54: My name is Xuan Yin

Flying to a mountain peak, Lu Chen stood atop the white clouds and looked back.

The Wang Brothers surrounded Lu Chen from the left and right with bloodthirsty expressions. The Spiritual Artifact spears beneath their feet flew into their hands, pointing distantly at Lu Chen.

"Kid, hand over all your Storage Pouches, and we'll leave you a whole corpse!"

"Isn't that just dying anyway?"

Lu Chen's flippant voice rang out. The Wang Brothers' eyes turned sinister as they exchanged a glance.

"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit, die!"

Spiritual power surged and erupted from the spear tips. The two men's bodies seemed to be pushed violently by something as they leaped toward Lu Chen.

"Gale Lightning Chase!"

They shouted in unison, lightning coiling around the spears, electric snakes dancing, as the crackling sound spread through the nearby sky.

"Good stuff..."

Lu Chen's eyes lit up, and then he pressed his palms together.

"Five Elements Rotation, Thick Earth Golden Essence Bell!"

Buzz!

A primitive, gold-and-yellow bell enveloped Lu Chen, rotating at high speed as a melodious and long-lasting chime rang out.

Clang, clang, clang!

The spear tips struck the bell's body but were deflected by its high-speed rotation. The residual lightning from the magic power blasted toward the mountain peak, exploding into deep pits and collapsing trees.

A fire instantly began to spread across the mountain peak.

"What?"

What kind of Spell was this? The two were astonished that it could actually deflect the secret technique they performed with their Natal Spiritual Artifacts... However, before they could hesitate, Lu Chen's attack followed immediately!

"Mystic Silence Divine Light!"

The xuan yin earthly fiend wheel transformed into a ghostly moon, erupting with nether light that illuminated the surrounding world.

The two momentarily lost their focus, their Divine Sense and five senses completely sealed. The crimson sun heavenly gang sword, which had been gathering momentum, turned into a red silk-like streak and pierced through one of them... "Brother..."

The younger of the Wang Brothers cried out. His brother had just been impaled by the Flying Sword, and in the next moment, Lu Chen closed in and grabbed his throat.

He hoisted the man up... "Let go of my brother!"

The younger Wang Brother's eyes were bloodshot as he roared.

Crack!

Lu Chen did not hesitate for a second, crushing the other's throat. Magic power flowed along the Meridians, destroying all of the opponent's vitality.

The elder Wang Brother's Natal Spiritual Artifact lost its master's control and its spirituality faded. It fell powerlessly toward the earth along with its master's body.

"How dare you!"

The remaining younger Wang Brother couldn't believe his brother, with whom he had spent over a hundred years day and night, had perished so abruptly before him.

What should he do? What about his Family? Could their Wang Family still hold onto the second-tier treasure land of Minggu Stream?

His expression was furious, but his mind was racing with a thousand thoughts, and a desire to retreat grew in his heart... "Gale Lightning Chase!"

He roared as he pushed his spiritual power to the limit. Burning electric snakes crackled, his expression bloodthirsty.

"Die for me!"

The spiritual spear was thrown by him, but his figure quietly dropped, attempting to escape using the cover of the Wilderness Swamp Forest.

"These are all tricks I've already played out..."

Lu Chen's voice softly appeared beside the Wang Brother's ear, making the latter's soul nearly leap out of his body... "Spare me... I'm willing to..."

Lu Chen grabbed the opponent's throat with one hand and swiftly clamped the other on the man's head. The power of his Divine Sense poured out unscrupulously, tearing the opponent's Divine Sense into fragments before devouring them.

"You... you... you are a demonic Cultivator!..."

The Wang Brother's expression was terrified, then became vacant. This was irreversible damage caused by losing too much of his Divine Sense Origin.

Even if he could survive, he would become a fool.

"Hehe, the Righteous Path and the Demonic Path are just means to become stronger... what's the difference..."

Lu Chen murmured. He didn't refine the opponent's Divine Sense fragments; he only searched the latter's memory, absorbing his knowledge.

This was his goal.

He had obtained this Demonic Path technique for devouring Divine Sense after killing an Inner Sect Disciple of the Blood River Sect. The opponent had been just one step away from Foundation Establishment and had been out for a blood sacrifice of a demonic weapon when Lu Chen encountered him.

After a fight, Lu Chen killed him on the spot. Now, this Soul Devouring Art had been practiced to the Realm of Perfection.

It could minimize the side effects of devouring a Cultivator's Divine Sense, but Lu Chen never intended to devour a Cultivator's Divine Sense Origin to strengthen himself; he disdained doing so.

The process of devouring the Wang Brother's Divine Sense seemed slow, but it was completed in the blink of an eye. He crushed the latter's head, and the body began to burn and incinerate as it fell to prevent others from noticing anything.

Although he knew his methods were only for becoming stronger, others didn't. The Cloud Azure Sect and the Blood River Sect had a blood feud accumulated over a thousand years. Once it was exposed that he knew the Soul Devouring Art, even Great Cultivator of Cangyu would personally come to capture him.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several figures dashed to Lu Chen's side and surrounded him. Each had an extraordinary aura, and the leader even had the strength of the Late Foundation Establishment Stage.

They looked cold, possessing absolute confidence in dealing with Lu Chen.

"So you think you've got me, and you couldn't help but reveal yourselves?"

Lu Chen smiled slightly, his expression calm.

"I warned you that treasures are easy to get but hard to take away. Now it's time for me to fulfill the second half of that sentence..."

The Late Foundation Establishment Stage expert stood before the group, facing Lu Chen with a playful expression.

Behind him followed two more Foundation Establishment Experts, maintaining a position neither too close nor too far from the others.

Lu Chen looked around. There were seven Foundation Establishment Experts in total: one Late Foundation Establishment Stage, and of the remaining six, five were at the Foundation Establishment Mid Stage.

They really thought highly of him. His apparent strength was only at the Foundation Establishment Mid Stage, yet so many had come at once.

But these Foundation Establishment Mid Stage Cultivators didn't think so. Lu Chen's feat of instantly killing the Wang Brothers was still fresh in their minds. If not for the Late Foundation Establishment Stage leader, they probably would have turned and fled, abandoning this ambush.

"Remember, my name is Teng Long. When you go down, you'll know who killed you!"

The scar on Teng Long's brow looked exceptionally bloodthirsty as he grinned. His Late Foundation Establishment Stage power erupted unscrupulously, intimidating the whole field.

In the Foundation Establishment Realm, the Early Stage and Middle Stage might not be large, but the qualitative change at the Late Stage creates a world of difference in strength!

Teng Long's own foundation was not weak. After three qualitative changes, his Dantian spiritual sea spanned over three thousand zhang. In the entire Cloud Azure Sect territory, he could be considered a powerhouse.

He was capable of passing down a top-tier Foundation Establishment great Family, far more powerful than the likes of the Cui Clan.

"I return those words to you. Remember! My name is Profound Yin. In your next life, hope for a better rebirth!"

Lu Chen shouted. He held the Heavenly Dipper Sword in one hand, pointing it at Teng Long, while the earthly fiend wheel rotated slowly behind him. At this moment, he seemed like a god of war descending to the mortal world.

His robes fluttered, and the cloak on his head was held firmly by his magic power, tightly concealing his disguised, withered face.

"Hehe, a rat hiding his head and tail dares to speak so arrogantly!"

Teng Long laughed out of anger. A precious sword radiating profound light appeared in his hand; it was unexpectedly a peak-grade Spiritual Artifact.

"Nine Leaps of the Soaring Dragon, Heaven-Shaking Earth-Uprooting Slash!"

Blinding light erupted. The other Foundation Establishment Experts all turned pale and used Spells to retreat as waves of heat spread from Teng Long.

"Hehe, any random cat or dog dares to claim such a grand title!"

Lu Chen also sneered.

"Crimson Sun Heaven-Slaying Sword!"

Crimson light burst from the Heavenly Dipper Sword, piercing through the shroud of Teng Long's Spell...