu Can, who was also heavily injured, said anxiously, "I've already sent a message to the Leng Emperor. He's in seclusion, so I don't know if he can hear me."
Xiao Chen felt extremely uncomfortable as he struggled to breathe. He tried his best to break free from Yan Kong's grip, but he was unable to do so. He was extremely furious.
"Black Fire!"
In a fit of rage, he roared in his heart and summoned a terrifying black flame, gathering it at his neck.
The sudden appearance of the black fire immediately caused Yan Kong's expression to change slightly. He was extremely shocked. This was the first time he had seen such a strange black fire.
"What fire is this? Its aura is so cold! "Yan Kong was puzzled as he let go of Yan Kong and took a few steps back.
After breaking free, Xiao Chen endured his heavy injuries and quickly retreated. At the same time, he gasped for breath. He seemed to be in a horrible shape.
Xiao Chen felt powerless against the Holy Venerate Yan Kong. The difference in strength was just too great. Even if he had Chaotic Force, Xiao Chen would not be able to defeat Yan Kong, who was an early Holy Venerate, let alone without Chaotic Force.
"Xiao Chen, that black fire earlier was your true fire, right? However, I'm very curious. What kind of fire is it that's so cold? You seem to be quite powerful, "Yan Kong said with a cold smile.
"Master, senior Po Feng, and the Leng Emperor are in seclusion. There's only me and Xue Sha right now. We're not Yan Kong's opponent at all. Even if the mysterious power appears, I'm not confident in defeating him," Xiao Chen thought with an extremely stern face. He completely ignored Yan Kong's question.
However, Yan Kong was infuriated by Xiao Chen's disregard. The killing intent in his eyes intensified.
"I can't be bothered to ask since you won't tell me. I'll send you on your way first." Yan Kong unleashed a terrifying power. His face was rather sunken as he spoke viciously. Resentment flashed through his eyes.
Swish!
Yan Kong shot forward with lightning-like speed as soon as he finished speaking. He arrived in the blink of an eye with a deafening sonic boom and a violent and intimidating presence. He threw a vicious punch at Yan Kong. The wind from the punch whistled as it stirred up a storm. It was obvious just how terrifying his power was!
Boom!
Buzz! Buzz!
At this moment, a black figure strangely flashed and appeared. He swiftly threw a punch to meet the attack. A thunderous explosion sounded as a destructive force crazily swept in all directions. The entire southern region shook violently and collapsed in an instant.
The two of them punched each other and were both blown away by the terrifying force. Fortunately, someone blocked the destructive force, or Xiao Chen would have died for sure.
Yan Kong forcefully stabilised himself and frowned. He looked in Xiao Chen's direction and sneered. He nonchalantly said, "Leng Huang, it's been a few years since we last met. You've become even more powerful."
"Yan Kong," the Leng Huang slowly uttered these two words as he glanced at Yan Kong in the distance.
"Young hall master, I've come late. It's all thanks to the young madam that I managed to make it in time," the Leng Huang said politely as he looked at the heavily injured Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen shook his head gravely and said softly, "Leng Huang, Yan Kong is extremely terrifying. You need to be careful."
"He is indeed terrifying. He was able to block my power as a late Saint Emperor. I dare not say I can defeat him, so I can only do my best," the Leng Huang said sternly as he nodded. He did not have much confidence either.
At this point, he flipped his hand and handed Xiao Chen a grade-eight Nine Revolutions Soul Return Elixir. With a wave of his hand, two more Nine Revolutions Soul Return Elixirs flew toward Xue Sha and Wu Can.
"Uncle Tyrant Spirit's Nine Revolutions Soul Return Pill is indeed good stuff," the sharp-eyed Yan Kong immediately recognized the Nine Revolutions Soul Return Pill, but he did not stop them.
"Young hall master, step back for now," the Leng Huang said with an extremely solemn face. Yan Kong was the Leng Huang's most terrifying opponent.
Since Yan Kong had no intention of giving up, the Leng Huang had no choice but to face him head-on!
Buzz buzz!
The destructive power within his body erupted with all his might. Dazzling blue light flashed and the dusky space was instantly enveloped by the blue light. The shaking of the Southern Region space became increasingly intense. Numerous deep cracks had already appeared on the ground below. The surrounding factions' palaces had already collapsed one after another.
Everyone from the Qinglan Sacred Palace was terrified when the destructive force erupted. Their pale, corpse-like faces had completely stiffened.
"Come on, Leng Huang. Let me see how strong you are as a great protector." Yan Kong arrogantly extended his arm and beckoned the Leng Huang. There was no fear in his eyes at all. It was clear just how confident he was in his own strength.
"Heavenly Tier Divine Technique! Ghostly Shadow! "
The Leng Huang roared in his heart and took the initiative to attack. In the blink of an eye, his body turned into a ray of blue light and shot out like a bolt of lightning. His majestic aura made one shudder. His full strength was indeed terrifying.
His speed was comparable to teleportation. The Leng Huang arrived in the blink of an eye and threw out a terrifying palm strike.
"Humph!" Yan Kong sneered. He actually ignored the Leng Huang's attack. Destructive force erupted and he also shot out like a bolt of lightning.
However, Yan Kong pierced through the Leng Huang's body and shot behind the Leng Huang.
"Leng Huang, your movement technique can't fool me!" Yan Kong sneered proudly.
Boom!
Buzz buzz!
In the blink of an eye, a thunderous boom rang through the entire southern region. Destructive power swept out once again, devouring everything like a merciless storm.
Clearly, the Leng Huang from before was only an illusion condensed from his movement technique. He was not the real Leng Huang.
Originally, the Leng Huang wanted to use an illusion to fool Yan Kong so that he could use the opportunity to attack, but he had never expected Yan Kong to see through him. …
The two of them were knocked back once again. The Leng Huang struggled to hold on. It was evident that Yan Kong was slightly superior in terms of strength.
"Your strength really is impressive. You really are a great protector after all," Yan Kong sneered. Zhu Kong laughed coldly after he steadied himself. Yan Kong pondered deeply for a moment before he laughed coldly. "However, that was your full strength while this Young Master is merely at 80% of my strength."
"Eighty percent?" The moment he heard that, his face changed slightly. His heart skipped a beat as he struggled to believe it.
The Leng Huang was an extremely terrifying existence in the Saints' World as an early Heavenly Venerate. Regular early Heavenly Venerates were not his opponent at all, yet Yan Kong had only used eighty percent of his strength to block the Leng Huang's full strength. Moreover, Yan Kong had gained the upper hand.
How could the Leng Huang believe such a great difference?
Yan Kong had gained the upper hand with eighty percent of his strength. It was more than enough to demonstrate how terrifying Yan Kong was.
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