Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique

In the mountains behind the Imperial Palace, an elder with green robes and green hair sat cross-legged atop a stone monument. He was surrounded by verdant mountains and clear waters, a scene of natural beauty. Wisps of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi constantly converged on him, forming a sizable Primordial Energy Vortex. This was none other than the National Guardian Elder, Wu Qingsong, who had appeared when Mu Chen’s Dantian was reforged.

Just then, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi suddenly fluctuated. Wu Qingsong gently opened his eyes, a sharp glint shooting from them. The Primordial Qi around him gradually receded, and his surroundings grew calm once more.

SWOOSH!

A Spatial Rift appeared before Wu Qingsong, but he showed no fear. Watching the three people who stepped out, Wu Qingsong smiled. "Alas, it seems no matter how hard I try, I’ll never catch up to you."

As soon as Di Cang appeared, he heard Wu Qingsong’s words and gave a wry smile. "You’re ten years younger than me, and your cultivation has already reached the Mid-stage Eighth Ring Martial Emperor. Surpassing me is only a matter of time. Anyway, I’ve come today to borrow the Empire Transmission Array."

Wu Qingsong rolled his eyes. "Come with me. We can catch up after the teleportation."

With that, Wu Qingsong led Di Cang, Xuan Yin, and Lingyun toward a mountain peak. The peak wasn’t very high, and at its base was a stone gate several men tall. It was dark inside the gate, which was where the Empire Transmission Array was located. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Entering the stone gate, they saw an array on the ground covered in runes, and they all felt a sense of awe. These were Teleportation Arrays left behind by their ancestors; almost no one knew how to build them anymore. Di Cang sighed and said to Lingyun, "Yun’er, step into the center of the array. Elder Wu will then send you to Luofeng City."

Lingyun nodded and stepped into the center of the Teleportation Array with a single stride. Wu Qingsong said in a deep voice, "After you enter the teleportation, you’ll experience temporary blindness and dizziness from weightlessness. This is all normal. If you’re ready, I’ll begin."

Lingyun replied, "I’m ready."

Hearing this, Wu Qingsong extended his hands. With a flash from his ring, two prismatic crystals engraved with strange runes appeared. Activated by Wu Qingsong’s Primordial Power, the crystals emitted a high-pitched hum, followed by a blinding, turquoise light. As the light spread, the massive Teleportation Array began to spin. It spun at an incredible speed, and with a cry of surprise, Lingyun dissolved into a ball of light and vanished from the array.

HUFF... HUFF...

Wu Qingsong sighed. "I’m getting old. It’s been so many years since this Teleportation Array was used, I almost forgot how to operate it."

With a flash from his ring, Di Cang produced a white medicinal pill. "This is a Recovery Pill. It can quickly restore spent Primordial Power."

Wu Qingsong looked at the Recovery Pill and grumbled, "You rich bastard..." Despite his words, his hands moved with no hesitation at all, snatching the Recovery Pill and putting it into his Storage Ring.

Di Cang was exasperated. "You old coot! I told you to eat it, not to put it away!"

Wu Qingsong chuckled. "What a waste. A treasure like this should be saved for an emergency. Come on, let’s go catch up. Oh, and Emperor, you come along too."

Xuan Yin agreed, and the three of them quickly vanished from the back mountains...

「In Luofeng City, at the Mu Mansion Courtyard.」

All eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man in the sky known as Elder Fei Yun. The immense pressure radiating from him had already left everyone present breathless.

Mu Gu Tian, Mufeng, Mu Zheng, Mu Yeqiu, Wang Mo, and the two Wang Family elders were all forced to release their Primordial Power in defense. For a moment, green Martial Rings flashed continuously, revealing their Martial Spirit Realm cultivation to everyone.

"A Martial Sect!" Beads of sweat formed on Wang Mo’s forehead. ’We only just broke through to the Martial Spirit Realm. A First-Ring Martial King is enough to immobilize us, let alone a Martial Sect expert, who is a whole Great Tier higher than a Martial King!’

Mu Gu Tian looked at the flapping blue wings and gave a bitter smile. ’Looks like we’re really finished this time.’

Chen Wenfu and Li Zongtang were dumbfounded by the scene. A cold sweat broke out and ran down their backs. They never imagined the Mu and Wang Families had hidden their strength so deeply, suddenly revealing so many Martial Spirits—seven of them! And Mufeng was even a Three-Ring Martial Spirit. It was simply unbelievable.

However, Chen Wenfu was secretly gloating. ’Trading fifty percent of my profits to eliminate the threat of seven Martial Spirits—it was a price well worth paying.’ Thinking this, Chen Wenfu exchanged a look with Li Zongtang, and both saw a trace of relief in the other’s eyes.

Faced with a Martial Sect, even Mu Chen was powerless. Among all the Martial Masters, only he and Mu Xueqing remained standing; everyone else was prostrated on the ground, finding it difficult to even twitch. However, Elder Fei Yun spotted the exceptional Mu Chen at a glance. He let out a soft sound of surprise and said, puzzled, "You’re an interesting little fellow. A mere Eighth-Ring Martial Master, yet you can withstand my pressure."

Mu Chen frowned at Elder Fei Yun but said nothing. ’In truth, I’ve already unleashed all of my Primordial Power, including my Ice Extreme Power. Otherwise, I’d be on the ground just like everyone else. It’s Mu Bingling who surprises me. To think an Eighth-Ring Grand Martial Master can also remain standing.’

Seeing Mu Chen ignore him, Elder Fei Yun felt a flicker of annoyance, but his face remained wreathed in a smile. "Heh, quite the personality." With that, Yunfei turned his gaze to the dust-covered Chen Wenfu and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

Chen Wenfu gave a sinister chuckle and, pointing at Mu Gu Tian and the others, said, "Annihilate them!"

The words had barely left Chen Wenfu’s mouth when a white figure flashed in front of him. Without a word, a fair fist covered in crackling thunder smashed squarely into his face.

"AHH!"

A wail of agony escaped Chen Wenfu’s lips as his body shot away like an arrow released from its bowstring. This scene made everyone’s eyes go wide. Even the sanctimonious Elder Fei Yun, with his superior air, was stunned. Who else could that white figure be but Mu Chen?

"Heh, you want to annihilate us? Then I’ll annihilate you first!"

With that, Mu Chen clenched his fist. The space around him seemed to pause, and an enormous Profound Ice Giant Fan materialized. With a surge of Thunder Light at his feet, he instantly appeared where Chen Wenfu was about to land. With a flick of his arm, the Profound Ice Giant Fan snapped open with a WHOOSH. The sharp Fan Blades, glowing with an ice-blue halo, slashed out with a SWISH. Without a doubt, if this strike landed, Chen Wenfu was a dead man.

"Elder Fei Yun! Save me!"

"You dare, boy!" Elder Fei Yun finally reacted. With a great shout, he thrust a palm strike through the air toward Mu Chen.

BAM!

A muffled bang resounded as a three-meter-wide hand of Primordial Power slammed into Mu Chen’s Profound Ice Giant Fan. Such was the strength of a Martial Sect; the sturdy Profound Ice Giant Fan offered almost no resistance before shattering into countless Profound Ice Shards. With his defense gone, Mu Chen was sent flying backward by the palm strike. The instant he was thrown, a faint white barrier of light appeared over his chest. The barrier was incredibly weak and shattered immediately upon impact.

"Chen’Er!"

"Mu Chen!"

"Chen’Er!"

The three cries came from the Mu Family’s side simultaneously. Mu Chen felt as if his chest had been shattered. With a GAG, he spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with fragments of his internal organs. Elder Fei Yun had released that palm strike subconsciously, holding nothing back, so it could be said to contain nearly one hundred percent of his power. Otherwise, with Mu Chen’s formidable physique, his organs wouldn’t have been ruptured.

His white robes were finally stained red with blood. Mu Bingling was the first to rush over, closely followed by Mufeng. Mufeng held Mu Chen tightly in his arms, rapidly enveloping him with Primordial Power, but Mu Chen’s injuries were too severe. Every cough brought up copious amounts of blood.

At that moment, the White Dragon Cauldron inside Mu Chen’s body began to spin rapidly. After prolonged use, the Emperor’s Heart Returning Lotus liquid within the cauldron had been reduced from the original seven drops to just three. Mu Chen’s injuries were simply too grave. The White Dragon Cauldron spun at its absolute limit, and even the nine white dragons on its surface floated off, circling it at high speed.

Under the White Dragon Cauldron’s rotation, two of the three brilliant, crystalline drops of liquid rose from within. Two of the circling white dragons let out a cry, swooped down to catch the two crystalline drops in their mouths, and then flew toward Mu Chen’s chest. They began to circle his damaged internal organs rapidly. With each pass, a large amount of milky-white energy was released from the dragons’ bodies, which was quickly absorbed by the injured organs. At a speed visible to the naked eye, Mu Chen’s damaged organs began to repair themselves at an astonishing rate.

However, Mufeng, Mu Bingling, and Mu Gu Tian, who were on the outside, couldn’t see any of this. Their faces were filled with worry. Mu Chen’s pale complexion and blood-soaked body caused them immense anguish.

A cold glint flashed in Mu Bingling’s tear-reddened eyes. In an instant, her icy blue pupils transformed into a pair of merciless, vertical slits. But as soon as the slitted pupils appeared, a swastika-shaped symbol materialized on her forehead, followed by a searing pain in her mind.

"AHH!"

Mu Bingling cried out in alarm. Her eyes, which had turned into vertical slits, reverted to normal. Her already fair cheeks became deathly pale. ’Just a moment ago, I suddenly felt the Primordial Power in my body about to erupt—a power of completely unknown strength. But just as that power was about to manifest, another stream of Golden Elemental Power appeared like a shackle and viciously locked it down. It was that very lock that jolted me back to my senses.’

Beside her, Mufeng, his own eyes red, looked at Mu Bingling with concern. "Bing’Er, what’s wrong?!"

Mu Bingling shook her head, her gaze low as she looked at Mu Chen. She tightly clasped his hands and prayed with all her heart that he would be all right...

Just then, Chen Wenfu struggled to his feet from a pile of rubble. With a SPIT, he coughed up a mouthful of blood. Several yellowed, broken teeth clattered to the ground within the pool of blood. Mu Chen’s punch had been too sudden. Chen Wenfu had only had time to throw up a hasty Primordial Power defense but hadn’t been able to dodge. Now, his entire right cheek was caved in, giving him an extremely bizarre appearance.