More than twenty Pseudo Transcendent Realm corpses were strewn across the ground, their blood staining the ground red. The pungent smell of blood permeated the air.
Chen Zong held his sword with both hands as his gaze swept across the corpses and landed on Xiahou Yuan's face.
With something to rely on, there was nothing to fear. Chen Zong's gaze was as sharp as a sword, as if he wanted to pierce through Xiahou Yuan.
Xiahou Yuan's eyelids twitched repeatedly. Looking at the twenty or so corpses, it was impossible for him not to feel heartache. These were most of the Pseudo Transcendent Realm cultivators of his lineage, and now they were all dead. This kind of loss was really heavy.
But when he thought about the artefact on the other party's body, if he could take it for himself, then he would become the strongest master below the Earth Spirit Realm. Even if all his Pseudo Transcendent Realm subordinates died, this price was still bearable.
So, how could he take that artefact from Chen Zong?
"Chen Zong, I'll give you a chance. Hand over the artefact on your body and all our past grievances will be written off. This old master can also promise that he will never trouble you again. If you are willing, you can even join my Sacred Martial Palace. I can even make an exception and accept you as my Last Disciple," Xiahou Yuan opened his mouth. It sounded like he was negotiating, but there was an overbearing tone to his words.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiahou Yuan saw Chen Zong's eyes filled with mockery.
In fact, Xiahou Yuan was also very clear that such words were weak and childish, but there was no other way. He couldn't do anything to Chen Zong, so he could only use this as a threat.
He was a dignified Ninth Layer Mortal Realm master, a master ranked on the Great Heaven Ascension List, and the leader of one of the three great factions of Sacred Martial Palace. Yet, he couldn't do anything to an ant-like Pseudo Transcendent Realm cultivator.
Now, he couldn't even deal with his last threat.
There was nothing he could do!
It had been a long, long time, at least several hundred years, since he had experienced such a feeling.
In a flash, Xiahou Yuan appeared beside Chen Zong. He reached out and grabbed Chen Zong's shoulder, locking him in place.
When Xiahou Yuan was in the True Martial Realm, he had also cultivated a Body Refining Technique. Although he hadn't cultivated it to the end, he still had an extraordinary strength. After the transformation, his strength had become even more tyrannical. And as his cultivation increased, his body was also nourished by the spirit energy, becoming even more tyrannical. Now, without using spirit energy or True Intent, he could exert a strength of more than a hundred thousand jin with one hand, which was quite tyrannical.
However, Chen Zong's reaction was also very fast. Under the cover of his mental strength, he captured a faint trace of the attack's trajectory. As he brandished his two swords, sword flashes surrounded him and slashed at Xiahou Yuan's arm. However, they were blocked by his protective spirit energy, leaving him unharmed.
However, the moment Xiahou Yuan's palm grabbed Chen Zong's shoulder, the Sky Pagoda's shadow appeared and directly eliminated Xiahou Yuan's spiritual energy. The two swords attacked again, causing Xiahou Yuan's expression to change and his scalp to tingle.
His body had indeed become tyrannical under the nourishment of the spirit energy, but it was still difficult for him to resist the sharpness of the swords.
He retracted his arm, causing Chen Zong's sword to hit nothing. Then, he pushed out his palm and hit Chen Zong's shoulder.
With a bang, his palm hit Chen Zong's shoulder, causing Chen Zong's body to sway as if he was about to fly back. However, the two swords broke through and stabbed at Xiahou Yuan's glabella. Xiahou Yuan immediately retreated.
His shoulder was hit and instantly felt a tearing pain, but soon, a clear stream of energy diffused and alleviated the pain. The injury was healed a little.
Chen Zong didn't attack again because he knew that with his speed and strength, he couldn't do anything to Xiahou Yuan. Xiahou Yuan also didn't attack again because he realized that he couldn't do anything to Chen Zong either.
Xiahou Yuan's gaze was deep and dark, as if lightning was brewing in the depths of his eyes. His mind was racing as he thought about how to deal with Chen Zong and seize Chen Zong's secret treasures. Unfortunately, his skills were all in attacking and he wasn't familiar with other methods.
After looking deeply at Chen Zong, Xiahou Yuan actually leaped and left.
This scene shocked the Skylight City Lord and the rest of the people.
Seeing that Xiahou Yuan had left, Chen Zong also heaved a sigh of relief. The threat that a ninth-level Extreme Mortal expert posed to him was very obvious. If not for the protection of the Sky Pagoda, Chen Zong wouldn't have been able to face him no matter what and would have run as far as he could.
As soon as Xiahou Yuan left, Chen Zong's gaze fell on Skylight City. It was time to settle the score.
First, he collected the twenty or so pseudo Transcendental Mustard Seed Bags, then took out the items inside and stored them in the same Mustard Seed Bag. He threw away the other Mustard Seed Bags. These things were precious to ordinary cultivators, but to Chen Zong, they were nothing. If he took too many, they would only take up space and had no other meaning.
Of course, he could also sell them, but under the watchful eyes of so many people, Chen Zong couldn't put them into his Virtual Ring. That would arouse suspicion.
It was better to be safe than sorry.
Seeing Chen Zong coming towards Skylight City, the Skylight City Lord suddenly had a bad feeling.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong leaped onto the city wall and landed in front of the owner of the cultivation room, his eyes deep and sharp.
"At that time, you didn't return the ten substandard Spirit Sources to me. I said that when I came back, it would be a hundred times more." Chen Zong opened his mouth and said very straightforwardly, "You forced your way in while I was cultivating and almost caused me to suffer a Cultivation Deviation. Double the price, two thousand substandard Spirit Sources, and this matter will be settled."
When the person heard Chen Zong's words, his face changed dramatically and turned ashen.
Two thousand substandard Spirit Sources!
Even if he sold himself, he wouldn't be able to get it.
"At most, I will return ten substandard Spirit Sources to you." The person smiled coldly, as if he had nothing to fear, "You should know that I am from the Yang Family, and the cultivation room belongs to my Yang Family."
"The Yang Family." Chen Zong smiled, "I even dare to kill people from the Sacred Martial Palace, let alone a mere Yang Family. Two thousand substandard Spirit Sources, or two hundred low-grade Spirit Sources. Otherwise, I will kill you right now, kill my way to the Yang Family, and annihilate your entire family."
His murderous intent was as cold as ice, causing the other party to tremble and his face to change again.
When he thought about how he had witnessed more than twenty Pseudo Transcendents from the Sacred Martial Palace being killed, and how even a Paramount Mortal Realm master couldn't do anything to the other party, cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
"Vice Commander Lin …" The Yang Family members hurriedly looked at the armored middle-aged man and called out.
The armored middle-aged man's face suddenly changed. After witnessing the battle and massacre just now, he only felt fear towards Chen Zong. He only hoped that Chen Zong wouldn't come looking for him, so he didn't dare to make a sound.
But now that the Yang Family members called out to him, he had no choice but to speak. However, Chen Zong also looked over at him at the same time, a playful smile in the depths of his eyes. Suddenly, the armored middle-aged man opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
In the face of tyrannical strength, everything seemed so weak.
"Little friend, where it is possible to spare others, you should spare them." A gentle voice sounded, and a figure appeared out of nowhere, appearing in front of them in an instant. It was a middle-aged man in black robes, with grey hair and crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.
"Senior, who are you?" Chen Zong judged that the other party was a Transcendent Realm master through his aura, so he asked in return.
"I am the City Lord of this city." The black-robed man said. As a City Lord and a Transcendent Realm master, under normal circumstances, he naturally didn't need to be polite to a Pseudo Transcendent, but after witnessing the battle just now, he had an indescribable fear towards Chen Zong.
"I can spare him, but only for two thousand substandard Spirit Sources." Chen Zong smiled coldly, not giving the Skylight City Lord any face.
Under normal circumstances, Chen Zong wouldn't contradict a Transcendent Realm master like this, because the strong had the dignity of the strong. But what happened just now made Chen Zong very angry.
No one would be happy if their cultivation was disturbed for no reason and they were injured because of it. The fact that Chen Zong didn't immediately go on a rampage and kill them was already proof that he was relatively rational.
Now that the matter was settled, it was time to settle the score.
A hundredfold return!
"Give me some face and compensate me tenfold." The Skylight City Lord frowned and said coldly.
"A hundredfold." Chen Zong didn't back down, and his eyes met the Skylight City Lord's. Whether the Skylight City Lord knew about it or not, it had already happened. The Deputy Commander in iron armor represented the Skylight City Lord's Mansion, and he wasn't even afraid of Martial Saint Palace. Skylight City, which was far inferior to Martial Saint Palace, was even more unafraid of Chen Zong.
"Enough is enough. Offending my Yang Family won't do you any good." An old man flew over from afar and landed on the city wall, angrily reprimanding Chen Zong, his words and eyes carrying a strong threat.
"Two thousand substandard spirit sources or two hundred low-grade spirit sources, not one less." Chen Zong ignored the other's threat and said word by word.
The Yang Family Elder's face darkened. He had rushed over after receiving a notice, and when he heard that someone dared to threaten a disciple of the Yang Family, he was furious. As for the previous battle, he wasn't clear about it, and because of that, the Elder's choice was to attack.
His hand was like an eagle's claw, tearing through the air with a cold silver luster, and instantly grabbed Chen Zong's shoulder. He wanted to capture Chen Zong alive and deal with him slowly, letting him know the consequences of provoking the Yang Family.
"No." The Yang Family Elder who was in charge of the cultivation room had a sudden change in expression, and his voice became shrill.
"Stop!" The Skylight City Vice Commander's face was filled with shock as he shouted out loud.
The Skylight City Lord didn't say anything, but he also attacked. However, he didn't attack Chen Zong. Instead, he grabbed the air with one hand, and a large hand condensed from spiritual energy hit the Yang Family Elder, causing him to roll down the city wall to avoid being killed by Chen Zong's sword.
Chen Zong frowned slightly. When the Yang Family Elder attacked him, he wanted to kill him with his sword, but he didn't expect the Skylight City Lord to attack him directly. The speed of an Extreme Mortal was very fast, and it exceeded his reaction time.
"Your Excellency, are you planning to pay the two thousand substandard spirit sources for the Yang Family?" Chen Zong's eyes were cold, and his gaze fell on the Skylight City Lord's face.
Two thousand substandard spirit sources were not a small amount. If he could get them, his wealth would increase by a lot, and it would also allow him to cultivate better.
The Skylight City Lord's face darkened. Two thousand pieces of substandard spirit sources was equivalent to two hundred pieces of lower grade spirit sources. As a City Lord, of course, he could afford to take it out, but it was part of his wealth. Furthermore, why did he have to take out two thousand pieces of substandard spirit sources to give to a junior?
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