Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

A wave of fire rushed towards us.

The heat was so intense that it seemed to distort the air itself.

Chen Xuan stood still, not even moving his heels an inch.

He simply raised his left hand.

That hand was long and slender with distinct knuckles, and it didn't look very strong, like a scholar who only knew how to read books.

Then, he casually waved his hand.

It's like shooing away an annoying fly.

"call--"

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor the roar of colliding spiritual energies.

The menacing golden crow fire dragon, which seemed capable of burning everything, suddenly seemed to be strangled like a chicken when it touched three inches in front of Chen Xuan's palm.

It's off.

It went out completely without any warning.

Not even a spark remained.

Only a visible burst of white, chilling air exploded instantly.

That was sword intent.

A sword intent that is pure to the extreme, and also extremely cold.

"Bang!"

Ji Wuxie felt an indescribable force travel up his arm.

He uncontrollably stumbled backward three steps, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground.

"you……"

Ji Wuxie's eyes widened, her face filled with astonishment.

He looked at his palms, then at Chen Xuan, who was still standing there, his clothes perfectly in place, and his mind went blank for a moment.

How is that possible?

That's the Golden Crow Divine Fire!

Even cultivators of the same level wouldn't dare to take it head-on with their bare hands. How could this piece of trash be so easily extinguished?

"this one?"

Su Chang'an floated in mid-air, arms crossed, looking disgusted.

"I thought it was something special, but this little flame isn't even fast enough to roast sweet potatoes for my mom."

She floated in front of Ji Wuxie, made a face, and said, "Hey, you in the gold suit, are you even up to the task? If not, go home and drink your milk instead of embarrassing yourself here."

Although Ji Wuxie couldn't hear Su Chang'an's words, he could sense Chen Xuan's silent contempt.

That look was more painful than slapping him.

A feeling of shame instantly rushed to my head.

"You bastard!"

Ji Wuxie was furious and embarrassed, his face turning a deep liver color.

He suddenly pulled a golden token from his pocket.

The token was engraved with a complex character "姬" (Ji), radiating a chilling aura of power.

"You dare fight back?!"

Holding up the token, Ji Wuxie roared, his voice trembling with fear, "You're nothing but a collateral descendant of the Chen family! Open your dog eyes and see clearly! This is the Ji family's Divine Child Token!"

"My brother is Ji Wushuang! He's a peerless genius whose cultivation is close to that of a Great Saint, unmatched in the world!"

"If you dare lay a finger on me today, my brother will skin you alive! He'll wipe out the entire Chen family!"

His voice echoed through the canyon, carrying a hysterical madness.

When the Chen family's collateral disciples heard the name "Ji Wushuang," their legs went weak with fear.

That was a nightmare for the younger generation in Central Continent.

It is a mountain pressing down on the heads of all the geniuses.

"Brother Chen... Brother Chen Xuan..." Chen Fan's voice trembled as he tried to persuade Chen Xuan to be patient.

After all, that's the Ji family.

Chen Xuan remained silent.

He simply watched quietly as Ji Wuxie, holding up the token, shouted like a clown.

"Oh, I'm so scared."

Su Chang'an whispered in Chen Xuan's ear, his tone sarcastic, "You're almost a Great Sage, kid. He's using his older brother to intimidate you. Shouldn't we kneel down and kowtow? After all, we're just people who have a father's love but no mother's, how can we compare to him having a good older brother?"

Chen Xuan's eye twitched slightly.

Does she have a doting father?

This woman really dares to speak her mind.

"Noisy."

He replied coldly to himself.

next second.

Chen Xuan made a move.

No one saw clearly how he moved.

In a flash, a black afterimage tore through the air.

"Is he already close to becoming a Great Sage?"

Chen Xuan's voice suddenly rang in Ji Wuxie's ears.

It was cold, indifferent, and devoid of any warmth or human touch.

Ji Wuxie's hair stood on end instantly.

He instinctively wanted to back away, wanting to activate the token in his hand for protection.

But it was too late.

A cold hand had already gripped his throat.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

That was the sound of the protective spiritual energy shattering.

Chen Xuan grabbed Ji Wuxie by the neck with one hand and lifted him off the ground like a chicken.

Ji Wuxie's feet left the ground as he desperately stomped his feet.

His face turned purplish-red, his eyes bulged outwards, and he gripped Chen Xuan's wrists tightly with both hands, trying to pry open that iron-like hand.

But it didn't budge.

Chen Xuan just stared at him coldly, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

Even if Ji Wushuang were to come in person.

Chen Xuan leaned closer, his voice soft, yet it struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

"They wouldn't dare talk to me like that."

The entire room fell silent.

The Ji family's guards were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, dropping their weapons.

The disciples of the Chen family stared wide-eyed, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.

crazy.

That's insane.

He actually dared to lay a hand on the second young master of the Ji family?

And it was this kind of crushing humiliation?

"Waaaaah..."

Ji Wuxie let out a muffled plea for mercy from his throat.

fear.

An unprecedented fear overwhelmed him.

He could sense that this madman was truly capable of killing him.

That murderous intent wasn't feigned; it was the cold indifference of someone who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"No...don't kill me..."

Ji Wuxie managed to squeeze out a few words, "Kill me... there will be a bloodline mark... my brother... will know..."

"Kill you?"

Chen Xuan tilted his head, a mocking smile curving his lips.

"You dare to challenge me?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Chen Xuan suddenly tightened his grip.

Several sharp sword energies instantly pierced into Ji Wuxie's body.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Several muffled thuds.

Ji Wuxie trembled violently, like a deflated balloon, and instantly collapsed.

His major acupoints and dantian were completely sealed off by Chen Xuan's sword energy in that instant.

He is now worse than an ordinary person.

"Bang!"

Chen Xuan casually tossed it aside.

Ji Wuxie was thrown at Chen Fan's feet like a bag of trash.

Chen Fan was startled and instinctively jumped back a step.

"He was silenced by sealing his acupoints."

Chen Xuan clapped his hands, as if he had just thrown away a dirty rag.

He didn't even glance at the Ji family guards who were already terrified, and turned to continue walking deeper into the canyon.

"Take it with you."

"We just happen to need someone to carry the bags and scout ahead."

Chen Xuan's voice came from afar, so calm it was frightening.

"Let's keep going."

The wind blows through the canyon.

Chen Fan stared blankly at the Ji family's second young master, who was twitching like a dead dog at his feet, and then looked at the tall, black figure in front of him.

An indescribable surge of fervor welled up from the depths of his heart.

This is Brother Chen Xuan.

This is the man who was considered an outcast by his family.

What imperial family? What divine son?

In his eyes, he was nothing more than a laborer carrying bags.

"yes!"

Chen Fan suddenly straightened his back and roared.

"What are you all standing there for! Didn't you hear Brother Chen Xuan's words? Tie this kid up! Take him away!"

The previous atmosphere of timidity vanished completely.

The Chen family disciples, as if injected with chicken blood, rushed forward and tied Ji Wuxie up tightly.

Follow a ruthless person like that.

That's fucking awesome!

Su Chang'an floated in mid-air, watching this scene, his eyes narrowing into slits with laughter.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the rebellious son has grown up."

She floated to Chen Xuan's side, extended her thumb, and waved it in front of him.

"I'd give that performance a 99 out of 100."

"I'm leaving it out so you won't get arrogant."

Chen Xuan ignored her.

Only the corners of his mouth, which had been tense, relaxed slightly.

The wind in Broken Soul Valley remained cold and gloomy.

But the sword in Chen Xuan's hand was even colder than the wind.