Supreme Elixir God

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: Ji Chen’s Disdain

The burly young man’s strength was not weak; he was a disciple of Qian Peak, and his Cultivation had reached the Void Realm Ninth Layer.

He strode forward in great steps, and a Void Hand pressed down toward Ji Chen, intending to suppress Ji Chen here in one grasp.

However, how could he have imagined that the current Ji Chen was already no longer the same as before.

That so-called Void Realm Second Layer Cultivation was all in the past; now, he was a solid, genuine Nirvana Realm Third Layer powerhouse, in the Saint Realm!

"Buzz..."

Space quivered slightly; facing the burly youth’s attack, Ji Chen merely sat quietly where he was. With a light flick of his finger, a streak of rainbow light flashed out, spreading toward where the other party was.

"Bang!"

A loud boom entered everyone’s ears, carrying a dull weight to it.

The next moment, everyone could see the burly youth’s body being blasted backward; he was forced back by a single finger from Ji Chen. His face turned pale, and he could not help coughing up blood; he was directly heavily injured on the spot.

"Just you, and you dare make a move against me?"

Ji Chen’s gaze swept toward the other party, his eyes full of disdain. "If not for the Mansion’s rules restricting me, you would already be nothing but a corpse."

"You!"

The burly man’s face sank, looking incomparably ugly.

At the same time, his heart was filled with indescribable shock; he had never imagined he would lose in Ji Chen’s hands so cleanly and neatly.

Though he merely had Cultivation of the Void Realm Ninth Layer, he was confident that with his strength, he could at least spar with a Half-Saint powerhouse.

"His strength... has improved quite a bit again!"

All around, someone furrowed their brows. From this alone, one could see that compared to when he had that life-and-death duel with Shen Yan, Ji Chen’s current strength had improved far more than just a little.

They were unable to see Ji Chen’s true Realm.

After all, Ji Chen was using a Secret Technique to conceal his Cultivation. Unless he deliberately revealed it, among his peers there were definitely very few who could tell how high or low his Realm was.

"In the end he’s just in the Void Realm; how strong could he possibly be?"

Someone let out a cold snort, then stepped out. It was a youth in black clothes; his gaze locked onto Ji Chen. "Daring to come alone, I have to admit you’ve got courage. Unfortunately, if you only have courage and no strength, you’re just seeking your own death."

As he spoke, an astonishing aura erupted from the black-clothed youth; he had actually reached the Half-Step Saint Realm.

And from this aura, his strength was not much weaker than Shen Yan back then; in fact, it might even be a bit stronger.

"If you bow your head right now and come with me before Senior Brother Jun to kowtow and admit your mistake, perhaps tonight you can still safely walk down this Celestial Peak." The black-clothed youth spoke as if he had completely taken hold of Ji Chen.

"Noisy."

Ji Chen merely let out a cold laugh, a chilling light flashing in his eyes.

"Buzz!"

Without any hesitation, he raised his finger and pointed forward.

The finger light shot forth, and in its movement it actually evolved into a streak of Holy Sword Light. Its power was utterly terrifying, as if it had locked onto the black-clothed youth, slashing toward him.

"Ignorant of what’s good for you!"

The black-clothed youth snorted coldly and was about to make a move.

But soon, as Ji Chen’s Sword Light drew closer and closer to him, he realized that this was no simple matter.

This sword of the opponent’s looked ordinary on the surface, yet it contained an extremely shocking power within, making the black-clothed youth’s expression drastically change.

"Condense!"

He did not dare hesitate at all. He immediately let out a low shout, and Spiritual Power surged out from within his body, condensing around him into a thick Energy Barrier, incomparably solid, meant to block Ji Chen’s sword strike.

"Crack!"

However, he still underestimated the power of this sword of Ji Chen’s.

When the Sword Light fell, the Protective Barrier before the black-clothed youth was utterly unable to withstand it and instantly collapsed.

The mighty force swept his entire person flying.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream entered everyone’s ears, blood splattering. All could see that on the black-clothed youth’s chest, a clear sword mark appeared, with fresh blood overflowing from it.

Fortunately, it seemed Ji Chen had not used his full strength on this sword. Otherwise, the black-clothed youth would most likely already be dead beyond doubt!

"How is this possible..."

All around, everyone’s faces changed; their brows knit tightly, their hearts shaken beyond words.

Thinking back to Ji Chen’s battle with Shen Yan, it was as vivid as if it were yesterday.

At that time, he had practically exhausted everything before finally killing Shen Yan.

But now, a Half-Saint powerhouse whose Cultivation was in no way inferior to Shen Yan was so utterly vulnerable before Ji Chen, heavily wounded by a single sword!

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, it would have been hard for anyone to believe this was true!

In not even a month’s time, how had Ji Chen’s Cultivation grown to such a shocking extent?

"I was just wondering why you dared to have such courage. It seems that compared to when you fought Shen Yan, your Cultivation has indeed risen quite a bit."

As everyone was still in shock, a cold laugh came from within the crowd.

Then they saw a youth in splendid robes walking over at an unhurried pace.

"Senior Brother Jun!"

Seeing the youth appear, everyone present cupped their fists and bowed to him with respect.

The youth in splendid robes was none other than Jun Wudao, a figure whose strength ranked at least in the top ten among all current disciples of the Celestial Emperor’s Mansion!

"So you’re Jun Wudao?"

Seeing how respectful everyone was toward him, and hearing what they called this splendidly dressed youth, Ji Chen naturally guessed his identity.

The Jun Wudao before him looked to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight, tall and powerfully built, with a faintly imposing heroic aura between his brows, far from ordinary.

"To be honest, I actually quite admire your guts. Just in time, my Daoist Sect is going to be established tonight. With your strength, if you’re willing to submit to me, I might make good use of you. When I become emperor in the future, your rewards will surely not be lacking."

Jun Wudao stood at the front of the crowd, hands clasped behind his back, chest lifted, gazing down at Ji Chen from above.

"Did you hear that? To earn Senior Brother Jun’s favor is a blessing you couldn’t cultivate in eight lifetimes, Ji Chen. Why aren’t you hurrying to kneel and offer thanks?"

Beside Jun Wudao, a few Celestial Peak disciples spoke up like this. These were all young geniuses who had followed Jun Wudao for many years.

"I originally thought that anyone who could enter the Celestial Emperor’s Mansion would be a dragon or phoenix among men, not the type willing to bow beneath others. I didn’t expect that Shen Yan’s followers would be like this, and those at your side, Jun Wudao, would be the same."

Ji Chen couldn’t help but laugh. As he spoke, his gaze swept over those beside Jun Wudao, and he couldn’t help but say with contempt, "To live as someone else’s slave, with no blood in your veins—people like you are already the greatest insult to the Celestial Emperor’s Mansion."

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