Chapter 89: Obtained

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Jun Xiaoyu stared fixedly at the Chaos Green Lotus Vision, his voice carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling.

"So that’s how it is! This is the source of your confidence?"

He instantly understood the gravity of the situation.

If a Lower Realm Prodigy possessing the Chaos Divine Body were allowed to grow, he would surely become a great enemy of the Jun Family in the future.

This boy must not be allowed to live.

"Kill! I must kill him!"

A flash of madness crossed Jun Xiaoyu’s eyes. His essence blood burned as he poured his spiritual energy into his longsword without reservation.

"Immortal Slaying Sword Technique, Immortal Burial!"

A greyish sword light condensed all of his essence, energy, and spirit.

Like a death sentence from the depths of Hell, it carried a resolute will to bury immortals and gods, tearing through the sky and piercing directly toward Chen Chuan’s brow.

This was the strongest blow he could currently execute.

"Nine Revolutions Battle Scripture, First Revolution!"

Chen Chuan’s black hair danced wildly, and within his eyes, Chaos and purple-gold divine light intertwined.

The Aura around him surged once again.

Upon his fist seal, in addition to Dragon Power and Chaos Qi, there was now an added Battle Intent that was indomitable and capable of shaking the world.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The two clashed fiercely again. Fist force and sword light collided frantically, erupting in a continuous series of roars.

The Chaos Green Lotus Vision swayed, shedding ten thousand strands of clear light that constantly weakened and ground down Jun Xiaoyu’s sword momentum.

Chen Chuan’s fists, meanwhile, were like divine hammers forged in Chaos; every strike was incredibly heavy, containing the power to shatter Laws.

Chen Chuan fought with increasing courage.

Jun Xiaoyu, however, discovered with horror that all of his killing moves were being suppressed and neutralized by the opponent’s absolute strength or mysterious Visions.

Every one of Chen Chuan’s counterattacks fused the majestic power of Chaos, Dragon strength, and Battle Intent.

Each blow sent Jun Xiaoyu’s blood churning and his arms numbing, making the longsword in his hand nearly fly out of his grip.

Bang!

During one hard collision, Jun Xiaoyu finally couldn’t hold on. Chen Chuan’s fist slammed into the spine of his sword, and a terrifying force surged through his body.

He let out a muffled groan, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth as his figure stumbled and flew backward.

His luxurious robes were torn, leaving him in a wretched state.

"Ah! I don’t believe it! I am a member of the Upper Realm’s Jun Family; how could I lose to a Lower Realm ant like you?"

Jun Xiaoyu acted as if he were crazed, his hair disheveled as he lunged forward again, ignoring his injuries.

However, reality was cruel.

As the battle continued, Jun Xiaoyu’s injuries mounted, his spiritual energy was heavily depleted, and he grew increasingly weak.

He finally recognized a reality that was hard to accept yet impossible to avoid.

He was simply no match for this Chaos Divine Body.

If this continued, he would undoubtedly die.

Fear welled up in the heart of this Upper Realm Prodigy for the first time.

His eyes flickered as the intent to retreat took root, and he tried to find an opportunity to tear through the Void Realm and escape.

"Want to leave? Too late!"

Chen Chuan saw through him clearly; how could he give him such a chance?

With a thought, a surge of eerie green flames emerged silently from his body.

In an instant, they transformed into a massive curtain of fire, completely sealing off the space for a thousand feet around.

Myriad Poison Heart-Corroding Flame!

The eerie green flames flickered, emitting a heart-palpitating Aura of poison and corrosion, causing even the space to warp slightly from the heat.

Jun Xiaoyu tried to break through the fire curtain with a Sword Qi slash, but it was instantly swallowed by the green flames.

The backlash of the poisonous fire’s Aura caused a sharp pain in his Divine Soul, scaring him into a hasty retreat.

"No! I am of the Jun Family’s direct line! If you dare kill me, the Jun Family will surely pull out your Soul and refine your spirit, and slaughter all your kin!"

Jun Xiaoyu was completely panicked, roaring with bluster while inwardly terrified.

"Threatening me? Try again in your next life."

Chen Chuan’s eyes were icy, without the slightest hesitation.

He manipulated the Myriad Poison Heart-Corroding Flame, turning it into a ferocious poisonous fire tornado that instantly swallowed the exhausted Jun Xiaoyu.

Ah!

An incredibly shrill scream echoed through the woods.

But it lasted only for a moment before stopping abruptly.

As the green flames dissipated, only a small pile of ash and a floating Storage Ring remained.

The Jun Family direct descendant and Void Breaking Realm Prodigy, Jun Xiaoyu, had his Soul and body utterly destroyed.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyu killed, the four Jun Family Disciples who were tangled with the Ten Thousand Treasures Chamber of Commerce were instantly struck with Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Their faces were as pale as paper, their eyes filled with endless dread.

"Brother Yu!"

"You... you actually killed Brother Yu!"

"The Jun Family will not let you go. Your Family, your Sect, everyone related to you—all will die."

They retreated in terror, trembling as they spat out the most vicious curses and threats.

Chen Chuan turned around, his Chaos Green Lotus Vision not yet retracted, and his cold dragon pupils swept over the four.

"Noisy."

He raised his hand and waved. Chaos power fused with the Myriad Poison Heart-Corroding Flame, transforming into four death rays of green mixed with Chaos light that instantly pierced the foreheads of the four men.

The four Jun Family Disciples couldn’t even let out a final scream before they fell straight down, their life force extinguished.

The entire area fell into a dead silence once again.

The people of the Ten Thousand Treasures Chamber of Commerce looked at Chen Chuan as if he were a god or demon descended to the world; they were all as quiet as cicadas in winter, not even daring to breathe loudly.

He killed them. He really killed all five Disciples of the Upper Realm’s Jun Family.

This was a catastrophic disaster!

President Jin’s scalp also felt numb, and his heart pounded wildly.

Although he was relieved to be saved, he felt even more dread for the future.

The Jun Family’s revenge was enough to make one shudder just thinking about it.

Chen Chuan, however, acted as if he had done something insignificant.

He waved his hand to retract the Chaos Vision and his dragon-scaled state, returning to his normal appearance.

Walking slowly toward the still-shaken President Jin, he extended his hand, his voice calm and steady.

"President Jin, please settle the bill. Ten billion gold tickets."

"By the way, that Nine Revolutions Soul Returning Grass is quite useful to me. Give me a price."

President Jin gave a violent start, snapping back from his massive shock and subsequent fear.

Looking at Chen Chuan’s terrifyingly calm eyes, how could he dare to hesitate for a second?

As for the Nine Revolutions Soul Returning Grass, he didn’t even dare to ask for a price and simply gave it to Chen Chuan.

Then, he hurriedly took out ten crystal cards from his Storage Ring, each with a denomination of one billion, and handed them over with slightly trembling hands.

"Many... many thanks to Fellow Daoist for saving our lives! Here is ten billion, please... please take it!"

Chen Chuan took the crystal cards, confirmed them with a sweep of his Divine Sense, and put them into his Storage Ring, saying plainly:

"Thanks. Farewell."

Finished speaking, he didn’t stay. With a flash of his figure, he quickly collected the Storage Rings of Jun Xiaoyu and the other four.

Then, he turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the depths of the ancient forest, not daring to delay for a moment.

He knew well that this was not a place to linger.

Seeing Chen Chuan leave, President Jin didn’t dare to hesitate either, hurriedly shouting to his subordinates:

"Quick! Pack up, we’re leaving here immediately! Fast!"

The people of the Ten Thousand Treasures Chamber of Commerce woke as if from a dream. Suppressing their fear, they didn’t even have time to properly clean up the scene.

Everyone followed President Jin, fleeing in panic in the opposite direction of Chen Chuan.

About fifteen minutes after Chen Chuan, President Jin, and the others had left.

Buzz!

An indescribable and terrifying pressure suddenly descended upon this area, as if space itself were frozen.

A figure shrouded in brilliant divine light tore through the void and appeared above the forest floor.

This was a majestic middle-aged man. His gaze was like lightning as it swept over the traces of battle below.

When he sensed the completely dissipated life force of Jun Xiaoyu and the four Jun Family Disciples.

The divine light on the middle-aged man’s body suddenly stalled.

Then, a world-destroying fury erupted like a volcano.

"Who? Who dares to kill a direct descendant of my Jun Family?"

The angry roar was like thunder from the Nine Heavens, rolling out and causing the mountains for hundreds of miles around to tremble.

Countless Cultivators in the Secret Realm shivered under this terrible pressure, their faces filled with shock.

No one knew exactly what had happened to provoke such a powerful expert to such wrath.