Battle Through the Heavens: It turns out I'm actually the patriarch of the Xiao family!

Chapter 68 This must not happen again next time.

Amidst the bloodshed, Xiao Chen's figure remained upright like a pine tree, not even the hem of his clothes swaying in the slightest.

He simply raised his right hand, his five fingers long and slender, and casually reached forward to grab at the deadly blood-red light that was rushing towards him.

There was no earth-shattering energy burst, nor any dazzling light.

The movement was so light and casual, as if he were merely brushing away a fallen leaf.

A chilling sound rang out.

The dense blood light, which was enough to easily injure a Dou Wang, seemed to encounter an invisible barrier, or like a moth drawn to a flame crashing into an invisible net, and was forcibly stagnated and compressed three feet in front of Xiao Chen's palm.

The raging crimson energy surged and twisted wildly, yet it could not advance an inch.

They were forcibly bound and squeezed by an absolutely domineering force, and finally condensed into a fist-sized, eerie and dazzling blood-red light sphere in Xiao Chen's palm.

The ball of light was still throbbing violently, making a dull throbbing sound like a heart being clenched, but no matter how it struggled, it could not escape the control of those five fingers.

"How...how is this possible?!"

The old man in the Taoist robe's cloudy eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief and horror.

His signature Blood Fiend Light technique, which made him famous, was so easily captured by the other party!

This person's strength is far more than it appears on the surface!

A chill suddenly shot up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, chilling him to the bone.

"this one?"

Xiao Chen toyed with the leaping crimson orb of light in his hand, his gaze indifferent as he looked at the old man in the Taoist robe, his tone full of contempt: "You dare to show off such a paltry trick? Old man, are you trying to tickle me?"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chen's fingertips twitched slightly.

"Bang!"

A low, muffled thud.

The extremely poisonous blood orb, which contained the cultivation of a Douhuang (Battle Emperor) from the old man in the Taoist robe, was easily crushed between his fingers like a fragile bubble!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a thick, foul mist of blood suddenly burst open, then was quickly swept aside by a wisp of wind remaining in his palm, dripping onto the cold walls and statues of the side hall, making a nauseating "sizzling" corrosive sound.

The old man in the Taoist robe suddenly narrowed his pupils to pinpoints, his heart filled with turmoil.

Not only could the opponent restrain his attacks at will, but they could also crush and neutralize them so easily.

This is no longer a simple suppression of cultivation level; it's simply an unimaginable gap in realms!

Fear, like a cold, venomous snake, instantly coiled around his heart.

He subconsciously took a step back. The bloodlust and coldness in his eyes had vanished completely, leaving only an overwhelming sense of apprehension and a trace of panic.

"you----"

His throat tightened, his voice dry and hoarse, and he managed to utter, "Who exactly are you?!"

Xiao Chen shook his hand, as if he had only brushed away a little dust.

He took a step forward, a colder smile curving his lips, a smile even more chilling than the bloodthirsty aura of the old man in the Taoist robe.

Who I am is not important.

"The important thing is that you now answer my question."

"Who gave you that crimson jade? If your bones aren't as hard as that blood sphere from before, you'd better be honest and tell me everything clearly."

Xiao Chen's gaze was fixed on the old man's face, which was slightly distorted by fear and horror.

However, in the next instant, the old man in the Taoist robe suddenly let out a cold laugh, then stomped his foot hard, took out a blood-red broadsword, and swung it at Xiao Chen.

boom!

A crimson aura surged forth, accompanied by a rain of blood-red sword energy, weaving together a terrifying spectacle resembling a hellish inferno.

This strike was more than twice as powerful as the previous one!

But a hint of mockery and coldness flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes.

"Overestimating yourself!"

He didn't even move his feet an inch; he merely raised his left arm slightly, his five fingers loosely clenched.

hum.

A clear and melodious sword cry, yet containing unparalleled sharpness, suddenly rang out, not from the scabbard, but from his loosely clenched hand.

It was as if he possessed a divine weapon in his hand, powerful enough to split the heavens and open the earth.

A clear, cyan sword light flashed out.

boom!

The countless blood shadows and sword energy that resembled a hellish inferno were all shattered like paper under this sword strike.

boom!

The sword light, still powerful, struck the old man in the Taoist robe.

The entire body was instantly torn open, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

In the courtyard, Qinglin, who witnessed all of this, was dumbfounded.

Some people in the dilapidated temple were also terrified and trembling, remaining silent as if frozen in winter.

But at that moment, a ray of blood-red light suddenly shot out from the broken body of the Taoist old man and swept into an ancient well in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Chen flashed to the front of the ancient well.

"So this is where it was."

He leaped directly into the ancient well.

Not far away, Qinglin snapped out of her shock, her pretty face slightly flushed.

Just now, she had planned to deal with the others while Xiao Chen made his move.

However, Senior Xiao Chen looked so cool when he made his move that she lost focus—

"I must not do this again next time, otherwise, my senior will be very disappointed in me."

Qinglin gritted his teeth inwardly.

"Run! Everyone, run!"

"Our ancestor is gone, what are we going to do?"

"How about we take that little girl hostage?"

"Let's go, let's go!"

"This guy is definitely terrifying!"

A series of panicked, shrill screams rang out, and under the cover of night, many shadows emerged and fled into the distance.

"snort!"

Then Qinglin let out a cold snort.

boom!

Suddenly, a huge creature appeared in the courtyard.

The serpentine beast was extremely long, roughly four or five zhang in length.

At the forked point of the long neck, two ferocious heads stared with huge diamond-shaped eyes, filled with a violent and bloodthirsty killing intent.

It was the two-headed fire spirit serpent.

It returned to its original size.

"hiss----"

The two-headed fire serpent roared, and towering crimson flames suddenly spread out like a tide, illuminating the surrounding area.

"Damn it, damn it, this is a fifth-tier magical beast!"

"Where did it come from?"

"No!"

As soon as the figures of the Taoist elders who fled in all directions were swept by the deep red flames, they instantly burst into flames.

None survived.

The two-headed fire spirit serpent shook its enormous head, and its massive form swayed, returning to its miniature form.

However, the mountain god temple has completely collapsed and turned into ruins.

Qinglin didn't delay and also flew towards the ancient well in the distance.

Without the slightest hesitation, she gracefully leaped into the ancient well.

The ancient well was unexpectedly deep.

However, with the protection of the two-headed fire spirit snake, which had already reached the fifth rank with Xiao Chen's help, Qing Lin was not afraid.

Upon entering, an intense, nauseating stench of blood assaulted the senses, interspersed with an ancient, chilling energy fluctuation that shared the same origin as the crimson jade, yet was far more profound and dangerous.

The wind howled in my ears as I plummeted downwards, and the light before my eyes was quickly swallowed up, with only a faint, unsettling dark red glow peeking out from below.