The Forsaken's Revenge-Chapter 505: The Split Fall

BOOM!

Suddenly, a peal of thunder cracked through the sky!

BOOM!

Bolts of thick lightning cascaded down from the void above!

BOOM!

The entire Xianxu trembled. Its denizens were terrified to discover that a dreadful presence had descended upon their realm! At that moment, everyone frantically looked up at the sky in fear.

"Who is it?!" The man in the red robe shot to his feet.

WHOOSH!

A figure descended from the heavens. He was dressed in a white robe with a white mask covering half his face, emitting a profound and mysterious Dao rhythm. The red-robed man felt a surge of fear, for this Dao rhythm concealed a destructive power!

"My name is Chen Zheng," the figure said indifferently, giving the red-robed man a casual glance. "I am here on the orders of the Hongmeng avatar to retrieve an item."

With a single step, he swept toward the deepest part of Xianxu!

BOOM!

At that exact moment, a pillar of crimson-gold flame shot into the sky! Within a breath, the pillar shattered. It was followed by a series of wails as numerous figures plummeted from above.

"What's happening?!"

"They look like people from the Huoling Holy Court!"

"That direction… it seems to be deeper within Xianxu!"

The cultivators of the various powers within Xianxu were all stunned. Some of the old monsters recognized the falling cultivators; they were indeed from the Huoling Holy Court! The Huoling Holy Court was one of the top forces within Xianxu, an entity that even the other great powers were reluctant to provoke.

SWISH!

Just then, a figure appeared instantly in the center of Xianxu.

"Ancestor Chen!"

"We greet Ancestor Chen!"

Upon recognizing the newcomer, the cultivators of Xianxu were filled with both shock and excitement, and they hurriedly fell to their knees in worship.

WHOOSH!

With a flick of his sleeve, the corpses of the Huoling Holy Court cultivators that had fallen from the sky vanished into thin air. Ancestor Chen then fixed his gaze on the ancient castle below.

"Ah!"

A moment later, a piercing scream echoed out! A crimson-gold figure was forced out of hiding!

"Saint Son of Huoling! Saint Son of Huoling! Save me! Someone has stolen my treasure! I exhausted all my strength, yet I was still forced out of my physical body! Saint Son of Huoling, hurry and kill that little bastard! Slay that little cur!" the crimson-gold figure shrieked savagely.

"Hm? The Saint Son of Huoling!"

"It's the Saint Son of the Huoling Holy Court!"

"Rumor has it that the Saint Son already possesses Quasi-Saint combat prowess and is just a hair's breadth away from becoming a Saint!"

"It's over!"

The cultivators from the various powers within Xianxu were astonished but couldn't help shaking their heads. That newcomer was doomed. The Saint Son of Huoling's reputation was well-earned. They reasoned that the Saint Son had been defeated before only due to a successful sneak attack that had caught him completely off guard. Now that this revered Saint Son had appeared in person, he would certainly not make the same mistake twice. The boy was as good as dead.

SWISH!

Just then, the Saint Son of Huoling transformed into a streak of firelight and pounced straight at Chen Zheng!

CRACKLE!

A claw tore through the air. "Heh!" the Saint Son sneered.

WHOOSH!

However, in that same instant, a flash of bloodlight swept past. The crimson-gold figure was sliced in half at the waist, and chunks of his flesh flew in all directions!

"You!" the Saint Son of Huoling screamed in agony.

He was the Saint Son of Huoling, a being with Quasi-Saint combat prowess! Yet, he had been annihilated in an instant without even a chance to resist.

"Master said no one gets to bully our family pet but me," the little fox said with a blink. "However, this young master is quite handsome. Master, I'm hungry. Can I eat this little brother?"

"No!" the crimson-gold figure screamed.

"What a pity. This little fox doesn't like eating humans anyway," the little fox sighed.

"Ancestor Chen, please spare—"

PFFT! Before the crimson-gold figure could finish his plea for mercy, a flash of cold light crossed his neck, and he perished completely.

WHOOSH!

The crimson-gold figure's Nascent Soul tried to escape.

"Hmph!"

Not far away, Chen Zheng raised his right hand and snatched the Nascent Soul out of the air.

"You... you said you'd let me go..." the crimson-gold figure stammered, stunned, as his Nascent Soul began to morph and struggle within Chen Zheng's grasp.

"There's no need to pretend, so-called Saint Son of Huoling. I know you're not the real one. You've merely merged with the true Saint Son, temporarily borrowing his cultivation. It's an unstable power you can't sustain; once the time limit is exceeded, you'll turn to ash. You should feel lucky you ran into me. If it had been anyone else, you'd have been obliterated by now," Chen Zheng said casually.

"You… how did you know I… was an impostor…?" the crimson-gold figure asked, his expression baffled.

"Because you're too weak," Chen Zheng replied, nonchalantly toying with the crimson-gold Nascent Soul.

"Ah? You... you're Ancestor Chen!" the crimson-gold Nascent Soul exclaimed after a few moments of silence, its eyes widening as it stared at Chen Zheng. "Are you… one of the strongest people in Xianxu? Who exactly are you?! Could it be that the old masters from the Immortal Realm mentioned in the rumors have come to Xianxu?"

The cultivators of Xianxu also fixed their gazes on Chen Zheng, their expressions filled with confusion. Once, a long time ago in Xianxu, there existed three giants from the Immortal Realm. They had left behind their legacies, and although these legacies rarely circulated within Xianxu, its various races still knew of them.

"Why have you gone quiet? Are you thinking about how you're going to kill me in a moment?" Chen Zheng asked with a smile.

"You're not one of them! You're not one of those three ancestors of Xianxu! I… I suspect you're from another great world!" the crimson-gold figure exclaimed, first hesitating, then vehemently shaking his head.

"You're quite clever," Chen Zheng commented, scanning the area. "This must be the core region of Xianxu, right?"

"Yes! You're the Lord of Xianxu, and this is its core region!" the crimson-gold figure snarled through clenched teeth.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

At that moment, the ancient city walls trembled violently as a gate materialized upon them. The ancient stone gate slowly creaked open, and a desolate aura swept out.

"Hm? Is the Gate of Xianxu opening?"

"Haha! This is our chance! Our great opportunity has arrived!"

"The Gate of Xianxu is opening! It must be because that guy angered the mysterious taboo, and now it's going to erase him!" the spectators shouted excitedly.

"That's a Sovereign. With the Gate of Xianxu opening, the forbidden being is bound to come out!" a powerful figure muttered, squinting at the ancient stone gate on the city wall.

"Sovereign? Hmph! That's just a pseudo-emperor!" another powerhouse replied coldly. "Our ancestors arranged for this Gate of Xianxu. This time, we, the beings of Xianxu, will be the ones to fight for the fortunes within it!"

"Heh heh! Don't you find that young man interesting?" a third powerhouse sneered malevolently. "A mere Profound Immortal, yet he dares to barge in here! But since he's courting death, we might as well send him on his way. An ant like that doesn't deserve to live!"

WHOOSH!

No sooner had the words been spoken than over a hundred cultivators suddenly rushed out from the ancient city. All of them were Golden Immortals, forming a massive army. The one at the forefront was a Golden Immortal Peak cultivator. Clad in golden armor, he radiated a dazzling golden light as if he were forged from gold itself.

"It's the Heavenly King's Palace! The people of the Heavenly King's Palace have finally appeared!"

"The Heavenly King's Palace sent their one hundred and eight generals! They must be planning to capture that brat!"

"Now that the people of the Heavenly King's Palace are here, that kid is doomed!"