75: Chapter 74: A Shock to All!

The remaining Demon Clan Prodigies gazed at their miserably dead companions, their bodies involuntarily becoming stiff, as a chill shot straight up to their scalps.

The Prodigy who had just died was the strongest among them.

Was he just killed by Chen Zhiwen in a single move?!

At this moment, these Demon Clan Prodigies sensed that something was wrong, and the intention to retreat already sprouted in their hearts.

But Chen Zhiwen would not give them this opportunity; he calmly wiped away the slight traces of blood on his face and charged toward the others.

Seeing this, their expressions changed in alarm, and not daring to be careless, they all unleashed their strongest attacks.

In Chen Zhiwen's eyes, these attacks posed absolutely no threat.

Chen Zhiwen swung his fists with an indifferent expression, directly meeting these attacks with the pure strength of his Physical Body.

After easily shattering these attacks, Chen Zhiwen arrived before the Demon Clan Prodigies, like a wolf entering a sheepfold.

Chen Zhiwen kicked out, and the body of one Demon Clan Prodigy exploded in response, turning into a rain of blood.

He then threw a punch, and the head of another Demon Clan Prodigy burst apart.

These top prodigies of the East Sea Demon Clan were now like lambs waiting to be slaughtered before Chen Zhiwen.

The few Demon Clan Prodigies who had survived, watching their companions fall one by one, finally felt fear and turned to flee the scene.

Chen Zhiwen perceived this, and his palm lightning technique transformed into chains, shooting rapidly toward them.

The chains condensed from lightning bound them indomitably, dragging them alive to Chen Zhiwen's front.

Not giving them any chance to beg for mercy, Chen Zhiwen brought his fists down, shattering their heads and ending their lives.

Chen Zhiwen stood tall in the high sky, droplets of blood dripping from his fists.

Down in the capital city, the Cultivators of the Great Xuan Dynasty gazed at Chen Zhiwen in the high sky; after a brief moment of stunned silence, they immediately erupted into deafening cheers.

The various factions in the city all felt incredibly shocked, their faces filled with complex expressions.

"This!" Yu Zhantian stood up excitedly, his tiger-like eyes filled with shock.

Beside him, Ye Hao appeared incredibly calm, glancing at the shocked Yu Zhantian with his peripheral vision, secretly laughing in his heart.

What was this, really? Chen Zhiwen had only revealed his cultivation as a Body Cultivator, and he was already this shocked.

If Yu Zhantian knew that Chen Zhiwen's true strength was actually in the Grandmaster Realm, wouldn't he be stunned silly on the spot?

In the restaurant's private room, a look of surprise appeared on Chen Zhiyue's handsome face, and he then shook his head with a wry smile.

"It seems I still underestimated my Fifth Brother!" Chen Zhiyue sighed in a low voice.

Every time he made a move, Chen Zhiwen could surprise everyone, and this time was no exception.

With the combat power Chen Zhiwen had displayed, let alone third place on the hidden dragon ranking, I fear there is not a single person on the entire list who is his match!

Chen Zhiyue glanced sideways at the calm-faced Leng Feng and Bai Xiaosheng in the private room, a strange glimmer flashing in his eyes.

Could it be... that this still isn't Chen Zhiwen's true strength?

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In the high sky, after Chen Zhiwen had slaughtered all the Demon Clan Prodigies, all other battles ceased.

All the prodigies who had come for the hidden dragon ranking gathered their gazes on Chen Zhiwen.

Feng Qingyang and Cang Yao pulled away and returned to the side of their Zetian Sect fellow Disciples.

"This person is very strong. I can feel that his cultivation is definitely not below mine!" Cang Yao stared intently at Chen Zhiwen, speaking with admiration.

The Zetian Sect members were shocked upon hearing this. Higher than Cang Yao's cultivation?

Doesn't that mean this Fifth Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty is already at the Peak of the Innate Realm in his Body Cultivator cultivation, or perhaps even above the Innate Realm!

At the thought of this, the Zetian Sect members could not help but gasp.

"To think there is someone in this world even more monstrous than Senior Brother Cang. It's too terrifying!" Little Xuan shrank his neck, hiding behind Feng Qingcheng with a fearful expression.

Cang Yao's face darkened, while the other Zetian Sect Disciples smiled indifferently.

Although Little Xuan is young, what he said is actually quite reasonable.

The path of a Body Cultivator inherently requires constant tempering of oneself and stimulation of one's physical potential.

In the Zetian Sect, every so often, Cang Yao would change his methods, relying on various monstrous means to stimulate his physical limits.

It is precisely because of this that Cang Yao was able to Cultivate his Body Cultivator Realm to the Innate Realm at such a young age.

Since Chen Zhiwen's cultivation is even higher than Cang Yao's, this implicitly shows that Chen Zhiwen's perseverance is definitely not inferior to Cang Yao's.

Cang Yao turned his head to look at Feng Qingyang, "A Body Cultivator at the Peak of the Innate Realm—unless it's a life-or-death battle, Senior Brother, even if you have grasped the Sword Domain, I fear you are not this person's match."

"Your position as number one on the hidden dragon ranking is likely going to change hands today."

Feng Qingyang heard the teasing tone in Cang Yao's words, raised an eyebrow, and smiled calmly with a composed expression.

Regarding such external things, Feng Qingyang clearly did not take them to heart.

Feng Qingcheng looked at Cang Yao coldly, "Although Senior Brother is not a match for that Chen Zhiwen, he is still more than enough to beat you. Why are you so happy?"

"Senior Brother Cang is trying to tell us that when he reaches the Peak of the Innate Realm, he will also be able to beat Senior Brother." Little Xuan intelligently voiced Cang Yao's thoughts.

Cang Yao chuckled and cast an appreciative look at Little Xuan.

Seeing this, the Zetian Sect Disciples all speechlessly covered their foreheads.

On the other side, Ao Ming transformed into his human form, holding the War Blood Halberd, staring gloomily at Chen Zhiwen; the light in his eyes kept shifting, revealing that his heart was not calm at this moment.

Chen Zhiwen calmly wiped the bloodstains off his hands and lifted his gaze, looking coldly at Ao Ming.

Their gazes met, and for the first time, a look of fear appeared on Ao Ming's unruly face.

The protector of the Biyou Flood Dragon Clan, who had been hiding in the shadows, did not hesitate for a moment and unleashed a Divine Ability.

A cloud of black mist suddenly emerged around Ao Ming, and the black mist engulfed him, disappearing into the high sky.

After Ao Ming left, the protectors of the few Demon Clan Prodigies that Chen Zhiwen had just slaughtered slowly appeared above the Great Xuan Capital City.

These protectors stared at Chen Zhiwen with murderous intent, as if they were about to strike at any moment.

But deep in the imperial palace of the capital city below, a profound aura had been locked onto them.

These protectors did not doubt that if they dared to strike at Chen Zhiwen at this moment, the Four Symbols Array of the Great Xuan Capital City would be activated in the next second, killing them.

Suppressing the murderous intent in their hearts, these protectors snorted coldly and turned to leave the scene.

With these people gone, there was not a single member of the Yao Race left at the scene.

In this battle for the spots at Qinghua Mountain, the East Sea Demon Clan had suffered heavy losses, and of the prodigies they had sent, only Ao Ming remained.

This could not help but make everyone feel a wave of sighs.