402: Assemble! Head to the capital!

Helian Jinming narrowed his eyes, not expecting Chen Heng to be so insane.

Moreover, after being injured, his Aura not only didn't drop but became even more terrifying.

He roughly understood the despair of those Noble Families when they were annihilated.

This kind of monster, unkillable, unbeatable, and growing stronger with every injury, was indeed troublesome, but not without a way to deal with him.

"Tianfang Divine Tree!"

Helian Jinming retreated, knowing that the idea of using shared life and death to wear down Chen Heng's fighting will was useless.

The more this monster was injured, the more excited he became; he could only be killed outright by brute force!

A familiar giant tree rose from the ground, and an endless stream of power surged into Helian Jinming's body.

"Mountain Mover Ghost, move mountains and fill seas!"

Chen Heng's blood and internal organs were instantly moved out of his body by the Mountain Mover Ghost, scattering across the ground.

But Chen Heng only paused for a moment before charging forward; this level of injury was harmless to him.

It was just that his internal organs were gone, and his blood had run dry; these were minor injuries.

"Should this boring probing end now?"

Chen Heng's physique expanded again, and his power surged once more.

"Three hundred times Dragon Tiger Strength, full body transformation!"

Blazing Qi and Blood enveloped Chen Heng, and even the surrounding air began to burn.

"Get over here, you!" Chen Heng grabbed Helian Jinming's head and pulled him off the Golden Dragon.

"How can this be!?" Helian Jinming never expected that a martial artist could still do this after losing his internal organs and blood.

Chen Heng, holding Helian Jinming's head, fell towards the ground; he needed Earth Vein Power to sustain such high-intensity combat.

With a loud bang, Chen Heng's head exploded like a watermelon, which also meant that Helian Jinming, in his hand, was similarly decapitated.

A somewhat disheveled Helian Jinming broke free from Chen Heng's grasp, staring ferociously at the twenty-meter-tall giant before him.

His own physique wasn't small, but compared to Chen Heng, it was still the difference between an ant and an elephant.

"What, not fighting anymore?"

Chen Heng turned to look at the extremely enraged Helian Jinming in mid-air, then flashed beside him again.

Such a massive body moving naturally created no small commotion; just a single flash leveled the remaining divine capital.

Countless Noble Families' Disciples died in that instant, and the System's broadcast kept ringing in Chen Heng's mind.

"[Killed Yellow Rank Demon, Optimization count +5]"

"[Killed Profound Rank Demon, Optimization count +12]"

"[Killed...]"

"Shut up, you!" Chen Heng was already irritable, and hearing the crackling System broadcast made him even more anxious.

The System, being quite human-like, shut its mouth, but the Optimization count continued to rise.

"My divine capital..." Helian Jinming looked at the divine capital, now completely in ruins, and a long-forgotten rage surged in his heart.

"Imperial Guard Army! White Guard!"

"Activate the Soul Refining Cauldron for me!"

With a furious roar from Helian Jinming, a hundred thousand Imperial Guard Army soldiers and several thousand figures in white robes surged from all directions.

"Activate your mother!"

Chen Heng didn't care about any of that, landing a solid punch on Helian Jinming's chest.

Bang!

Helian Jinming instantly exploded into a mist of blood, and Chen Heng also turned into a sky full of blood rain.

"You mad dog!" Helian Jinming reappeared from the corpse ball behind him in the blink of an eye, glaring intently at the blood mist that was re-condensing before him.

"Hiss, refreshing!"

Chen Heng, having re-formed his body, wiped the blood from his face, and the smile on his lips became even more deranged.

"First doubling, two times."

Chen Heng held up two fingers; it had been a long time since he had experienced this feeling of power doubling.

It was still so refreshing!

"You're no good." Chen Heng shook his head, somewhat disappointed as he scrutinized Helian Jinming.

"And you, stop playing dead; it's time to end this boring probing."

Chen Heng cast his gaze towards the distant ground, where a fleshy ball composed of pus and flesh was wriggling.

"Chang Yutian, the cooperation we agreed upon, you actually...!"

Helian Jinming glared at Chang Yutian, who was slacking off; although he had guessed that this old fellow would be half-hearted, he didn't expect him to do nothing from the start.

"Don't worry, I'm just preparing."

Chang Yutian's hoarse, sinister voice rang out, and covered in bone blades, he looked up at Chen Heng.

"Your proud power will be the beginning of your death."

"Yin and Yang Reversed!"

...At the same time, Bai Jun and the others, rushing at full speed, also returned to Qiyang City.

"Gang Leader Gou Long, Big Brother Qi!"

Bai Jun frowned, immediately spotting the heavily injured group.

"Don't worry about us, go help Chen Heng first!"

Qi Longhu knew that although he was severely injured, it wouldn't kill him, but Chen Heng was fighting the entire Great Liang imperial court alone!

Just then, Elder Yang and the others also descended from the sky.

"What happened?" Elder Yang waved his hand, and a vast spiritual power enveloped everyone, rapidly healing their injuries.

"Sister Zhu, you..." How could Bai Jun still bother to talk to Elder Yang and the others? He only now saw Zhu Chang, who had lost a leg, and Zhu Ri, who was half-dead.

"We're fine, go help Mr. Chen first!"

Zhu Chang shook her head; their White Tiger Bloodline ensured they wouldn't die anytime soon.

Chen Heng's side was more important.

"Luo Shuo, you stay here to help treat everyone; I'll go help Big Brother Chen!"

Bai Jun also realized that things seemed to be quite serious; he could even imagine Chen Heng's frenzied state in the divine capital right now.

"You want to go by yourself?" Hua Luandao walked up to Bai Jun, grabbing his shoulder.

"Do you think us old folks are dead?"

"Xuan Alliance Disciples, listen to my command! All members move out to support the Alliance Leader!"

At Hua Luandao's command, the Xuan Alliance Disciples immediately perked up.

They were worried they had no way to help Chen Heng and repay the favor they owed him.

Didn't an opportunity just arrive?

"Yes!"

Thousands of Xuan Alliance Disciples responded simultaneously, their voices like a tsunami, shaking the heart.

"You shouldn't try to hide either; come help together."

Bai Jun clutched Hui Che, whom he had tucked under his arm, even tighter, afraid the young monk would slip away.

"Benefactor Bai, please release This humble monk first; someone needs This humble monk's help."

Hui Che's perpetually placid face actually darkened.

Though puzzled, Bai Jun still released him.

Hui Che slowly walked to the ruins of the Chen Family Mansion, reaching out and flipping over a piece of the roof.

"Benefactor Jing..."

Inside the ruins, Jing Fan lay bleeding from the head, her breathing barely perceptible.

Hui Che took out his Buddha bowl, in which a vast ocean of Karma power flowed.

A thin wisp of Karma power flowed into Jing Fan's body, and her breathing gradually steadied.

Hui Che was very angry now, even to the point of transgressing the precept of anger among greed, hatred, and delusion.

But how could he not be angry? Jing Fan was the only one willing to listen to him speak of Buddha for an entire night.

She was also the only one who cherished him like a child.

And this person was actually injured to such an extent by someone.

In the Buddha bowl, the Karma power was stained with streaks of blood, a sign of imminent demonization.

"Let's go, Benefactor Bai; I want to see what kind of person would commit such a massacre."

Hui Che's expression returned to its placid state, but the Aura emanating from him was far from calm.

It was like a terrifying undercurrent beneath a calm sea!