Chapter 1201: Yin and Yang Flames Displaying Their Migh

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The moment Xiao Chen finished speaking, all the Su Clan elders were startled. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen dared to say such arrogant words to a peak Consummation quasi-Emperor.

“Young Master Xiao, don’t be rash. He is a mixed-blood between humans and Snow Demons. Furthermore, he also has the bloodline of Blood Demons, a mixed-blood of three races. He is no ordinary Consummation quasi-Emperor.”

Seeing Xiao Chen behave in such an extreme manner, the Su Clan’s Clan Head could not help warning him. Even if Xiao Chen intended to fight, he should endure for a while first and wait until after he received the Thunder Emperor’s inheritance and became stronger. It would not be too late to fight then.

“At such a young age, you are already boundlessly arrogant. Let me see how you are going to chase me out,” Wang Feng shouted coldly, and the air suddenly turned frigid. He stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion. The water vapor in the air condensed and froze, forming an ice sword.

Scarlet light flashed on Wang Feng’s body, shooting forward on the ground and quickly arriving before Xiao Chen. This was the innate Movement Technique of the Blood Demons, Blood Shadow Art, which made Wang Feng looked like he teleported.

Wang Feng ferociously thrust the ice sword towards a fatal spot on Xiao Chen’s chest. When the sword was only about thirty centimeters away from Xiao Chen, the sword suddenly extended by about twelve centimeters.

This Sword Technique was the very embodiment of strange. It was incredibly strange. The sword in Wang Feng’s hand was made of frozen water vapor. He could control its length at will, catching his opponent off guard.

Even if Wang Feng’s opponent managed to dodge, the opponent would still be somewhat off balance and lose the initiative for some time, put in a disadvantaged position.

Although this was the first time Xiao Chen met with such an opponent, his rich combat experience told him that he could not retreat.

Once Xiao Chen retreated, his opponent would seize the momentum, taking complete control of the rhythm.

The bone-chillingly cold, sharp sword was soon only two centimeters away from Xiao Chen. Then, the sword suddenly grew another two centimeters, touching his chest.

The more important thing was that Wang Feng did not stop moving. The strange Blood Demon Movement Technique created a long red line on the ground, letting him move as fast as lightning.

The Su Clan’s people gaped, not having expected Wang Feng to be that strong, aiming to kill Xiao Chen the moment he attacked. He was so fast that their thoughts failed to keep up.

One..two..three..

However, something even stranger happened. The scene seemed to freeze. Wang Feng’s sword was clearly already touching Xiao Chen’s chest, but it did not continue any further.

What’s going on? This question appeared in everyone’s mind. Three seconds was more than sufficient to kill a person ten times over. However, nothing seemed to happen to Xiao Chen.

Probably only Wang Feng, who was facing Xiao Chen, knew the truth. Two flames were spinning around rapidly in Xiao Chen’s eyes—one golden and one white.

The Solar True Flame and Lunar True Flame stuck close to the surface of Xiao Chen’s body, condensing a formless barrier against Wang Feng’s strange killing move.

When looking carefully, one would discover that this barrier was not exactly formless. Two different energies were spinning together with the flames in Xiao Chen’s eyes, chasing each other.

Retreat!

Three seconds had passed, and the ferocious Wang Feng still could not break this wall. He knew that his opportunity was gone. So, he executed the Blood Shadow Art, trying to withdraw quickly.

“I was just waiting for you to do that!”

When Wang Feng retracted his sword and retreated, the Origin Flames of the Solar True Flame and the Lunar True Flame in Xiao Chen’s eyes, which had stored up power all this time, spewed out.

The formless barrier immediately turned into a Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram. Yinyang, four divisions, the eight trigrams, and other scenes appeared around the Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram, rushing forward in the direction of Xiao Chen’s gaze.

“Bang!” The figure of Wang Feng, who already vanished after executing the Blood Shadow Art, popped up, vomiting blood and flying back, forced out by the Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram.

A resplendent saber light quickly followed, illuminating the place. Xiao Chen sent out a Thousand Year Hegemony Establishment, establishing a powerful empire lasting for ten thousand years.

City after city materialized behind Xiao Chen, as he drew his treasure saber. Standing above the imperial capital, he was like a sovereign descending. His domineering air of a king surged through the clouds.

The blow struck Wang Feng, who felt like he was getting crushed by a dynasty. All his protective armor shattered, leaving startling wounds on his body.

Ruptures appeared in all of Wang Feng’s internal organs, continuously spreading out. The domineering air of a king pressed down on his chest, a suffocating weight.

Thousand Year Hegemony Establishment, who dares to compete for the peak?!

“Medial Grade Profound Martial Technique!” Wang Feng, who was on the ground, exclaimed with some horror on his face. It was not that he had never seen Medial Grade Profound Martial Techniques before; however, he had never seen a Great Perfection quasi-Emperor who could execute a Medial Grade Profound Martial Technique so familiarly.

Xiao Chen sheathed his saber and said impolitely to him, “Scram. Don’t let me see you again. And don’t use me as your excuse to deal with the Su Clan. I am the one who injured your people. If you are not happy with that, then come at me. If I discover that you did something to the Su Clan because of this, for every Su Clan member that dies, I will kill ten of the Wang Clan. If you don’t believe me, you can give it a try.”

Wang Feng looked at Xiao Chen’s calm appearance. For the first time, he felt defeated before an outstanding young talent.

At this moment, although Wang Feng was still capable of fighting, having seen Xiao Chen execute a Medial Grade Profound Martial Technique without panting or flushing, he no longer had the courage to continue fighting.

Wang Feng struggled back to his feet, wanting to retort ferociously so that he could save face. However, when he saw the cold, murderous intent in Xiao Chen’s eyes, it startled him.

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He had an inexplicable feeling that if he said anything, he would have difficulty leaving afterwards.

Wang Feng glared hatefully at Xiao Chen before turning to leave without saying a word.

If one could see the expression Wang Feng made after he turned around, one would be able to guess that this matter would not end like this.

Watching Wang Feng leave in a sorry state, the Su Clan’s people were all somewhat stupefied.

Wang Feng was someone considered to be one of those at the peak in Scorching Flame Island. However, Xiao Chen defeated him in two moves, pulling off a clear victory. Wang Feng did not even dare to say a word.

“Young Master Xiao, many thanks,” the Su Clan’s Clan Head said with a cupped-fist salute. The words “if you are not happy with that, then come at me” made him feel very grateful when he heard it.

Xiao Chen reciprocated the cupped-fist salute and said, “You are too polite. If the Wang Clan’s half-step Martial Emperor comes over, you will have to deal with him first and hold on. I will deal with him the moment I return.”

Naturally, Xiao Chen did not believe that Wang Feng would swallow this frustration. Wang Feng would definitely get the Wang Clan’s Clan Head to help him get revenge.

The Su Clan’s Clan Head said, “Just go. There is no need to worry too much about the Wang Clan’s half-step Martial Emperor. He will not dare to mess around casually.”

Xiao Chen glanced at this person. He believed that the other party’s words were true. Otherwise, the Su Clan would not have been able to remain on the island for more than five hundred years despite their significant decline.

The Su Clan definitely still had some trump cards that the Wang Clan feared, possibly a few favors owed to the Martial Emperor Su He.

Xiao Chen performed another cupped-fist salute and soared into the sky without saying another word. Then, he headed to the mountain range where the Thunder Emperor’s inheritance was.

“First Brother, do you think that he will be able to stop the Wang Clan’s half-step Martial Emperor after he comes out?”

Some people were filled with hope as they watched Xiao Chen leave, but some felt very nervous.

The Su Clan’s Clan Head shook his head and replied, “That is hard to say. I find this youth completely unfathomable. Perhaps the strength that he just showed was merely the tip of the iceberg.”

The tip of the iceberg?

The others were somewhat dazzled when they heard this. Defeating a Consummation quasi-Emperor was merely the tip of the iceberg. How strong exactly was this white-clad youth?

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Xiao Chen landed before an ordinary-looking cliff wall in the desolate mountain range.

There were at least hundreds, if not thousands, of similar cliff walls in this mountain range. He could not make out anything special about it.

Using geomancy to check only underscored its ordinariness; there was nothing special about it.

Ao Jiao flew out of the Immortal Spirit Ring while holding the purple key. As she looked around, she said, “This is the place.”

Xiao Chen looked in front. There was just an ordinary stone wall. If Ao Jiao had not said that this was the entrance to the Thunder Emperor’s inheritance, he normally would not even give this wall a glance.

“All you are seeing is an illusion. Sang Mu laid a bewildering formation here.”

Unexpectedly, it was a bewildering formation. This piqued Xiao Chen’s interest. What kind of bewildering formation was this? To think it was so exquisite! Even with his strong Mental Energy in the form of Magic Energy, he could not detect it at all.

Xiao Chen’s sea of consciousness surged as he sent out his Spiritual Sense. In the end, he still could not pick up anything, finding nothing amiss.

Ao Jiao covered her mouth as she laughed, “Don’t waste your energy. This is a bewildering formation of the ancient Immortal Epoch. Sang Mu managed to set it up only because he had one formation flag.”

Feeling enlightened, Xiao Chen stopped probing. The Immortal Cultivators of the Immortal Epoch specialized in cultivating Magic Energy. It would be foolish to compete with them; that would just be overestimating himself.

Now, Ao Jiao lost her smile, revealing expressions of sadness and reminiscence. After all, this was a sorrowful place for her.

Now that Ao Jiao came here again after five thousand years, she could not help missing Sang Mu after seeing this, and feeling sad.

When Xiao Chen noticed the look on her face, he consoled her, “Don’t be too sad. I will definitely investigate the cause of the Thunder Emperor’s death.”

You idiot! That is the very thing that I am worried about, Ao Jiao thought to herself as she looked at Xiao Chen with a helpless expression. Then, she started to break the bewildering formation.

As Ao Jiao formed profound hand seals, her hands gave off a dazzling light. A seven-colored light shot out onto the stone wall.

The stone wall before the two became increasingly faint, turning less solid and gradually becoming transparent. When she finished forming the hand seals, the wall vanished.

A red formation flag flew into Ao Jiao’s hand. Then, she handed it to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen rejoiced. This was such a powerful formation flag. Be it fleeing or using it to deal with a difficult enemy, this would be like a divine item.

“Don’t overthink this. When Sang Mu obtained that formation flag, it was already decrepit. He barely managed to use it. It is probably trash by now.”

As Ao Jiao was speaking, the formation flag slowly crumbled in Xiao Chen’s hand, the dust borne away by the wind and vanishing.

Xiao Chen rubbed his nose in embarrassment, responding to this. He just realized that Ao Jiao was teasing him on purpose, so he could not help smiling abashedly.

The stone wall vanished, and the entrance to the Thunder Emperor’s inheritance revealed its true form. Appearing before Xiao Chen was a tightly shut set of stone doors that looked simple and pristine.

Ao Jiao stepped forward and inserted the purple key into the keyhole. After she turned the key a couple of times, the stone doors parted.

The entrance to the Thunder Emperor’s inheritance opened towards Xiao Chen.

Holding great anticipation, Xiao Chen took great strides forward. He instantly arrived at a treasure trove. It was filled with treasures, so many that it looked dazzling.

“Most of these are Sang Mu’s war trophies. There are also some treasures that he obtained while exploring historical sites as well as his own cultivation experience and knowledge. Let me think where the Death Fruit that you want is. It’s rather messy in here.”