60: Chapter 60 The Protector

On the street.

Facing the giant hammer swung by Yue Lang, Chen Zhiwen's eyes flashed brilliantly, and lightning flickered wildly around his body, as if a destructive aura was about to completely submerge this place.

Chen Zhiwen unhurriedly extended his palm, and the lightning around him immediately surged into his palm like a tide.

Chen Zhiwen gave a low shout, clenched the lightning in his palm, and burst forth to meet Yue Lang's swinging giant hammer.

In an instant, the lightning and the giant hammer collided.

Two extreme energies intersected and merged in the air. In just one breath, the lightning spread to the giant hammer, and after consuming it, continued along Yue Lang's arm to invade his body.

Yue Lang's pupils shook as he looked up at Chen Zhiwen, a look of disbelief on his face.

Before he could make any reaction, a force several times greater than his own erupted from Chen Zhiwen's palm.

The power of lightning and terrifying strength destroyed Yue Lang's limbs and bones without reservation.

The phantom of his true form behind Yue Lang shattered like a broken mirror and vanished into nothingness.

A series of bone-breaking sounds rang out across Yue Lang's entire body like firecrackers being lit. The horrifying sound made everyone's hair stand on end, sending chills down their spines.

With a whoosh, Yue Lang's body flew backward and smashed heavily onto the ground. Crimson blood constantly seeped from his pores, dyeing him completely into a man of blood.

The various forces watching from the shadows were all stunned into a daze by Yue Lang's current state, their brains momentarily shutting down.

The Hantian Ant Clan's strongest current Prodigy had lost just like that?!

This battle ended so quickly that it caught everyone off guard.

This Yue Lang had used his full strength, yet he couldn't even withstand a single move from Chen Zhiwen!

People from various forces turned their eyes toward Chen Zhiwen, who remained as calm as ever, while waves of shock surged in their hearts.

Before Chen Zhiwen returned to the capital, they thought they hadn't underestimated him, but looking at the reality, they had still looked down on him!

Chen Zhiwen was definitely not an ordinary Innate Realm Body Cultivator. It was highly likely that his Body Cultivator Realm had reached the Xiantian Late Stage, or even the Peak!

"This kid really brings me a different shock every time he makes a move."

Not far behind Chen Zhiwen, Gu Qibai spoke with deep emotion from within the carriage.

Gu Qibai was naturally used to the strength Chen Zhiwen displayed each time and did not show too much surprise.

Now, Gu Qibai could increasingly feel that the mysterious Great Grandmaster expert who suddenly appeared in the Great Xuan Dynasty definitely had countless ties to Chen Zhiwen.

After Chen Zhiwen defeated Yue Lang, those forces in the capital with ill intentions, as well as the younger generation who had specifically come to challenge him, all put away their thoughts.

Even Yue Lang, the former third on the hidden dragon ranking whose cultivation had reached the Xiantian Middle Stage, had suffered a crushing defeat at Chen Zhiwen's hands.

They did not think their own strength was greater than Yue Lang's.

On the street, Chen Zhiwen walked up to Yue Lang and looked down at him.

At this moment, Yue Lang no longer had his previous arrogance. He lay miserably in the deep pit, heavily injured and unable to rise.

"You... you are not a Innate Realm Body Cultivator!" Yue Lang struggled to lift his head and spoke in a deep voice while staring at Chen Zhiwen.

He had awakened a portion of his ancient ancestor's Bloodline and even activated the Bloodline Divine Ability of the Hantian Ant Clan.

Yue Lang was confident that in the same Realm, there was absolutely no Body Cultivator whose strength would be greater than his.

Other than that, there was only one possibility: Chen Zhiwen's Body Cultivator Realm was above the Innate Realm!

At the thought of this, even Yue Lang found it hard to believe.

The difficulty of Body Cultivator cultivation was by no means the hardest among the three major Human Race cultivation systems.

The further the cultivation progressed, the more pain the cultivator had to endure.

Yue Lang simply couldn't imagine how Chen Zhiwen had cultivated his Body Cultivator Realm to such a high level.

Chen Zhiwen shrugged indifferently. "When did I ever say I was in the Innate Realm?"

"Since you've lost, I'll be taking your life."

After saying that, Chen Zhiwen raised his hand and pointed from a distance. A sharp streak of spiritual energy burst from his fingertip, shooting toward Yue Lang's head.

Seeing this, Yue Lang's pupils shrank, and a look of terror appeared on his face.

Right at that moment, the space in front of Yue Lang suddenly split open with a Void Realm crack, and a gaunt old man in a black robe holding a cane stepped out from the crack.

The old man's body exuded a towering Death Qi. His old face, covered in dark spots, lifted slightly, and his cloudy eyes looked coldly at Chen Zhiwen.

As for Chen Zhiwen's attack, the moment the old man appeared, it was crushed by an invisible force.

Chen Zhiwen was not surprised and looked at the black-robed old man with interest. "A Dao Protector?"

"Second Elder!" Yue Lang's expression relaxed when he saw the old man.

The black-robed old man was precisely the Second Elder of the Hantian Ant Clan, Yue Feng.

He was also the Dao Protector specifically assigned by the Hantian Ant Clan to protect Yue Lang's safety.

Yue Feng looked at Chen Zhiwen and spoke with a raspy voice.

"Junior, one should be forgiving whenever possible. Since Yue Lang has already lost, why must you take his life?"

"In this old man's view, let this matter end here."

Hearing this, Chen Zhiwen couldn't help but show a sneer. "'Forgiving whenever possible'? You old man certainly make it sound simple."

"If the person lying on the ground right now were me, would you still come out and put on this hypocritical act, telling Yue Lang to let it go?"

"Furthermore, as far as I know, quite a few of the Human Race's younger generation have died at Yue Lang's hands during this time. When Yue Lang was ruthlessly killing them, did you ever step forward to stop him?!"

Yue Feng's mouth twitched, and he was momentarily at a loss for words.

Chen Zhiwen continued, "So you don't need to be here asking me to spare Yue Lang's life."

"When he was ruthlessly killing our Human Race's younger generation, he should have thought that such a day would come."

"Today, I will have Yue Lang's life!"

Yue Feng's face darkened, and his gaze stared coldly at Chen Zhiwen. "What a sharp-tongued junior!"

"With this old man here today, I'd like to see how you can kill my clan's Prodigy!"

As his voice fell, a towering pressure emerged from Yue Feng's body, enveloping Chen Zhiwen.

"Old scoundrel, you are openly violating the agreement made between my Human Race and the Yao Race!" A cold voice echoed above the capital.

Yu Zhantian quietly appeared in front of Yue Feng, staring at him with eyes like torches.

"For this hidden dragon ranking competition, both our sides agreed that the experts of the older generation are not allowed to intervene. What is the meaning of this now?!"

"Are you treating this decision as a mere decoration, or do you not hold my Great Xuan Dynasty in your eyes?!" Yu Zhantian said coldly.

Yue Feng's expression shifted several times, knowing he was in the wrong.

"War King Yu, I naturally have no intention of looking down on the Great Xuan Dynasty. How about this: I now announce that my Hantian Ant Clan is withdrawing from the competition for the Qinghua Summit slots. Surely that will suffice?"

Yue Feng's tone was no longer as tough as before; after all, this was the capital of the Great Xuan Dynasty.