Chapter 880: Chapter 508: Physical Perfection! Qishan Spiritual Spring! (Part 2)
Perhaps there will be surprises in the future.
Chen Yuan put away the bead and slowly exhaled a long breath of turbid air.
At last, itâs all over.
The surroundings were already damaged beyond recognition, as if a fierce beast had been tumbling underground. The black clouds gathered above gradually dispersed due to oneâs fall.
As for the previous marketplace, it had long since been destroyed.
Chen Yuan paused for a moment, slowly stepped forward, and looked down at the now-mummified Xiang Lingtian. Suddenly, he found it laughable. This guy had been so confident in battling him.
Yet in the end, he didnât die entirely by his hands. Instead, it was his own object that drained him into a mummy.
Laughable and pathetic!
However, Chen Yuan didnât feel pity for him. With that previous arrogant attitude, he deserved no less, not to mention he had schemed against him in Shu Central before.
Actually, he had wanted to ask how the other party had accurately tracked his whereabouts. After all, that weird feeling really irked him.
But now, thereâs no one to ask.
After a moment of staring, Chen Yuan waved his hand, and a slash of sharp energy decapitated him, wrapping the head in his clothes and tossing it into the Heavenly Book Space.
Inside, it wouldnât rot.
He planned to take this back to the Capital for a report.
Maybe with merits established, it could be quite beneficial for him.
Having beheaded Xiang Lingtian, Chen Yuan didnât whip the corpse. He wasnât that extreme. He merely let the mummy disintegrate, turning into ashes that drifted over the grassland.
Tsk, it has that certain aura.
In the void, both Chen Yuan and Moluo were somewhat silent.
After a long time, Moluo finally said:
âAfter this battle, the Xiang family fully knows of your existence. In the future, you will face another enemy. The remnants of the previous dynasty are equally difficult to deal with.â
His gaze was somewhat profound.
The camel starved to death being bigger than a horse, the Xiang family was indeed usurped by the Sima family. But back then, it endured a terrifying war. He thought that perhaps the Sima family only won that battle with the help of certain entities.
However, he couldnât tell Chen Yuan yet.
The time wasnât right.
Although the Xiang family lost their kingdom, they possessed a strong foundation with deep resources. Accumulated over two hundred years, no one knew how much strength the Xiang family still had.
But he believed it was at least more terrifying than those in Japan.
Chen Yuan smiled slightly:
âNo worries, once my strength reaches that level, Iâll eliminate them one by one.â
He was only curious about what exactly happened back then.
Why would the Xiang family hunt him down as their direct descendant?
Why didnât the mother of this body tell Wu Daozi the truth back then, only vaguely covering it up?
Was it merely due to internal power struggles within the Xiang family?
But if it was just that, why were they so relentless in hunting him down, even talking about extracting the Xiang familyâs divine blood from him?
This was currently the most curious thing to him.
Unfortunately, no one could answer him.
Maybe when he finds these remnants of the Xiang family again, he might only understand the truth under duress.
Truly clichĂ©âŠ.
âThey will regret it.â Moluo looked at Chen Yuan very seriously and said.
He also didnât quite understand. Chen Yuan had fully displayed his talent, praised as the first genius of the Central Plains, dominating an era, with a future already clear.
He absolutely possessed the talent of a True Monarch!
With a descendant having the potential of a Yang God True Monarch, instead of nurturing him well, attaching his allegiance, and planting him in the court as a pawn, they spent so much effort to hunt him down.
Truly, who knows what they were thinking?
Back then, the Great Ancestor Chu, who shocked the world, dominated his era, and defied heaven to defeat immortals, left only such a foolish group of descendants! No foresight at all.
Knowing Chen Yuan was of Xiang lineage, Moluo even thought about whether he could recruit this power, but now it seems hopeless.
They will regret it someday.
Especially when they see Chen Yuan ascend to the pinnacle of the human world!
He didnât doubt this because with his support, Chen Yuan wouldnât prematurely die or fall in most matters. Coupled with his heaven-defying luck and talent.
Even for a Sixth Realm Immortal, it wasnât impossible to challenge.
âToo bad, they wonât have the chance by then.â
Chen Yuan said lightly.
If regret were useful, why need fists?
âSenior, letâs go.â
âTo the Royal Court?â
âFind a place to retreat for a day or two, to advance my cultivation further!â
âGood.â
They spoke and acted swiftly. Very soon, Chen Yuan found a direction and dashed away, quickly leaving that area. Their clash had caused such a large commotion.
Along the way, some tribes were even affected, surely drawing the attention of nearby Barbarians Clan experts.
No need to create enmity, keep a low profile for now.
As expected, about two hours after Chen Yuan left, a formidable Yang Transformation level expert from the Barbarians Clan appeared in the center of the battlefield.
He had followed the traces all the way there.
Looking at the vast, nearly destroyed area, the Yang Transformation level expert of the Barbarians Clan squinted slightly, puzzled. It seemed there were no conflicts among the surrounding tribes.
Even if there were, a battle of this level shouldnât have affected their tribal territory.
Could it be a strongman from the Central Plains?
The Barbarians Clan expert fell into deep thought, growing even more confused internally.
What were Yang Transformation level experts from the Central Plains doing here?
Was it the Royal Courtâs ceremony?
But if so, then Yang Transformation seems unqualified to make trouble.
Indeed, in his perception, Chen Yuan and Xiang Qianqiu were both deemed as Yang Transformation True Masters. He found it difficult for Core Realm Martial Artists to cause such destruction.