61: Chapter 61 Slaying Yue Lang

Yue Feng could clearly sense that at the same time Yu Zhantian appeared, more than a dozen powerful auras, no less formidable than his own, had locked onto him from within the Imperial Capital.

Yue Feng had no doubt that once he made a move in the Imperial Capital, those powerhouses would appear in the next instant and keep him here forever.

Out of necessity, Yue Feng could only think of this method to preserve Yue Lang's life.

But before Yu Zhantian could express his stance, Chen Zhiwen spoke directly: "No matter what you say today, I am taking Yue Lang's life!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere on the scene instantly became heavy.

The people from various factions hidden in the shadows were all shocked, not expecting Chen Zhiwen's killing intent to be so resolute.

Even the Elder of the Hantian Ant Clan had softened his stance, yet he still wanted to kill the Prodigy of their clan.

Upon hearing this, Yue Feng's face became exceptionally unsightly, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

"Boy! Do you truly think this old man doesn't dare to act against you?!"

Yu Zhantian's brow furrowed as he turned to glance at Chen Zhiwen.

Chen Zhiwen, however, didn't bother to waste any more words with Yue Feng. Lightning flickered intensely in the palms of both his hands as he charged towards Yue Lang right in front of Yue Feng.

Seeing this, Yue Feng roared in uncontrollable rage, "Boy, you are looking for death!"

A terrifying Late Stage Grandmaster realm cultivation base erupted from Yue Feng's body.

Yue Feng tapped his cane on the ground, and the space around Chen Zhiwen instantly solidified. Every wisp of air felt as if it had the weight of a great mountain pressing down on Chen Zhiwen's body.

This caused Chen Zhiwen's speed to slow down.

Yue Feng thrust his palm out from his sleeve, and a hundred-meter-wide black palm pierced through the clouds, pressing down towards Chen Zhiwen.

At the same time, Yue Feng's figure blurred as he sped towards Yue Lang, intending to take him away from this place of trouble.

Yu Zhantian's fierce eyes turned cold, and just as he was about to take action...

A surge of power suddenly erupted from Chen Zhiwen's body as he raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

Extraordinary golden Spiritual Qi and dark lightning burst forth wildly from Chen Zhiwen's palm.

The two distinct forces condensed into two massive Dragons, one golden and one purple.

The two Dragons coiled around each other, their heads letting out an ear-splitting roar that echoed throughout the entire Imperial Capital.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, these two Dragons soared straight up and tore through Yue Feng's black palm.

Chen Zhiwen charged in front of Yue Lang and struck out with both fists.

Seeing Chen Zhiwen take the initiative to attack him, a look of disdain appeared on Yue Feng's face as he raised his cane to meet the blow.

But in the next second, Yue Feng sensed something was wrong.

When Chen Zhiwen's fists struck Yue Feng's cane, the cane actually couldn't withstand Chen Zhiwen's power. It instantly shattered and turned into ash.

And Yue Feng was also knocked back several meters by the shock.

Just as Yue Feng was retreating, Chen Zhiwen grabbed Yue Lang's neck and gave it a forceful twist.

Yue Lang's neck snapped, the life force within him vanished, and he died on the spot.

Seeing this scene, Yue Feng let out a roar of fury, his eyes nearly bursting with rage as he charged at Chen Zhiwen with sky-high killing intent.

Seeing this, Yu Zhantian immediately moved to protect Chen Zhiwen.

"Enough!" At that moment, a deep voice rang out.

A suffocating sense of pressure fell upon Yue Feng, and his figure was instantly frozen in place.

Not far away, the curtain of Chen Zhiwen's carriage was lifted, and Gu Qibai slowly stepped down, walking over to Yue Feng.

When the people present and the various hidden factions saw Gu Qibai emerge from the carriage, their eyes nearly popped out of their heads.

Why would Elder Gu of the Zetian Sect appear here?

And he even walked out of Chen Zhiwen's carriage?!

When Yue Feng saw Gu Qibai, a look of extreme wariness, and one could even say fear, surged in the depths of his eyes.

"Senior... Senior Gu, why are you here?" Yue Feng asked.

Gu Qibai glanced indifferently at Yue Lang's corpse on the ground and then looked at Yue Feng.

"Yue Feng, the rules for the competition for spots to enter Qinghua Mountain have surely been explained clearly enough by my Zetian Sect."

"In struggles between the younger generation, regardless of life or death, Cultivators of the older generation may not interfere."

"What is your meaning now? Have you simply not taken the words of my Zetian Sect to heart?"

Faced with Gu Qibai's questioning, Yue Feng lowered his head and began to stammer.

"Senior Gu, my Hantian Ant Clan absolutely has no such intention."

"Enough!" Gu Qibai irritably interrupted Yue Feng's words. "If your skills are inferior, you must accept it."

"Today's matter ends here. Take the corpse and go back."

"If your Hantian Ant Clan has any objections, then go talk to my Senior Brother."

Hearing this, Yue Feng grit his teeth and ultimately could only helplessly collect Yue Lang's body.

He then gave Chen Zhiwen a cold look before turning to leave the Imperial Capital.

After Yue Feng left, Gu Qibai glared at Chen Zhiwen. "You kid, you really were hiding quite deeply!"

Chen Zhiwen gave a faint smile and said nothing.

"I'm going into the palace to pay my respects to a Senior first, and I'll come find you later," Gu Qibai said, and his figure then vanished from the spot.

Yu Zhantian took a deep look at Chen Zhiwen and likewise did not stay any longer, turning to leave.

After everyone had left, only Chen Zhiwen remained on the street.

Chen Zhiwen resumed his steps towards his residence.

This time, no one stood out to block Chen Zhiwen's path, and he soon arrived at his residence.

Standing in front of the residence, a familiar sense of closeness suddenly welled up in Chen Zhiwen's heart.

After all, he had lived in this residence for over a decade and had long since considered it his home.

Xiaoqing shared a similar feeling with Chen Zhiwen.

After returning here again, Xiaoqing's pretty face was full of joy and excitement.

She rushed into the residence with a cheer and began to tidy up.

Seeing this, a trace of a smile appeared on Chen Zhiwen's face as he stepped into the residence.

After Chen Zhiwen returned to the capital and settled in, over the next few days, the threshold of his residence was nearly worn down by visitors.

Various forces in the Imperial Capital sent people one after another with generous gifts to pay a visit.

On the surface, they seemed to be congratulating Chen Zhiwen on his return to the capital, but in reality, they were all there to show their goodwill.

After the series of battles upon his return, these forces had all seen the immense potential in Chen Zhiwen.

Even if Chen Zhiwen could not become the next Emperor of the Great Xuan Dynasty in the future, with his cultivation talent, he would certainly be one of the mainstays of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

During these few days, Chen Zhiwen did not make an appearance, letting Bai 曉生 represent him in receiving the people from these forces.

However, what Chen Zhiwen did not expect was that besides these forces in the Imperial Capital...

Within the capital, besides Second Prince Chen Zhiling, the other princes also sent people to deliver gifts.

Even the First Prince, Chen Zhiheng, who had not made an appearance for many years, specifically sent someone to deliver a grand gift.

For a time, Chen Zhiwen's residence was bustling with activity, becoming the liveliest place in the Imperial Capital.

This formed a sharp contrast to when Chen Zhiwen was previously banished from the capital.

And during these few days, Chen Zhiwen's return to the capital also became the most discussed topic among the Cultivators in the Desolate State.