Consumed by rage, Feng Tianxiang's eyes bulged with disbelief.

"What are you looking at? Unconvinced?"

"If you have any grand moves left, let's see them!"

Chu Chen ascended high into the sky curtain, looking down at Feng Tianxiang with a cold, condescending gaze.

Never in his life had Feng Tianxiang imagined he would be beaten to such a miserable state by a young upstart. Naturally, his heart raged with countless indignities.

Yet, even more than anger, a profound sorrow tore at his soul.

The woman he loved so deeply was standing right in front of him, but he could never win her heart.

After violently coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, Feng Tianxiang still looked toward Lin Shuwang with obsessive devotion.

"Miss Lin, are you truly unwilling to come with me?"

"I will make you the happiest woman in this world."

Despite everything, Feng Tianxiang clung to his twisted hope, confessing to her once more.

But his only answer was a sharp, merciless stream of sword Qi.

Lin Shuwang had no desire to hear another word of his nonsense.

"You..."

To offer such deep affection only to be met with such callousness nearly caused Feng Tianxiang to explode with rage.

"Do not 'you' me. How can matters of the heart ever be forced?"

"If not for your intense, twisted desire for possession, things would never have come to this."

Lin Shuwang's absolute, unyielding rejection shattered his heart.

She, however, paid no mind to his despair.

"Die!"

Chu Chen, naturally, had no intention of showing mercy.

He swiped his large hand heavily forward.

An incredibly sharp palm force erupted like a wild torrent, carrying within it the phantom of a massive divine bird.

Chu Chen's mastery of the Divine Phoenix Treasure Art was already profound; wielding it now placed absolutely no strain on him.

"Do you really think I am out of options?"

"I held back only for my sister's sake. I did not want to kill you and break her heart."

"But you have forced me to draw the Divine Phoenix Ancient Zither!"

"Then go to your death!"

Feng Tianxiang had truly gone mad, the spiritual power around him boiling and surging frantically.

An ancient zither materialized in the void. After swallowing a massive handful of Spirit Pills, Feng Tianxiang leaped into the air, arriving before the instrument. He pressed his trembling fingers lightly against the strings, his gaze locked darkly onto Chu Chen.

"The Divine Phoenix Ancient Zither possesses terrifying power. Chu Chen, you must be careful."

Hundreds of zhang away, Lin Shuwang stared at the sky with a grave expression.

"Rest assured. I know how to handle it."

Chu Chen remained perfectly calm and composed.

Earlier, outside the Sacred Flame Imperial Palace, Feng Tianxiang had indeed brought out the Divine Phoenix Ancient Zither, but Chu Chen had charged him the moment it appeared.

Using the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Jar, Chu Chen had then forcefully dragged him to this desolate, barren battlefield.

The Divine Phoenix Ancient Zither emanated an immense Pressure. As an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon, its power was peerless.

However, even Extreme Dao Imperial Weapons had disparities in strength. Compared to the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Jar, the zither lacked a certain deadly edge.

Facing the Pressure of the ancient instrument, Chu Chen was entirely unbothered.

"You have an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon, and so do I."

"No matter what you compare, you cannot measure up to me."

"I suggest you admit defeat before it is too late."

Chu Chen stared coldly into the void at Feng Tianxiang, who still stood with hollow arrogance, utterly refusing to yield.

"Admit defeat? Impossible!"

"I want you dead!"

"Lin Shuwang is mine!"

Even now, his mind was consumed by twisted, impossible delusions.

"Lord Tun, take his life!"

Chu Chen's own killing intent flared.

He had to end Feng Tianxiang here and now. Otherwise, this madman would never stop haunting Lin Shuwang.

"I want you dead!"

Like a deranged demon, Feng Tianxiang frantically plucked the strings of the ancient zither.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Waves of sound formed into overbearing streams of light, crashing down from the heavens like Immortal-Slaying Sabers.

The endless barrage swept mercilessly toward Chu Chen.

Even in the face of such devastation, Chu Chen did not blink.

Lord Tun unleashed a terrifying devouring force. As soon as those destructive streams of light neared the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Jar, they were violently swallowed whole.

Seeing this, Feng Tianxiang's madness gave way to absolute terror.

He stared in disbelief as his endless soundwave attacks vanished into the void.

The power of an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon could not just be devoured by anything. Even knowing Chu Chen's weapon belonged to the same tier, the sight defied all his logic.

No matter how much earth-shattering energy the Divine Phoenix Ancient Zither unleashed.

Lord Tun devoured every last drop until nothing remained.

If this continued, he would truly perish on this barren battlefield.

Finally, reason breached Feng Tianxiang's obsession. A gentleman's revenge could wait ten years.

As long as he survived today, he could cultivate in secret. Once his power reached the peak, he would return to butcher this brat. And then, Lin Shuwang would finally be his.

Without hesitating, he recalled the Divine Phoenix Ancient Zither, turning into a streak of light as he fled desperately toward the horizon.

Watching him run, Chu Chen gently shook his head.

"You want to run? Is that even possible?"

"Did you really think I would let you escape?"

Chu Chen smiled coldly.

"Lord Tun, devour him!"

Chu Chen connected his divine sense to Lord Tun.

A horrifying suction force that could swallow heaven and earth erupted, instantly dragging the fleeing Feng Tianxiang into a massive vortex of light.

The vortex radiated a terrifying aura, trapping Feng Tianxiang within a five-colored sphere of light.

Trapped inside, Feng Tianxiang frantically burned his remaining energy.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He viciously slammed his power against the walls of the sphere.

But his struggles were futile; it wouldn't even crack.

Despite the hopelessness, Feng Tianxiang refused to give up.

He fought like a cornered beast to tear his way out.

Yet the overwhelming Pressure crushed him down time and time again.

"Break for me!"

His heart screamed with unwillingness.

But escaping this five-colored prison was the only thing that mattered now.

Otherwise, he would be ground to dust within it.

Left with no choice, Feng Tianxiang summoned the Divine Phoenix Ancient Zither once more. A torrential wave of sound, like Heaven Opening arrows, forcefully tore a large rift in the five-colored sphere.

He desperately threw himself out through the gap.

Feng Tianxiang was drenched in blood, his aura completely withered.

He no longer had a single ounce of strength left to fight.

The fires of battle still burned in his twisted heart, but his only option was retreat.

If he failed to escape this time, only death awaited him.

But his body was empty; he lacked even the strength to run.

No matter how unwilling his soul was, what did it matter?

"Die!"

With a cold decree, Chu Chen aimed a lethal palm strike directly at him.

Relying on the very last fumes of his vitality, Feng Tianxiang threw himself backward.

He tumbled back several hundred zhang, barely evading the fatal blow.

But Chu Chen would not give him a chance to breathe. Another ruthless strike sailed toward Feng Tianxiang's head.

Feng Tianxiang's eyes dimmed. He knew it was over. He braced himself for death.

Yet, at that exact moment, a streak of light tore through the heavens, rushing straight toward Feng Tianxiang's position.

A spiritual palm met Chu Chen's attack, shattering the lethal Pressure bearing down on Feng Tianxiang.

The newcomer was none other than Feng Qing'er.

Tears shimmered in her eyes as she stood firmly beside her dying brother.

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