52: Chapter 52: Third on the Hidden Dragon List!

Suddenly, a world-destroying aura surged forth like a stormy wave, causing hearts to tremble with fear.

A massive footprint manifested out of thin air, seemingly woven from endless lightning, flickering with a soul-stirring purple light.

Every strand of purple lightning within it was like a roaring dragon, gushing out from the footprint and spreading outward frantically.

With a thought from Chen Zhiwen, the footprint descended like Mount Tai crushing an egg, carrying an unparalleled momentum as it ruthlessly suppressed Chen Zhiwu.

The Vicious Beasts summoned by Chen Zhiwu's four banners were shattered and dissipated into nothingness the moment they touched the footprint, destroyed by its terrifying power.

The four banners were likewise turned into powder in an instant.

The footprint landed on Chen Zhiwu's body, and strands of lightning bored into him. Instantly, intense pain radiated from every part of his body.

Cracked wounds tore open across Chen Zhiwu's skin, drenching his entire being in blood.

Chen Zhiwu knelt on the ground with a withered aura. The vertical eye on his forehead was filled with crimson blood, losing all its previous Divine Might.

Chen Zhiwen walked leisurely to Chen Zhiwu's side, looking down at him indifferently without saying a word.

While Chen Zhiwen and Chen Zhiwu were fighting, the members of the Soul Execution Cult in the city were all slain by Dark Net Members. The crisis in the city dissipated, and the Dark Net Members retreated silently without revealing themselves.

At this moment, the battle between Leng Feng and Liu Ye in the sky above also reached its end.

A dazzling sword light suddenly erupted from the thick cloud layer, piercing through the clouds and shining down upon the city.

The hair on everyone in the city stood on end as they felt a strong sense of palpitations.

This Sword Intent was incredibly pure, cold, and sharp, giving off a direct sense of chilling slaughter.

As the sword light gradually dimmed, fragments of the destroyed blood-black flags fell from the high heavens.

Liu Ye's body was mixed among these fragments, falling into the city along with them.

Someone noticed that Liu Ye had already lost his breath, with a fatal piercing wound through his heart.

Liu Ye's corpse fell beside Chen Zhiwu. After Chen Zhiwu glanced at it, the light in his eyes instantly vanished.

After a long time, Chen Zhiwu calmly raised his head to stare at Chen Zhiwen, laughing at himself. "I originally thought that among the princes of Great Xuan, I was the one who hid the deepest."

"Only today did I realize how ridiculous my previous thoughts were. Chen Zhiwen, you truly have shocked me."

"Do it. Being able to die at your hands is something I can accept."

After speaking, Chen Zhiwu closed his eyes in resignation, leaving himself to Chen Zhiwen's disposal.

Chen Zhiwen reached out his hand, thought for a moment, but ultimately withdrew it.

The imperial family was the most heartless. Looking at the current Chen Zhiwu, Chen Zhiwen couldn't help but feel a touch of sympathy.

In his memories, during those years in the capital, although Chen Zhiwen was a waste without any cultivation talent, he fortunately had the protection of War King Ye of the Ye Residence, allowing him to live peacefully for a while.

But Chen Zhiwu was different. His biological mother was just an ordinary palace maid. Chen Zhiwu only existed because the Emperor had favored his mother after a night of drinking.

Not long after Chen Zhiwu was born, his mother died mysteriously in the inner palace.

This caused Chen Zhiwu to suffer bullying and humiliation from the other princes throughout his childhood; even the servants in his manor did not respect him.

This kind of life lasted until Chen Zhiwu reached adulthood and the Emperor banished him to Baizhou Prefecture.

Chen Zhiwen still felt some pity for Chen Zhiwu's plight.

Regarding right and wrong, Chen Zhiwu had plotted so much only to return to the capital with strength and trample those who had humiliated him under his feet.

But his mistake was that he shouldn't have sought help from the Soul Execution Cult...

"Your life will be spared until you are escorted back to the capital for the Emperor to deal with," Chen Zhiwen said indifferently.

Hearing this, Chen Zhiwu showed a look of surprise on his face, then gave Chen Zhiwen a grateful look.

"Fifth Brother, there's no need for such trouble. I know the consequences of the crimes I've committed."

"Sending me back to the capital will only make me suffer the cold mockery of those people once more before I die."

"My life is in your hands; I have nothing more to say."

After saying this, a look of determination appeared on Chen Zhiwu's face, and he raised his hand to strike his own head with a palm.

As his life force rapidly faded, Chen Zhiwu finally collapsed at Chen Zhiwen's feet.

Chen Zhiwen sighed with a complex expression and waved his hand. Several Dark Net Members appeared respectfully.

"Tidy up his appearance, then send him to the capital," Chen Zhiwen instructed.

"Yes!" The Dark Net Members took the order and carried away Chen Zhiwu's body.

That day, Chen Zhiwen, Leng Feng, and Gu Qibai left Baizhou Prefecture and returned to Cangyue Prefecture.

What happened in Baizhou Prefecture that day spread across the entire Desolate Province like wildfire, causing a massive uproar for a time.

The Soul Execution Cult, which had been wiped out five hundred years ago, had actually resurfaced and colluded with Chen Zhiwu?

After the matter was exposed, Chen Zhiwu and the people from the Soul Execution Cult actually intended to massacre the city and eliminate everyone who knew the truth?!

The one who ultimately resolved this crisis was actually the waste Fifth Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty, Chen Zhiwen?!

Not only did Chen Zhiwen reveal unfathomable strength by defeating Chen Zhiwu, but he also had a powerhouse in the Grandmaster Realm following him?!

As many Cultivators learned the ins and outs of the matter, everyone was left in a daze.

Cultivators from other forces didn't have much of a reaction, but the Cultivators of the Great Xuan Dynasty were filled with disbelief.

They felt that the matter was entirely fabricated.

However, as the Cultivators who had gone to Baizhou Prefecture to watch the battle stepped forward to prove the truth of the matter...

The Cultivators of the Great Xuan Dynasty finally believed it, and each of them was thrilled that Great Xuan could have such a Prodigy.

The Heavenly Secret Pavilion reacted even faster, directly placing Chen Zhiwen's name in the third position on the hidden dragon ranking!

They pushed the original third place, Yue Lang of the East Sea Heaven-Shaking Ant Clan, down to fourth place.

This action by the Heavenly Secret Pavilion instantly made Chen Zhiwen's name famous throughout the Desolate Province.

All the Prodigies on the ranking became interested in this Chen Zhiwen who had suddenly appeared and taken the third spot.

Within the borders of the Great Chu Dynasty, in a certain red cliff area.

After learning his third-place position had been taken, Yue Lang of the Heaven-Shaking Ant Clan coldly crushed a young Cultivator's head, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"The Fifth Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty, eh? Interesting!" Yue Lang sneered, casually tossing aside the corpse in his hand before his figure vanished, heading toward the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Where Yue Lang had left, the ground was covered with the severed limbs and remains of Cultivators.

These Cultivators were all members of the younger generation from various forces within the Great Chu Dynasty...

Besides Yue Lang, several other Prodigies on the hidden dragon ranking also coveted Chen Zhiwen's rank and were rushing toward the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Meanwhile, Chen Zhiwen had just returned to his manor, waiting for the reaction from the capital.