Divine War Pill Emperor

Ling Yun saw that Jiang Chen’s card was a five.

That meant his own hand totaled sixteen points.

Meanwhile, Jiang Chen’s cards totaled seventeen, just one point higher.

A wave of sharp, indrawn breaths rippled through the crowd.

"The Gambling King actually lost."

"My heavens, it’s unbelievable! Lord Ling Yun has been winning for so many years, yet this time he lost to some kid."

"They signed a life-and-death pact. Does this mean Lord Ling Yun really has to commit suicide?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Wen Shixuan and Wen Shixi were both stunned, frozen in place.

They had brought Ling Yun here to turn the tables and crush Jiang Chen.

But now, to their astonishment, not only had they failed to crush Jiang Chen, but he had turned the tables on them, getting the better of Ling Yun.

This was an outcome none of them could have ever imagined.

The Third Prince and his group looked pleasantly surprised.

It meant Jiang Chen wouldn’t have to kill himself.

Then, all eyes turned to Ling Yun.

After glancing at his own cards and then at Ling Yun’s, Jiang Chen fixed his gaze on him.

He suddenly spoke. "The winner has been decided. Isn’t it time to honor the agreement?"

Ling Yun suddenly shot up from his chair.

He glared at Jiang Chen, his face murderous.

"Kid, even if I signed the pact, there’s nothing you can do to me."

HAHAHA!

He let out a few loud laughs, clearly having no intention of honoring the agreement.

Meanwhile, he was roaring internally, ’How could I lose? How is this possible?’

’I can’t believe I lost to this brat.’

He didn’t want to die, but the blow to his pride was immense.

He had planned to teach Jiang Chen a lesson and even hoped to get Wen Shixuan’s Elixir.

But now, not only had he failed, he was being forced to commit suicide by Jiang Chen.

This was an absolute humiliation.

Jiang Chen stood up as well.

"Old bastard, the pact is right here. You dare to go back on your word?"

’Since someone was trying to force him to his death, Jiang Chen had no intention of letting them off the hook.’

He immediately brandished the written pact.

The crowd erupted.

Ling Yun, the Gambling King, was actually being forced to commit suicide.

Seeing this, Ling Yun’s eyes went bloodshot with rage.

His hair and beard flew out around him as he let out a cold snort. "Arrogant, ignorant boy! You’re a mere ant. What right do you have to sign a life-and-death pact with me?"

"I hereby declare the pact null and void."

"What’s more, I’m going to kill you today and show you the consequences of provoking me!"

With that, Ling Yun lunged forward, striking out at Jiang Chen with a vicious palm.

"No...!"

The Third Prince, Huo Wu, and the others cried out in alarm.

But Ling Yun was too fast. No one could stop him.

BOOM!

An explosion of pain shot through Jiang Chen’s body as Ling Yun’s palm strike sent him flying backward.

He had been caught completely off guard. Ling Yun hadn’t just broken their pact—he’d launched a surprise attack.

He crashed to the ground some distance away.

PFFT!

Dizzy and seeing stars, Jiang Chen coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

"Jiang the Military Advisor!"

The Third Prince and the others rushed over to help him up.

Jiang Chen still felt incredibly weak.

But he forced his eyes open and glared at Ling Yun.

The onlookers were shocked by the sight, and a moment later, they scattered in terror.

Ling Yun’s Cultivation was at the Martial Arts Sect Seventh Heaven, making him a formidable and ruthless expert. Moreover, having been cornered by Jiang Chen, he had now thrown their pact to the wind.

He had practically gone mad.

Seeing that Jiang Chen had somehow survived...

Ling Yun was surprised, but he only sneered. "You’re still not dead after one palm strike? You’re tougher than you look."

Jiang Chen was seriously injured. Fortunately, his foundation had always been profound, and with the Nine Heavens Spirit-Seizing Technique, he was more resilient than an ordinary Martial Cultivator.

He shook his head at the Third Prince’s group. "Don’t worry. I’m fine."

Then, he pushed them aside and took a step forward.

He pointed at Ling Yun.

"Today, I will kill you. No one can stop me."

Ling Yun burst out laughing. "I don’t know if I’m going deaf or if you’ve gone completely insane."

"You want to kill me? And how exactly do you plan on doing that? HAHAHA! That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard!"

Jiang Chen stood his ground and suddenly began to chant under his breath.

The crowd watched in confusion.

But Crown Prince Wen Shixuan’s face changed drastically.

He quickly grabbed Wen Shixi. "Let’s go, now! We’re in deep trouble!"

"If we don’t leave now, it’ll be too late!"

He remembered with perfect clarity how Jiang Chen had muttered a few words just like this back in Guyue City, and a terrifyingly powerful expert had appeared.

Terrified, he scrambled to escape.

Even the black-robed Mr. Gu standing beside Wen Shixi muttered to himself, "The Ghost Temple again..."

He pulled on Wen Shixi’s arm. "Your Highness, we must leave. Quickly."

Without another moment’s delay, he fled the gambling house with Wen Shixi and the others.

The Third Prince and his group, however, had no idea what was happening.

As they looked on in confusion, Jiang Chen suddenly murmured, "I summon you, Fang Yinzi."

Fang Yinzi had promised Jiang Chen that he could be summoned at any time, and Jiang Chen wasn’t about to be polite.

Especially today, when he had been so viciously caught off guard.

He wouldn’t have been injured otherwise.

Summoning Fang Yinzi was his ultimate trump card.

「The next moment, on Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.」

From the Ghost Temple, an aura surged toward the heavens, then shot out in an instant.

Immediately, a shadowy figure streaked toward Gambling City, vanishing like a meteor in the blink of an eye.

「On a peak within the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.」

A fire dragon, its body wreathed in flames, stood atop the summit.

It was surrounded by a dense, endless horde of Demon Beasts.

The fire dragon glanced toward the disturbance at the Ghost Temple.

It turned its head back to face the massive, savage bear before it.

It spoke coldly, "Lord Xiong, you are the last of the Demon Kings. Do you fight, or do you surrender?"

Lord Xiong fell silent.

As an expert of the Martial Arts Sect Ninth Heaven, he had finally been cornered by the Flame Dragon.

Finally, Lord Xiong bowed his head.

"Flame Dragon... I surrender."

With the last Demon King’s submission, Flame Dragon nodded. "Good. From this day forward, the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain is united."

"And I, Flame Dragon, am its king."

As his words fell, a terrifyingly powerful aura suddenly erupted from Flame Dragon’s body.

BOOM!

The aura enveloped the entire Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.

All the beasts bowed in submission.

Lord Xiong pressed his head to the ground.

All the Demon Kings cried out in unison, "Congratulations, my King, on your breakthrough to the Martial Emperor Realm!"

The roars of the Demon Beasts echoed throughout the Ten thousand Beasts Mountain.

Flame Dragon turned and looked out beyond the mountains.

He saw that the shadow from the Ghost Temple had already vanished over the distant horizon.

HUMMM...

A terrifying aura enveloped the entire Gambling City.

Everyone was struck with terror.

Even in the Royal Palace of Gambling City, Sovereign Wen and National Preceptor Yuan Hui—both experts at the Peak of Martial Arts Nine Heavens—stared at the sky in horror.

A pressure that transcended everything swept down, blanketing the city. Under its weight, the entire Gambling City seemed to sink several yards into the ground.

「Inside the Golden Brilliance Gambling House.」

The moment Jiang Chen finished speaking, a powerful aura descended from the distant horizon, enveloping him in a protective field.

The sheer force of this aura terrified the crowd, forcing them to their knees.

As for Ling Yun, his face twisted in utter disbelief.

He stared at Jiang Chen, fighting to stay on his feet, refusing to kneel.

But the terror in his heart did not lessen in the slightest.

WHOOSH!

The next moment, a figure materialized out of thin air beside Jiang Chen.

It was an elderly man with an imposing, dignified air.

After appearing, the old man asked nonchalantly, "Boy, who are we killing?"

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