Chapter 88: Slaying Fu Yuanshan

Fu Yuanshan grasped the air, and a long spear appeared in his hand, surrounded by endless lightning.

With a thunderous roar, he bellowed, “Tai Xuan Dao Sect, go and die!”

The spear in his hand immediately shot out, hurtling down toward the Tai Xuan Dao Sect.

The Spear of World Annihilation.

Like the Art of Summoning Wind and Rain, this was a supreme divine ability of a Tribulation Transcending Celestial Lord.

Fu Yuanshan, at the early stage of Tribulation Transcendence, could unleash the full might of such a divine power. The destructive force of this spear was many times greater than the Art of Summoning Wind and Rain.

Since the one who destroyed his spell earlier refused to show himself, he would force him out. He did not believe that, even at the cost of destroying the entire Tai Xuan Dao Sect, the man could still hide.

As the Spear of World Annihilation was about to fall, Chu Feng knew the time had come for him to act.

He soared into the sky in an instant.

With his fingers as sword, he struck fiercely toward the descending spear.

“People of the Jiang Clan, didn’t you wish to see me? Very well, I shall grant your wish—let’s see how you meet me.”

A single sword opens the Heavenly Gate.

A mighty sword intent swept forth, transforming into a rain of swords that surged toward the Jiang Clan crowd. “It is rude not to reciprocate. Since you wish to annihilate our entire Tai Xuan Dao Sect, I shall show no mercy and wipe out all the Jiang Clan’s men who have come.”

Fu Yuanshan snorted coldly, “As expected, the Tai Xuan Dao Sect is hiding something—there truly is a hidden expert among you.”

“A Celestial Ascendant dares to boast so shamelessly—seeking death.”

“Is that so?” Chu Feng replied with disdain. “What of a Celestial Ascendant? It is more than enough to annihilate you.”

Boom.

Sword intent swept out.

Fu Yuanshan’s face changed dramatically once more.

Incredibly, under Chu Feng’s single stroke, the Spear of World Annihilation shattered completely. Moreover, the Jiang Clan members behind him—whether Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, or Unity cultivators—were all pierced through by the sword intent.

They didn’t even have time to scream before their lives were cut short, falling dead on the spot.

Corpses rained down from the sky.

They landed before the disciples and elders of Tai Xuan Dao Sect.

“Have they gone mad?”

Everyone exclaimed in shock and awe.

Everything before them overturned their understanding of the world.

When the Jiang Clan had appeared, they had believed themselves doomed, yet now, they saw a glimmer of hope—perhaps a real chance at survival.

Before, they thought Chu Feng was at most the head of the Supreme Elders.

But even the Supreme Elder of Tai Xuan Dao Sect was only at the Spirit Transformation stage.

Now…

They witnessed their Supreme Elder slaughtering Spirit Transformation and Unity cultivators as easily as slaughtering chickens or dogs.

Was this truly the Supreme Elder they knew?

Fu Yuanshan fixed his gaze on Chu Feng and said, “I truly underestimated you. Who would have thought that a mere mid-stage Celestial Ascendant would possess such power? Now, I believe you really could have killed Murong Longcheng.”

Chu Feng shook his head. “Not only do I have the power to kill Murong Longcheng, I have the power to kill you as well.”

“Your name is Fu Yuanshan, one of the Jiang Clan’s guest commanders at the early stage of Tribulation Transcendence. You have a son named Fu Wangtian—he too died at my hands.”

“In fact, your son truly lived up to the title ‘Fortune Child.’ Not only did he die, he also happened to possess one of the thirty-three Divine Fires of the myriad worlds: the Radiant Sun Divine Fire.”

Boom.

A stream of Radiant Sun Divine Fire burst forth from Chu Feng.

At the sight of it, Fu Yuanshan, who had maintained his composure, could no longer hold back.

A towering rage instantly erupted within him.

“You deserve death! It was you who killed my son Wangtian. I will make you die!”

“Kill!”

Fu Yuanshan went completely mad.

Sword in hand, he charged at Chu Feng.

For a cultivator, to have children is difficult enough—but as one’s cultivation reaches unfathomable heights, it becomes nearly impossible. Fu Yuanshan had lived for thousands of years, countless wives and concubines, but only this one son.

Now this only son was dead—worse than killing himself.

All this time, he had not known the identity of the killer. Now, at last, he knew.

He would tear the murderer to pieces.

Chu Feng, facing Fu Yuanshan’s onslaught, felt not the slightest fear. Instead, his fighting spirit burned ever brighter.

To battle a Tribulation Transcending Celestial Lord—what better chance to test his own strength?

Man and sword as one.

The two were soon locked in fierce combat.

As a guest of the Jiang Clan, all their secret arts and divine spells were available to Fu Yuanshan.

The sword technique he used was one the Jiang Clan had seized after exterminating a sword sect, named the Clear Breeze Sword Dao—just as his name suggested, light as clouds and wind, gentle as a summer breeze.

Its power was extraordinary.

It too was a supreme art of the Tribulation Transcending Celestial Lord level.

Unfortunately, he faced Chu Feng.

Chu Feng held nothing back.

A single sword opened the Heavenly Gate.

He unleashed the Heaven-Scorching Sword as well.

At first, Fu Yuanshan held a slight advantage. But after less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Chu Feng suppressed him, gaining the upper hand and holding him firmly in check.

Murong Bo, who had been full of confidence earlier, now stared in disbelief.

“How is this possible?”

Jiang Thirteen said, “We should leave now. If we don’t, none of us will escape.”

Murong Bo shook his head. “No, now more than ever we must help Lord Fu. If anything happens to him, we all die.”

“You take care of yourself, Young Master Thirteen. I am going to assist Lord Fu—kill that man.”

With that, Murong Bo charged at Chu Feng.

Qian Duozhong and Zhou Xuance clearly had the same thought.

The three attacked together.

Chu Feng sensed them instantly and laughed heartily. “Fu Yuanshan, it seems they look down on you. They know you are no match for me, and wish to help you.”

“Very well, you all come together. Trash is trash—instead of killing you one by one, I’ll wipe you all out at once and save myself the trouble.”

Fu Yuanshan’s face changed.

He turned and barked at Murong Bo and the others, “Stay back—he’s mine.”

Murong Bo and the others hesitated. “My lord—”

“Get out!” Fu Yuanshan roared in fury.

He, a Tribulation Transcending Celestial Lord, needing help to deal with a mid-stage Celestial Ascendant—if word got out, he would lose all face.

This was exactly what Chu Feng wanted.

Against Fu Yuanshan alone, he could barely suppress him.

But if he had to face Murong Bo and the other two as well, he might not be able to kill them.

Now was the perfect time to act.

With a ripping sound, Chu Feng seized the moment when Fu Yuanshan turned to shout at Qian Duozhong and the others, and drove his sword into Fu Yuanshan’s body.

Fu Yuanshan spat a mouthful of blood, looked down at his blood-soaked form, and for a moment, lost his composure. He raised his hand and struck at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng chuckled coldly.

In an instant, he transformed into a rainbow and vanished, letting Fu Yuanshan’s attack fall on empty air.

In the brief instant of Fu Yuanshan’s confusion, Chu Feng appeared behind him and stabbed through his body with his sword.

“You…”

Fu Yuanshan’s voice was cut short.

Like a falling star, his body plummeted headlong toward the ground.