Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1070 - 1068: Guard Against Gentlemen, Not Against Villains!

Mo Chen couldn't help but be startled in his heart.

The violent momentum also became somewhat restrained, yet it remained terrifying.

What's going on with these two?

Rushing into the fire like moths?

Mo Yunsheng is merely a Half-step Lower Heavenly Venerate, and although Dongmen Nu is a Lower Heavenly Venerate of the Third Layer,

the gap between them and his own Middle Heavenly Venerate Eighth Layer is astronomical!

Like an impassable chasm, impossible to cross.

Even with the addition of Dongmen Nu's three followers, all having Dao Venerate level of Cultivation,

it was of no use.

Facing five alone was more than sufficient.

Choosing five people to assassinate him was unwise in the extreme.

If the Heavenly Clan's million-strong army pressed at the border, he might be apprehensive and worry for the five hundred million people.

But with just five people acting, he barely gave them a second thought.

He could even use it as an excuse to kill Dongmen Nu! To eliminate future troubles!

If Dongmen Nu attempted to assassinate him and was killed instead,

the Heavenly Clan would have no ground to stand on and could find no reason to dispatch troops, they'd have to swallow the bitter fruit in silence.

Mo Chen's lips curled into a sneer.

To not even think this far, truly naïve!

He reversed his offensive, directing all his might towards Dongmen Nu.

The Void was being compressed!

It seemed to emit a hysterical roar!

The sounds of air bursting resonated from all directions, shaking the heart.

The violent force, little by little, drew nearer.

Once it touched the body, there would be no escape, inevitably shattering and vanishing into nothingness.

After all, the power of a Middle Heavenly Venerate Eighth Layer was unmatched by the Xuan Clan.

Dongmen Nu, tonight you are destined to die!

Mo Chen's hand trembled slightly with excitement.

Blood flowed swiftly within his body, burning hotly at every point.

Itching!

Excitement!

Bloodthirstiness!

"Brother! Show mercy on your hand."

Suddenly!

Just as he was one step away from Dongmen Nu.

A long shout pierced the night sky.

Mo Chen recognized the voice as his brother, Mo Hai.

Why has he come too?

Could it be he heard of Mo Yunsheng's absurd act and came to spare Mo Yunsheng's life?

Attempting to assassinate the Clan Leader is a capital offense!

Yet Mo Hai is, after all, his younger brother, and Mo Yunsheng his nephew.

In the end, Mo Chen's heart softened.

As the force reached its zenith, he suddenly retracted it!

In an instant.

The pressure ceased abruptly, and the Void returned to silence.

As if nothing had ever happened.

Dongmen Nu only felt the currents swirling before his eyes, vanishing the moment they nearly touched his nose.

He staggered back two steps, body wobbling, gaze panicked.

His forehead beaded with fine sweat.

"Young Master!"

The followers, coming to their senses, hurried to Dongmen Nu's side, faces filled with dread.

No one had expected Mo Chen to withdraw his force against Mo Yunsheng and attack Dongmen Nu with full power.

The three followers were instantly enraged, drawing their swords furiously towards Mo Yunsheng.

"Stop."

Dongmen Nu ordered sternly, and his ashen face gradually recovered.

A drop of sweat slid down the edge of his brow.

Mo Chen turned back, narrowing his eyes at the hastily arriving Mo Hai.

His expression was grave, his demeanor stern.

Mo Hai, drenched in sweat and gasping for breath, stood before Mo Chen, leaning over with hands on his knees, struggling for air.

"At… least I made it… I heard Yunsheng… was plotting… so I hurried… hurried…"

"Made it?" Mo Chen sneered. "You didn't make it in time to stop him from striking at me, but you made it when I was about to strike him. Mo Hai, did you do this on purpose?"

Hearing this, Mo Hai's face turned deathly pale, and he dropped to his knees with a thud.

"Brother… Clan Leader! I dare not! I exerted all my effort to get here in time, I truly meant no intention of such!"

"Hmph! Why do I feel you two are conspiring together?!"

"You've wronged us, Clan Leader! Yunsheng is mischievous and proud, which you're well aware of. I, I have no control over him…"

"No control, and you let him attempt to assassinate me?!"

Mo Hai's face turned ashen and he looked down in silence.

Mo Chen stood with his hands behind his back and snorted.

"If it weren't for your sake, anyone else would have long been dismembered and scattered to the winds!"

"I beg... I beg the Clan Leader to spare my child... I will make sure to give him a good lesson later!"

"A lesson?!"

Mo Chen shouted angrily, his eyes blazing.

Mo Hai shivered with fear and trembled violently, lowering his head even further.

Mo Chen, looking down from above, could only see Mo Hai's shaking head and not his expression.

His brother's temperament was what he knew best.

Spouting nonsense, speaking carelessly.

"That night I issued a confinement order, yet you still dared to seek trouble with Lin Fan!"

"We..."

"Did you really think you could fool me? I didn't punish you because of our past relationship. But now, you've gone and made such a mess!"

"Clan Leader... Yunsheng..."

"Yunsheng is indeed a rare genius in the Xuan Clan and the strongest contender for the next Clan Leader, I had high hopes for him! But now, I'm extremely disappointed! I never expected such a face under the guise of genius!"

Mo Chen paused and glanced at Mo Yunsheng.

Mo Yunsheng remained expressionless, standing motionless like a puppet.

There was no sign of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

"To assassinate the current Clan Leader! How could you do such a thing?! I fear, not only won't you be the next Clan Leader, but I must also seriously consider whether you can remain part of the Xuan Clan!"

His words were forceful, like a sudden clap of thunder on flat ground.

The weight of Mo Chen's words echoed heavily across the empty square.

"Perhaps, I should expel you from the Xuan Clan!"

Mo Chen's expression was stern, his gaze like a sword, pointing at Mo Yunsheng, with a slight tremor at the corner of his eye.

Disappointment outweighed anger.

He could never have imagined that Mo Yunsheng would choose such a dead-end path, committing acts that would be scorned by the world.

Mo Chen initially thought this heartfelt rebuke would make Mo Yunsheng burst into tears.

He thought Mo Yunsheng would be left dumbfounded upon hearing of his expulsion from the Xuan Clan.

He thought everyone would plead with him over this decision.

But.

Mo Yunsheng kept smiling, and his smile became increasingly sinister and arrogant.

Mo Chen furrowed his brows deeply, feeling a sense of unease.

"Clan Leader, oh Clan Leader, you truly have aged."

"Even if I grow old, I won't be foolish. And at your young age, you've already veered off course."

"Is that so? I believe I am the one saving the five billion Xuan Clan people, while you are the true sinner of the Xuan Clan!" Mo Yunsheng sneered. "To save your daughter, you're willing to sacrifice five billion Xuan Clan people. You're more ruthless and shameless than I am! You're the real executioner!"

Mo Chen's heart jerked violently, pounding hard.

Suffocation.

Sudden suffocation.

His eyes widened, burning with fury.

Suddenly!

A roar.

"Clan Leader! Watch out!"

Mo Chen hesitated, just about to look in the direction of the voice.

Thud!

His body trembled violently, and his hands began to shake uncontrollably.

Mo Chen didn't know what was happening, but he felt something pierce through his body.

Slowly lowering his head, he saw a sword protruding from his chest. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Blood gushed continuously from the wound.

In an instant, it soaked his entire garment.

Behind him.

Savage, arrogant laughter echoed.

"Hahahaha! Mo Chen, you never expected this, did you? Despite being a Middle Heavenly Venerate of the Eighth Layer, your life ends at the hands of an ant like me! Hahaha!"

Blood surged up his throat and gushed uncontrollably.

Spurt!

Mo Chen's mouth sprayed blood.

With a loud thud!

Both knees hit the ground, collapsing helplessly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Mo Hai, standing triumphantly with arms akimbo.

"Mo, Mo Hai... you..."

"Luckily, I arrived in time, or my son's life would have been lost."

Mo Hai wore a defiant expression.

"Clan Leader! Clan Leader!"

Mo Chen fell to the ground, and with his final glance, he saw Feng Qingshui rushing over.

Forever closing his eyes.

One night.

In Jingniang's palace chamber, no one survived.