The aura and brilliant flames surging from Chen Fei's body were astonishing, even making everyone present feel as though they were suffocating. And yet, the faces of Yii Xiao, the Fourth Elder of the Celestial Group, and Master Zhou Xuan were still twisted into smiles of utter, derisive contempt. In their eyes, no matter how outrageous or absurd this Chen Fei kid was, how could he possibly be a match for the combined strength of two SS+ Level powerhouses?

Not to mention, the Fourth Elder of the Celestial Group, who had already taken half a step into the SSS Level, wasn't nearly as injured as everyone imagined. It was merely a flesh wound. The power he could still wield was at least eighty percent of his peak condition. Wasn't that enough? In any case, the two of them were more than sufficient.

At this thought, the Fourth Elder of the Celestial Group couldn't help but stare sinisterly at Chen Fei, his laughter thick with mockery. "Haha, you little bastard, weren't you so arrogant before? Why are you silent now? Let me tell you, if I don't tear you to pieces today, I'll write my name backward!" As he spoke, a chilling murderous intent spread across his old face.

Clearly, he still vividly remembered the earlier scene; after all, it had brought him complete and utter shame. He had to kill the man before him to vent his hatred.

Seeing this, Yii Xiao's confidence suddenly seemed to swell.

He stared down at Chen Fei with a cold, contemptuous sneer. "You little bastard, if you kneel and beg for mercy now, confessing your sins, you might be able to salvage this. We could show mercy and spare your life, merely crippling your cultivation. Otherwise, don't blame us for not holding back when we strike. And then, hehe…" His cold laughter was full of arrogance and derision, certain that they had already won.

Witnessing this, many of the younger generation from the Four Departments of Capital City were aghast. This was already going too far—bullying the weak with numbers and the young with age—and now they were spewing such vile words in front of everyone.

This Fifth Elder of the Celestial Group, Yii Xiao, had truly gone too far; his character was utterly shameless and despicable.

"Not holding back? Alright, it seems I've suddenly found a good excuse." Just then, a mocking voice rang out, stunning everyone.

He's suddenly found a good excuse? What does he mean by that?

Instantly, everyone present turned their gaze toward the center of the collapsed main stage, to Chen Fei, who had remained perfectly calm from beginning to end without a hint of panic. For some reason, an incredible, almost absurd thought sprouted in their minds. Could it be that this kid isn't afraid at all?

And it wasn't just them. Even the scornful Yii Xiao suddenly felt a knot of panic tighten in his heart, a premonition that something terrible was about to happen.

He glared fiercely at Chen Fei, blustering to hide his fear. "You little bastard, what do you mean by that? Do you really think you have what it takes to turn the tables now?"

"What do I mean? Why ask so much? Won't you find out in a moment? Or are you getting scared now?" Chen Fei replied with an even more derisive smile.

Then, a terrifying glint of cold light flashed in his pitch-black, crystal-clear eyes.

"You…" Yii Xiao's face drained of color.

The Fourth Elder of the Celestial Group's face was also a mask of simmering rage and ferocity as he stared fixedly at Chen Fei. "You little bastard, I advise you not to be so arrogant."

"Minor Chi Snake Sword Formation!"

However, Chen Fei seemed to have already lost interest in dealing with them.

Immediately, everyone felt the air around them tremble as his chilling and strangely spine-tingling voice echoed grimly.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Then, before the horrified, widening eyes of the Fourth Elder and Yii Xiao, nine blazing Yan Swords burst from Chen Fei's body. An irrepressible roar and scorching power erupted like a volcano, sweeping violently across the area.

But that wasn't the most terrifying part. What followed was a stream of brilliant light wrapping around the nine Yan Swords, which then crazily converged and condensed in the hazy air. A moment later, a Flame Serpent so massive it could strangle an elephant slowly materialized before their horrified and trembling gazes.

Its emotionless eyes were locked onto the Fourth Elder of the Celestial Group.

With its appearance, a terrifyingly formidable and heart-stopping pressure swept across the area.

"ROAR!"

It threw its head back and unleashed a deafening roar that reverberated madly.

***

"GULP. W-what is that?" On a high platform not far away, even Zheng Weiguo couldn't help but swallow hard, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead in astonishment.

Clearly, the uncanny ability Chen Fei was displaying had completely unnerved him.

"A Sword Cultivator!?"

It wasn't just him. Even Liu Chudong and the other hidden figure… their expressions as they scanned the main battle stage had truly changed. Apparently, not even they had expected Chen Fei to be a Sword Cultivator. It was common knowledge that once a Sword Cultivator's training bore fruit, their superior offensive power meant that Qi Practitioners of the same level were no match for them.

So, if Chen Fei truly was a Sword Cultivator, this was no longer a game.

Even at one of the three Sacred Martial Grounds, the Kunlun Sword Cliff, one had to be a formal Initiate Disciple to even qualify to practice swordsmanship.

BOOM!

RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

While everyone was still reeling from the shock, the enormous Flame Serpent coiling in mid-air suddenly moved. The very air shook as it lunged toward the terror-stricken Fourth Elder of the Celestial Group, its flame-wreathed maw deafeningly transforming into a cage that sealed him within.

"Just stay put in there for a while. After I've dealt with him, I'll take care of you."

Back on the battlefield, Chen Fei's indifferent voice echoed next to Yii Xiao, whose expression had suddenly become extremely stiff and wary. Chen Fei then looked forward again.

"I'll give you one last chance. End it yourself, or I'll help you," Chen Fei's cold voice rang out again, causing Yii Xiao's face to contort violently.

"You, you, you… you little bastard, what are you trying to do!?" Yii Xiao shrieked, pointing a trembling finger at Chen Fei. His back, collar, and even his hair were already drenched in sweat. The look deep in his eyes was filled with sheer panic, even outright terror.

"What am I trying to do?" A slight smirk touched Chen Fei's lips. He snapped his fingers, and instantly, an eerie aura drifted through the air, causing Yii Xiao's heart to turn to ice. As if sensing something, he looked down and saw a flickering flame on his chest, madly trying to burrow into his flesh.

"No!" he screamed, staring at the sight in utter horror.

"To think you had the nerve to be so arrogant on the phone, when you're just a piece of trash who can't even take a single move from me," Chen Fei said, his voice laced with cold amusement as he gazed at the horrified Yii Xiao. "You want to stand up for the Chen Family? Are you even qualified?"

"L-little bastard, you've already won! What more do you want!?" Yii Xiao, perhaps having lost his mind, was still cursing, but the terror in his voice was unmistakable. He could feel the killing intent in Chen Fei's icy tone.

"Don't you think you're asking pointless questions? Did you forget what I told you on the phone?" Chen Fei smiled, but the curve of his lips remained cold.

"On… on the phone!?"

At these words, Yii Xiao trembled violently. The fear in his eyes became undeniable, spreading across his entire face. His aged features turned deathly pale, and his body shook as he shrieked, "L-little bastard, if you dare to lay a single finger on me, the Celestial Group will never let you go!"

"Little bastard, what are you doing!? Stop right now!" At that moment, the Bald Second Elder of the Celestial Group on the distant platform seemed to realize Chen Fei's intent, and his old face contorted with shock and fury as he roared.

BOOM!

The terrifying presence of a Late Innate Ancient Martial Artist at the SSS Level erupted, surging toward the main battle stage.

"Is that so?"

Yet Chen Fei seemed utterly oblivious to the terrifying pressure bearing down on him from behind.

With a slight curl of his lips, he flicked his finger.

SPURT!

In an instant, the flame that had been hovering over Yii Xiao's chest erupted with horrifying heat and astonishing Sword Qi. It tore through his body like it was rotten wood, instantly destroying all his meridians and his Dantian, and turning him into a human torch.

And so, the shocked crowd witnessed an unbelievable scene: Yii Xiao, the distinguished Fifth Elder of the Celestial Group, had become a blazing figure, being incinerated alive as his screams pierced the sky.

Not only that, it looks like… it looks like he's been crippled!?

"Little bastard, how dare you!?" The Bald Second Elder on the high platform was stunned by this turn of events, and his rage exploded, his old face twisting into a vicious, contorted mask.

This… this kid really has the audacity to do this? To cripple an Elder of the Celestial Group right in front of so many high-ranking officials from the Four Departments of Capital City, on our own territory!?

It wasn't just the Bald Second Elder who found it unbelievable. The other leaders from the Four Departments of Capital City, and even Zheng Weiguo, couldn't bring themselves to believe it.

And yet… the facts were laid bare before them, leaving no room for doubt.

"Hehe, my apologies. Elder Yii was just too strong, so I couldn't control my strength and went a little too hard," Chen Fei said in response to the Bald Second Elder's furious roar. The corner of his mouth curled as he delivered the glib line, instantly stupefying everyone present.

You were just standing there without moving an inch, and you're spouting nonsense about him being 'too strong' and you 'losing control'? Isn't that just blatant, shameless lying!? Yet, not a single person present could find the words to refute Smooth-Talker Chen.

Damn it, I'm just a wet-behind-the-ears kid in my twenties. Daring to stand on stage to 'exchange pointers' with a nearly hundred-year-old Elder of the Celestial Group, an SS+ Level powerhouse, is already incredibly brave of me.

So, losing control is perfectly normal, isn't it?

After all, who could expect any less when facing a Celestial Group Elder whose strength was so… 'extraordinary'?

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