"How dare you! Guards, seize him! If you resist, kill him on the spot."
Seeing Long Chen speak so arrogantly, all the deputy pavilion masters became furious. One vice pavilion master roared, and countless experts from the Wind God Sea Pavilion simultaneously brandished their weapons.
"Who dares to move?"
At that moment, Feng Xinyue slowly stood up. She looked at these powerful figures and said coldly, "
Some dogs have been watching the gate for so long that they actually start to think they're the masters. Who gave you the courage?"
"Are you looking for death... the
old woman, also an elder of Shenfeng, could no longer bear it. With a furious roar, her sharp claws lashed down at Feng Xinyue.
"Pfft!"
But just as she struck, her head suddenly shot skyward, her body stiffened instantly, and she collapsed to the ground.
"Gulp...
The old woman's head fell to the ground, rolling all the way until it reached Tang Wan'er's feet before stopping. At that moment, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
People stared at the old woman's head in terror. Her eyes were wide open, her face full of disbelief, and even in her deathbed, she didn't know how she had died.
Long Chen was also startled. Feng Xinyue didn't move, didn't raise her hands, formed no hand seals, didn't have any fluctuations in her blood energy, and hadn't even circulated her soul power. The old woman had just died just like that.
Long Chen's soul power was highly concentrated; he only faintly sensed a trace of wind flowing through him, and saw that the old woman was already dead.
Long Chen was shocked. The strongest expert he had ever seen was the silver-haired Void Void, but even with silver hair in the void, he probably couldn't pull off this move—killing without showing any emotion.
The vice pavilion masters, Elder Shenfeng, and all the senior members were all stunned. They felt their souls trembling, and fear welled up inside them.
They looked at Feng Xinyue in terror, never expecting that someone who had never shown her strength before would be this terrifying.
Back then, Feng Xinyue came because she held the Wind God nameplate, and as a descendant of the Wind God, she barely qualified to become an Elder of the Divine Wind.
They had always been somewhat jealous of Feng Xinyue, constantly excluding her and deliberately making things difficult. In truth, they wanted to test the truth behind this so-called descendant of the Wind God, but Feng Xinyue never paid them any attention.
Now, they finally witnessed Feng Xinyue's methods. At that moment, their scalps tingled, and they realized they had caused a great disaster.
"Wow, Elder Shenfeng killing Elder Shenfeng—this is a big deal." Just then, a voice rang out.
Everyone was startled. Long Chen looked toward the sound. At some point, atop the temple in front of the square, a middle-aged man was sitting on the rooftop, holding a blade of grass in his mouth. The stem moved between his teeth, looking quite content.
This middle-aged man looked to be in his thirties, dressed in a long black robe, wearing a pair of beast-hide boots on his feet, and a black broad sword resting at his feet. His aura was completely concealed; if he hadn't made a sound, Long Chen wouldn't have noticed his presence at all.
When Long Chen saw the man, his mind was instantly drawn to the broad sword at his feet, because on that broad sword, he sensed vast divine power—this was definitely an incredibly terrifying divine weapon.
The man's aura was also faint; even Long Chen couldn't sense his cultivation level. The sudden appearance of this man shocked Long Chen greatly—he was an extremely terrifying existence.
The deputy pavilion masters present all changed their expressions when they saw the broad sword at the man's feet, exclaiming,
"Divine Envoy!"
Divine Envoys, messengers of the gods, hold a status in the Wind God Sea Pavilion that even surpasses the Pavilion Master. However, the title of Divine Envoy is a mysterious position. Since the day these Pavilion Masters entered the Wind God Sea Pavilion, they had never seen what the Divine Envoy looked like. They even wondered if the Divine Envoy was a completely fictional existence.
Legend has it that they are the guardian war gods of the Wind God Sea Pavilion, only appearing when the Wind God Sea Pavilion faces crisis or major trouble.
People didn't know what the Divine Envoy looked like, but they did know that he wielded the Wind God's Blade, a divine weapon blessed by the Wind God, possessing world-shattering power. The broad sword in his hand was engraved with the pattern of a luminous pearl.
In fact, it wasn't the Night Luminous Pearl, but the Wind-Fixing Pearl. It was the unique mark of the Blade of the Gods, and the Blade of Investiture was a divine weapon unique to the Divine Envoy. At that moment, the senior members of the Wind God Sea Pavilion were all stunned.
Faced with the appearance of that man, Feng Xinyue was not surprised at all. She said calmly, "Are you coming out now to protect these people?" The
divine envoy shrugged helplessly and said, "This young friend is full of murderous intent, and with you protecting him, if I don't come out, he'll kill them all. That won't be a good outcome." "
Removing tumors and scraping bones to heal—why isn't that a good outcome? These guys waste air when they live, waste land when they die. I really don't know what use is keeping them around. "Long Chen couldn't help but ask.
When they heard Long Chen's words, the higher-ups were instantly furious, but they knew the Divine Envoy was the supreme existence, so they dared not speak rashly.
At the same time, seeing Feng Xinyue still appear calm upon seeing the divine envoy, as if they had long known he would come, they felt a surge of doubt in their hearts. Though angry, they had to suppress their anger.
"No, no, young man, that's not quite right." The middle-aged man shook his head.
"What's the difference?" Long Chen said.
"The earth does not grow nameless grass, and the heavens do not produce useless people. Although their character is terribly rotten, they are still extremely important to the Wind God Sea Pavilion. They cannot be killed, at least not for now." The middle-aged man said.
Judging by the middle-aged man's tone, these people seemed to be useful to the Wind God Sea Pavilion. Long Chen looked at Tang Wan'er. This was a matter for the Wind God Sea Pavilion. After all, Long Chen was an outsider, and some matters couldn't be overly interfered with. In the end, it all depended on Tang Wan'er's opinion.
"Do you want them dead, or do you want them to live? If you want them dead, I'll give it my all and make it happen for you. Long Chen said, implying that even if a divine envoy tried to stop him, Long Chen would still eliminate all of them.
"Hey, hey, hey, little brother, that's too much. I call you brother every time, and you really don't give me any respect at all." The middle-aged man said somewhat frustrated.
Although the middle-aged man was a divine envoy, he had no airs at all, and he always looked lazy, making it hard to tell he was impressive. Some even wondered if this divine envoy was just an imposter.
Tang Wan'er looked at the Hidden Dragon warriors. After a bloody slaughter, their anger had faded. Sixteen divine sons and daughters, along with all their accomplices, were all wiped out, enough to comfort the fallen warriors' spirits.
Tang Wan'er spoke: "My sisters can't die in vain. If it's for the Wind God Sea Pavilion, I'm willing to endure for now. But sooner or later, their heads will be mine." Hearing
Tang Wan'er's cold and merciless words, a strange look appeared in Feng Xinyue's eyes:
"Child, you're finally starting to awaken."