Chapter 67

Chapter 67: The Dao-heart Collapses

The Black-Clothed Elder’s pupils contracted.

The opposing party’s immortal force sword had actually invoked the rule-forces of heaven and earth!

The surrounding space, under the pressure of that immortal might, had become somewhat distorted.

“Boy, even if you surpass our saintess, that does not mean you have the qualification to vie with this old man!”

The Black-Clothed Elder was at the fourth stage of immortality; in his view, even if the opposing party was an absolute heavenly genius, it would be impossible for them to reach the second stage of immortality within a hundred years, much less match his own strength.

“Try it?” Chen Ansheng raised an eyebrow.

“Hmph.” The Black-Clothed Elder coldly snorted, saying: “This is your Long Family’s domain. If I harmed you, your elders would surely not let it go. I’m too lazy to deal with you.”

“Tsk, tsk, what excuses are you making?” Chen Ansheng smirked, “You don’t actually think you can withstand a single move from me, do you? No way, right?”

Chen Ansheng recalled the time when Zhong Li mocked him about his talent, with this same tone of voice, it was quite hurtful. He learned to use it effectively.

Sure enough, the Black-Clothed Elder, being despised by Chen Ansheng, was filled with anger: “Boy, you’re too arrogant. I might have to teach you a lesson, make you remember your manners!”

Chen Ansheng’s gaze darkened, “Calling me ‘boy’ all the time, I’d like to see if you’re worthy!”

Clang!

Chen Ansheng raised his sword to the sky, layer upon layer of rule-forces strengthening the immortal force sword.

“Flowery nonsense, let’s see if my palm can take you down…”

Whoosh!

Chen Ansheng unleashed the Surge Sword Technique.

A single sword strike unleashed radiant immortal light, icy and bone-chilling rule-forces rushing towards the old man in combat.

“This!”

At this moment, the Black-Clothed Elder finally sensed the extraordinary nature of that single sword strike.

“How could it be so powerful? No good, his cultivation might be higher than mine!”

Realizing this, the Black-Clothed Elder’s complexion turned pale, his whole body trembling.

The defensive immortal armor immediately drove to its limits, enclosing him from head to toe in protection.

At the same time, the old man summoned a divine-level dragon-head staff, aiming to block the imminent terrifying sword technique.

“Bang!”

The two met, immortal light exploded, violent energies rippling through space, forcing all surrounding individuals to retreat.

And on the Long Family side, had it not been for the protection by their immortal-level strong cultivators, those young disciples would have been severely wounded or burst into nothingness.

As for Mu Wan and Zhu Ji, they retreated amidst the white elder’s protection, their hearts stirring with waves of shock.

“He’s so strong.”

Mu Wan stared blank-faced at the radiant immortal light ahead, her heart bitter to the extreme.

She had always been shrouded in the brilliance of heavenly genius, never imagining that compared to this figure, she was nothing but a heap of mud.

This was something she couldn’t accept down to the very core of her soul.

“Pfft.”

Mu Wan’s heart clenched in pain, unable to control herself from spitting out a mouthful of essence-blood.

“Saintess!”

Upon seeing this scene, the white elder’s brows deeply knitted together. He knew that the saintess’ Dao-heart had cracked. In the future, she was unlikely to advance further.

“Alas.”

The white elder sighed helplessly.

Not just the inexperienced saintess, even he, this ancient being with ten thousand years of cultivation, had his Dao-heart influenced by that prodigy of the Long Family. Jealousy and hatred brewed within him.

As for Zhu Ji, he had it worse. Hatred, jealousy, anger, helplessness, despair… all these emotions wove through his immortal soul, causing his head to ache intensely, driving him nearly insane.

While the crowd was frozen in momentary shock, the front had already gone silent.

The immortal glow dissipated.

In mid-air, the Black-Clothed Elder had lost an arm, immortal blood flowing ceaselessly from the sky.

And in his front.

Chen Ansheng still stood elegantly amidst the sky, calm and composed.

“Old Black… you…”

The White-Clothed Elder, upon seeing this scene, felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat, unable to utter a single complete sentence.

Old Black had lost!

One move, arm severed.

Even more terrifying, the other party didn’t use any divine artifacts, merely condensed immortal force into a sword and managed to defeat a fully-equipped Old Black.

This clearly showed the massive gap between them.

“At least at the fifth stage of immortality…”

The White-Clothed Elder murmured, his heart unwilling to accept this result.

“Fifth stage of immortality?”

“Pfft!”

“Pfft!”

Upon hearing the White-Clothed Elder guess Chen Ansheng’s realm, the saint son and saintess once again spat out mouthfuls of essence-blood, their Dao-hearts collapsing entirely.

“You don’t really think you have a chance against me, do you? No way, right?”

Chen Ansheng, knowing how miserable the Black-Clothed Elder felt, casually added to his wounds with words.

“I…”

The Black-Clothed Elder’s eyes rolled back white, under the double blow to his body and mind, he actually fell from the sky.

“Truly impressive, the North Ancient Sacred Ground. The first immortal-level expert to faint from anger in history, admirable.”

An elder of the Long Family loudly mocked, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

An immortal expert, with such a powerful immortal soul, being directly angered to unconsciousness, was indeed rare.

“Young master’s transcendent genius astonishes this lowly immortal. Young master, please extend mercy and let our saint son and saintess leave. We are willing to offer compensation.”

The White-Clothed Elder could do nothing but humbly plead out of necessity.

The juniors couldn’t defeat the other party, and the elders had already lost a hand, their pride was utterly shattered. Now, they only hoped to leave as soon as possible.

Afraid of losing their lives?

The White-Clothed Elder didn’t fear it. After all, if the Long family dared to kill mercilessly, it would mean declaring war against the North Ancient Sacred Ground, a price they couldn’t afford.

“I wouldn’t think much of your trivial compensation. Let your saintess fulfill the wager first!”

Chen Ansheng coldly replied.

The White-Clothed Elder’s expression changed: “Young master, this match was merely a friendly sparring. The wager was never agreed upon by our saint son, so it should not count. Please, young master, give our saint son a chance.”

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Zhu Ji, with his immortal soul splitting, having heard that the other party wanted his junior sister to cut his life root, felt an even deeper soul pain, as if he was on the verge of death.

“Did your North Ancient Sacred Ground ever give them a chance when they ambush and kill the Long Family disciples?”

Chen Ansheng had heard about this from Long Que; the North Ancient Sacred Ground had recently killed quite a few of the Long Family’s disciples, trying to instigate trouble.

And today, their own saint son and saintess challenged the Long Family and collapsed, yet they refused to honor the wager?

To let them go would be an affront to heaven’s principles!

“Hmm…” The old man was speechless, mumbling half-heartedly for a long while before saying: “Young master, there was absolutely no such thing. There must be a villain sowing discord, attempting to damage the relationship between the Sacred Ground and the Long Family. Please investigate thoroughly.”

“What nonsense! Don’t waste breath at your old age. In front of power, what’s your denial worth?” Chen Ansheng said coldly.

“Seems like today’s matter leaves no room for negotiation!”

Sensing Chen Ansheng’s cold-heartedness and killing intent, the White-Clothed Elder retracted his humble attitude, waving a large hand to carve out a space passage.

“Little brat, today you’re arrogant and domineering, acting without restraint. All the consequences the Long Family will face are due to you. Blame no one but yourself!”

The White-Clothed Elder waved his hand, using immortal force to scoop up the Black-Clothed Elder from the ground, along with the semi-dead saint son and saintess, rushing towards the space passage.

“Want to run?”

Chen Ansheng’s gaze darkened, a restrictive immortal talisman was activated.

Instantly, space froze, the newly opened space passage immediately closed and vanished.

“Bad move! This person’s origin is unknown, yet they possess such terrifying abilities!”

The moment the passage collapsed, the White-Clothed Elder truly felt despair.

Simultaneously filled with despair, the elder deeply regretted uttering that harsh declaration. Had he known, he wouldn’t have said it. Now, they were awkwardly stuck.