Divine War Pill Emperor

Jiang Chen had effortlessly slain Miao Yu, a cultivator at the Martial King Fourth Heaven.

Aside from their chief, Xuan Zhiyong, Miao Yu had been their most formidable member.

Seeing this, the expressions of the Nanming Mountain bandits changed drastically.

Horror filled their eyes.

”How is this possible?”

”Our Deputy Village Chief was killed by that brat, just like that?”

Their eyes widened in disbelief.

But this was the reality before them.

Xuan Zhiyong witnessed it all, and a blaze of fury erupted within him.

He roared, ”Brat, you’re courting death! You dare kill my man?”

”Today, I will take your life with my own hands. Prepare to die!”

He bellowed as a large saber appeared in his hand. His Cultivation at the Martial King Fifth Heaven was truly terrifying.

He ferociously launched an attack on Jiang Chen.

The moment Xuan Zhiyong struck, the Nanming Mountain bandits erupted in cheers.

”Kill him! Kill him...!”

”Our Chief is unstoppable!”

They all knew that even though Jiang Chen was strong, their Chief was an expert at the Martial King Fifth Heaven. He would surely kill Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen chuckled lightly.

He then asked, ”You must be the Village Chief, Xuan Zhiyong?”

Xuan Zhiyong was already charging him. ”I am,” he said coldly. ”Now die!”

The wind from his saber was sharp as it sliced down through the air.

The immense power made the very air around them hum.

With a single slash, he unleashed a brilliant Blade Aura.

Its power was immense.

Jiang Chen gripped his sword, a murderous glint in his eyes. He rapidly condensed his Sword Intent onto the Cloud Mist Sword, and it surged, shaking the heavens.

A beam of Sword Aura, fully twenty meters long, materialized in midair.

Facing the charging Xuan Zhiyong, he barked, ”Slash!”

The moment he spoke,

the Sword Aura ripped through the sky and descended from above.

Xuan Zhiyong was inwardly startled.

’Such powerful Sword Intent,’ he thought.

’So he’s comprehended Sword Intent. No wonder he’s so formidable.’

’But it doesn’t matter. Even with Sword Intent, I’ll still kill him.’

After all, Xuan Zhiyong was an expert at the Martial King Fifth Heaven, and one of the more powerful ones at that. Even ordinary cultivators at the same level were no match for him.

The saber in his hand also coalesced with Blade Aura.

He swept it out before him.

RUMBLE...

With a deafening crash, Jiang Chen’s Sword Aura was shattered by Xuan Zhiyong’s slash.

Jiang Chen was taken aback.

’He really is strong. If Huo Wu had faced him, she would have certainly been defeated.’

’No wonder the Third Prince’s past attempts to eliminate them failed. With Xuan Zhiyong here, and with Huo Wu being the strongest person at the Prince’s side, of course they couldn’t defeat the Nanming Mountain bandits.’

’Although I can fight above my cultivation level, defeating an expert like Xuan Zhiyong of the Martial King Fifth Heaven will be difficult.’

’Even my Sword Aura was shattered by him.’

As the dust settled, Jiang Chen’s gaze hardened.

He quickly retreated.

He prepared to gather his Sword Intent once more.

But Xuan Zhiyong’s Cultivation was profound. Having shattered Jiang Chen’s Sword Aura with a single slash, he immediately roared, ”Brat, where do you think you’re going? Die!”

He slashed with his saber again.

The blade howled through the air with astonishing power.

Jiang Chen felt the sharp Blade Aura bearing down on him.

The force whipped his clothes about, making them snap in the wind.

It was like facing a tempest.

But he still hadn’t managed to condense his Sword Intent.

His Cultivation was only at the Martial King Third Heaven. Even with the Nine Heavens Spirit-Seizing Technique allowing him to rapidly plunder Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, he still couldn’t match the speed at which a Martial King Fifth Heaven expert could mobilize it.

Xuan Zhiyong had already successfully formed his Blade Aura, while Jiang Chen’s Sword Intent had yet to take shape.

A white light suddenly flashed in Jiang Chen’s left hand.

It was the Divine Wind Fan. He waved it once toward the incoming Blade Aura.

WHOOSH!

With a single wave of the Divine Wind Fan, a frigid wind swept across the battlefield. The air temperature plummeted instantly, as if a bitter winter squall had suddenly descended.

At the same time, a blast of icy wind from the Divine Wind Fan formed into a tornado that howled forward, slamming into the opponent’s Blade Aura.

BOOM!

Even though Xuan Zhiyong’s Blade Aura was immensely powerful, it was instantly destroyed upon contact with the frigid wind from Jiang Chen’s Divine Wind Fan.

The Divine Wind Fan, crafted from the feathers of a Phoenix Bird and imbued with a fragment of its will, was a Spiritual Treasure. Its power was naturally formidable.

When struck by the Divine Wind Fan’s icy gale, Xuan Zhiyong’s Blade Aura was simply extinguished.

Moreover, the frigid blast continued on toward Xuan Zhiyong.

Xuan Zhiyong’s face fell in alarm.

His eyes fixed on the fan in Jiang Chen’s hand, and he cried out, ”A Spiritual Treasure! You actually have a Spiritual Treasure?”

The frigid wind from the Divine Wind Fan was so powerful it posed a threat even to an expert at the Martial King Fifth Heaven.

He didn’t dare to face it head-on, instead pulling back to retreat.

He had to avoid the brunt of the attack.

But the crowd of Nanming Mountain bandits stood behind him, and none of them could escape as quickly as Xuan Zhiyong.

As the frigid wind blew over them,

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH...

they were instantly transformed into human-shaped statues of ice.

They stood there like ice sculptures, some even frozen in the middle of trying to flee.

The frigid wind had come too fast; they hadn’t had time to get away.

In Jiang Chen’s hands, the power of the Divine Wind Fan had grown even greater.

Even a Martial King Expert would be frozen solid if caught by a blast from his Divine Wind Fan.

Let alone Martial Cultivators below the Martial King realm; they stood no chance against it.

In an instant, thirty or forty Martial Cultivators who failed to escape in time were frozen solid where they stood.

CRACK... CRACK...

A few with higher Cultivation managed to break free from the ice, but they emerged in a wretched state.

The moment they were free, they fled as fast as they could.

Most were not so lucky and remained trapped in the ice.

Unless someone with profound Cultivation came to free them, they would be unable to break through the ice on their own.

Of course, Jiang Chen himself could easily break the ice he had created.

Having retreated to a safe distance, Xuan Zhiyong’s expression turned ugly.

He was followed by a group of his most wretched-looking underlings.

Each one stared at Jiang Chen in terror.

”He actually has a Spiritual Treasure! It looks like the Third Prince is determined to kill us this time.”

”Chief, let’s attack together and finish him!”

Xuan Zhiyong shook his head. He stared at Jiang Chen, a newfound wariness in his eyes.

However, he knew that as long as he wasn’t taken by surprise, Jiang Chen’s Divine Wind Fan couldn’t trap him.

He announced loudly, ”He’s just one man! The others must be cowering at the foot of the mountain, too afraid to come up.”

”In that case, I don’t need you. I alone am more than enough to ensure that brat dies without a burial ground.”

”All of you, fall back! And be wary of that fan.”

With that, he charged toward Jiang Chen once more.

As for Jiang Chen, he could now fully control the Divine Wind Fan. Previously, he could only use it three times.

Now, he could wield it up to ten times.

Furthermore, its power had increased dramatically.

Even a Martial King at the Fifth Heaven, if caught off guard by the Divine Wind Fan, would suffer the fate of being frozen solid.

This was the first time he had used the Divine Wind Fan since breaking through to the Martial King realm.

He was very satisfied with the results.

With the Divine Wind Fan in hand, Jiang Chen was calm and composed.

He focused his attention on Xuan Zhiyong.

Just then, Xuan Zhiyong closed in for the kill again.

The sight of dozens of his brothers trapped in ice by Jiang Chen sent a fresh wave of fury surging through him.