After conquering the Empress, I proved my Dao with the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace!

Sang Biao remained silent, still lamenting the loneliness of life.

Little did they know, something was about to happen that they would never forget.

It can even become a lifelong nightmare, casting a shadow over one's mind and soul.

Perhaps, from now on, he will no longer feel the loneliness of life...

Seeing that Sang Biao was willing to stand up for him, Hong Jingshan's spirits lifted, and he looked at Qin Chuan not far away, his eyes filled with even more cruelty.

"Yes, it's me!"

Hong Jingshan stared intently at Qin Chuan and sneered, "Today, I, Hong, will show you what the consequences will be for meddling in things you shouldn't be meddling in and provoking me!"

Also, let me show you what it means to be outmatched and have a world beyond your reach!

His voice rang out slowly, filled with arrogance.

Upon hearing this, the Wen family members turned pale.

Wen Ziren gave a bitter laugh, knowing that there was no way to reverse the situation today.

He took a deep breath, took a few steps forward, and his cultivation power surged outwards.

His cultivation at the first level of the Great Mystic Master realm erupted, yet he remained weak.

Wen Ziren's lifespan is limited, and many of his meridians are withered. At this moment, he can barely exude the cultivation level of a Great Mystic Master, but his true combat strength is probably not even as good as a Mystic Master at the ninth level.

"What happened today is a matter for the Wen family and has nothing to do with others. This person is not an outsider for the Wen family; he is just passing by."

"Since things have come to this, you can take the Spirit Lake, but I must leave this place with my people. Don't make things difficult for this young man!"

He paused, a look of grim determination on his face, "Otherwise, I'll risk my old life to make sure you drag Hong Jingshan down with you!"

At this moment, Wen Ziren's originally hunched figure appeared much taller.

Hearing Wen Ziren's words, Hong Jingshan frowned, a hint of apprehension appearing in his eyes.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; he was genuinely intimidated by the other party's imposing manner.

Although Sang Biao didn't speak, he let out a chilling laugh.

He seemed to be watching the scene before him with great interest.

Qin Chuan looked up at Wen Ziren and his impression of the man changed.

He nodded to himself, then suddenly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, didn't you promise me this Spirit Lake before? How can you go back on your word?"

"Since this lake belongs to me personally, then... who dares to take it? Who can take it!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned into silence.

Has this person gone mad? Mr. Sang Biao is here, yet he still dares to speak so arrogantly?

James Wan was equally annoyed, thinking to himself that this man must be stupid to not even see the current situation clearly.

He didn't even realize he was saving him.

"Haha... Kid, you've got quite the nerve. I love people who are stubborn, but I wonder if you'll still be so stubborn later!"

Sang Biao's laughter was shrill, and as he spoke, he took a step forward and headed straight for Qin Chuan.

As he raised his right hand, revealing a withered and emaciated hand, he unleashed a palm strike, immediately accompanied by a howling black wind.

“Mr. Sang Biao, there’s no need to dirty your hands. You keep me in check, I’m going to kill this man myself!” Hong Jingshan suddenly said.

Upon hearing this, Sang Biao remained noncommittal and slowed down slightly. He simply had no interest in attacking this seemingly frail person.

Seeing that Sang Biao agreed, Hong Jingshan laughed loudly and rushed towards Qin Chuan as well.

Even if he didn't kill the other person, he still had to participate in the grief of losing his son, otherwise he couldn't quell the resentment in his heart.

But as soon as he rushed out, Wen Ziren leaped up to stop him.

Seeing this, Hong Jingshan smiled coldly, flicked his sleeve, and a loud rumble resounded. Wen Ziren staggered backward and was caught by the Wen family members behind him.

"I won't kill you yet. I want you to see for yourself what happens to the outside help you hired!"

Although both were Grand Masters, one was nearing the end of his life, while the other was at his peak, so the outcome was self-evident.

Hong Jingshan laughed arrogantly, but Qin Chuan remained calm and let Hong Jingshan charge at him.

"Haha! Die!"

In just a moment, Hong Jingshan arrived in front of Qin Chuan and struck him with a palm.

However, when he struck Qin Chuan with his palm, there was no reaction at all; Qin Chuan didn't even take a step back.

"you you!"

Hong Jingshan's expression changed drastically, his eyes revealing disbelief and horror.

Qin Chuan raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "Fun, isn't it?"

"This...this is impossible!!"

Hong Jingshan was speechless, staring in disbelief at the scene before him.

At that very moment, it strongly sensed an aura emanating from Qin Chuan.

That aura was similar to Mr. Sang Biao, but... even stronger!

A sense of life-or-death crisis rose in Hong Jingshan's heart in an instant, quickly spreading throughout his body and turning into a roar in his mind.

He was struck dumb, his expression changing with disbelief.

"Profound... Profound King Realm!!"

Hong Jingshan's body trembled violently, and his eyes revealed an intense fear.

He never expected that the person in front of him, who looked much younger than his son, was actually a Xuan King Realm expert!

All the revenge he had planned to take against his enemies had turned into a joke.

At this moment, Wen Ziren was also shocked; he gasped and stared in disbelief.

As his head throbbed at the sudden turn of events, a surge of wild joy flashed in his eyes.

And then there was Sang Biao, who had deliberately slowed down, almost as soon as Hong Jingshan hit Qin Chuan.

He trembled, and in that instant, when he looked up, his eyes, hidden beneath the black robe, were filled with shock.

All of this is a long story, but in reality it happened in the blink of an eye.

Almost the instant Hong Jingshan spoke, there was a snap, and Qin Chuan raised a fan with his right hand.

Hong Jingshan spat out blood in mid-air and flew far away.

After crashing heavily to the ground, its body twitched a few times and then fell silent.

This familiar scene was witnessed by everyone present, leaving them speechless with astonishment.

Just a few days ago, he slapped his son to death, and now he's slapped the father of the Great Master to death.

It was as easy as swatting a fly.

At this moment, Wen Ziren looked excited, while Wen Wan'er beside him looked at Qin Chuan with a strange glint in her eyes.

Not to mention the other members of the Wen family around them, who clenched their fists excitedly and looked at Qin Chuan with invigorated expressions.

Sang Biao's face was grim. Witnessing Hong Jingshan's death, his heart had already skipped a beat.

He was cautious by nature, and at this moment he quickly retreated without hesitation. Even though he was also a Xuanwang Realm cultivator, he was unwilling to take any risks.

"Damn it, is Hong Jingshan trying to kill me? A dignified Xuan King Realm expert is actually calling himself a Grand Xuan Master!"

While pondering, Sang Biao swayed and was about to leave.

He believed that the other party would also be mindful of him and wouldn't easily pursue him.

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