Divine War Pill Emperor

The self-detonation of Jiang Chen’s Black Fire.

The power it unleashed was, to put it mildly, nothing short of apocalyptic.

The entire City Lord’s Mansion had been reduced to rubble, ceasing to exist.

The shockwave even radiated beyond the City Lord’s Mansion. Fortunately, the people outside had fled fast enough. By then, only the aftershocks of the Black Fire detonation remained, so it didn’t cause any major damage.

"Hiss..."

"The City Lord’s Mansion is actually gone."

"That Jiang Chen... he’s so ferocious."

"Heavens, that’s simply heaven-defying."

Even the members of the Warring States Mercenary Corps were horrified by Jiang Chen’s attack.

Within the ruins of the City Lord’s Mansion, Grand General Ming Zhe found Wen Shixuan, who was screaming in agony.

The pain from his severed arm was unbearable.

This was the price for provoking Jiang Chen.

"Crown Prince, quickly, take this Healing Pill and Pain Relief Pill."

Grand General Ming Zhe quickly fed Wen Shixuan the pills to stanch the bleeding, numb the pain, and begin healing his wound.

Even after swallowing the pills, Wen Shixuan was still grimacing, feeling as if this were all just a nightmare.

His face deathly pale, he glanced around and saw that the men he had brought with him had suffered catastrophic losses in the blast. Not even one in ten had survived.

The scene was utterly devastating.

The sight shook him to his very core.

He glanced at Grand General Ming Zhe.

"This time, our losses are heavy."

Grand General Ming Zhe looked grim.

He didn’t say anything.

After all, anyone could see that their losses weren’t just heavy—they were too horrific to behold.

Of the three thousand soldiers, what with the dead, the injured, and the crippled, fewer than a thousand remained who could still fight. They had lost two-thirds of their forces.

Clutching his chest, Qin Yun looked at the members of the Qin Family. They had been nearly wiped out. Fewer than twenty people had survived, and even then, it was only because they were the ones with the highest Cultivation, which allowed them to withstand the Black Fire’s detonation.

’That damn kid... The Qin Family has suffered catastrophic losses.’

’That animal,’ he couldn’t help but curse.

He was just too ruthless.

Zhao Bing saw that the people of the City Lord’s Mansion, who had already been through a major battle with Jiang Chen, had now been all but wiped out by the blast.

The only survivors were a few elder-level masters, who stood trembling as they stared in terror in Jiang Chen’s direction.

It was clear that a deep-seated fear of Jiang Chen had taken root in their hearts.

They were in such a miserable state just from being caught in the periphery of the blast.

Looking at the ruins of the City Lord’s Mansion, Zhao Bing’s heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife.

He hated Jiang Chen to the bone.

At that moment, all eyes turned to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was still standing, his face covered in dust, but he looked far better off than anyone else.

Finally, Wen Shixuan turned to Grand General Ming Zhe and said, "He’s already detonated his Black Fire Spark. There’s no use in keeping him alive. Kill him!"

Before, he might have wanted to keep him alive, but now that he had seen Jiang Chen detonate the Black Fire, he knew he would never be able to obtain it.

Jiang Chen had lost his Black Fire, and with it, any value he once held.

Grand General Ming Zhe gave a solemn nod.

His eyes were terrifyingly cold, like a predator sizing up its prey.

He slowly began to step forward.

His icy gaze locked onto Jiang Chen.

Grand General Ming Zhe was, after all, a High-level Martial King, and his Combat Power was still formidable.

He hadn’t been injured at all; he had merely been sent flying and absorbed some of the impact.

The thought that Jiang Chen’s detonating Black Fire had severed the Crown Prince’s arm erased any desire to leave him alive.

"Kid, let’s see what tricks you have left."

"Now, die."

"There’s no reason for you to live anymore."

He sneered, advancing on Jiang Chen step by step.

The last time, his Demon Heaven Claw hadn’t even touched Jiang Chen before the blast had sent him flying. But this time, Jiang Chen had lost his Black Fire. He had no way to fight back.

His death was now a certainty.

In Ming Zhe’s eyes, he was just a chick waiting for the slaughter.

No threat at all.

Jiang Chen stood his ground, but in truth, he had lost all his Combat Power ever since Grand General Ming Zhe first wounded him.

All he had done in the end was detonate his Black Fire.

Now, with his Black Fire completely spent, none of the techniques he had left posed any threat to Grand General Ming Zhe.

It would be pointless to even try.

He gave a bitter smile.

’A Martial King of the Eighth Layer Heaven is truly in a league of his own.’

’He’s too strong.’

As the thought crossed his mind, his body gave way.

THUD!

He collapsed to the ground.

Lying on the ground, Jiang Chen nevertheless started to slowly push himself back up.

He stared at the advancing Grand General Ming Zhe.

Jiang Chen sighed.

’It seems I have no choice but to use my final move.’

To survive, Jiang Chen was naturally unwilling to just let Grand General Ming Zhe kill him.

Seated on the ground, Jiang Chen was too weak to even stand.

He opened his mouth slightly and began to silently chant a series of strange Spells.

Seeing this, Grand General Ming Zhe sneered.

"Chanting spells for yourself at death’s door? Pathetic."

"I will make your death exceedingly painful."

He was already imagining how he would torture Jiang Chen to death.

He completely ignored Jiang Chen’s chanting.

Grand General Ming Zhe drew closer and closer, like the approaching toll of death itself.

But Jiang Chen’s expression remained calm. Finally, he finished the Spell.

"Die!"

"I’ll crush your heart!"

At that moment, Grand General Ming Zhe appeared three meters away. He took a single step and shaped his hand into a claw.

He thrust it viciously toward Jiang Chen’s heart.

But in that instant, Jiang Chen let out another low growl.

"Summon... Fang... Yin... Zi..."

He roared the name, using every last ounce of his strength.

The shout made Grand General Ming Zhe freeze for a second.

He didn’t understand what was happening.

But suddenly, a pillar of ghostly light erupted from Jiang Chen’s body, shooting into the clouds and streaking toward the northeast.

「Meanwhile, at the Ghost Temple on Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.」

An old man, who had been sitting in the center of the seventh-floor altar, suddenly snapped his eyes open.

A ghostly light flashed in his eyes.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the Ghost Temple itself, looking to the southwest horizon where the pillar of dark light soared into the sky.

This old man was none other than Fang Yinzi, who had been trapped in the Ghost Temple for ten thousand years.

His eyes glinted, and a faint smile touched his lips.

’Kid, I’ve never liked owing anyone a debt.’

’But this time, I really did screw you over, letting you suffer in my stead.’

’I didn’t think you’d actually summon me, but it seems you need my help after all.’

’Very well. I promised to compensate you, and I will do everything in my power to help.’

’Consider this me repaying the favor.’

He muttered a few words to himself.

Then, he began to chant a Spell of his own.

"An empty fate, a lament on the wind, pity for a hundred barren realms, to the Ghost Temple where the gods descend..."

"A soul as offering, gods and demons to their thrones..."

"Ghost, open!"

As the last word fell.

BOOM!

The entire Ghost Temple began to shake violently.

A terrifying beam of ghostly light shot into the heavens.

It radiated an aura that struck fear into the hearts of all living things.

When this ghostly light appeared, terror swept through all the beasts in the entire Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.

Even a Flame Dragon, currently on a campaign to unite Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain under its rule, stared in horror in the direction of the Ghost Temple.

’What’s going on?’

’Something’s happening at the Ghost Temple.’

This was the Flame Dragon.

In a short amount of time, it had already conquered more than half of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.

But now, this strange phenomenon at the Ghost Temple filled it with trepidation.

The aura emanating from the Ghost Temple was enough to make even it feel fear.

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