Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 1720 (Raw 1731): Returning to the Sect in Triumph

Dragon Blood Soul Breaking Finger!

Despite being launched later, Xiao Chen's attack arrived first, his finger striking the Holy Son Ming Xuan's forehead.

After the Holy Son Ming Xuan landed, his pale complexion turned even more unsightly as he suffered the backlash of the Soul Destroying Eye, and the Dragon Blood Soul Breaking Finger exploded in the depths of his soul. He felt like his soul would scatter, slowly separating from his physical body.

The Holy Son Ming Xuan's thoughts blurred bit by bit. At the crucial moment, he crushed the Buddhist prayer beads he held.

Xiao Chen managed to gain the upper hand with this strike. However, he did not hesitate to swing his saber again forcefully.

Electric light flashed as the Tyrant Saber suddenly descended. It was like a swift lightning bolt carrying unparalleled force as it stabbed into the Holy Son Ming Xuan's chest.

"Boom!"

The Holy Son Ming Xuan, who just crushed the Buddhist prayer beads, was at a critical moment in the first place. Before he could make any more movements, the Tyrant Saber struck him with a loud sound.

The force contained in the Tyrant Saber exploded. Boundless electric light burst out from that spot.

Churning dust clouds soared up. When the haze cleared, only a charred body remained, devoid of all signs of life.

Xiao Chen still did not relax. He withdrew the Tyrant Saber and soared into the air before landing a heavy kick.

The charred body cracked and crumbled like fragile bones, scattered in a mess.

"This fellow is dead with just that?" Xiao Chen looked at the charred ground, with pieces of the Holy Son Ming Xuan's corpse strewn everywhere.

Xiao Chen was in some disbelief. However, whether he believed it or not, he could not do anything more.

He could not find any trace of the other party.

Xiao Chen was also incredibly tired, his entire body felt drained of energy, and a cold sweat trickled down his back.

This battle had been fraught with danger. Fortunately, the other party took a risk and tried to use trickery to gain victory.

The other party had not expected Xiao Chen to have a Soul Dao Martial Technique as well and ended up countered.

Without these factors, it would be hard to say who would have won.

Even so, Xiao Chen did not have an easy victory. Everyone witnessed his exquisite skill with the saber, the many changes and variations with him chaining his saber moves smoothly.

However, this was not something that could be executed without thinking. It exhausted his mind and Veritable Essence Energy.

Then, Xiao Chen glanced coldly at Zhen Yuan and Wang Yueming.

These two ended up in a sorry state from the Holy Son Ming Xuan's sneak attack. Since they were caught off guard by that World Eliminating Imprint, the injuries they sustained were not easy to bear.

Back then, Xiao Chen had kept his guard up. Furthermore, the Black Lotus Church Holy Son had held back. Even so, he had still suffered severe injuries from the World Eliminating Imprint.

This time, Wang Yueming and Zhen Yuan had received a World Eliminating Imprint sneak attack at full power. The severity of their injuries was easy to imagine.

They have only themselves to blame. It serves them right! Xiao Chen scolded in his heart. Then, without looking at the two anymore, he carried the Tyrant Saber far away.

Zhen Yuan's face sank. He had been recovering quickly and could already stand up, if just barely.

Most of his physical injuries had healed. However, his soul injuries would take much more time.

Zhen Yuan showed an unsightly expression, only able to watch Xiao Chen stroll off after the huge battle.

Right now, of the three strongest true inheritors of the blessed lands, one was unconscious, one lay on the ground unable to get up, and one could get up but could not fight.

Such a conclusion was related to Xiao Chen, either directly or indirectly.

The greatest dark horse of this opening of the Fiendish Demon Battlefield was definitely Xiao Chen.

Clearly, after this trip, the White Robes Xiao Chen's name would spread far and wide throughout the Grave Sea.

After Xiao Chen defeated the Black Lotus Holy Son, no one else sought trouble with him.

Having obtained a Dao Tool and the many Buddhist sect rare plants at the Buddha Seeking Platform, including the precious Earthen Fire Golden Lotus, Xiao Chen was no longer interested in more fortuitous encounters. He spent the remaining three days treating his injuries.

He worked on everything necessary, not leaving a single hidden injury, and completely recovered from his injuries, regaining his peak. Be it his physical body, Qi, mind, and energy, they all reached an unprecedented high. Then, he quietly waited for the closure of the Fiendish Demon Battlefield.

Defeating Shangguan Lei and the Black Lotus Church Holy Son invisibly increased Xiao Chen's air and Luck.

Finally, an irresistible will appeared and forcefully invited Xiao Chen out of the Fiendish Demon Battlefield.

After leaving the Fiendish Demon Battlefield, Xiao Chen turned his head back and saw the island in the sky sinking slowly to the bottom of the sea.

It would be another twenty years before the next opening of the Fiendish Demon Battlefield.

"This trip was pretty good. The few resources that I managed to collect are sufficient for me to advance."

Everyone generally had some harvest. They excitedly discussed the results.

"Martial Uncle, congratulations on obtaining a Dao Tool!"

"This time, Martial Grand Uncle managed to help our Purple Flame Sect gain glory in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield!"

"Haha! Even Shangguan Lei lost to our Martial Grand Uncle."

The Purple Flame Sect disciples in the crowd flew over to Xiao Chen quickly and congratulated him.

Hua Yunfeng arrived a little later. When he saw Xiao Chen, he smiled sincerely. "I truly am inferior to you in this Fiendish Demon Battlefield's opening. I'm really sorry; I did not fulfill the responsibility of being the strongest true inheritor."

Hua Yunfeng had heard later that Wang Yueming and Zhen Yuan caused trouble for Xiao Chen. However, he had been leading the disciples to take advantage of the situation to search for resources.

Hua Yunfeng simply felt too embarrassed and guilty over it. Fortunately, Xiao Chen had managed to leave safely in the end. Furthermore, he had even defeated Shangguan Lei and foiled the Black Lotus Church Holy Son.

Xiao Chen demurred hurriedly, "Brother Hua, you are too polite. Without your help, it would be impossible for me to obtain the Dao Tool. No matter what, I will remember this kindness."

Xiao Chen immediately acted on his words. He took out all of the Buddhist sect rare plants that he collected on the Buddha Seeking Mountain, except the Earthen Fire Golden Lotus.

Among them, the twenty White Jasmine Flowers were the most precious.

The White Jasmine Flower was one of Buddhism's five trees and six flowers. It could directly increase cultivation and cleanse Veritable Essence Energy.

This was an item that had a price but was always out of stock in the outside world. One could not purchase it even if one had money, something extremely precious. It felt like an unbearable weight in one's hands.

Hua Yunfeng had not expected Xiao Chen to be so generous, this extravagant with his gifts, treating the White Jasmine Flowers like common cabbages.

"There is simply no way to reject the White Jasmine Flowers. I'll take five flowers, then, and leave the remainder for the other sect disciples, so that everyone can benefit a little."

Hua Yunfeng did not pretentiously reject the gift. Right after he said that, the many Purple Flame Sect disciples all opened their eyes wide and smiled.

"Many thanks, Martial Grand Uncle. Many thanks, Senior Brother Hua!"

On this side, the Purple Flame Sect disciples all rejoiced. Originally, they had already reaped a good harvest. Now, they received such a valuable gift. Who would not be happy?

On the other side, the disciples of the Divine Firmament Sect, the Confucian Institution, and the Potala Mountain showed unsightly expressions.

"Benefactor Xiao, I offended you greatly in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield. In the future, I will definitely visit your sect and apologize for it!"

Zhen Yuan led the Profound Light Temple disciples over and bowed.

Before Xiao Chen could speak, Hua Yunfeng stopped smiling and said seriously, "Zhen Yuan, you are really bold. Brother Xiao is the junior brother of my Purple Flame Sect's Senior Ye Zifeng, the disciple of the Spring Snow Bladesman, Pan Huang. To think that you accused him of being a Black Lotus Church disciple! We will personally inform the Sect Master of this."

The moment Hua Yunfeng said that, a huge commotion broke out. The expressions of all the sect disciples changed as they gaped at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen was actually Pan Huang's disciple. This was truly unexpected.

Zhen Yuan was powerful and held a high status.

However, when Zhen Yuan wanted to attack Xiao Chen in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield, claiming to be dealing with a heathen, he had committed an enormous mistake.

More severe was that Zhen Yuan claimed Xiao Chen was a Black Lotus Church disciple, compounding his mistake with another mistake.

When Zhen Yuan returned to the temple, he would not be able to avoid punishment.

Zhen Yuan's expression changed slightly. He felt wronged; however, he still endured. He said softly, "I was deceived by an evil person. I will definitely take responsibility for this. When I return to the temple, I will take the initiative to accept punishment. I will definitely provide a satisfactory apology for the trouble I brought to Benefactors. Goodbye!"

Actually, Zhen Yuan did not sincerely want to apologize. However, he could not avoid doing so. The Buddhist sects were the strictest on their rules and abstinence.

Unless he gave up his Buddhist sect Martial Techniques and left the Profound Light Temple, he needed to apologize and display his stance, giving an account to the Purple Flame Sect on behalf of the Profound Light Temple.

Xiao Chen watched as the other party left. He thought to himself, This Zhen Yuan can really endure.

In the Fiendish Demon Battlefield, Zhen Yuan clearly was very unlucky. Yet, when he came out, he could swallow his frustration and apologize to me.

I cannot underestimate this person and have to keep an eye on him in the future.

As Hua Yunfeng watched Zhen Yuan leave, he said to Xiao Chen, "Don't worry; there are rules between sects. This Zhen Yuan committed a huge mistake. When he returns to the temple, he will definitely be punished. My Purple Flame Sect can at least make sure of that."

Based on Hua Yunfeng's tone, he clearly had no intention of leaving this matter be.

Xiao Chen just repeated in his own heart, They have only themselves to blame. It serves them right!

"Xiao Chen!"

As the two chatted casually and prepared to head back to their sect. A resonant voice rang out. It was Shangguan Lei, who had already mostly recovered from his injuries.

When speaking about the most sullen person of this Fiendish Demon Battlefield's opening, aside from Zhen Yuan, it would be Shangguan Lei.

Shangguan Lei had pushed himself and charged to the peak of the Major Primal Core Realm. However, not long after Shangguan Lei showed off his might, Xiao Chen knocked him unconscious with one saber strike, reaving him of all his reputation.

Given Shangguan Lei's character, this matter dealt an even greater blow to him than if he had died.

Shangguan Lei scowled at Xiao Chen in dissatisfaction. He said coldly, "You just relied on the might of a Dao Tool to defeat me by half a move. Do you have the courage to put down your Dao Tool and fight with me again, to have a fair fight before everyone here?!"

A sore loser, that perfectly described people like Shangguan Lei.

Shangguan Lei's words sounded petty and funny.

They rendered Xiao Chen thunderstruck. Then, he replied indifferently, "Sure, just lower your own cultivation to peak Minor Primal Core Realm, and I will fight a fair battle with you!"

Shangguan Lei raged, "You coward! I obtained my cultivation after much effort, tempered it amid a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Your low cultivation is due to a lack of effort on your own part. How can you begrudge me for having a higher cultivation?"

"Interesting. Could it be that my Dao Tool just fell from the sky?"

Xiao Chen could not help laughing coldly in his heart. He said seriously, "I did indeed rely on the Dao Tool to defeat you in one move. However, so what? Just like how you obtained your cultivation through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, I subdued my Dao Tool by going through great danger. If you are not willing to accept that, then, by all means, go look for a Dao Tool, and I will accept your challenge at any time.

"Stop humiliating yourself here and letting everyone laugh at you. The weapons and armor of a cultivator have always been counted as part of a cultivator's strength!"

Shangguan Lei was initially already full of hate and resentment. Xiao Chen's rude retort was like adding oil to fire, making him even more furious.

However, Xiao Chen now had a Dao Tool, and Shangguan Lei was no match for him, so Shangguan Lei could not vent his anger.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Shangguan Lei was angered into shaking. Then, he said "good" three times before flinging his sleeve out and leaving.

When the Purple Flame Sect disciples saw Shangguan Lei, who was normally unparalleled in the Black Cave Mountain, stalk off in a huff, they were all very delighted.

Hua Yunfeng smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, Shangguan Lei could also have such a day. Haha! Come, let's return to the sect!"