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Chapter 417 The Final Move to Slay Ancestral Instructions!
A wisp of killing intent drifted and gathered, and a tremendous gust of wind propelled Meng Chuan's entire body, as if a god had descended from the heavens.

As his head reappeared, another massive version of the Sea-Piercing Palm was unleashed, slapping straight out.

boom! ! !
The giant hand cast a shadow, obscuring all the light from Pei Shan's forehead.

The violent energy clashed back and forth, and was then focused by the palm force into a colorless column of energy that pierced down from the sky!
The force was beyond what ordinary people could imagine!

The speed is also incredibly fast!

Meng Chuan's third move was unleashed. His hands, now incredibly large after liberation, actually managed to hold Pei Shan's entire upper body in place!

Then the muscles bulge and contract, and the force is released!
puff
Meng Chuan expressed his apologies for the trauma he caused to the children.

Pei Shan's entire head, along with his shoulder blades and chest, was crushed to pieces by Meng Chuan's palm strike.

It's like taking a soft-boiled egg and crushing it, shell and all.

Skin, blood, fatty tissue, brain matter, and so on, yellow, white, and red, scattered everywhere.

Worried that Pei Shan might cause some more trouble, Meng Chuan added another "sinking boat" to the mix.

The demonic leader took off instantly, crashing through countless walls before finally stopping inside the high wall surrounding the Divine Martial Arts School.

boom!
The deafening roar subsided, revealing a scene that would be unforgettable.

Half of the indoor martial arts arena collapsed, and the entire wall that bore the force disintegrated.

Looking out through the vanished wall inside the martial arts arena.

The human-shaped hole in the lobby wall fit perfectly with the hole in the building's exterior wall that enveloped the lobby, and Pei Shan used his body to pierce through it repeatedly.

Finally, a corpse, its chest and above completely gone, was found stuck in a dent in the outer wall of the martial arts school.

If the wall hadn't been reinforced with alloy, and if Pei Shan hadn't lost his head, the stress points on his body would have been even greater.

The body had to pass through this wall and fly into the middle of the road before it could lose the enormous kinetic energy given to it by the sunken boat.

Hearing the commotion, the police officers from the Fucheng Police Station, who were stationed nearby, all gathered around to investigate.

Seeing this scene, a chill ran down my spine from head to toe.

Some female colleagues couldn't bear to watch this scene and turned their heads away, muttering to themselves:
"My colleagues in Yong'an said that this leader surnamed Meng hates evil as if it were his enemy, and every time he takes action against the demonic path, the scene is bloody. It seems to be true."

The second-in-command, the police chief in charge, was the first to come to his senses. His mind raced, and he quickly signaled for everyone to rush in and take control of the situation.

Meng Chuan's figure appeared outside the martial arts school at the same time, staring intently at Pei Shan's portrait hanging on the wall.

Having dealt with demonic forces too many times, he was worried about his corpse coming back to life.

His figure appeared somewhat terrifying to the officers at the police station.

There was no other reason than that Pei Shan's brain tissue was still hanging on Meng Chuan's right palm.

He shook it; it was still a little sticky, bouncing on his palm like a yo-yo.

Its momentum surged instantly, finally blowing away all the filth.

"Everyone, is it confirmed that Pei Shan is dead?"

Other officers rushed in to control the situation and subdue the evil thugs. Meng Chuan stopped a young man at the back of the line and asked him a question.

This young man, who was at the sixth level of Qi and Blood, had just joined the police station and had never seen such a bloody and violent scene before.

Furthermore, Meng Chuanzhou's imposing aura hadn't subsided, which startled him, and he stammered:
"The leader is dead, completely dead."

Meng Chuan slightly reduced his aura and magnetic field:

"Don't panic, I'm not some kind of serial killer. This guy deserves to die, understand?"

After saying that, Meng Chuan ignored him and went straight to "Half-Pei Shan" to search for him.

Upon hearing Meng Chuan's words, the young man came to his senses and continued to follow the group into the martial arts hall.

At this point, some remaining demonic warriors still put up a stubborn resistance, drawing their guns and shooting at ordinary people.

The crowd scattered like birds and beasts.

He swallowed hard, swallowing the rising taste of blood, his knuckles rubbing against the hilt of the sword at his waist, generating a slight warmth.

As they entered the police station, Meng Chuan hurriedly began to search Pei Shan's body.

He knew that the "origin of the Lü Zu statue" was the culprit behind all of this.

We must find it, not only for the mission, but also for the sake of the millions of people in Fucheng.

Even in death, the crystal ball that could unleash the black dragon was still tightly held in Pei Shan's hand.

Meng Chuan pried open the stiff fingers and pulled it out.

This thing looks like a magical artifact, but it's not quite.

However, something that can withstand one of my punches is definitely not an ordinary thing.

He decided to keep it for now and not hand it over to the police station, but to have it examined first.

Hold the crystal ball in your palm and examine it closely.

The sphere was about the size of a fist. Although it was somewhat dark overall, its surface shimmered with a faint light, like a deep-sea vortex.

As I deepened my perception, the crystal ball flashed briefly, but then showed no other reaction.

"What do you mean?"

Meng Chuan didn't know what this thing was for, and he had other important things to do, so he casually put it in his pocket and would study it later.

In addition, his senses swept across Pei Shan's entire body.

Aside from the mostly broken demonic Buddhist prayer beads he carried and a small book engraved with distorted characters, he had nothing else.

There is no strangely shaped statue of Lu Zu that is said to have an attraction to "gods" as mentioned in the national mission.

"Neither of these items is of any use to me. I'll leave them with the local police station to hand over to the state and exchange them for money."

The latter little book was probably some kind of unknown magical technique, which Meng Chuan was not interested in.

I don't know the situation with the "two swords," but it shouldn't be a big problem. That strange statue is probably hidden in Pei Shan's office; even if someone is guarding it, they probably can't be a match for the two of them.

He turned and walked back into the martial arts arena, intending to first help the police control the scene before meeting up with his two teammates.

The remaining demonic martial artists in the martial arts arena could be dealt with in just a few moves by him.

I took care of it quickly to prevent it from causing further harm to these parents and children.

Inside the martial arts arena.

Bang bang bang!
The bullets hit Meng Chuan, and apart from a few wisps of smoke rising, it was no different from a tickle.

He and the local sheriff were unstoppable, taking control of the situation in less than ten seconds.

Having witnessed Meng Chuan's move firsthand, and seeing such power emanate from a mere casual exertion, the police chief was utterly astonished.

Fucheng is just a small place, and martial arts geniuses are rare. He had never seen such an unparalleled expert before.

"I've learned something new today. No wonder you're from Yong'an. I heard you're a martial arts master from Beilian University. You're really amazing."

His child is studying at Wuhan University in Yong'an and is even a year older than Meng Chuan.

Seeing Meng Chuan make his move in succession, one realizes just how vast the gap can be between people.

Let alone his own child with seven qi and blood barriers, even he himself would probably not be able to gain any advantage over the other party.
Clearly, this "monster" who emerged from a top-tier martial arts university has already shattered the sheriff's expectations.
Meng Chuan waved his hand, his face expressionless.

Hearing the police chief's flattery, he had no reaction and no time to engage in the "flattery" with the other party.

As he walked deeper into the back of the martial arts arena, he pondered:

"It's been so long, why haven't those two made a move yet? Could they have really crashed and burned?"

One of the Heavenly King's grandsons, and also Yan Huawu, the leader of the Xuanhuang School.

The other wields a fourth-grade True Martial weapon, a true disciple of the Eastern Alliance Great Martial Arts.

If the two were to be killed by the demonic forces in Fucheng, it would likely cause a huge uproar in the Great Chu.
Just as he was thinking this, his nostrils twitched slightly, and his expression changed drastically!
His spirit had not yet sensed it, but it could smell the aura wafting from afar in the air.

The demonic energy clashed with the dragon and tiger's power, creating a chaotic mess.
Two minutes ago, in the master's office located at the deepest part of the Shinta Martial Arts School.

Pei Shan's core subordinates are all here, responsible for guarding certain things in the Summoning Demon Palace, as well as the most crucial faith statue.

"Two swords" to overcome five obstacles and defeat six generals.

After eliminating three fourth-stage demonic cultivators and a deputy high priest from the Fucheng branch, they successfully broke into this place.

"Sizzle".

The brand-new desk drawer made a screeching sound as it slipped.

Chen Xuan reached inside, groped around for a bit, and his face showed a hint of joy.

Deep inside the drawer, he found a small, weathered bronze statue.

The moment you touch it, it's as cold as soaking in a freezing spring.

He took the portrait out of the drawer and examined it closely.

Between the eyebrows of the statue of Lü Zu, a dot of vermilion has faded to dark brown.

However, fragments of "Xuanhe Tongbao" copper coins were still embedded in the folds of the garment.

The two huddled together and used their divine senses; the tactile sensations perfectly matched the description in the mission.

Chen Xuan's knowledge was even more extensive, and he explained calmly:
"That's it, and it also fits the ancient era description in the mission."

Look at these fragments of copper coins in the folds; they perfectly match the description of the "cast image coin" in the "Record of the Divine Transformation and Wonderful Insights of the Pure Yang Emperor".

Moreover, the base of the statue is engraved with the large characters "[Dazhong Xiangfu Fifth Year Baxian Temple]", which confirms that it was indeed one of the statues of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal that was lost from Baxian Temple in its early years.

It seems it was stolen by the Demon Summoning Palace and later transformed into its current form by the Demon Lord behind it.

Hearing Chen Xuan's logical and well-reasoned analysis, Zheng Chengcheng was extremely surprised.

"You kid, you're incredibly knowledgeable?"

The two worked together to kill the enemy, helped each other, and developed a certain camaraderie.

By this time, the two were much more familiar with each other than when they first arrived.

Chen Xuan maintained his deadpan expression and calmly said:

"It's just so-so. It's not that I'm particularly clever, but rather that I've benefited from the strict and kind family teachings of the Chen family, which I've been influenced by from a young age."

Zheng Chengcheng nodded and smiled:
"It's no coincidence. My Zheng family is a family of kings, and our ancestral teachings are both strict and kind."

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The two walked out, intending to meet up with Meng Chuan.

Chen Xuan was just about to criticize Zheng Chengcheng for being uncultured and trying to piggyback on his fame.

Suddenly, a chilling sensation descended upon me.

It felt like something unseen and intangible was blowing cold air down my neck.

Chen Xuan's expression changed drastically, and he was about to speak!
An invisible and intangible thing shot out from an unknown place and instantly disappeared into the space between the eyebrows!
His whole body convulsed, and countless tiny dots appeared under his skin.

At the same time, the statue in his hand was also undergoing a strange change, with strands of light turning into fine sand and penetrating into its seven orifices.

Zheng Chengcheng reacted very quickly, instantly reaching out and slapping the statue out of Chen Xuan's hand.

The incense's power, like quicksand, was instantly interrupted.

Unfortunately, Chen Xuan was still possessed by some unknown entity, emitting a strange "hehehe" laugh.

Zheng Chengcheng's heart pounded. Coming from a family of superstars, he naturally recognized this change.

"A conceptual-level demon is hidden in Pei Shan's office."

This is probably his final trump card in protecting the statue!
(End of this chapter)