Heaven-Surpassing Divine Emperor

It was high noon.

The sun hung high in the sky, marking the most sweltering part of the day.

But now...

The entire Celestial Demon Canyon was deathly silent. The many powerhouses within the canyon were all stunned speechless, feeling only waves of coldness wash over them.

The complexions of Luoo Ri and Meng Qing changed simultaneously. The youth before them, with his sunny and harmless smile, sent a tremor of fear through them that reached the very depths of their souls.

The two subconsciously retreated.

Jiang Chen’s face was cold as he single-handedly gripped the blood-stained wheel, pressing closer to the two men step by step.

He said nothing, merely staring at them coldly.

Luoo Ri and Meng Qing’s faces turned pale. They recalled how, just over a month ago, the three of them had joined forces and still lost to Jiang Chen.

And now...

The fluctuations of Qi and blood from Jiang Chen were clearly far stronger than they had been a month ago. The faces of the two men grew even paler, a look of terror appearing in their eyes as they barked, "Jiang Chen, you- you stay back!"

"You tell me to stay back, and I’m supposed to listen?" Jiang Chen snorted disdainfully.

He pressed forward relentlessly.

A heavy pressure, like a colossal stone, bore down on Luoo Ri and Meng Qing, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

Two mighty True Martial Realm Powerhouses were now pale-faced and drenched in cold sweat.

"Y-You come any closer, and I won’t be so polite!"

Luoo Ri said through gritted teeth.

Jiang Chen flicked the Refined Iron Wheel in his hand, producing a crisp THUMP THUMP. The corners of his mouth lifted into a sinister smile as he said slowly, "Then by all means, show me just how ’not polite’ you can be."

"I... I..."

Luoo Ri opened his mouth, but no more threats would come out.

’Actually fight him?’

’They were no match for Jiang Chen over a month ago, let alone now.’

Meng Qing’s face darkened. He looked at Zhao Qinghuo. "Gang Leader Zhao, this brat is too arrogant! Please, Gang Leader, capture him!"

The five True Martial Realm Powerhouses of the Qinghuo Gang all turned to look at Zhao Qinghuo.

Zhao Qinghuo waved his hand, not sending his experts forward. He gazed indifferently at Meng Qing and Luoo Ri and said flatly, "You two go ahead and test him. Let me see what he’s capable of... Don’t worry. If I see your lives are in danger, I will naturally step in to save you."

"But..." Meng Qing hesitated.

He had just opened his mouth when Zhao Qinghuo cut him off impatiently. "You’ve both been in the True Martial Realm for decades. Even if you can’t defeat him together, do you not even have the confidence to save your own lives?"

"Alright!"

Meng Qing gritted his teeth and said, "Gang Leader Zhao, if you see we are losing, you absolutely must save us! As long as we don’t die today, from now on, twenty percent of the annual profits from my Yulan Mansion’s Money Commerce Association will be offered to you!"

Zhao Qinghuo nodded in satisfaction and said with complete confidence, "Rest assured. With me here, I guarantee your lives will not be in danger."

After receiving Zhao Qinghuo’s assurance, Meng Qing and Luoo Ri breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Qinghuo was, after all, a powerful master of the True Martial Realm Sixth Stage. In terms of strength, he was a cut above even Yulan Shouqing and Wang Yizhou. With their minds at ease, the two turned to Jiang Chen with smug sneers. "You little bastard, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death!"

"Die!"

With a low roar, the two of them became blurs, rushing at Jiang Chen from the left and right.

SWISH! SWISH!

Both of them were masters of the True Martial Realm Second Stage.

Together, they could even fight an ordinary master of the True Martial Realm Third Stage.

Back then, Jiang Chen had to use considerable means to defeat them!

The battle immediately sparked discussion among the crowd...

Wang Yizhou stared at the battlefield and said in a low voice, "Mansion Master, what is Zhao Qinghuo planning? He already knows Jiang Chen defeated Qian Luohao and the other two when they teamed up, so why is he sending Meng Qing and Luoo Ri to their deaths?"

"That’s where Zhao Qinghuo is cunning. He’s testing the waters, trying to use these two to gauge Jiang Chen’s true strength!" Yulan Shouqing’s eyes glinted, a trace of Evil Qi within them. His own son was trapped inside because of Zhao Qinghuo, and he was powerless to do anything, filling him with long-held resentment.

"That crafty old fox..."

Wang Yizhou gritted his teeth in hatred as he looked toward Zhao Qinghuo.

At that moment...

Zhao Qinghuo was speaking fawningly to Luo Zhen. "Young Master Luo, do you think this Jiang Chen could be the one who killed Kun’Er?"

"Observing the strength of his Qi and blood, he should be around the True Martial Realm Third Stage. His realm is comparable to Junior Brother Zhao’s, but Junior Brother Zhao is a disciple of my Saint Martial Sword Sect. The Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills he practices far surpass those of ordinary Martial Artists at the same level. We can’t conclude if this Jiang Chen is the killer just yet. Let’s observe his methods first!" Luo Zhen’s eyes glinted as if they could see through people, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Luoo Ri and Meng Qing are both at the True Martial Realm Second Stage. Even if that kid can defeat them, it won’t be easy. He’ll surely have to reveal some of his trump cards, allowing us to see through him!" Zhao Qinghuo said.

"Mm!"

Luo Zhen nodded and said confidently, "In my opinion, for Jiang Chen to defeat Luoo Ri and Meng Qing together, it will take at least a hundred moves!"

"Young Master Luo’s insight is sharp, perceiving every detail!" Zhao Qinghuo said quickly.

All of this seemed to happen slowly, but in reality, it all occurred in an instant.

Luoo Ri and Meng Qing moved like Flowing Light, trailing long afterimages, and in a flash, they were right in front of Jiang Chen.

The light around them erupted as they activated their Martial Soul Talents right from the start!

"Luoo God’s Sleeve Flick, Rivers Reverse..." Luoo Ri roared, and a stunningly beautiful figure materialized behind him.

It was the Luoo Family’s Innate Divine Technique—Luoo God’s Sleeve Flick!

As the ethereal image of the Luoo God appeared, it gently flicked its long sleeves. The sleeves danced, resembling a great cyan river flowing through the air. This river of sleeves was filled with terrifying killing intent, capable of shattering a hill with a single sweep!

A massive black hammer materialized behind Meng Qing, its shadow looming overhead. He clasped the handle with both hands, and his muscles instantly swelled, becoming as hard as if they were cast from lead. Veins like prisons leaped beneath his skin as he roared with the force of thunder, "Martial Soul Talent—One Hammer Shatters the Mountain!"

RUMBLE—

The Luoo God flicked its sleeve, and the river of cyan fabric surged forward like an enraged Cyan Dragon.

The black heavy hammer descended from the sky with the force of the Creation of Heaven and Earth!

"Why are these two so impatient, using their Martial Soul Talents right at the start?" Zhao Qinghuo frowned.

Luo Zhen looked relaxed. "It seems they’re also aiming for a quick victory. But that’s fine... Both of their Martial Soul Talents are quite strong. It should be enough to force out that Jiang Chen’s trump cards and expose his true strength!"

The two conversed with full confidence.

However...

The moment they finished speaking, Jiang Chen, who had been standing still, tapped his foot on the ground with a dull THUD.

Then, Jiang Chen strolled forward as if taking a leisurely walk in a courtyard.

His body moved like a swimming dragon, weaving between the river of cyan sleeves and the black heavy hammer, as if he were passing through a field of a thousand flowers without a single petal brushing against him. The powerful attacks of Luoo Ri and Meng Qing couldn’t even touch his body. With a sharp flick of the Refined Iron Wheel in his hand and two dull THUMPS, he sent both men flying backward.

"How is that possible?"

Luo Zhen and Zhao Qinghuo shot to their feet, their faces filled with shock.

Just a moment ago, they had confidently declared that the two working together would surely force out Jiang Chen’s trump cards.

But now...

Jiang Chen had merely taken a single step forward and, with a casual swing of the wheel, not only broken their attacks but also sent them flying?

’What kind of power is this?’

"Not good!"

Zhao Qinghuo snapped back to his senses just in time to see Jiang Chen walking toward the two men, Refined Iron Wheel in hand. His expression changed, and he roared, "You little bastard, stop!"

He had just sworn an oath that he would protect Luoo Ri and Meng Qing.

If they were killed right under his nose by Jiang Chen, what would become of his, Zhao Qinghuo’s, reputation?

"You tell me to stop, so I should stop? Who the hell do you think you are?!"

Jiang Chen shot him a cold, mocking sneer and flicked his finger, sending two spherical golden bursts of Sword Qi erupting forward.

The spherical Sword Qi burrowed directly into their bodies. Luoo Ri and Meng Qing’s bodies began to inflate like balloons. Their faces filled with terror as they screamed at Zhao Qinghuo, "Gang Leader Zhao, sa—"

They couldn’t finish the word.

Stream after stream of golden Sword Qi burst out from within them. Hundreds, thousands of golden Sword Qi bursts erupted from the inside out, tearing their bodies apart. It was as if countless golden hands were ripping Luoo Ri and Meng Qing to shreds. With a massive BOOM, the two of them exploded into a cloud of blood mist, not even leaving a corpse behind.

The Celestial Demon Canyon once again fell so silent you could hear a pin drop.

No one could have imagined that the youth would be so clean and decisive, killing the two with such overwhelming force...