Holding the Plume Feather in his right hand, Xiao Chen did not change his principles because of Purple-Clad Marquis's "concession." He prepared to toss the Plume Feather at the other party, not hesitating to take him down with him.
How hateful!
Purple-Clad Marquis roared in his heart. He had never felt so sullen and conflicted like this before. It was not only because of the Plume Feather in Xiao Chen's hand that he feared but also because of Xiao Chen's persistence, which Purple-Clad Marquis found extremely terrifying.
Since ancient times, perhaps there had been someone more outstanding than Xiao Chen among the outstanding talents of the past. However, this unyielding and unyielding character, as well as this pointless persistence, was probably the only one who had ever done it before and would never be able to do it in the future.
"Good! Good! Good! "
After saying "good" three times in a row, Purple-Clad Marquis made his decision. He was no longer willing to waste time with Xiao Chen here. He said coldly, "Hand over my son's corpse, and I will let you off for now!"
The Plume Feather circled around Xiao Chen and absorbed the pillar of fire soaring into the sky. The darkness disappeared, and sunlight shone down once more.
Everyone from Heavenly Star Island revealed a smile on their faces. They had won!
"Shaobai, hand the corpse to Purple-Clad Marquis," Xiao Chen said after putting away the Plume Feather.
"Wait! Purple-Clad Marquis, since you know that you are in the wrong, I cannot let you take the corpse away for nothing. "
Just as Lan Shaobai was about to make a move, two people suddenly appeared in the damaged hall — one old and one young. Even Purple-Clad Marquis had not noticed these two people.
Everyone's gazes focused on the old man who spoke. They were startled. This was actually another Greater Heavenly Emperor Wu.
When Lan Shaobai and Yu saw the old man and the young man's faces clearly, they revealed expressions of extreme joy.
That young man was none other than the Asura Race's Lan Tianji. After such a long time, he finally returned.
He even brought a Greater celestial Emperor Wu of the Shura Tribe with him. Actually, if one thought about it, it was easy to guess. Apart from the Asura Race, who else would be able to appear silently in front of Purple Marquis?
When Purple-Clad Marquis saw the old man's appearance, his expression changed as he recognized him. "You are Lan Chaofeng, the Flying Snow Mountain Manor's former first rank on the Heaven Series Ranking of Assassins!"
The Flying Snow Mountain Manor was a mysterious assassin organization in the Kunlun Realm. Any cultivator could become an assassin there. You could choose to reveal your identity, or you could choose to hide it. Most people were afraid of trouble, so they only used a code name.
Only a small number of people had no qualms about using their real identity, or they wanted to become famous in the first place. These people were mostly loose cultivators.
Completing assassin missions of a certain difficulty would earn them points to upgrade their level.
Among them, the Heaven Series Assassin was the highest rank in the Flying Snow Manor. As long as one became a Heaven Series Assassin, every time they took action, they would receive a sky-high reward.
However, if one wanted to become a Heaven Series Assassin, the most basic requirement was to have Emperor Wu's cultivation. After that, one had to go through a series of tests before one could be officially conferred the title of a Heaven Series Assassin.
One of the tests was to kill five Emperor Wu. Just thinking about it made one feel that it was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
After becoming Emperor Wu and cultivating the Heart of an Emperor, he was already very difficult to kill. It was not strange for Emperor Wu to fall. However, it was extremely difficult to truly kill Emperor Wu.
Right now, the number of Heaven Series Assassins in the entire Flying Snow Mountain Manor could be counted on two hands. Every one of them was unfathomable, inspiring fear in others.
Ordinary people would not know the identities of these Heaven Series Assassins. They might not even have heard of them. However, in Emperor Wu's circle, once one's strength reached a certain level, this was no secret.
Due to the Asura Race's innate talent in space, they had an innate advantage in being assassins. In reality, many famous experts were Asura Race cultivators.
This ordinary-looking old man before Xiao Chen was actually the top rank of the Heaven Series Assassin Ranking. He could not help but tremble in fear.
The ordinary-looking Lan Chaofeng smiled faintly and said, "I have not made a move in many years. Unexpectedly, the Purple-Clad Marquis in the distant Heavenly Starry Ocean has heard of me. How surprising."
The Purple-Clad Marquis smiled coldly to himself. At least ten Emperor Wu's had died at the hands of this old man. In Emperor Wu's circle, this fellow's name was even more horrifying than several Sovereign Martial Emperors.
He was known as the Life Reaper Asura. Fortunately, this fellow had not taken any missions for several hundred years, slowly fading out of their circle.
However, Lan Chaofeng had not expected to meet the person that Emperor Wu did not want to meet in this rundown place. After not seeing Lan Chaofeng for several hundred years, not only did this fellow not die, but he even became a Greater Heavenly Emperor Wu. His cultivation was even deeper than Lan Chaofeng's.
When Lan Chaofeng was a Minor Heavenly Emperor Wu, he could already threaten some Greater Heavenly Emperor Wu's. Now that Lan Chaofeng was a Greater Heavenly Emperor Wu, his cultivation was even higher than Purple-Clad Marquis's. Lan Chaofeng was even less of a match for him.
The Purple-Clad Marquis felt very depressed. This matter was already in the bag. First, Xiao Chen's unyielding pride forced him to give in again and again.
Now, there was this Lan Chaofeng. Even if Xiao Chen wanted to take the corpse, there would be many variables.
The Purple-Clad Marquis raged in his heart. He looked at Lan Chaofeng and said, "What exactly do you want? This has nothing to do with you, right?!"
Lan Chaofeng replied indifferently, "It's very simple. Since you admit that you are in the wrong, then apologize to my disciple on behalf of your son. Then, apologize to this little brother. If you do not want to apologize, fine. Just throw down ten million Black Astral Coins. Otherwise, you can forget about taking your son's corpse away. "
Tyrannical!
Be it the many cultivators of Heavenly Star Island or the few old men outside, they could not help exclaiming in their hearts.
Lan Chaofeng's son died and he came to seek trouble. Based on the current situation, he would have to apologize to Heavenly Star Island instead. This mysterious old man who suddenly appeared was truly tyrannical.
"Lan Chaofeng, don't go overboard!"
The Purple-Clad Marquis immediately became enraged. He did not care about ten million Black Astral Coins. However, he could not afford to lose face like this.
"Haha! Indeed, after not making a move for one thousand years, the title of Life Reaping Asura is just a symbol in the eyes of some people."
Lan Chaofeng smiled faintly, and an ancient black coin appeared in his hand. That ancient coin seemed to have a life of its own. It jumped around and spun around his fingers. This was clearly a very simple action, but it dazzled everyone, making them dizzy.
It was only then that the crowd noticed this unprepossessing old man. This unprepossessing old man had a pair of extremely perfect hands.
This was because when the ancient coin jumped around, no one felt any energy fluctuations at all. This old man used his nimble fingers to perform all sorts of incredible actions.
Seeing the mysterious ancient coin jump around, Purple-Clad Marquis's heart sank. According to rumor, when that coin stopped jumping around, Lan Chaofeng would make his move.
According to an even more exaggerated rumor, when one saw Lan Chaofeng spinning the ancient coin, one would no longer think of fleeing, as one would not be able to. When the Black Astral Coin stopped jumping around, one would no longer have the chance to counterattack, as one would no longer have the chance. One would just quietly wait for death.
In Lan Chaofeng's long life of killing, countless famous people had used their lives to verify the veracity of this rumor. This was where the title of Life Reaping Asura came from.
Purple-Clad Marquis's thoughts raced. In an instant, he thought of thousands of methods. However, none of them could allow him to escape unscathed from Lan Chaofeng.
"Bang!"
With a flip of his hand, a pile of Black Astral Coins appeared in the dilapidated hall. Then, Purple-Clad Marquis said, "Give me my son's corpse."
Lan Shaobai, who had been prepared for a long time, waved his hand, and tossed out a coffin from his spatial ring.
Purple-Clad Marquis put away the coffin without even looking at it. Then, he turned around and tore space, quickly leaving this place.
Lan Chaofeng, who used only one coin to force Purple-Clad Marquis away, smiled faintly. Without anyone seeing Lan Chaofeng do anything, the mysterious ancient coin in his hand vanished.
As Huan Zhentian watched Purple-Clad Marquis leave, cheers rang out in Heavenly Star Island. Even someone as strong as Purple-Clad Marquis suffered a great loss on Heavenly Star Island, not daring to have any other thoughts.
This made every cultivator who stood up for Xiao Chen feel incomparably proud. There was a sense of honor in everyone's hearts.
"Blue Dragon King, I forgot something earlier. You said that you came to visit Heavenly Star Island. In the end, you came empty-handed. This is not very polite. You must accept these five million Black Astral Coins."
"I'm getting old, and my memory is bad. Blue Dragon King, please don't mind me. I can reluctantly accept these five million Black Astral Coins as a gift. This old man will make up for it when I pay a formal visit in the future. "
The few old men, who were preparing to leave, quickly ran over. Their faces brimmed with smiles as they left the five million Black Astral Coins, wanting Xiao Chen to accept them.
These old men did not even give Xiao Chen a chance to refuse. After tossing down the Black Astral Coins, they quickly left.
That was then, and this was now. Earlier, Xiao Chen only made them feel some fear. In the future, they could not afford to offend Heavenly Star Island.
However, when they saw how united the many cultivators of Heavenly Star Island were, how boldly Xiao Chen dared to face off against a Martial Emperor, and how mysterious the Asura Race Martial Emperor was, all of this pointed to Heavenly Star Island's rise.
Everything showed that Heavenly Star Island's rise was just around the corner. Currying favor with Heavenly Star Island in advance was the right thing to do.
Xiao Chen's expression remained calm. He did not think much of this. Together with Lan Shaobai, they quickly headed for that tyrannical Asura Race Martial Emperor.
If not for this old man's appearance, even if Purple-Clad Marquis was chased away by Xiao Chen, he would not be satisfied and would come back sooner or later.
However, now, he was scared away. In the future, even if Xiao Chen invited him, he would not dare to come casually.
"How come I have never heard you mention your master?" Xiao Chen asked Lan Shaobai, who was beside him, as they walked.
Lan Shaobai's smile slowly faded as he recalled this matter. It seemed like he thought of some bad news. He said, "Five years ago, my master said that he was going to break through to Sovereign Martial Emperor. After that, there has been no news of him. Looking at it now, I'm afraid he failed. "
Breaking through to Sovereign Martial Emperor was not only extremely dangerous, but there was also only one chance. If one missed this chance, there would not be a second chance. There had never been a precedent since ancient times.
Xiao Chen consoled, "It's fine. At the very least, he is still fine."
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