The sky above Wanbao City changed color.

Ling Chen stood atop the high platform in the center of the city, unleashing his full aura as a fourth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator. The supreme pressure of the Spirit Emperor's inheritance spread outwards like a tidal wave. The previously panicked cultivators in the city all looked up, sensing an aura of majesty emanating from the black-clad youth that compelled them to kneel in reverence.

"That's... the person the Xuanjian Sect is hunting down?"

"Qi Refining stage... no, it's Foundation Establishment level four! But how come this aura is even more terrifying than the sect master's?"

Whispers spread through the city, and everyone's attention was drawn to that figure.

In mid-air, Zhao Wuji, the sect leader of Xuanjian Sect, narrowed his eyes, his pupils shrinking slightly. He had just received news that this young man had broken through from the ninth level of Qi Refining to the fourth level of Foundation Establishment within three days. He hadn't believed it at first, but now that he had seen it with his own eyes, a sense of unease arose in his heart.

But then he thought again, he was a powerful cultivator at the sixth level of the Core Formation Realm, with the Black Wind Ridge and Flowing Cloud Valley forces behind him. Together, they had five Core Formation Realm experts, hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators, and thousands of outer disciples. Even a Golden Core Realm expert would have to think twice before joining such a force.

What kind of trouble can a mere Foundation Establishment Level 4 junior cause?

"Ling Chen!" Zhao Wuji's voice boomed like a bell, echoing throughout the entire city. "I'll give you one last chance. Hand over the inheritance, cripple your cultivation, and I'll spare your life! Otherwise—"

"Noisy."

Ling Chen uttered two words indifferently, interrupting Zhao Wuji.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

The entire room fell silent.

Zhao Wuji's face instantly turned ashen. As the sect leader of the Xuanjian Sect, who within tens of thousands of miles would dare to disrespect him? To be publicly rebuked by a mere Foundation Establishment junior was an utter disgrace!

"You're courting death!" Zhao Wuji roared, raising his hand to unleash a sharp sword light that slashed straight at Ling Chen's face!

Wherever the sword light passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp, explosive sound. The powerful strike from the Core Formation Realm expert, fueled by rage, was terrifyingly potent.

The cultivators in the city cried out in alarm, and the timid ones closed their eyes, unable to bear to watch the boy being cleaved in two.

however--

Ling Chen slightly shifted his body and moved his feet lightly. The sword light, powerful enough to split mountains, flew past the corner of his clothes and crashed into the ground behind him, leaving a deep trench tens of feet long.

Did he dodge it?

Zhao Wuji's pupils contracted. He had clearly locked onto the opponent's aura, but just as the sword light was about to strike, that aura suddenly vanished, as if the opponent had completely disappeared from the world.

"A concealment mask?" Zhao Wuji instantly realized, his eyes gleaming with even greater greed. "What a treasure! I'll take it all today!"

Ling Chen, however, did not give him another chance to make a move.

He raised his hand, and a wisp of golden light appeared in his palm, a sign that the Eternal Spirit Emperor Technique had reached its peak. Chaotic energy intertwined with the Spirit Emperor's essence, condensing in his palm into a semi-transparent golden spear, with ancient patterns flowing endlessly on its surface.

"Spirit Emperor - Sky Rift!"

With a low shout, Ling Chen suddenly threw out the golden spear!

The spear pierced the air with a deafening sonic boom, trailing a golden tail of flame, and aimed straight at Zhao Wuji in mid-air!

This single strike embodied all of Ling Chen's cultivation at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, further enhanced by the power of chaotic energy, far exceeding the capabilities expected of someone at the Foundation Establishment stage!

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically. He could feel the terrifying power contained in that spear, which was definitely not an attack that an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator could unleash!

He quickly activated his protective spiritual light and summoned his natal flying sword, attempting to block the attack.

however--

The moment the golden spear collided with the flying sword, a crisp "crack" was heard, and Zhao Wuji's superior spiritual weapon flying sword, which had been tempered for a hundred years, shattered like paper!

The spear, its momentum undiminished, slammed into Zhao Wuji's chest!

"puff--"

Zhao Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, tumbling dozens of feet in the air before barely managing to steady himself.

The audience was silent.

All eyes were fixed on the shocking wound on Zhao Wuji's chest, then turned to the black-clad youth on the high platform, their eyes filled with disbelief.

A powerful cultivator at the sixth level of the Core Formation Realm was severely injured by a junior at the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm in a single move.

How...how is this possible?!

"Sect Leader!" The elders of the Xuanjian Sect exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward to support the swaying Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's face turned deathly pale. He looked down at his chest; his protective aura had shattered completely, three of his ribs were broken, and his internal organs had been displaced by the shock. Had he not possessed profound cultivation, this spear strike would have been enough to kill him.

"You... what kind of technique is this?!" Zhao Wuji's voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with shock.

Ling Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his expression still calm, as if the shot he had just fired was nothing more than a casual flick of the wrist.

"I've said it before, if you want my legacy, let's see if you have the life to take it."

His voice was calm, yet it carried a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one's spine.

The Black Wind Ridge chieftain and the Flowing Cloud Valley master exchanged a glance, both seeing hesitation in each other's eyes. They had expected a crushing victory, but the prey turned out to be so ferocious.

But things have come to this point. If they were to back down now, where would they put their faces? How could they maintain their standing in the cultivation world in the future?

"Gentlemen!" the Black Wind Ridge chieftain said in a deep voice, "No matter how strong he is, he's only at the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment stage. That attack just now must have taken a huge toll on him, and he's now at his last gasp! If we attack together, he'll surely die!"

Upon hearing this, the fighting spirit was rekindled in the eyes of the other Core Formation Realm experts.

Yes, with a cultivation level of the fourth stage of Foundation Establishment, being able to unleash such an attack is already heaven-defying. How could there be any energy left to spare?

"Attack together!" Master Liuyun Valley shouted, taking the lead in unleashing his magic weapon.

Five experts at the Core Formation Realm attacked simultaneously, unleashing five terrifying attacks from different directions at Ling Chen, sealing off all his escape routes!

The cultivators in the city sighed. This young man was still too inexperienced. If he had fled immediately after landing a successful attack, he might have been able to save his life. Now, facing the combined attack of five Core Formation Realm cultivators, even a Golden Core Realm cultivator would have to temporarily avoid their sharp edge, let alone a Foundation Establishment Level 4 cultivator.

however--

Ling Chen's lips curled into a cold smile.

This is the moment he's been waiting for.

He raised his right hand, and the broken Chaos Jade Pendant appeared in his palm. All the cracks on the pendant lit up, emitting a deep, eerie light.

"Chaos - Suppress!"

With a single word, the world changed color!

The primordial energy within the Chaos Jade Pendant erupted suddenly, transforming into a massive gray light shield that enveloped Ling Chen. The attacks from the five Core Formation Realm experts struck the shield, vanishing without a trace, like mud oxen sinking into the sea!

"What?!" The five powerful figures all changed color.

This is not over yet.

The chaotic energy rebounded and transformed into five gray beams of light, which blasted towards the five people respectively!

The Black Wind Ridge chieftain was the first to be hit by the gray beam of light. His protective aura collapsed instantly, and he was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out blood as he fell from mid-air.

The Lord of Liuyun Valley fared no better, being blasted dozens of feet away and crashing into an arrow tower on the city wall.

The other three elders at the Core Formation stage were also seriously injured and retreated.

In just a few breaths, all five Core Formation Realm experts were defeated!

The entire Wanbao City fell into utter silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the black-clad youth on the platform, at the unremarkable, broken jade pendant in his hand, with only one thought in their minds:

What kind of monster is this?!

Ling Chen retrieved the Chaos Jade Pendant, his face slightly pale. Simultaneously activating the Chaos Ancient Artifact to fight against five Core Formation Realm cultivators had indeed taken a toll on him, but he was far from reaching his limit.

He raised his eyes, swept them over the terrified Xuanjian Sect disciples, and said calmly:

"Who else?"

The three words exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderclap.

The disciples of the Xuanjian Sect exchanged bewildered glances, some already beginning to quietly retreat. Even the sect leader and elders had been defeated; for them to go up there was simply suicide.

Zhao Wuji struggled to his feet, his face extremely grim. He had planned everything meticulously, but he hadn't expected this young man to possess such a terrifying treasure.

"Withdraw!" he squeezed out the word through gritted teeth.

"Trying to leave?"

Ling Chen's voice suddenly turned cold.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the golden light at his fingertips shone again, this time even more brilliantly and dazzlingly than before.

"Since you're here, why don't you all stay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his fist!

The Eternal Spirit Emperor Technique was activated at full power, and the black token in his sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently, with a vast aura surging out from his body!

In that instant, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

It was as if the person standing in front of them was not a Foundation Establishment youth, but a supreme emperor who looked down upon all living beings!

"Spirit Emperor - Annihilation!"

Ling Chen struck out with his palm!

The golden palm print grew rapidly in the wind, instantly transforming into a size of tens of feet, carrying a world-destroying power as it crashed down on the Xuanjian Sect members!

Wherever the palm print passed, space distorted, the ground cracked inch by inch, and a suffocating sense of oppression filled the air.

Zhao Wuji's face turned ashen. He tried to escape, but found that his body was firmly locked in place by that oppressive force, and he could not move.

"No--!"

Amidst a desperate roar, the golden palm print crashed down!

Rumbling--

A deafening roar echoed between heaven and earth, and the entire Wanbao City trembled.

As the smoke and dust cleared, hundreds of Xuanjian Sect cultivators lay sprawled on the ground, their cries of agony echoing across the ruins. Zhao Wuji slumped amidst the rubble, covered in blood, his cultivation severely diminished.

Upon seeing this, the cultivators from Black Wind Ridge and Flowing Cloud Valley dared not linger any longer and scattered like birds and beasts, not even caring about their own village chiefs and valley masters.

Of the five experts at the Core Formation Realm, one was injured and the other four fled, leaving thousands of cultivators in complete disarray.

Ling Chen withdrew his hand, took a deep breath, and calmed his surging blood pressure.

He looked at Shen Wanshan and nodded slightly: "Sect Master, I'll trouble you with the follow-up matters."

Shen Wanshan finally snapped out of his shock and quickly bowed, saying, "Don't worry, young friend, Wanbaoge will handle everything properly!"

The look in his eyes when he looked at Ling Chen was no longer just awe, but deep admiration.

At the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, he single-handedly defeated three major forces and severely injured five Core Formation Realm experts.

Such a record is something that, throughout the entire cultivation world, how many people have been able to achieve?

This young man will surely stand high in the heavens and look down upon all living beings!

And Shen Wanshan made the right bet.

Ling Chen turned around and walked towards Wanbaoge.

As he passed Su Qinghe, he paused, his voice still calm, yet carrying a barely perceptible hint of weariness:

"Let's go, it's time to go back."

Su Qinghe watched his retreating figure, her eyes sparkling, but in the end she said nothing and silently followed him.

In her eyes, this man seemed shrouded in mystery; the closer she got, the more unfathomable he seemed.

But she knew that following him was the best choice.

Outside Wanbao City, on the ruins, the setting sun was like blood.

This battle is destined to be known throughout the entire cultivation world.

And for the first time, Ling Chen's name will truly enter the sights of those important figures.

In the distance, a faint divine thought quietly retreated from the horizon.

Deep within an unknown, secret realm, an old man with white hair opened his eyes and murmured to himself:

"The aura of the Eternal Spirit Emperor... has reappeared in the world?"

"The world is about to change."

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