263: Two forces courting death

Xiao Chen muttered to himself while moving through the dark Void Realm.

A wisp of Spiritual Power Fire flew from his fingertips, floating in the air, but he was shocked to find that even the light could not illuminate very far.

Due to the limited distance of his Divine Sense and poor visibility, he had to slow down as much as possible.

Until a certain moment, his Divine Sense finally detected an irregular object ahead.

Xiao Chen's heart tightened, his body stiffened, and even his breathing paused for a moment.

However, to his relief, the object did not emit the aura of a living thing.

Ten thousand feet... a thousand feet... a hundred feet... As the distance closed, Xiao Chen finally caught a glimpse of its full form under the firelight.

It was a massive arc-shaped scythe with a curve exceeding 270°.

The blade did not release a sharp cold glint like ordinary swords, but instead shimmered with a dark, eerie light under the firelight.

In the center of the blade, a blood-red bead was embedded.

Like a demonic eye reflecting the flickering firelight, it looked particularly eerie in the dark night.

The handle was about thirty-three feet long, seemingly formed from the Fusion of liquid darkness and shattered stars, presenting a sense of extreme distortion.

Overall, it looked extremely aggressive, appearing hideous and violent.

Just one look made Xiao Chen feel an unprecedented sense of dizziness, his Divine Sense feeling as if it were falling into a dark abyss.

His consciousness fell into a slumber, his Sea of Consciousness was in a state of Chaos, and his body floated powerlessly in mid-air... On the other side, after intense fighting among hundreds of Sects, all the Magical Artifacts on the second floor of the Treasure Pavilion were finally divided.

Of the original eight hundred plus people, less than six hundred survived.

"Swoosh!"

Two green eerie lights shot out silently from the darkness, targeting the backs of Bing Ninger and Bing Qinger.

The two girls were staring at the place where Xiao Chen had disappeared, their snowy-white faces full of worry.

With their pure Heart-Nature, they never expected that after Xiao Chen had established his dominance, someone would still dare to attack them.

The two green eerie lights sank into their backs unnoticed.

"Uh..."

Bing Qinger and Bing Ninger's expressions changed drastically. A sharp pain gripped their chests. They tried to circulate their Spiritual Power, only to find it completely ineffective.

"Oh no, it's a Sealing Curse!"

Bing Ninger whispered, her eyes trembling violently, her face full of tension. It was unimaginable that someone would attack them at this time.

"Despicable!"

Bing Qinger's face was frosty as she cursed and turned to stare at the dark space behind them, where several malicious faces appeared.

Suddenly, a piercing cold light shot forward, aiming straight for Bing Ninger's face, the danger rapidly enlarging in her pupils.

Nangong Pan accidentally caught sight of this and immediately threw a palm strike, shattering the cold light. He flickered and stood protectively in front of the two.

The Disciples of the Nangong Family and dozens of affiliated Sect Disciples also gathered around, looking at the surroundings warily.

"Xie Wenfeng, what are you doing!" Nangong Pan asked with a grim face, questioning the dark figure from which the cold light had come.

A man dressed in black stepped out of the darkness, followed by over twenty Golden Core Cultivators—Disciples of the Qingtian Sword Sect.

Some Disciples from the surrounding Sects slowly gathered, while others stood far away, acting as if it were none of their business.

"What am I doing?"

Xie Wenfeng said coldly, his eyes rippling with cunning, "All the nascent soul magic tools here were swept away by that kid. I can only ask his Dao Companions for them!"

"Opportunities are won by ability and fair competition. Acting so despicably, you are unworthy of being a successor of the Qingtian Sword Sect!"

"Nangong Pan!"

Xie Wenfeng roared, pointing his long sword directly at him, "That kid gave you a nascent soul magic tool, so of course you can talk big without any consequences!"

"Exactly!"

The Senior Brother of the Kunxu Sacred Mansion, Wu Tianyu, also stepped forward, crossing his arms with a playful look on his face:

"Could it be that your Nangong Family is colluding with that kid, attempting to plunder the resources of our Eastern Region Continent?"

"Well said!"

The Disciples of the affiliated Sects of the two major forces also chimed in.

This statement undoubtedly annoyed Nangong Pan. His originally gentle face gradually turned ashen, and a curse escaped his lips:

"Bullshit! If you can't speak properly, go back to your mother's womb and learn again!"

Wu Tianyu was stunned, then his face filled with rage. He seemingly hadn't expected this century-old peacemaker to actually lose his temper.

The Nangong Family Disciples behind him also shouted angrily, "Don't you dare slander us! Our Young Master isn't even close to him!"

"Not close? Do you even believe that yourselves?"

Xie Wenfeng couldn't help but sneer, "Hehe, if you aren't close to him, would he give you a nascent soul magic tool for no reason?"

"You..."

Nangong Pan waved his hand, stopping his clansmen from speaking, "Enough talk. Just say what you want."

"It's simple!"

Xie Wenfeng spread his hands and said indifferently, "Kill the two of them and take those two top-tier nascent soul magic tools."

Hearing this, Bing Qinger and Bing Ninger turned pale. Now that their Spiritual Power was sealed, would they have to abandon their Physical Bodies and perform a Nascent Soul Soul Emergence?

"You dare!"

Nangong Pan shouted angrily, his face showing unprecedented solemnity. Although he wasn't afraid of any one of them, he couldn't withstand their superior numbers.

"Nangong Pan, I advise you to be sensible. In this Secret Realm, if the Young Master of the Nangong Family falls, it would be a huge loss."

"Save your threats!"

Nangong Pan didn't care at all and said sternly, "If you really dare to do this, he will surely exterminate your entire Sect when he comes out!"

"Hahaha..."

Xie Wenfeng laughed wildly towards the sky, "He has already been teleported to some space, maybe he's already dead there. Stop trying to bluff me!"

"Nonsense!"

Bing Ninger's face was grim as she pointed at him and rebuked, "Brother will not fall!"

"Not fallen?"

Wu Tianyu laughed contemptuously: "Then call him out! Falling in such an ancient Secret Realm is the most normal thing!"

"You're lying..."

Bing Ninger's expression was grave. Just as she was about to argue, Bing Qinger stopped her: "Ninger, don't waste your breath on him."

Although she said that, Xiao Chen's sudden disappearance had cast a thick shadow over the two girls' hearts, leaving them feeling uneasy.

Nangong Pan took a step forward and said, "Xie Wenfeng, how about I make a deal with you?"

"Oh, what deal?"

"As long as you agree not to make things difficult for these two girls, I will give you my nascent soul magic tool. How about it?"

"No..."

Xie Wenfeng wagged his finger from side to side, "Your Magical Artifact is used for auxiliary Alchemy. What use do I have for it!"

"Preposterous!"

At this moment, Wu Tianyu's gaze swept over the two girls' graceful bodies, his eyes revealing an undisguised look of lust:

"Two beauties, how about this: if you take the initiative to hand over those two nascent soul magic tools, I'll consider letting you be my Concubines."