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When the elders of the main family saw this precious seal, they couldn't help but feel despair.

It’s over.

An attack of this level would reduce even ten early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators to dust on the spot!

"die!"

Jin Changming's eyes were bloodshot, and he pressed his arm down.

The enormous golden seal, capable of blotting out the sky, crashed down with earth-shattering power towards the calm figure standing in the middle of the courtyard.

The air distorted under the pressure of the treasure seal, and the bluestone slabs on the ground cracked inch by inch.

However, this was a deadly attack that would terrify any Nascent Soul cultivator.

Chu Feng simply sighed.

"Here we go again? Can't you villains come up with something a little more creative with your tactics?"

He muttered to himself, but the playfulness and languor on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by a serious expression.

"Fine, then I'll show you what a true numerical monster looks like!"

The voice just fell.

Deep within Chu Feng's dantian were two small nascent souls who had been sitting cross-legged in meditation.

At that moment, they both opened their eyes.

boom!

An even more terrifying aura than when he was at the Flowing Cloud Sect erupted from his body!

The crimson-gold pure yang nascent soul was surrounded by raging flames, like a fiery red sun, ready to burn all evil in the world to ashes.

The dark blue-green sword intent of the Nascent Soul crisscrossed, its incomparably sharp aura seemingly capable of easily cleaving through even the void.

This was the first time he had fully unleashed the power of his dual Nascent Souls!

"rise!"

Chu Feng let out a low shout.

The crimson-gold pure yang divine fire and the dark blue-black intent of the Mountain-Severing Blade.

Two completely different yet fundamentally the same ultimate forces were frantically merging in front of him.

A "Burning Heaven Sun Wheel Blade," even more solid than the one used to slay the Golden Core demonic cultivator, with its edges burning with pitch-black flames, instantly formed.

The moment the Nichirin Blade appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to split into two worlds.

Half of it was as hot as purgatory, and the other half was as cold as the deepest hell.

Chu Feng held the slowly spinning sun-shaped blade in one hand and pushed it upwards towards the golden treasure seal that was crashing down on him.

"Go ahead and let this Jin family head see what he's made of."

Two world-destroying forces collided violently in mid-air.

That seemingly indestructible golden seal, the moment it came into contact with the Heaven-Burning Sun Wheel Blade...

"Sizzle~"

The indestructible runes on the seal were gradually dissolved by the combined power of pure yang and sword intent from the Sun Wheel Blade.

Finally, it turned into countless golden specks of light, then dissipated and disappeared.

It was almost like a devastating blow.

The clan's treasure seal, which embodied Jin Changming's life's cultivation, was completely obliterated by the spinning black-gold sun wheel, leaving not a trace.

"puff!"

His all-out attack was broken, and Jin Changming suffered a strong backlash, spitting out a jet of blood.

He staggered backward, his eyes filled with horror.

How is that possible?

How could my own Law Seal have been defeated so completely?

"Chance."

A cold glint flashed in Chu Feng's eyes; he wouldn't give him even the slightest chance to readjust.

Once you gain power, you won't let anyone off the hook!

His figure left an afterimage in place, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed dozens of feet and appeared in front of Jin Changming.

It was so fast that Jin Changming didn't even have time to react.

"you……"

Before the horror on his face had faded, a blood-red longsword had already pierced through his protective aura and penetrated his chest.

A dark blue-black sword intent erupted from the blade.

"No!"

Jin Changming let out a desperate roar as his body was instantly shredded into a shower of blood and flesh by the violent sword energy.

A golden Nascent Soul figure emerged from the blood mist with a look of terror on its face, transforming into a streak of light as it tried to tear through the void and escape.

"Trying to run away?"

Chu Feng sneered, without turning his head, and reached out to grab the stream of light.

"Come back!"

A ball of crimson-gold pure yang divine fire appeared out of thin air, chasing after the nascent soul and enveloping it completely.

"what!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the courtyard, but it only lasted for half a second before suddenly stopping.

Before the pure Yang divine fire, which is extremely powerful and yang, the nascent soul is as fragile as a piece of paper.

In the blink of an eye, Jin Changming, a late-stage Nascent Soul expert who had been dominating the Myriad Manifestations Sea for hundreds of years, was completely refined into nothingness.

The entire courtyard was deathly silent.

On the other side, Wei Wuyai, the Wanzhen Pavilion's retainer who was originally locked in a fierce battle with the head elder, saw everything clearly.

When he witnessed Jin Changming, whose cultivation level was similar to his own, being killed in an instant by the white-robed youth as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

A strong sense of fear rose up from the bottom of my heart.

monster!

This kid is absolutely a monster!

This is no early Nascent Soul stage cultivator at all; this is clearly some old demon in disguise!

Wei Wuyai was so frightened that his soul almost flew away, and he no longer had the slightest thought of continuing the fight.

Without the slightest hesitation, he slapped his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Blood Escape Technique!"

He transformed into a streak of crimson light and fled in a disheveled state towards the outside of Jubao City.

Chu Feng glanced at the disappearing streak of blood light, pursed his lips, and didn't bother to chase after it.

It's just a scaredy-cat, it poses no threat whatsoever.

Most importantly, there's no money to be made from chasing someone; it's a complete waste of time.

He withdrew his gaze, ignoring the stunned stares around him, and walked directly to Jin Mantang, who was already paralyzed with fear, soiling himself and his bladder.

Jin Mantang collapsed to the ground, watching the demonic figure approach him step by step. His lips trembled, and he couldn't even utter a word of begging for mercy.

Chu Feng squatted down in front of him, a smile returning to his face.

"Alright, now all the people in the way are dead."

"Young Master Jin, let's discuss the compensation and damages for emotional distress, shall we?"

Jin Mantang's mind had completely turned into mush.

All he could do was nod, nod frantically.

"Give it all! Please don't kill me! I'll give you my storage ring, and the key to the Jin family's treasury!"

"Oh?"

Chu Feng's eyes lit up, then he shook his head and earnestly lectured him, "Young Master Jin, your thinking is wrong."

"Am I, Chu Feng, the kind of person who covets money?"

"I'm here to ask for compensation, not to rob you. If you voluntarily hand it over, wouldn't that change the nature of the situation?"

"Okay, let's go through the proper procedure. I'll make a list, and you'll pay according to that list. That's the proper way to handle commercial disputes, understand?"

Jin Mantang: "..."

The surrounding crowd: "..."

Senior, your words, coupled with the way you were licking that bag in public just now, are really not convincing.

Finally, through Chu Feng's amicable negotiations, the Jin family not only paid a huge sum of 300,000 high-grade spirit stones, but also returned all the property they had seized from the main family over the years, including principal and interest.