The azure sword light swept past, and the ancient warship, along with the blurred figure upon it, was obliterated in an instant!
THUD!
Outside the Zhao Family estate, the middle-aged man fell to his knees, and turbid tears stread uncontrollably down his face.
This... This is an Immortal? So Immortals are just mortals, too!
"Mother! Mother! The Immortal Boat is gone! The Immortal Boat has vanished!"
"That Demi Immortal on the Immortal Boat was obliterated by Young Master Chen's single sword strike! Mother! Our Zhao Family is saved!"
The Zhao Family mbers were overwheld with excitent. They ran toward Chen Zheng, each one falling to their knees and kowtowing respectfully.
"..."
Old Mistress Zhao was stunned. She stared blankly at the young man's back, her heart a maelstrom of emotions. She wanted to say sothing, but in the end, all she could do was sigh.
The Zhao Family's crisis was resolved.
She didn't have to die.
Her son didn't have to die either.
Outside the Zhao Family estate, Chen Zheng lifted his head. His gaze pierced the void, looking toward the location of the Beiming Immortal Sect.
"Chen Ancestor..." Little Bone sensed the change in Chen Zheng's gaze and asked tentatively.
"The Northern Ming Imperial Palace has a treasure known as a Creation Immortal Artifact. That artifact and my Creation Cauldron share the sa origin. The Creation Cauldron can suppress karmic destiny, and the Beiming Immortal Sect also possesses a Creation Immortal Artifact. It seems they're preparing to refine it into their life-bound magic treasure," Chen Zheng said with a light smile.
"What! A Creation Immortal Artifact! The Beiming Immortal Sect has a Creation Immortal Artifact, too!" Little Bone's eyes shone with excitent upon hearing this.
"The Northern Ming Imperial Palace..."
"A Creation Immortal Artifact!"
"Our Zhao Family has a Creation Immortal Artifact now!"
The Zhao Family mbers were stunned for a mont before they reacted with a jolt.
"Old thing! Are you a cultivator from the Beiming Immortal Sect? Since you've co to the Zhao Family, why not reveal yourself!"
Just then, a cold shout suddenly echoed from above. A black-robed cultivator appeared out of thin air, looking down upon the Zhao Family estate. He was at the peak of the Golden Core Stage, just one step away from the Nascent Soul Stage. His eyes, full of disdain, swept over Chen Zheng before landing on Old Mistress Zhao. "You old dog! You can't even manage your own family's affairs. Get out of the way!"
BOOM! BOOM!
As the black-robed cultivator's voice fell, two stars materialized high in the firmant, their light crisscrossing to form a grand array pattern.
"I have already calculated the ti of the great calamity. If I weren't afraid of accidentally harming you all, I would have wiped out the Zhao Family long ago! Hmph! An old dog like you thinks you can stop ? Get out of my way!" the black-robed cultivator bellowed arrogantly.
"The Immortal Realm..." Old Mistress Zhao murmured with a frown as she looked at the two stars.
"The Immortal Realm? An ant like you dares to spy on the Immortal Realm? Hmph! A re peak Golden Core Stage cultivator trying to glimpse the Immortal Realm is simply courting death!" the black-robed cultivator mocked coldly, striking down toward the Zhao Family estate with his palm.
BOOM! BOOM!
The Zhao Family estate collapsed in an instant.
"Haha! Old Zhao, your family is finished! Haha!" the black-robed cultivator laughed hideously.
"Young Master Chen!"
"Young Master Chen, save us!"
"Young Master Chen, save us all!"
Inside the ruined estate, the mbers of the Zhao family fled in panic.
"Hmph! Young Master Chen, we are acting on an edict from the Saint Emperor Hall. If you know what's good for you, surrender imdiately and co with us!" the black-robed cultivator said ominously.
"The Saint Emperor Hall..." Hearing the na, Old Mistress Zhao's expression changed drastically. "Young Master Chen, don't agree! The Saint Emperor Hall is the leader of the Nanling noble families. Their cultivators don't even see ordinary cultivators as human! You absolutely must not agree!"
"The Saint Emperor Hall, leader of the Nanling noble families?" Chen Zheng shook his head with a light smile. "I've been to your Saint Emperor Hall once. It wasn't very interesting, and I have no interest in it."
"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, the black-robed cultivator's expression turned glacial.
WHOOSH!
Suddenly, Chen Zheng raised his hand and slapped out through the air.
"How dare you!" the black-robed cultivator cried out in shock.
POP!
The black-robed cultivator's entire body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
*Hiss!*
"This..."
Is Young Master Chen slapping the Saint Emperor Hall in the face?
The mbers of the Zhao Family trembled uncontrollably.
To pulp a cultivator's body with a single slap... what terrifying power does that require?
"..."
A look of utter shock was etched onto Old Mistress Zhao's aged face.
"Saint Emperor Hall," Chen Zheng's indifferent voice rang out again from above the estate. "Send your Immortal King over, or the Saint Emperor Hall will be annihilated today."
WHOOSH!
As his words fell, the two stars in the dark firmant instantly blinked out of existence.
"You're courting death!"
"How audacious!"
"Madman! You're seeking your own death!"
Above the Zhao Family, two surges of overwhelming immortal might swelled—one from the rear mountain and the other from the front courtyard. These two streams of power descended and manifested as two figures in the sky.
They were two white-haired elders. One had crane-like white hair and a youthful complexion, while the other was short and stout. At this mont, both were staring intently at Chen Zheng.
That last strike... the black-robed cultivator was killed! Even though he was only an early Golden Core Stage cultivator, he was a Golden Core cultivator nonetheless! To be obliterated by Young Master Chen in the blink of an eye... Could Young Master Chen be at the Nascent Soul Stage? However, even if he is, he must be executed! The forces that want him dead this ti are incredibly powerful!
"Who are you!" the elder with crane-like hair and a youthful complexion bellowed.
"My surna is Chen." Chen Zheng glanced at the pair, his gaze finally settling on the short, stout cultivator. "Since the people from the Saint Emperor Hall have arrived, I might as well erase your branch in this immortal city today."
"You dare!"
"Utter arrogance!"
The two erupted in rage and once again pressed down on Chen Zheng from afar.
BOOM!
High in the sky, two stars converged.
BOOM! BOOM!
The two stars seed to possess a life of their own as they charged straight for Chen Zheng.
"Hmph!" Chen Zheng flicked his sleeve, and the two stars shattered. With a casual grasp, the law fragnts that the stars had beco instantly flew into his body.
THUD! THUD!
The two white-haired elders' faces turned ashen. They scrambled to their knees, trembling uncontrollably. They had lost all the grace and pride befitting cultivators of the Immortal Martial Dynasty.
"Who exactly are you!"
"Could you be an old monster from the Immortal Martial Mainland who has been reborn through possession?" the two elders scread in terror.
"Reborn through possession?" Chen Zheng shook his head slightly. "I've never been to your Saint Emperor Hall."
"Then how do you know of the Saint Emperor Hall? You aren't a native of the Immortal Martial Mainland! You co from a world beyond it. Perhaps you were sent by so ancient sect to clean up the trash of our land!" the white-haired elder pondered for a mont before shouting again.
"Your guess has so rit," Chen Zheng nodded faintly.
"..."
Hearing this, the two kneeling elders fell silent. They now understood that Chen Zheng was not from the Immortal Martial Mainland. He might truly be a lord of the Immortal Realm—and definitely not an ordinary one.
"Senior, this junior has offended you. Please, Senior, forgive ! I am willing to offer everything if you would spare my life this one ti!"
Abruptly, the white-haired elder began to kowtow desperately toward Chen Zheng.
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