Chapter 1: When the father suffers humiliation, his son will definitely avenge him

  "This person, even if he hid his cultivation, his strength is at most in the foundation-building realm. If it were any stronger, he would have killed us two by now. Since that's the case..." A fierce glint flashed in Xuan Zhen's eyes. Today's actions were still a desperate gamble. If they couldn't kill the little demon girl, they wouldn't be able to fulfill their promise with that person and obtain his protection. When the time came, under the pursuit of the Wan Ma Sect, he would have no choice but to die!"

  "As a righteous cultivator, you're entangled with this demonic little witch. Since you've willingly fallen, I'll take care of both of you." Xuan Zhen's face twisted in a fierce scowl, and a powerful aura burst out from his body in an instant.

  "Zi Yang, Shifu's nephew, you and I will join forces to destroy this person!" With a loud shout, Xuan Zhen slapped the ring with his hand again. This time, he didn't hesitate at all, pouring his spiritual energy into it wildly. As the spiritual energy poured in, the ring emitted a buzzing sound, its surface expanding rapidly, its size swelling to several dozen feet in diameter.

  Hurry!

  He raised his hand and pointed, the ring mixed with a strong and powerful momentum, instantly sweeping down.

  At this time, the middle-aged man who built the foundation was also unwilling to show weakness, and he took out his spiritual instrument, falling on Xiao Chen's head.

  Wangzi Yang's eyes flashed with excitement, unwilling to fall behind, and he muttered to himself as he wielded a small golden axe towards Xiao Chen.

  Xiao Chen's face was stern, and the spiritual power that erupted from Xuan Zhen's body made him secretly shocked. The cultivation of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was actually so terrifying. If not for his strong divine sense, he would have lost nearly half of his combat strength under this pressure alone. At this moment, facing the two people's spiritual instrument pincer attack, Xiao Chen's eyes were calm and steady, and with a tap on his forehead, he took out a small black sword.

  This spirit tool was obtained from that Black Wind Old Ghost. Although it's only a top-grade item, its power is quite extraordinary and can't be compared to ordinary high-grade spirit tools.

  Hurry!

  Almost three-tenths of the spiritual power in his body was poured into it, and the small sword's entire body shone with a dark light, its size suddenly increasing, as a fierce aura swept out.

  "Go."

  The dark little sword swelled up to over twenty feet long and several feet wide, piercing the air and producing a sharp, ear-piercing sound.

  Boom!

  The ring and the giant sword collided, Xiao Chen's vision went dark, and his ears rang with a buzzing sound. Although he had enough spiritual energy in his body to rival that of an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator at this moment, and his divine sense had reached the late-stage realm, but compared to the late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators' true energy, there was still a significant gap.

  But at this moment he couldn't care about these things, because the spiritual instrument of that Qi foundation stage cultivator had already fallen.

  "One Finger Covers the Sky!"

  Xiao Chen hummed softly and the Lingqi he had previously used to summon the Ling device had already consumed three-tenths of his spiritual energy. Now, as he executed the Heaven-Devouring Finger, another four-tenths of his spiritual energy was depleted.

  A crystal finger condensed from spiritual energy appeared, and the external spiritual energy suddenly poured into it frantically. As the spiritual energy continued to pour in, the volume of this finger also increased rapidly, and the spiritual pressure emitted from it was even more astonishing.

  "What a strange and mysterious divine ability, I can't let it continue to absorb any longer, or else I will definitely end up seriously injured." Prince Wang's heart was filled with a sense of horror, he had never seen anything like the divine ability that Xiao Chen had just unleashed. In just an instant, the pressure emanating from his finger had increased by more than two times.

  "Go!"

  The prince's heart moved, and the spiritual instrument suddenly burst into a brilliant light, its speed increasing sharply as it collided with Heaven Swallowing Finger.

  Boom!

  Xiao Chen let out a low groan, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. The previous clash with Xuan Zhen's spirit tool had left him internally injured, and in his haste to cast Swallowing Heaven One Finger to counter Wang Zi Yang, he suffered another injury, causing his face to turn pale.

  "Kill the little beast!" Prince Wang Yan was overjoyed at the sight and swung his spiritual weapon down to behead him.

  "It's now!" Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty glint as he instantly released his Divine Spear.

  The prince's face changed color, and a sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart. Before he could make any move, the divine spear had already fallen on his body.

  "Ah!"

  The Sea of Consciousness was impacted, and the prince's mouth and nose suddenly sprayed out fresh blood. He let out a miserable cry, his body swayed, and he fell directly to the ground.

  "Zi Yang's master nephew!" Xuan Zhen exclaimed, his body flashing over to respond, otherwise falling from dozens of meters high in the air would be certain death!

  He took out the Ling instrument, performed the "Swallowing Heaven One Finger" technique, and launched a Divine Spear. Three moves in a row, all of which were the strongest techniques that Xiao Chen could currently control. The goal was to catch Wangzi Yang off guard and kill him with one blow. Otherwise, with two Foundation Building cultivators joining forces, he would have no chance of winning at all.

  So this Prince Yang (heh heh, this dragon set has some negative connotations, forgive me) must die!

  "Hmm!" The spiritual energy in his body was depleted by more than half, and the remaining divine consciousness was less than half. Xiao Chen's face turned even paler, but at this moment, he completely disregarded his internal injuries. Without hesitation, he took out a high-level Fire Blast Technique talisman and infused it with spiritual energy before throwing it at Prince Yang without any hesitation.

  "No!" Not far away, Xuan Zhen let out a sorrowful cry. This Wang Zi Yang was one of the few remaining true disciples of his Qing Ling Sect, and his cultivation had even reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Losing one would be enough to make him heartbroken.

  After the fire explosion, the technique was enough to rival a first-class cultivator's one-hit, at this moment Wang Ziyang was conscious but his divine sense was in chaos and he couldn't fully mobilize the spiritual energy within his body. The spiritual energy shield he barely managed to put up was easily torn apart, and then he fell under the former's frightened gaze.

  Silent and soundless, that Wangzi Yang was instantly engulfed by the flames, a storage bag and a spiritual instrument fell straight down.

  Xiao Chen didn't even look back, and with a flash of light, he turned around and jumped onto the horse carriage, embracing Li Xiao Yi in his arms. Then, he raised his lightsaber and fled wildly into the distance.

  "You little mongrel, today I will surely extract your soul and refine your spirit, never to be reborn." Xuan Zhen's face twisted, his normally warm and gentle complexion now a mass of ferocity, with killing intent flashing in his eyes.

  "You take care of the Master's belongings and return to the residence, I'll come find you after I've killed these two." Xuan Zhen threw down a sentence, his body flashing with light, and in one breath, his figure had already appeared dozens of feet away.

  In the midst of escaping, Xiao Chen suddenly took out several elixirs and swallowed them. As the medicine's power was refined, his complexion improved somewhat. However, the consumption of his spiritual energy couldn't be recovered in a short time, and at this moment, he had a splitting headache with golden lights flashing before his eyes.

  With a sudden bite of her tongue tip, Xiao Chen's consciousness suddenly cleared up, feeling the increasingly strong and overbearing aura behind her back, and her heart couldn't help but secretly cry out in distress.

  "If this goes on, we'll be caught up sooner or later. No good, it seems we can only descend and rely on the terrain of these desolate mountains to hide." Xiao Chen's eyes scanned the ground, then he swooped down in a flash of light, descending directly downwards.

  This is a low and gentle mountain stream, only seven or eight meters high, with lush vines covering the top, bearing small green fruit the size of a child's fist. A gentle brook flows through it, not far from a low-lying area, forming a small pool, clear to the bottom, with several tails of unknown grass fish swimming leisurely.

  But at this moment, it was not the time to appreciate the scenery. Xiao Chen's gaze swept across, and he quickly moved forward.

  Managed to get on the new book ranking list, sigh, but the gap with the one behind is too small, save me!!!! help!!!!!