Chapter 86: The Imperial Clan Comes to Kill

“Husband, you’re so bad, how dare you hit me.”
“But it feels so good—keep going.”
“I’m not afraid of you! Using your Five-Finger Mountain to suppress me—I’ll bite you to death!”
“Hahaha!”
Chu Feng burst into hearty laughter.
“Just now, didn’t someone say she was going to teach me a lesson? Now you realize how formidable I am, don’t you? This was just an appetizer. There’s more to come, much fiercer than this.”
“If you want to bite me, be careful not to break your teeth.”
Having cultivated the first revolution of the Ninefold Profound Arts, he was now as tough as steel, his body indestructible.
Chen Wanwan retorted defiantly, “All you know is how to bully me. I’m going to call Linglong, Yanran, Dongdong and the others. We’ll join forces and see if we can’t exhaust you completely!”
“Go ahead, I’ll be waiting.” Chu Feng waved his hand, not the least bit afraid, but rather full of anticipation.
“But right now, since you’re here alone, who else should I bully if not you?”
With that, he pinned Chen Wanwan down on the spot.
Just as he was about to proceed further, the tranquility of the Supreme Profound Dao Sect was shattered.
Suddenly, a massive vortex appeared in the sky above the sect. From it stepped out countless powerful figures, each radiating an overwhelming aura.
At their head was none other than a Tribulation-Transcending Celestial Lord.
Among them were three at the Grand Ascension level, over a dozen at the Integration stage, and nearly a hundred at the Nascent Soul and Spirit Transformation stages.
To mobilize such strength at once—no force in Sword Province could hope to compare.
Even in the Eastern Wasteland, such a display was exceedingly rare.
Their arrival immediately alerted Chu Feng.
Ji Ling’er and Chen Wanwan instantly recognized their identities.
“People from the Imperial Jiang Clan.”
Within the Supreme Profound Dao Sect, all the elders, the chief elder, the sect master Xiang Yutian, and the three supreme elders all cast their gaze skyward, their faces etched with despair and bitterness.
The terrifying pressure and the congealed void told them clearly—they were no match for the invaders.
To these guests, they were not even as significant as ants.
Xiang Yutian hurried to Chu Feng’s side.

Ever since Chu Feng had subdued Liu Rushi and become a supreme elder, in Xiang Yutian’s eyes, the true pillar of the Supreme Profound Dao Sect was Chu Feng.
He’d already formed the habit: for any unsolvable problem, seek out Chu Feng.
“Ancestor, what do we do now? Who are these people? Why have they come to our sect?”
Chu Feng replied, “They’re from the Imperial Jiang Clan.”
With a thud, Xiang Yutian fell to his knees in terror.
His voice trembled: “The Imperial Jiang Clan? Does this mean the matter from back then has been exposed? Are they here to wipe us out? It’s over. Our sect is finished.”
The Jiang Clan had always been domineering, never hesitating to exterminate entire sects.
Once they took action, not a single soul in the Supreme Profound Dao Sect would survive.
Chu Feng cast Xiang Yutian a cold glance. “Haven’t you heard the saying: ‘When soldiers come, send generals; when water comes, use earth to stop it’?”
“Besides, when the sky falls, the tall ones hold it up. What are you afraid of?”
Xiang Yutian said in despair, “But they’re the Imperial Jiang Clan—one of the Eastern Wasteland’s most powerful forces. Even so, our sect’s greatest strength is you, Ancestor.”
Chu Feng scoffed. “What, you look down on me?”
Normally, Xiang Yutian would have hurried to explain.
But now, he was lost in despair. “It’s no use, Ancestor. I know you’re formidable, but this time is different. We’re facing the Imperial Jiang Clan.”
Chu Feng shot him another cold look and ignored him, turning his gaze to the sky.
Through his Divine Eye of Infinity, he could see through everyone’s strength at a glance.
Those at the Transformation and Integration stages, even the Grand Ascension, he dismissed outright, focusing solely on the Tribulation-Transcending Celestial Lord.
This Celestial Lord was none other than Fu Wantian’s father, Fu Yuanshan.
“So, as expected of the Jiang Clan—they’ve come looking for me in the end.”
“But this Fu Yuanshan is only at the early stage of Tribulation Transcendence?”
Chen Wanwan said, “That’s Fu Yuanshan, Fu Wantian’s father. If he’s come in person, he must have learned his son was killed by you and is here for revenge.”
“Husband, have you considered joining the Five Scattered of my Heavenly Demon Sanctuary?”

Ji Ling’er asked, “Is husband really thinking of joining the Heavenly Demon Sanctuary?”
“Rather than join the Heavenly Demon Sanctuary, why not come with me to the Ji family? I’m a direct descendant, and if you become a guest official, the Jiang Clan won’t be able to touch you—my family’s in the Central Lands.”
“Wanwan, I don’t mean to speak ill, but the Heavenly Demon Sanctuary isn’t such a good place for husband.”
“To my knowledge, every generation’s Saintess of the Heavenly Demon Sanctuary must cultivate the Heavenly Demon Grand Art. Once they lose their purity, they can never reach the highest realm and lose the position of Saintess. If you’re still the Saintess, you could protect husband, but if you’re not, joining would only bring endless trouble.”
Chen Wanwan laughed. “Ling’er, you know quite a lot. But thanks to husband’s Yin-Yang Great Lamentation and the Grand Immortal Art, not only was my Heavenly Demon Grand Art not damaged after losing my purity, it even reached an unprecedented realm. Not even the art’s founder achieved what I have.”
“So your worry is unfounded.”
“Husband, just say a word and I’ll stand up for you, keep them at bay, and take you into the Heavenly Demon Sanctuary. In the Eastern Wasteland, others may fear the Jiang Clan, but our Sanctuary does not.”
Chu Feng looked Chen Wanwan up and down.
She smiled, “Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?”
Chu Feng shook his head. “It’s nothing.”
“I’m just wondering if I should fight them head-on to see who’s stronger—me, or them.”
“Husband, don’t be reckless.”
Chen Wanwan heard his meaning—he intended to challenge the Imperial Jiang Clan.
Chu Feng opened his attribute panel.
Surveying his cultivation level, peerless skills, and various special abilities, he made a momentous decision in his heart: If battle is to come, so be it. What have I to fear?
Name: Chu Feng.
Age: 1,000 years.
Cultivation: Mid Grand Ascension, Peak.
Arts: The 2,500-character Grand Immortal Art, First Revolution of the Ninefold Profound Arts.
Divine Abilities: Dragon-Subduing Palm, Sword Opening Heaven’s Gate, Netherworld Meditation, Rainbow Flight, Divine Eye of Infinity, Psychic Power.
All of these were celestial-level arts.
His true combat strength was no less than Fu Yuanshan’s.
Yes.
He could fight.
At that moment, an intense fighting spirit surged through Chu Feng.