Chapter 143: Neat and Tidy, Flame God Guard

“Since you’re in such a hurry to die, I’ll grant your wish.”

Inside Zhou Chen’s body, the Tai Chu Creation Sutra circulated wildly, and the Chaos Dao Embryo on the Green Lotus Dao Foundation suddenly opened its eyes.

He slowly raised his right hand, pointing two fingers like a sword towards Zhao Lie in the sky, and gently tapped.

Imperial Rank High Grade — Great Wilderness Sky Imprisoning Finger!

Boom!

Heaven and earth lost their color, winds and clouds reversed, and the surrounding Spiritual Qi was instantly drained!

A towering giant finger, formed by pure Spiritual Qi, tore through the Void Realm, emerging from the endless Void Realm with a terrifying Aura capable of imprisoning all heavens, and pressed down relentlessly on Zhao Lie!

“No—!”

Zhao Lie felt the threat of death, his face filled with terror.

Saint Realm Low Grade — Crimson Flame Shield!

He frantically burned his essence blood, activating all his spiritual power, forming a massive flame shield in an attempt to resist.

However, a trace of Concept flowed on the terrifying Great Wilderness Sky Imprisoning Finger, making all of Zhao Lie’s struggles appear so pale and powerless.

As the giant finger descended, the flame shield shattered like paper, and Zhao Lie’s Physical Body, along with his Divine Soul, was completely erased from this world in an instant.

Instant kill!

The Liehuo City Lord, a Saint Realm Third Layer Cultivator, was just gone like that?

The entire scene was deathly silent.

Whether it was Lin Xiaotian, the two Revered Elders, or the countless Cultivators inside and outside Tianshuang City watching the battle, all were dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.

The two Revered Elders recovered from their shock and turned to flee.

But how could Zhou Chen give them a chance?

Roar!

A low roar of an ancient Dragon Elephant emanated from Zhou Chen’s body; the third layer of the Nine Revolution Dragon Elephant Skill was activated, and three incredibly solid Dragon Elephant phantoms burst out of his body, instantly catching up to the two Revered Elders and crashing into them.

Bang!

Bang!

With two dull explosions, the two Saint Realm Second Layer powerhouses, without even time to scream, had their Physical Bodies explode into two masses of blood mist in mid-air.

Killing a Saint Realm Cultivator with a flick of a finger, eliminating a powerful enemy with a wave of a hand.

After doing all this, Zhou Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes pure as snow, unstained by dust, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

Lin Xiaotian swallowed hard, descended from the sky, cupped his hands to Zhou Chen, his voice filled with reverence: “Thank you, young friend, no… thank you, Senior, for your assistance. May I ask Senior’s esteemed name and where you hail from?”

Witnessing Zhou Chen’s power, Lin Xiaotian actually referred to himself as a junior and even described Zhou Chen’s actions as helping Tianshuang City. Zhou Chen couldn’t help but admire the man’s high emotional intelligence.

As soon as these words were spoken, the Cultivators of Tianshuang City, who didn’t understand the situation, became even more respectful of Lin Xiaotian.

“Zhou Chen, Saint of Taichu Holy Land, Central Continent.”

Zhou Chen spoke indifferently, his voice not loud, but clear enough to be heard throughout the entire area.

“Taichu Holy Land!”

As this name was uttered, Tianshuang City was once again swept by a storm of shock.

If the previous display of strength was awe-inspiring, then this identity filled everyone with suffocating reverence.

That was one of the top ten supreme Holy Lands in the Central Continent!

Everyone’s gazes towards Lin Xue’er instantly filled with envy and jealousy.

What an immense Opportunity it was to know such a person!

Zhou Chen no longer paid attention to the crowd. He sent a telepathic message to Lin Xue’er: “You possess a Frost Spirit Physique, which has not yet been activated. After you return, try to draw the extreme cold Qi of the Frost Marrow into your body; this will Awaken your Physique and accelerate your Cultivation.”

At the same time, he quietly opened his Opportunity panel, glanced at Lin Xue’er, and seeing that she would not only Awaken her Physique but also reach the Saint Realm Tenth Layer in her Cultivation, he nodded slightly.

“I still have matters to attend to, so I won’t stay long.”

Having finished all this, Zhou Chen nodded slightly to Lin Xue’er, then his figure flickered, transforming into a streak of light, and he departed gracefully.

Lin Xue’er stared blankly in the direction Zhou Chen disappeared, her heart filled with complex emotions, and she clenched her fists tightly.

She hadn’t expected Zhou Chen’s strength to be so formidable, making her worry for nothing.

However, at this moment, an unprecedented Battle Intent ignited in her beautiful eyes, “Central Continent… Taichu Holy Land… Zhou Chen, I will definitely come find you!”

Lin Xiaotian looked at his daughter’s expression, smiled bitterly, and shook his head, sighing: “Alas, a daughter grown up cannot be kept…”

Deep within the Northern Region Demon Abyss.

A blood-colored figure was fiercely battling a quasi-Saint Realm demonic beast resembling a giant scorpion.

The figure was covered in blood, making it impossible to tell if it was his own or the enemy’s, but his eyes shone astonishingly, filled with bloodthirsty Battle Intent and madness.

It was Xue Wuhen, who had joined the Black Abyss Holy Land.

“Die!”

Xue Wuhen let out a low roar, activating the Mystic Heaven Demon Body to its extreme. Blood-colored Devilish Qi surged into the sky, transforming into a hundred-zhang-long demonic blade that slashed down at the giant scorpion demonic beast.

The giant scorpion let out a shrill shriek, its incredibly hard carapace split open by the blade, and dark green blood gushed out.

In the endless battles and slaughter, Xue Wuhen’s Aura steadily rose.

When he punched through the giant scorpion demonic beast’s head and dug out its demonic core, a powerful Aura suddenly erupted from his body!

Boom!

The Bottleneck that had troubled him for so long shattered at this moment.

The surrounding Devilish Qi surged madly into his body, and in the next moment, his Cultivation actually stepped into the quasi-Saint Realm!

“Zhou Chen… wait until I return to the Central Continent, I will definitely fight you again!”

Xue Wuhen felt the surging power within his body, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of desire for battle flashing in his eyes, and then went to search for demonic beasts to fight.

The Devilish Qi of the Northern Region Demon Abyss, which other Cultivators might avoid like snakes and scorpions, was very suitable for Xue Wuhen’s Cultivation.

Thanks to Zhou Chen’s earlier intervention, although Xue Wuhen didn’t gain any Opportunities, his Cultivation was rapidly improving through genuine combat.

…

At the same time, ten thousand miles above the Northern Region Demon Abyss, a luxurious Saint Realm High Grade flying ship was cutting through the clouds at an astonishing speed, heading towards the Taichu Holy Land in the Central Continent.

On the deck of the flying ship, Zhou Chen sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, stabilizing his Cultivation and sorting through the gains from this trip.

Speaking of which, he should return to the Holy Land to prepare for the upcoming Central Continent resource war.

If he was fast, perhaps Han Li’s Medicinal Pill would already be refined.

Suddenly, Zhou Chen sharply opened his eyes, a fierce glint flashing within them.

He felt a vast power sealing off the surrounding space. The flying ship’s speed abruptly decreased, and it was eventually forced to a halt in mid-air.

The next moment, ten figures clad in crimson-gold battle armor, exuding powerful Auras, stepped out of the Void Realm, surrounding the flying ship.

Each of them emanated the terrifying pressure of a Saint Realm Eighth Layer Cultivator. The Auras of the ten connected, forming a terrifying grand formation, radiating chilling killing intent.

“Yan Huo Divine Guards!”

Zhou Chen looked at the burning flame totem on their battle armor and instantly recognized their origin.

Mu Yuandao had told Zhou Chen that every Holy Land had secret guards directly under the Holy Land’s high-ranking officials, who were absolutely loyal and used to execute complex tasks for the Holy Land, generally not easily deployed.

The leader of the Divine Guards was a middle-aged man, expressionless, and said in a cold voice: “By the order of the Flame God, we are here to take your life. Commit suicide, and we can leave you a complete corpse.”

“Is it Wang Yue?”

Zhou Chen instantly understood the key to the situation.