The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

"..."

One by one, people expressed their opinions, saying that although they felt heavy-hearted, this was the only way out at present.

Seeing that everyone had reached a consensus, Qi Tianxing breathed a slight sigh of relief, but the sense of oppression did not diminish at all.

He knew that no matter what the final outcome was tonight, the impact of this matter had been completely altered.

Even if Jiang Xuan is killed in the end, the powerful families of Yanxia City, who joined forces, are forced to request support from their top direct lineage experts by a poor boy. This is a huge joke in itself, enough to make Biguang Pavilion and Qitianxing a laughing stock.

He now only hopes to end this turmoil as soon as possible and minimize the losses and impact.

Chang Henshui stood aside, silently watching this scene, a complex and inexplicable emotion rising in his heart.

Jiang Xuan is indeed a prodigy. To achieve such a level with only the strength of a Human Gang Realm cultivator is something to be proud of.

Unfortunately, he was facing the will of the entire elite family. Once those truly top figures made their move, no matter how talented or monstrous he was, he would likely not escape death.

Perhaps this is the fate of those from poor families… He sighed silently in his heart.

However, just as everyone was preparing to use their communication devices to urgently request help from their backers—

"boom!!!"

The two heavy and magnificent palace gates of Guanchao Pavilion seemed to have been struck by an irresistible force from the outside, shattering instantly! Wood chips mixed with metal fragments shot inward like a torrential rain!
A figure walked in step by step amidst the flying sawdust and rain.

He was soaked to the bone, his black clothes clinging tightly to his muscular body, torn in many places, and stained with blood and mud that had long since turned white from being soaked in the rain.

He had several clear scars on his body, the deepest one on his left shoulder, where the flesh was torn open and the white bone was visible.

But he stood ramrod straight and walked with a steady gait.

It was Jiang Xuan!

The Black Spirit Battle Blade he held in his hand was covered with fine nicks on its blade, and raindrops mixed with blood dripped from it.

His face was expressionless, only his eyes, as cold as an eternally frozen pool, swept over everyone in the hall. A dense, almost tangible killing intent emanated from him, instantly freezing the already heavy atmosphere in the hall!
"Jiang Xuan!!"

"How...how dare he come here?!"

"Is he insane?!"

Qi Tianxing and the others sprang to their feet like cats whose tails had been stepped on, their faces filled with utter shock and disbelief! They couldn't believe that their target, whom they had been relentlessly pursuing, had not only not fled far away, but had instead... had come all alone to their command center! This was nothing short of a blatant provocation and humiliation!
Chang Henshui's pupils also suddenly contracted, his face filled with astonishment and shock.

He watched the young man walk in step by step, sensing a resolute, all-or-nothing aura emanating from him! Did this guy come with a death wish? Or... was he confident enough to... stir up an even bigger storm here?

Jiang Xuan's gaze swept calmly across the entire room, finally landing on Qi Tianxing in the main seat. He spoke softly, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"It seems that I came at the right time."

These simple words carried a chilling sense of oppression.

A representative from a small family standing next to Qi Tianxing, seemingly wanting to show off, pointed at Jiang Xuan and shouted sternly.

"Jiang Xuan! You lowly bastard from a poor family, how dare you trespass into the Tide-Watching Pavilion! You have no sense of death! Kneel down and beg for mercy..."

He hadn't even uttered the word "death".

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes!
Jiang Xuan's figure vanished from the spot like a ghost, and in the next instant, he appeared in front of the representative!
The sword flashed!
A head filled with shock and disbelief shot into the air, and warm blood gushed out like a fountain from the severed neck, splattering all over Qi Tianxing's face!
The headless corpse swayed and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The whole process was faster than most people could react!

The hall fell into a deathly silence, with only the sound of raindrops hitting the windowpanes and roof, and the faint sound of blood still gushing from the headless corpse's neck.

Everyone was horrified as they stared at the calm-looking young man carrying the blood-dripping battle blade. A chill ran from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads!
Only then did they truly realize that the young man before them was not someone they could scold at will, but a bloodthirsty and ruthless killer! Recalling his previous exploits of killing Lu Zhong and Can Feng, and slaughtering numerous cultivators, fear instantly gripped their hearts like vines.

"Mr. Chang! Aren't you going to make a move?!"

Qi Tianxing wiped the blood from his face, both shocked and furious, and roared at Chang Henshui. At this moment, Chang Henshui was their only hope!

The other cultivators, including some of the attendants who came with the representative to protect them, although outnumbered, did not dare to step forward under Jiang Xuan's cold gaze. Instead, they subconsciously retreated, their eyes filled with panic and no will to fight.

Chang Henshui's expression shifted repeatedly, but finally, a resolute look flashed in his eyes.

He knew he couldn't hesitate any longer.

Regardless, his current status is that of a retainer of the Biguang Pavilion!

"Buzz!"

A dark purple spear, about twelve feet long, with a tip gleaming with a cold light, appeared in his hand—the Purple Edge Spirit Spear! This was a Grade Earth Spirit Weapon that he had recently commissioned a mysterious weapon-forging master to create at great expense!

With his spear in hand, Chang Henshui's aura suddenly surged! A powerful spiritual energy, characteristic of a Earthly Realm expert, erupted forth, carrying a battle-hardened, chilling aura—a stark contrast to his previous calm and analytical demeanor. He now resembled a general about to embark on a campaign! Seeing that Chang Henshui was finally about to make his move, Qi Tianxing and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Chang Henshui could hold off Jiang Xuan, even for just a moment, they would have a chance to escape this dangerous place or await reinforcements!
However, when faced with the menacing Chang Henshui, who stood with his gun in hand, Jiang Xuan's gaze only lingered on the Purple Edge Spirit Spear in his hand for a moment. A very subtle strange light flashed in his eyes, and then... he completely ignored Chang Henshui!

He brandished his battle sword, his figure suddenly leaping up like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, charging directly towards Qi Tianxing and the other representatives of the powerful families!

His goal was clear: to take advantage of the moment when Chang Henshui was "intimidated" or hesitant to kill the representatives of these powerful families! This was not only revenge for their ambush, but also to give these arrogant and powerful families a heavy blow and a bloody warning!
"you!"

Chang Henshui felt a surge of anger at being slighted when Jiang Xuan completely ignored her and went straight for the representatives.

Just as he was about to raise his gun to intercept, he suddenly heard a subtle yet clear voice transmission from Jiang Xuan.

"The Purple Edge Spirit Spear, the work of 'Master Seeker,' is quite impressive."

A simple sentence exploded in Chang Henshui's mind like a thunderclap!
Master Xun! How could he know?! Chang Henshui was shocked, and his hand holding the spear stiffened involuntarily!
Several days ago, he did indeed expend a great deal of personal connections and resources to persuade a mysterious weapon-forging master codenamed "Xun" to forge this Purple Edge Spirit Spear for him through secret channels.

The "Master Xun" had unfathomable weapon-forging skills and acted in an extremely mysterious manner. His identity was an absolute secret, and almost no one knew about his transaction with the "Master Xun" except for him!

How could Jiang Xuan so readily reveal the truth? And with such certainty in his tone?

Could it be… that he's connected to that mysterious "Master Xun"? Perhaps… he even shares the surname "Jiang"… no, "Xun"? Countless thoughts flashed through Chang Henshui's mind, his heart filled with intense struggle and hesitation. If Jiang Xuanzhen was indeed connected to that incredibly powerful "Master Xun," and if he were to kill him today, what would happen if "Master Xun" found out later…

In that split second, as Chang Henshui was distracted by this sudden information and forgot to make his move—

Jiang Xuan had already plunged into the midst of the panicked representatives of the wealthy families like a tiger among sheep!
His figure was as fast as lightning, and his blade was like the scythe of death. With each flash, it inevitably brought forth a spray of tragic blood!
"puff!"

"what--!"

"Do not kill me!"

"Stop him! Stop him quickly!"

Screams, cries of alarm, and desperate pleas filled the entire hall in an instant.

These pampered representatives, though perhaps not weak in cultivation, were utterly insignificant in the face of Jiang Xuan, a fiend who had fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
Jiang Xuan's methods were cold-blooded, ruthless, and efficient to the extreme! There were no superfluous movements; every strike was aimed directly at vital points! Neck, heart, brow... every strike was fatal!

The cultivators fled in terror, trying to hide behind pillars or rush to the windows, but under Jiang Xuan's ghostly speed and precise targeting, all their struggles seemed futile and laughable. The absolute difference in strength made them like lambs to the slaughter, falling one after another into pools of blood, staining the luxurious carpet a messy crimson.

Qi Tianxing was deliberately cornered by Jiang Xuan. He dodged the sharp blades in a disheveled state, his expensive clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and his face was filled with extreme fear and anger.

He looked at Chang Henshui, who stood there dumbfounded, his face changing but hesitant to make a move, and was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He roared hoarsely.

"Chang Henshui! What are you waiting for?! Kill him now! If I die, you won't live either! The Biguang Pavilion will never let you go!!!"

Chang Henshui was startled awake by Qi Tianxing's roar, which was full of fear and threat, and came back to his senses from his surprise and fear of "Master Xun".

He instantly realized that regardless of Jiang Xuan's connection with the mysterious Master Xun, his current identity was that of a guest of the Biguang Pavilion, enjoying the resources and protection provided by the Biguang Pavilion! If he were to sit idly by and watch his young master cousin be killed in front of everyone, he would face relentless pursuit by the Biguang Pavilion, and there would be nowhere for him to hide in the vast world!
His previous hesitation stemmed from a subconscious shift in his mindset regarding whether he could capture or even kill Jiang Xuan, and he even harbored the thought of giving up.

"Can't hesitate any longer!"

A resolute glint flashed in Chang Henshui's eyes, and all distracting thoughts were forcibly suppressed.

His powerful internal energy, reminiscent of the Earthly Fiend Realm, erupted with a thunderous roar, and the Purple Edge Spirit Spear in his hand emitted a deep hum!

"Jiang Xuan! Prepare to die!"

He roared, his figure flashing like lightning. The dark purple spear in his hand was like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, whistling as it tore through the air. The spear shadows flickered, instantly enveloping Jiang Xuan's back! This spear strike contained all the power of his Earthly Realm and the fierce will of battlefield combat. Its terrifying power was far beyond that of the previous cultivators, instantly putting immense pressure on Jiang Xuan!
Just as Jiang Xuan was about to finish off the terrified representative in front of him with a single strike, a deadly sense of danger from behind sent chills down his spine! Without even thinking, his footwork changed mysteriously, and his body twisted to the side as if it had no bones, while at the same time he slashed at the incoming spear light with his backhand!
"clang--!"

Sparks fly!

The Black Spirit Battle Blade and the Purple Edge Spirit Spear collided fiercely, and a tremendous force far exceeding the previous one flowed through the blade. Jiang Xuan grunted and used the force to fly backward. At the same time, he skillfully twisted his wrist, and the blade drew a strange arc, severing the throat of a cultivator who was trying to launch a sneak attack!
The cultivator clutched his bleeding throat and collapsed, his eyes filled with confusion.

Chang Henshui forced Jiang Xuan back with a single spear thrust, saving Qi Tianxing. His offensive continued relentlessly, his spear sweeping towards Jiang Xuan like a storm, its tip gleaming coldly, sealing off all of Jiang Xuan's space to dodge. Clearly, he was no longer holding back, displaying the full extent of his Earthly Realm strength!
Jiang Xuan weaved through the dense shadows of spears, his movements as agile as a fox. However, Chang Henshui's spear technique was experienced and steady, and his strength was even more formidable, leaving Jiang Xuan only able to defend passively for a time, putting him in constant danger.

"Mr. Chang, are you sure you want to be my enemy to the very end?"

While parrying and dodging, Jiang Xuan transmitted his voice again, his voice icy cold.

Changhen's water gun attack didn't slow down at all, and he responded with a telepathic message, his tone resolute.

"You eat the king's food, so you must serve the king! Jiang Xuan, blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have!"

Seeing that Chang Henshui's mind was made up and there was no room for negotiation, Jiang Xuan's last trace of hesitation completely disappeared.

His eyes flashed with cold light, his black pupils were like lightning, and the "Storm Millstone" in his body began to operate at a crazy speed. The pure and powerful sky-blue spiritual energy surged like boiling water, and a terrifying power of intent began to gather around him - he was prepared to spare no expense to use the "Star Gathering Style" again, to forcefully injure or even kill Chang Henshui!
However, just before his momentum was about to reach its peak, a deadly sense of crisis, originating from the depths of his soul and far more threatening than the Changhenshui, suddenly pierced his sea of ​​consciousness like an ice pick!
With almost no time to think, driven entirely by instinct, Jiang Xuan forcibly interrupted the "Star Gathering Style" that was about to erupt, and his body shot out to the side and rear in an almost contorted posture to dodge!
At the very instant his figure left his original spot—

"call out--!!!"

A sharp whistle, sharp enough to pierce eardrums, suddenly came from outside the window of the Guanchao Pavilion!

A dazzling, divine rainbow arrow, seemingly imbued with all the light of heaven and earth, tore through the thick curtain of rain and windowpanes, striking the spot where Jiang Xuan had just stood with incredible speed and precision! (End of Chapter)