Divine War Pill Emperor

The moment Jiang Chen revealed his cultivation, Wen Shixi and Qin Muxue were instantly stunned.

But there was no time for them to remain shocked.

Wielding his Cloud Mist Sword, Jiang Chen flew forward to strike.

He was in front of Wen Shixi in a flash.

At his current level of cultivation, the distance between them wasn’t far to begin with. When Jiang Chen went all out, he could cover it in a moment.

When he saw Jiang Chen appear before him radiating killing intent, Wen Shixi’s expression changed drastically.

He cried out in alarm.

SWISH!

Jiang Chen’s Cloud Mist Sword arrived in an instant.

It thrust straight for Wen Shixi’s chest.

That strike was the first form of Jiang Chen’s Shadowless Sword: Fast Sword Has No Edge.

It could be described in a single word: fast. A sword strike of ultimate speed.

It viciously struck Wen Shixi’s chest.

Wen Shixi didn’t even have a chance to flee for his life.

’Success!’ Jiang Chen rejoiced internally. ’Wen Shixi is a dead man. For me to kill a Martial Master Third Heaven expert with a single strike should be effortless.’

CLANG!

The next moment, a dull thud echoed.

Jiang Chen froze. He discovered that his sword couldn’t pierce Wen Shixi’s body at all.

A layer of golden light had appeared around Wen Shixi’s body, and it completely blocked Jiang Chen’s Cloud Mist Sword.

Even with its incredible speed, his sword couldn’t break through Wen Shixi’s Protective Golden Light.

At the same time, a powerful rebounding force erupted from Wen Shixi’s body.

’That rebounding force... it’s from the golden light,’ Jiang Chen realized.

’This golden light was clearly left by an expert. Their cultivation is likely no lower than that of a Martial Arts master.’

’Only a Protective Divine Light left by an expert at the Martial Arts realm or higher could have blocked my strike.’

BOOM!

The rebounding force struck in an instant, knocking Jiang Chen back three steps.

Jiang Chen’s jaw dropped.

He suddenly recalled the result of his previous Ten Directions Calculation.

’Assassinating Wen Shixi: great peril. No matter when I tried, the result was always a sign of grave danger.’

Jiang Chen finally understood why.

’It’s because of this Protective Golden Light. With my current cultivation, it’s impossible for me to kill him.’

Even this perfect opportunity wasn’t enough to kill Wen Shixi.

His heart sank.

’The Fire Sparrow Kingdom is filled with masters as numerous as the clouds, and strange and wondrous things abound.’

’This golden light was obviously left behind by a master who cultivates a Buddhist Cultivation Technique.’

"HAH!"

Suddenly, a loud roar came from outside.

"How dare you, you scoundrel! You dare to harm the Second Prince? You’re courting death!"

The voice, booming like a great bell, came from outside the Treasure Elephant Pavilion.

Immediately after, a yellow shadow, as swift as lightning, rushed in from outside.

It took shape, revealing a monk in a kasaya robe, holding a Zen Staff with his eyes wide and glaring.

He first glanced at Wen Shixi and asked, "Second Prince, are you alright?"

Wen Shixi was still shaken. Jiang Chen’s attack had been too fast, giving him no time to react.

If not for the Protective Golden Light, he would have been killed today.

Coming to his senses, he said to the monk who had rushed in, "Jue Wu, I’m fine."

"This brat couldn’t break through the Protective Golden Light your master left for me."

"Kill him."

He pointed a finger at Jiang Chen.

His voice was laced with killing intent. If not for the Protective Golden Light, Jiang Chen would have killed him today.

To him, this was a great humiliation.

Jue Wu’s bell-like eyes widened, a vicious glint flashing within them.

He fixed his gaze on Jiang Chen.

He bellowed, "Such audacity! You’re looking for death."

Although Jue Wu was a Buddhist Martial Cultivator, he was the Dharma Protector for the Second Prince of the Fire Sparrow Kingdom.

He had always protected Wen Shixi in secret, even assisting him in his bid to seize the title of Sovereign of the Fire Sparrow Kingdom.

How could he tolerate someone trying to assassinate Wen Shixi?

He sized Jiang Chen up and saw that his cultivation was at the Martial King Third Heaven.

A look of contempt immediately flashed in his eyes.

"You insignificant little bug. You don’t know your own limits."

With that, he prepared to strike.

Jiang Chen, for his part, was also extremely shocked.

He looked at the monk who had just appeared. The man radiated the terrifying aura of a Martial King at the Seventh Heaven.

’But,’ he sensed, ’the Protective Golden Light on Wen Shixi definitely wasn’t left by this monk. It must have been cast by an expert with an even higher cultivation level.’

’That means there’s an even more powerful master behind this monk.’

Only then did Jiang Chen understand why Wen Shixi was so difficult to kill: he was surrounded by a cloud of masters.

This frustrated him greatly.

Facing a master at the Martial King Seventh Heaven, Jiang Chen was naturally no match.

The man’s aura alone was enough to make it difficult for him to breathe.

’Once you’re above the Martial King cultivation realm, everything changes.’

’Right now, I can barely fight a master at the Martial King Fourth Heaven to a draw. Against someone at the Martial King Fifth Heaven, I’d have no hope of winning without using my Black Fire.’

’Even with the Black Fire, I can’t beat this Martial King Seventh Heaven monk.’

His heart sank, and he secretly prepared to release a Silver-haired Zombie.

"Stop!"

Just then, a clear, cold voice called out from the second floor.

At the same time, an even more immense aura followed the voice, sweeping down and pressing heavily upon everyone present.

Everyone was stunned, and even the monk Jue Wu was left speechless.

They looked up.

There they saw a woman in red, as beautiful as a celestial maiden, slowly appearing on the second floor landing.

Her elegant eyes, tinged with anger, swept across the crowd.

She radiated the aura of a Martial King at the Eighth Layer Heaven.

"The Eldest Miss! It’s the Eldest Miss!"

The commotion had already alerted the people of the Treasure Elephant Pavilion.

However, the staff on the lower floors had low cultivation levels and dared not act rashly, so they had reported the matter directly to the upper management.

Finally, the Eldest Miss of the Treasure Elephant Pavilion had arrived after hearing the news.

The newcomer was none other than Murong Xiangming.

She had actually been aware of the conflict between Jiang Chen and Wen Shixi for some time. She had delayed her appearance because Jiang Chen held the upper hand.

Now, with the monk’s arrival, Murong Xiangming knew she could no longer stand by; she was naturally on Jiang Chen’s side.

She immediately snorted coldly.

"Wen Shixi, what do you take our Treasure Elephant Pavilion for?"

"Is this a place where you can just start a brawl?"

She was furious. Brimming with anger, she slowly descended from the second floor.

As she passed Jiang Chen, she gave him a glance but said nothing, instead turning a cold gaze upon Wen Shixi and Jue Wu.

Wen Shixi cupped his hands in a fist-and-palm salute toward Murong Xiangming. "Miss Murong, my sincerest apologies."

"It’s just that today I ran into a blind fool who had the audacity to try and assassinate me in your Treasure Elephant Pavilion."

"Please give me a moment to handle this matter."

He then said to Jue Wu, "Annihilate him."

A flash of killing intent crossed Jue Wu’s face as he immediately swung his Zen Staff down toward Jiang Chen.

’One swing of my Zen Staff will be more than enough to kill him,’ he believed.

"Insolent!"

Rage flashed in Murong Xiangming’s eyes.

She suddenly flicked her long sleeve.

SWISH!

A streak of blood-red light shot out and wrapped around Jue Wu’s Zen Staff.

In that instant, the Zen Staff in Jue Wu’s hands felt as if it weighed ten thousand pounds.

"You’re courting death."

"Trying to kill someone in our Treasure Elephant Pavilion... It seems if I don’t teach you a lesson, you’ll really start acting as if this place doesn’t exist."

Murong Xiangming waved her hand again.

SWOOSH!

The Zen Staff flew right out of Jue Wu’s hands.

At the same time, she took a step forward and struck out with her palm.

POW!

Jue Wu, a master at the Martial King Seventh Heaven, was utterly powerless to resist and was sent flying by Murong Xiangming’s blow.

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