Seriously injured Zheng Tiancheng

When Xiang Yue clearly saw Chen Yuan's face, he froze on the spot.

He had thought the attacker must be a Nascent Soul Senior Brother, and he wasn't afraid, as his own Senior Brother was hidden nearby.

But, he never in his wildest dreams expected the attacker to be Chen Yuan, the person he had been searching for.

"Brother!" Ye Baixi cried out excitedly.

Shen Nianchu's eyes flickered. That sword strike just now clearly carried Sword Intent. Wasn't Junior Martial Brother a Zither Cultivator? How did he suddenly become a Sword Cultivator?

Chen Yuan suddenly put away his mo you sword, then slammed out his left fist, and purple lightning flashed.

"Boom!"

Xiang Yue's entire body flew backward, heavily crashing at Ye Baixi's feet.

The three people on the left were terrified at the sight.

However, Chen Yuan didn't even glance at the three of them. With a mere flick of his sleeve, his robes billowed, and a massive pressure swept out, instantly sending the three flying.

Chen Yuan took a step forward and stomped on Xiang Yue's head. "Apologize to my Dao Companion. You scared her just now."

"Apologize my ass!" Xiang Yue roared, no one had ever dared to humiliate him like this. His eighth-grade Golden Core frantically circulated, and the surrounding Spiritual Qi became violent, attempting to shake Chen Yuan off.

Chen Yuan smirked disdainfully, applying force with his foot. Grandmist power surged into his leg, and with a muffled "bang," Xiang Yue's head was directly kicked into the dirt.

"Brother, you're so amazing!" Ye Baixi cupped her face, looking utterly smitten.

Chen Yuan's single foot was on Xiang Yue's head, and his right hand ruffled little Baixi's hair. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Xiang Yue, buried in the dirt, felt humiliated and enraged. Damn it, after all that, was I just a part of your little game?

Ye Baixi shook her head. "I'm fine!"

"Good to hear!" Chen Yuan smiled slightly, lifted his foot, and then activated the Family Cultivation Technique, the Gale Leg, kicking Xiang Yue away!

Xiang Yue's body drew a long arc in mid-air, then crashed heavily into a large tree behind him. His head lolled, and he passed out.

This large tree was the very one Zheng Tiancheng and the other person were standing near.

"Junior Martial Brother, you only care about your little Baixi, and not your Second Senior Sister."

Shen Nianchu pouted.

Was it really appropriate for them to be so intimate in front of her, a single person? They weren't even considering the feelings of a single person.

Chen Yuan's gaze shifted towards Shen Nianchu. "Second Senior Sister, where are you hurt?"

"Heh heh, late affection is cheaper than grass." Shen Nianchu crossed her arms, about to say something, when she suddenly stopped, pointing behind Chen Yuan.

"Junior Martial Brother, watch out!"

"Brother, be careful!" Ye Baixi's eyes widened in alarm, her heart in her throat.

Behind him, a long spear suddenly came hurtling. The spear was like a fleeting shadow, and the air seemed to be torn apart by its gleam, reaching Chen Yuan's back in an instant.

Chen Yuan remained composed, his protective True Qi condensed behind him, blocking this fleeting spear strike.

"Clang!" Sparks flew at the point of impact, and ripples spread from the collision, sending the three people who had just gotten up flying again.

Shen Nianchu and Ye Baixi were naturally unharmed, protected by Chen Yuan!

Chen Yuan silently turned. "Senior Brother Zheng, sneak attacks are not the act of a gentleman!"

With that, Grandmist power surged into his right hand, and his protective True Qi shone brightly, instantly pushing Zheng Tiancheng back!

"What?" Shen Nianchu's eyes were dazed, feeling as if this scene before her was an illusion.

"Ugh!"

Ye Baixi covered her small mouth, her heart churning like a stormy sea! Brother... he actually repelled a Late Nascent Soul stage True Lord.

Outside, in the Xuantian Sect's main hall!

Sect Master Song Yuanji stood up from his seat in shock. A ninth-level Golden Core repelling a Nascent Soul True Lord was simply unheard of!

Golden Core and Nascent Soul were like a chasm, impossible to bridge with external force.

Inside the Xuanhuang Secret Realm, Chen Yuan looked at the rapidly growing emotional value on his System panel, feeling overjoyed.

It seemed Revered Master was watching his battle, so he couldn't disgrace Revered Master.

Thinking this, he conjured his mo you sword in his right hand and shot out like an arrow from a bowstring, arriving before Zheng Tiancheng in an instant.

Zheng Tiancheng had just recovered when he saw Chen Yuan charging at him with his sword!

The surrounding air suddenly dropped to freezing point, and an Ice Domain instantly enveloped Zheng Tiancheng.

"This... what the hell is this?" Zheng Tiancheng's eyes were filled with horror. His entire body felt frozen, his legs stiff, making it difficult to move even a single step!

Profound Ice Sword Art!

Within the Domain, Chen Yuan soared into the air. A vortex suddenly formed in the sky, and a massive purple Dragon wrapped in ice emerged from it, coiling around Chen Yuan.

A sense of death enveloped his entire body, and a thought flashed through Zheng Tiancheng's mind: "Run"!

However, the Domain had him firmly locked, preventing him from moving even an inch!

The purple Dragon descended, smashing into Zheng Tiancheng.

With a loud "boom," Zheng Tiancheng's entire body flew backward, breaking through more than a dozen large trees before finally stopping!

Lying on the ground, Zheng Tiancheng violently spat out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes wide like copper bells, his face completely pale, looking as if he was about to breathe his last.

"Brother Zheng!" Wei Lan, hiding nearby, looked horrified and quickly scurried over to help Zheng Tiancheng up. "So cold! Brother Zheng, why are your hands so cold!"

Wei Lan tightly gripped Zheng Tiancheng's hand, trying to dispel the cold for him. However, that chill continuously seeped from Wei Lan's palm into her body, causing her face to gradually turn pale.

Her tears fell "pat pat," but before they could even land on Zheng Tiancheng's chest, they froze into ice!

In the distance,

"Gulp!" The three people who had just gotten up from the ground frantically swallowed their saliva.

The three looked at each other, seemingly reaching some kind of consensus, then lay back down on the ground, pretending to be unconscious.

Chen Yuan took a step, appearing before Zheng Tiancheng.

Seeing this, Wei Lan blocked Zheng Tiancheng, taking out the Yao Beast inner cores they had accumulated.

"Please, spare Brother Zheng. We'll withdraw from the Grand Competition right now."

Chen Yuan's expression was cold. With a wave of his right hand, he collected the inner cores into his storage ring.

"Scram! I won't forget the Chen Family's grudge! You should be grateful we are fellow disciples, otherwise, today you two would be two cold corpses."

With that, Chen Yuan silently turned away.

This was the Sect Grand Competition, and all the Sect Masters and Elders were watching. Saying so much was naturally for those Sect Elders to hear.

Moreover, killing Zheng Tiancheng was unrealistic. Severely injuring him and making him lie in bed for a year was enough.

At this moment, Zheng Tiancheng looked at the bright moonlight, his heart filled with confusion!

He had Cultivated diligently for over two hundred years, yet he was inferior to a newcomer who had joined for only a month. His Dao Heart developed a crack at this moment.

Wei Lan crushed a teleportation talisman, and a flash of light instantly enveloped her and Zheng Tiancheng.

On Bailing Mountain, two figures appeared out of thin air.

The Inner and Outer Sect Disciples who had been teleported out stared intently, their eyes widening.

"Oh my god! It's Senior Brother Zheng!"

"Who injured Senior Brother Zheng like this?"

The Spirit Medicine Garden Elder quickly stepped forward to examine him. A moment later, he breathed a sigh of relief, then sent a voice transmission to the Core Elders in the main hall:

"No damage to his Foundation, at most he'll need a year or so to recuperate!"

[Ding, Leng Youmeng's favorability +3. Current favorability: 80.]

Chen Yuan's actions just now naturally fell into Leng Youmeng's eyes. She secretly nodded, Chen Yuan's Heart-Nature was impeccable. To be able to bury his hatred and consider the bigger picture was truly rare!