Chapter 145: Blood debt paid with blood, decisive killing

Zhou Chen and the Taichu Grand Elder's figures, one after another, landed on the deck of the warship.

"Depart for Blazing Fire Holy Land!"

With Dao Xuan's command, the warship let out a roar that shook the Nine Heavens, instantly tearing through the Void Realm and speeding towards the Blazing Fire Holy Land!

Blazing Fire Holy Land, Saintess Peak.

Wang Yue's father, Wang Runzhan, an Inner Sect Elder of the Holy Land, was pacing back and forth anxiously.

He had just received news through his Family's secret guards that made his soul flee in terror—his beloved daughter, Wang Yue, had dared to illegally use the Blazing Fire Holy Land's Yan Shen Token to mobilize ten Yan Huo Divine Guards to intercept and kill the Tai Chu Holy Son, Zhou Chen!

"Rebellious daughter! What a rebellious daughter!"

Wang Runzhan trembled with rage, knowing full well the catastrophic disaster this incident would bring upon the entire Blazing Fire Holy Land if exposed.

This was no longer a petty rivalry between Disciples, but a severe provocation between two Holy Lands!

The crucial point was that the Blazing Fire Holy Land and the Taichu Holy Land were not on equal footing; one was a minor Holy Land, and the other was the Taichu Holy Land, ranked tenth. The power gap between them was like heaven and earth.

Perhaps they were similar in high-end combat power, but there was no comparison in the number of people who had reached the Saint Realm, their connections, or the resources they could mobilize.

He dared not conceal the slightest detail and immediately rushed to the Yan Shen Hall, where the Holy Lord was in seclusion, to inform Yan Song, the Holy Lord of the Blazing Fire Holy Land, of the matter.

"Bastard!"

Inside the Yan Shen Hall, Yan Song's furious roar echoed.

A scorching wave of Aura rushed out, forcing Wang Runzhan outside the hall to retreat repeatedly, his face pale.

Yan Song's figure appeared before him. The leader of the Blazing Fire Holy Land was now filled with uncontrollable rage.

"Wang Runzhan, what a daughter you've raised! Is she trying to drag my Blazing Fire Holy Land into an abyss of eternal damnation?!"

"Holy Lord, please calm your anger! This… this matter was my daughter's momentary foolishness. I beg the Holy Lord to consider her youth and ignorance and mete out a lighter punishment!"

Wang Runzhan knelt on the ground with a thud, cold sweat streaming down his face.

"A lighter punishment? How many times has it been? I remember the last time your beloved daughter, Wang Yue, couldn't find a Beauty Pill and somehow got a sinister Pill Formula, forcibly refining her Junior Brother into a Beauty Pill. Afterward, the Wang Family reported him missing and hastily closed the case. Do you think you can hide it from me?"

Yan Song paused.

"You're thinking too simply. This matter is extraordinary; it's not something your Wang Family can settle by pulling strings or simply confining her to her room."

He was about to erupt but seemed to recall something, and the rage in his eyes was replaced by a hint of gloom.

He pondered for a moment, his voice growing even colder.

"Since things have come to this, further words are useless. For the Holy Land's reputation, we can only vehemently deny this matter! Say that the Yan Shen Token was stolen, and everything was done by a thief impersonating my Blazing Fire Yan Huo Divine Guards. Go quickly and confine Wang Yue; she is not allowed to step out of Saintess Peak without my order!"

Wang Runzhan's heart trembled. He understood that Yan Song had chosen to preserve the Holy Land's reputation, but the heavy price behind it was something his Wang Family would have to bear.

This was outright kicking someone when they were down!

But at this moment, to save Wang Yue, Wang Runzhan had no choice.

Just as he was about to accept the order and withdraw, a rumble echoed—!!!

The entire Blazing Fire Holy Land's mountain-protecting array let out a piercing wail, and the sky suddenly darkened.

An indescribably terrifying pressure, like the collapse of the heavens, descended from the Nine Heavens, heavily pressing upon the hearts of every Disciple in the Blazing Fire Holy Land.

Countless Disciples with weaker cultivation directly collapsed to the ground under this pressure, trembling.

Yan Song and Wang Runzhan's expressions changed drastically, and they abruptly looked up.

They saw a black warship, covering the sky and sun, brazenly parked above the Blazing Fire Holy Land. The two ancient and domineering characters "Taichu" on the bow of the ship emanated a chilling killing intent.

"Taichu Holy Land… they've come!"

Yan Song's heart instantly sank to rock bottom.

He hadn't expected the Taichu Holy Land's reaction to be so swift!

On the warship, Zhou Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his cold gaze directly locking onto the panicked figure below on Saintess Peak—Wang Yue.

Behind him, the Taichu Grand Elder's figure was faintly discernible. That seemingly calm Aura made even Yan Song, a seasoned Saint Realm expert, feel threatened.

"Fellow Daoist of the Taichu Holy Land, may I ask what brings you to my Blazing Fire Holy Land?"

Yan Song forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart, flew up, and asked in a clear voice.

Beside him, several Grand Elders of the Blazing Fire Holy Land also appeared, their expressions grave.

The Taichu Grand Elder didn't even lift an eyelid, as if he disdained to speak with him.

"You're the Holy Lord of the Blazing Fire Holy Land, right? I am the Tai Chu Holy Son, Zhou Chen. I only have one question: Who gave you the courage to intercept and kill the Tai Chu Holy Son?"

Zhou Chen's indifferent gaze swept over Yan Song, his voice not loud, yet it clearly spread throughout the entire Blazing Fire Holy Land.

Yan Song's heart tightened, but he still bit the bullet and, following the planned script, said, "Zhou Shengzi, what do you mean? There must be some misunderstanding. My Blazing Fire Holy Land and the Taichu Holy Land have always kept to themselves; how could we do something so self-destructive?"

"Misunderstanding?"

Zhou Chen's lips curved into a sneer, "A good misunderstanding indeed."

Before his words finished, his figure vanished from the warship without any warning.

The next moment, he appeared like a ghost on Saintess Peak, right in front of Wang Yue.

"You… what are you going to do?!"

Wang Yue looked at the cold-eyed Zhou Chen before her, her face turning pale with fright as she repeatedly backed away.

Wang Runzhan's eyes were splitting with rage as he roared, "Zhou Chen! Stop!"

However, it was all too late.

Zhou Chen didn't say a word, only slowly extended his right hand, ignoring all the light from the protective Magic Treasures that erupted from Wang Yue's body, and directly seized her fair neck.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone breaking echoed.

In front of Wang Runzhan, and under the gaze of all the high-ranking officials of the Blazing Fire Holy Land, the vitality in Wang Yue's eyes quickly dissipated, and her head slumped powerlessly.

A noble daughter of a Blazing Fire Holy Land Elder was thus publicly executed!

"Yue'er!!!"

Wang Runzhan let out a heart-wrenching wail, his eyes instantly turning blood red.

He was like a madman, his Saint Realm Eighth Layer cultivation fully erupting, transforming into a monstrous wave of fire, charging at Zhou Chen recklessly: "Little beast! I'll kill you!!!"

"Hiss! It's Elder Wang's famous ultimate technique, the High Grade Saint-level 'Blazing Dragon Burning Heaven Flame'!"

A Disciple of the Blazing Fire Holy Land exclaimed.

The Taichu Grand Elder frowned slightly, about to make a move, but was stopped by a glance from Zhou Chen.

"Xuan Lao, assist me."

Casually tossing aside Wang Yue's corpse like a dead dog, Zhou Chen silently recited in his heart.

Zhou Chen's Aura instantly surged to the Saint Realm Tenth Layer, yet under the concealment of the Divine Concealment Art, only the change in his Aura was noticeable; his appearance showed no abnormalities.

Only the Grand Elder looked at Zhou Chen strangely, then silently withdrew the hand he had extended into mid-air.

Facing a furious strike from a Saint Realm Eighth Layer expert, Zhou Chen simply raised his hand in an unremarkable manner and pointed a finger.

Great Wilderness Sky Imprisoning Finger!

The surrounding Spiritual Qi was instantly drained, and a terrifying finger emerged from a corner of the Void Realm.

This finger, seemingly slow, seemed to contain the weight of the entire world.

Wang Runzhan's proud and famous ultimate technique instantly melted before this finger.

Bang!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a dull thud.

The madness and anger on Wang Runzhan's face instantly froze, replaced by endless fear and bewilderment.

His body, starting from his chest, turned to ashes inch by inch.

The entire scene fell into a dead silence!

Everyone was completely awestruck by this sight.

One finger instantly killed a Saint Realm Eighth Layer Elder of the Blazing Fire Holy Land!

What kind of terrifying strength was this?!