Due to a word from Senior Brother Jin, the aura of the Night God Temple disciples present surged forward like a tsunami.
Senior Brother Jin sneered inwardly, "These two guys are really bold, coming here as if nothing happened, theyâre simply courting death."
Among the Night God Temple personnel present, there was not only a high star king genius but also Lan Deacon, whose cultivation had reached the Half-step Xuanming Realm.
Just as many Night God Temple disciples were preparing to take action.
Among them, an old man with sparse white hair looked at Chen Yu with slight surprise and smiled, "Isnât this the genius Chen Yu from the Heavenly Martial Sect? What brings you here?"
Lan Deacon recognized Chen Yu.
"Chen Yu?"
The other disciplesâ expressions changed uniformly upon hearing this.
Chen Yu, the genius from the Heavenly Martial Sect who once topped the Heavenly Martial List, was a legendary genius they had never met but had all heard of.
The man in front of them was actually Chen Yu?
Lan Deacon wouldnât deceive them, if this were true, making a move just now would have been utterly self-humiliating.
Anyone who could top the Heavenly Martial List was already at the pinnacle of all geniuses in the Human Race.
Senior Brother Jin also didnât expect that he had brought Chen Yu; his heart was filled with frustration, if you were Chen Yu, why didnât you say so earlier?
"Youâve captured my friend, let her go now."
Chen Yu directly faced the Night God Temple steward.
In the Heavenly Martial Sect, all stewardsâ status was below his.
Given that if Chen Yuâs true cultivation were revealed, he might be cultivated as the next Sect Master, his identity status within the sect might even surpass that of average Xuanming Realm elders.
"Hehe, but your friend here took something of ours, if he hands it over, weâll release her."
Lan Deacon smiled faintly, slightly assessing this top talent from the Heavenly Martial Sect.
Red Flame King sighed, it seemed they would still have to hand it over.
But Chen Yuâs expression remained unmoved, saying, "Opportunities outside are unclaimed, whoever is capable gets them, how can they be yours?"
As the first on the Heavenly Martial List of the Heavenly Martial Sect, how could he bow his head before the Night God Temple, one of the three great divine sects?
"It seems this matter is difficult to settle, why donât we try another way?"
Lan Deacon didnât get angry because of Chen Yuâs words, seemingly having another purpose.
"Speak."
"Itâs rumored that you are the number one prodigy of the Heavenly Martial Sect, having topped the Heavenly Martial List; this old man wants to witness the power of a genius from the Heavenly Martial Sect. Take three moves from me, if you remain unharmed, Iâll release her."
Lan Deacon remained calm and collected, with a faint smile.
"Three moves?"
Chen Yu didnât expect Lan Deacon to propose this solution.
This was incredibly easy for him, even a bit boring.
The power of a Half-step Xuanming is only slightly stronger than that of the six-star king Guan Hongri.
Back then, he blocked a hundred moves from Guan Hongri without harm, taking three moves from Lan Deacon was inconsequential.
Night God Temple disciples saw Chen Yu puzzled, not responding for a long time, and thought he was scared.
The top of the Heavenly Martial List wasnât anything special, with this three-move gamble, the chances of winning werenât great, yet he dared not even accept it, his courage was too small.
"How about we change it a bit?"
Chen Yu suddenly spoke.
Seeing Chen Yu actually bargaining, everyone held him in even lower regard.
However, Chen Yuâs next words left everyone dumbfounded.
"Let you take three moves from me, if you remain unharmed, you win."
Not long ago, he sparred with Guan Hongri, taking a hundred moves head-on. He had grown a bit averse to this way of fighting that solely relied on defense.
This time, he wanted to take the initiative.
The otherwise calm Lan Deacon was slightly taken aback when he heard this, wondering if he had heard wrong.
The other disciples were dumbstruck.
Originally, they saw the possibility of Chen Yu safely taking three moves from Lan Deacon as almost nonexistent.
With the rules switched like this, did Chen Yu have any chance of winning at all?
Could a dignified Half-step Xuanming Lan Deacon not withstand three moves from Chen Yu?
"Chen Yu, this is what you said, you canât go back on it."
Senior Brother Jin immediately said.
"I wonât go back." Chen Yu reiterated.
Lan Deacon glanced discontentedly at Senior Brother Jin, with a hint of warning.
Chen Yu proposed rules that were unfavorable to himself, leaving him wondering what trick he had up his sleeve.
At the worst, even if he won, he wouldnât feel the slightest sense of accomplishment; spreading the word would rather turn him into a laughingstock.
Since things had come to this.
Lan Deacon said, "Chen, you have quite the courage, letâs proceed, let me see what confidence you have in challenging a Half-step Xuanming."
The two of them stepped outside the hall.
Chen Yu activated his starry body, with 720 star acupoints radiating light, the primal energy gathered in his fists and palms, and he instantly unleashed a punch.
Lan Deacon originally didnât take Chen Yuâs attack seriously; with his Half-step Xuanming cultivation, he could easily crush Chen Yuâs attack with a wave of his hand.
But suddenly, Chen Yuâs attack arrived.
White light flickered on the fistâs glow, silver light flowed, piercing through the void.
So fast!
This was the profound meaning of space!
Lan Deacon was slightly surprised, primal energy surged, and with a wave of his palm, a layer of gray-black ripple spread out.
Bang!
Chen Yuâs punch landed instantly, striking Lan Deaconâs attack.
Given that the latter made a hurried strike, in their clash, the gray-black ripple was immediately shattered.
With Chen Yuâs cultivation approaching seven and a half stars, coupled with the near eighth level of spatial profound meaning, a simple strike was equivalent to the attack of a Half-step Xuanming.
"How could it be?"
Lan Deaconâs heart was in turmoil.
Chen Yuâs performance so far was unexpected to him.
Lan Deaconâs body glowed with gray-black light, and a surge of Star Origin Holy Power burst forth from his body, forming an arc-shaped light wave.
With another loud bang, the leftover might of Chen Yuâs first punch was shattered by the Star Origin Holy Power.
But almost at the same moment.
His second punch arrived, extremely fast, with even greater might, shattering Lan Deaconâs Star Origin Holy Power.
"What?"
Lan Deaconâs voice of surprise echoed out.
He thought that Chen Yuâs attack just now was his full strength, but unexpectedly, the opponent unleashed another thunderous punch, not much different in power.
Not only that, the third punch came down like lightning.
Chen Yuâs attack speed was incredibly fast, with almost no gap between the three punches, coupled with the power of space profound meaning, the speed of the three-punch attack was extreme!
Some disciples in the late stage of Star Condensation hadnât even reacted and didnât know how many moves Chen Yu had made.
Bang!
An explosion occurred in front of Lan Deacon, with black and white dust waves rolling.
He retreated hundreds of feet, his face alternating between red and white, a sweetness in his throat as if blood was about to spill out.
Lan Deacon kept his mouth tightly closed to prevent the blood from spilling; otherwise, it would be too humiliating.
After three moves, the result was decided.
The disciples of the Night God Temple were petrified, finding it hard to believe this result.
Wasnât Lan Deacon a Half-step Xuanming? The strongest below the Xuanming Realm, how could he lose to Chen Yu?
"Chen Yu, I wasnât ready. Why didnât you give a heads up before attacking?"
Lan Deacon frowned, attributing his defeat to this point, trying to save face.
In fact, before Chen Yu attacked, he activated his special physique and mobilized his primal force, giving even the slowest reacting person enough time to prepare.
Lan Deaconâs failure was partly due to underestimating Chen Yuâs strength, and partly because Chen Yuâs attack was indeed fast, with three punches closely linked. By the time Lan Deacon realized that Chen Yu was not simple and wanted to make a corresponding strategy, it was too late.
Chen Yu couldnât be bothered to argue, giving Lan Deacon an out.
"However, I lost the bet, so Iâll abide by it. Bring the person up."
Lan Deacon shouted out.
In the hall, a disciple of the Night God Temple brought out a stunningly beautiful woman.
"Junior Brother."
Tu Zhixiang called out with a mix of pity and joy.
The disciples of the Night God Temple were speechless. Was this woman really Chen Yuâs senior sister?
They didnât know anyone named Tu Zhixiang in the Heavenly Martial Sect, and her cultivation strength was too weak. How could she be Chen Yuâs senior sister?
Chen Yu walked to Tu Zhixiangâs side, infused her with primal force, broke through the blockade of her Star Sea, quickly checked and found no problem, then left with Tu Zhixiang.
"Lan Deacon, why did you... why did you deliberately lose to that kid just now?"
One of the geniuses of the Night God Temple couldnât help but ask.
He initially wanted to say how could Lan Deacon lose, but changed his words midway.
"This kid made it to the top of the Heavenly Martial List over twenty years ago, and now he is even stronger. I was careless and fell into his trap."
Lan Deacon could only explain it this way.
He could only admit that Chen Yu was strong; otherwise, it would imply that he was too weak.
"Perhaps, he has already reached the High Star King level."
Lan Deacon speculated, thinking this was highly possible.
"In that case, the Heavenly Martial Sect now has two High Star Kings."
Senior Brother Jin spoke with a sullen face.
In comparison, the Night God Temple was completely outclassed.
"By the way, Lan Deacon, do you think Chen Yu came to the Dead Spirit Desert for that treasure?"
The Night God Temple genius suddenly asked.
A while ago, there was significant activity in the Dead Spirit Desert, and rumors had it that there was a treasure appearance.
People even said they saw a king-level spirit pill, specifically the âHoly Origin Pill.â
The Holy Origin Pill is a miracle pill that could increase the probability for a Condensed Star King to break through the Xuanming Realm by forty percent.
This pill is the top among king-level elixirs, also the most expensive, almost several times the price of other top king-level spirit pills, even less than lesser quality emperor-level spirit pills.
In the main world, the Holy Origin Pill is priceless. When it appears, it always incites competition and massacre.
In the most tragic incident, a Four-star Force suffered severe damage over a single Holy Origin Pill, ultimately disbanding.
Lan Deaconâs face instantly turned dark, his gaze eerie: "If thatâs really the case, then he is now my enemy. If we meet again, I will show no mercy."
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"You old guy, you got yourself into trouble and now want me to clean up the mess."
Chen Yu criticized the Red Flame King.
The Red Flame King could only accept the scolding, as his strength was inferior to Chen Yuâs.
"Brother Chen, rescuing someone is one aspect, but indeed, there is a significant treasure appearing in the Dead Spirit Desert."
The Red Flame King changed the topic.
"What treasure?"
Chen Yu asked.
"The Holy Origin Pill!"
The Red Flame King instinctively lowered his voice.
Chen Yu raised an eyebrow, touched inwardly.
The Holy Origin Pill, a rare spirit pill that increases the chance of breaking through the Condensed Star Realm!
Chen Yuâs cultivation had reached seven stars, poised to break through to seven and a half stars, and not far from breaking through to the Xuanming Realm.
He was also very interested in the Holy Origin Pill.
However, the Red Flame King only heard rumors that someone had seen the Holy Origin Pill, but no other information was known. The pill might already be in someoneâs possession.
The news of the Holy Origin Pill appearing in the Dead Spirit Desert was known to only a few and hadnât spread.
But now, many half-step Xuanming, and even Xuanming Realm individuals, were rushing here to compete for the Holy Origin Pill, making it extraordinarily difficult.
Essentially, the Holy Origin Pill was unlikely to be obtained.
Unless Chen Yu was exceptionally lucky and stumbled upon the Holy Origin Pill.
"Chen Yu, I told you about this. If you truly obtain the treasure, you canât forget about my share."
The Red Flame King stated in advance.
He also yearned for the Holy Origin Pill but had no expectations in the main world crowded with geniuses and powerhouses.
However, Chen Yuâs cultivation and strength were unfathomable, and perhaps he had a chance to obtain it, which was why the Red Flame King shared the information with Chen Yu.
"If I really get the Holy Origin Pill, there will certainly be rewards for you."
Chen Yu didnât mind, he had a vast fortune, and randomly producing something would be enough to appease the Red Flame King.
"Alright, in light of your words, I will take you to a place."
"In that place, there is a high probability of hiding some good things. I was chased by people from the Night God Temple before and never had time to explore it."