72: Chapter 72 Prodigy? He's merely at the threshold of my being.

A phantom of an ancient phoenix, blocking out the sun and sky, shrouded the entire firmament, while violent flames incinerated the space in this area.

A fiery red figure stood suspended above the firmament, looking down, with flames of destruction burning endlessly upon her body.

Watching the demonic aura emanating from that eerie ten thousand soul banner, a trace of terror appeared in Leng Qingfeng's beautiful eyes.

However, she quickly suppressed it.

"I did not expect to run into him here."

"Chu Chen, I want you dead!! You must pay in blood for the debts owed to the Phoenix Clan."

Leng Qingfeng shouted in a low voice, her entire delicate body trembling.

Chu Chen naturally noticed all of this.

"Leave it to me and rest easy. I said that before you finish, no one can disturb you," Jian Wushuang said softly.

In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived opposite the fiery red figure.

"Leng Qingfeng, go back where you came from; you cannot touch this person," Jian Wushuang said, looking at Leng Qingfeng with lazy eyes.

"Once Brother Chu finishes his business, I still need to have a good drink with him, so you had better not cause trouble!..."

"Otherwise, you know what will happen," Jian Wushuang threatened.

Leng Qingfeng asked suspiciously: "Jian Wushuang, have you not seen what he is doing?"

"He is not only slaughtering demon cultivators, but he has not spared the human cultivators either. It is a living, breathing sacrificial ritual."

"With such an evil method, how is helping him any different from you being a demonic cultivator yourself?"

Leng Qingfeng was furious at this moment, but she did not rashly attack; she knew the terror of the man before her.

"What I, Jian Wushuang, cultivate is freedom of the heart. If there is something I do not want to do, no one can persuade me, and similarly, if there is something I want to do, no one can stop me."

As he finished speaking, a Power of Slaughter surged from Jian Wushuang's body.

Immediately after, a terrifying sword intent erupted from Jian Wushuang, condensing into a peerless immortal sword.

"Or you could come and try."

Below, Chu Chen frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "No wonder I felt a familiar, homologous sensation earlier; it turns out Jian Wushuang also possesses the Indestructible Sword Body."

Seeing this, Leng Qingfeng knew that today, Jian Wushuang was determined to protect this Chu Chen.

She had already used a secret treasure to send a message back to her clan; even if it meant exhausting their foundation to invite their ancestor to come out of seclusion, she had to destroy Chu Chen.

She could not let the tragedy of the Phoenix Clan play out again.

Just as Leng Qingfeng and Jian Wushuang were at a stalemate, another terrifying aura came from afar.

"Jian Wushuang, do you really think that being number one on the nine provinces heavens pride list makes you invincible?"

"Swish."

The next moment, a battle halberd flashing with golden thunder shattered space, emitting an aura of destruction, and with endless might and killing intent, it sped toward Jian Wushuang!

However, the peerless immortal sword standing above Jian Wushuang's head also erupted with shocking Power of Slaughter and slashed down.

Instantly, it collided with the thunder battle halberd! In a flash, the heavens and earth changed color, as if the entire world were about to be torn apart by these two powerful forces!

However, the thunder battle halberd only lasted for a few breaths under the peerless immortal sword before being knocked back.

Space fluctuated, and a youth wearing a jade crown and flowing light battle armor stepped out.

He grasped the thunder battle halberd in his hand.

At this moment, the youth was somewhat shocked; he had used seventy percent of his strength in that strike.

Moreover, this thunder battle halberd was a sacred artifact focused on slaughter. Jian Wushuang had not even drawn his Gentleman Sword, and merely by relying on a strand of sword intent, he had repelled his thunder battle halberd.

Could the gap between him and himself really be this large?

Impossible!! He merely awakened the Indestructible Sword Body, so it is normal for his sword intent to suppress mine.

If I activate my Thunder Battle Body, I might not necessarily lose to him, the youth comforted himself inwardly.

Seeing the newcomer, Jian Wushuang said: "Wang Jian, you still have such a violent temper."

Wang Jian snorted coldly: "Jian Wushuang, are we very close? You had better move aside, otherwise don't blame me for using my full strength; don't come begging me when that happens."

Wang Jian arrived beside Leng Qingfeng, "Qingfeng, wait for me to make a move and take him down."

Leng Qingfeng said coldly: "Wait a moment. Not to mention you alone, even if you and I joined forces, we would not be his match."

"Also, Wang Jian, are we close? Please call me by my full name."

Wang Jian's face flushed red upon hearing this; why did it feel so familiar? It seemed like someone had just said that.

To the side, Jian Wushuang laughed loudly: "Startled awake while deathly ill, the clown was actually me all along."

Wang Jian shouted angrily: "Shut your mouth."

"How lively! It seems everyone has come for this emperor treasure and inheritance."

A charming voice spread out, and immediately after, an enchanting figure walked out, her proud peaks heaving up and down, partially hidden and partially visible. This person was Su Jiuer.

However, it was not over yet; a qilin roar resounded through the sky.

"White Jade Qilin? Is this the mysterious successor of the Tianji Pavilion, one of the ten great beauties of the nine provinces, Su Qingwan?"

Wang Jian said from the side.

Following them were the Holy Son of the Azure Dragon Holy Land, Xia Changluo, the Holy Maiden of the Huayuan Holy Land, Hua Xuan, and many other factions.

On the side of the demon beasts, powerful talents also descended. The most representative ones were the Young Master of the Golden Peng Clan, Xiao Peng Wang, Xiao Tianyang.

The Young Master of the Azure Dragon Clan, Long Qingtian.

The Young Master of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Clan, Luo Yao.

Xiao Peng Wang of the Golden Peng Clan looked at Wang Jian, "Brother Wang, who is this person who obtained the emperor treasure and inheritance? I see Brother Wang arrived early, why have you not made a move? Could it be that this person who obtained the emperor treasure and inheritance is a peerless talent?"

Wang Jian was one of the few friends he had among the humans, and he naturally understood Wang Jian's temper; he was the type to start fighting at the slightest disagreement.

Only when encountering someone more powerful than him, or someone with a background more terrifying than his, would he calm down.

Both the human and demon clans listened silently; they also wanted to know.

Wang Jian shook his head, "Not so, Xiao Peng Wang. That person is just a kid at the Cave-Heaven Ninth Stage, and he is currently slaughtering cultivators from both our human and demon clans."

"I originally wanted to rescue the cultivators of both clans, but this Jian Wushuang stopped me."

"I suspect this 'demonic cultivator' claim is fake; the true culprit slaughtering both human and demon clans is this Jian Wushuang. Otherwise, how could a Cave-Heaven ant possibly act in such a way?"

"Moreover, there are those in the Divine Fire Realm involved. If it were not for Jian Wushuang making a move, how could that ant possibly resist?"

Sure enough, when the talents of both clans saw the wanton slaughter of their people below, they were all furious.

"Good for you, Jian Wushuang. As the dignified number one on the heavenly pride list, you actually do such conscience-less things. Today, we shall crusade against you."

"Also, hand over the emperor treasure and inheritance obtained from that ant. Otherwise, even if you are number one on the nine provinces heavens pride list, it is impossible for you to withstand so many of us talents."

A demon talent spoke up, yet as soon as he finished, he was cut in half at the waist.

Apart from a few successors of top-tier traditions present who could see a trace of the movement, the rest of the people did not discover who had attacked.

But this did not stop their greedy hearts for the emperor treasure and inheritance.

Below, Chu Chen also noticed all of this. He was still half a step away from refining the origin and the emperor's intent.

By then, not a single one of these people would be able to escape his reckoning.

"Jian Wushuang, whether you hand it over or not, we are all renowned talents. Even if you are powerful, how can you block our combined forces?"

Jian Wushuang took out a worn-out wine gourd and took a fierce gulp.

"Talents? Your so-called talents are merely the threshold to meeting me."

"Come, fight!!!"