Still feeling a bit dazed, Yan Qing completely failed to notice the hint of a smile in Chen Changsheng's eyes.
And perhaps due to their previous interactions, having realized that Chen Changsheng was an extremely easygoing person, Yan Qing had become much bolder.
"Brother Chen, what are we going to the Xuanyu Sect for? Are we going to return the Xuanyu Bell to them?"
She knew that Wang Xuan had brought out the Xuanyu Sect's ultimate treasure.
Now that Wang Xuan was dead, and killed by Chen Changsheng no less, she subconsciously assumed that Chen Changsheng was going to return the bell.
After all, the strength of the Xuanyu Sect alone was no weaker than all the experts of the Great Yan Kingdom combined. Chen Changsheng must be quite worried about that, right?
However, upon hearing this, Chen Changsheng shook his head disdainfully.
"Return the Xuanyu Bell? Why should I return it?"
"I have already given the Xuanyu Bell to Senior Chi Yan as a token of apology. This trip to the Xuanyu Sect is to demand the grand formation that pairs with it."
"Huh?"
Yan Qing was dumbfounded.
"How could the Xuanyu Sect possibly agree to such a thing?"
"Heh, they will agree."
After saying this, Chen Changsheng pushed the speed of the flying ship beneath his feet to its absolute limit.
The royal capital of the Great Yan Kingdom was tens of millions of miles away from the Xuanyu Sect.
But for him, it was merely a matter of a few hours.
And this was only because the flying ship beneath his feet was merely a mid-grade magical treasure.
If he were to fly with his full strength by transforming into a streak of light, it wouldn't even take him half an hour.
With his current speed, if he were still on Earth from his previous life, he could fly around the globe twenty times in a single minute.
It wasn't just his speed; his physical body, divine sense, magical power, and so on had all undergone a qualitative transformation long ago.
Now, even without using any magical treasures or spells, Chen Changsheng was confident that he could easily crush an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if that cultivator were at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul realm and held a spiritual weapon, it would be no exception.
This was the qualitative leap brought to him by the Yin-Yang Secret Record and his awakened, minor-accomplishment Yin-Yang Sacred Body.
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The Xuanyu Sect.
As one of the top three sects in the Tianluo Kingdom.
And possessing the deepest foundation among the three.
The entire sect was extravagantly built upon a mountain range overflowing with spiritual energy.
The sect boasted four Nascent Soul ancestors.
Nearly a hundred Golden Core elders.
Over a thousand Foundation Establishment inner core disciples.
And over a hundred thousand Qi Condensation and Body Tempering outer sect disciples.
Such a powerful force could even directly clash with the combined strength of all the sects in the Great Yan Kingdom.
However, within this prosperous sect, all the elders and disciples were currently filled with absolute terror. Some of those with weaker cultivation even felt as if their lives could be terminated at any moment.
The mountain gate of the Xuanyu Sect, spanning tens of thousands of miles, was now enveloped by a suddenly activated grand sect-protecting formation.
Yet, this grand formation, capable of easily withstanding the combined attacks of over a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators, was now showing traces of cracks, and the cracks were rapidly multiplying.
Above the formation, a man stood on a flying ship, accompanied by a peerless beauty. Ten thousand streams of radiant light danced around him, as if he were treading upon the myriad Dao, looking down at them like a deity.
The elders and disciples watched with their own eyes as their invincible sect-protecting formation, under the attack of the myriad streams of light surrounding that man, was unable to resist and shattered by more than half from just a single strike.
The sect master of the Xuanyu Sect, Sikong Sheng, was a middle-aged man who looked extremely majestic, but at this moment, his face was full of dread as he looked at the figure above.
"Who on earth are you!? Why are you attacking our sect's grand formation!?"
"Heh, Sect Master truly is a forgetful person of high status. Have you already forgotten the sect traitor you ordered to be expelled one hundred and forty-three years ago?"
The person hovering above the Xuanyu Sect was none other than Chen Changsheng.
At this moment, Chen Changsheng looked down at the middle-aged man with an unruly expression.
Back then, it was this very man before him who, after hearing Wang Yuan claim that he had sold sect secrets, casually ordered his foundation to be crippled and then completely ignored his fate.
Standing beside Chen Changsheng, Yan Qing looked at the three Nascent Soul cultivators and over eighty Golden Core experts who had gathered, her legs trembling in fear.
Is this the worldly experience Grandpa wanted me to gain?
I've gained it, I've definitely gained it!
So, can we go back now?
However, she also recalled what Chen Changsheng had said during their first meeting, about Wang Xuan expelling him from the sect.
Clearly, Brother Chen harbored a very deep grudge against the Xuanyu Sect.
"One hundred and forty-three years ago!? Could you be Chen Changsheng!?"
A look of astonishment flashed across Sikong Sheng's face.
"How is that possible? Your Dao foundation was crippled back then; your cultivation shouldn't have been able to advance an inch! Moreover, in just a short span of a little over a hundred years, how could you have broken through to the Nascent Soul realm!?"
"Heh, nothing is impossible. I came to the Xuanyu Sect today to do only three things."
Chen Changsheng said, ignoring Sikong Sheng's ugly expression, and held up his fingers.
"Revenge, revenge! And more revenge!!!"
Hearing this, Yan Qing looked at Chen Changsheng in bewilderment, thinking to herself, isn't that just one thing?
Besides, weren't they here to demand the core formation that paired with the Xuanyu Bell?
But the next moment, Yan Qing was startled by Sikong Sheng's furious shout from below.
"Insolent! Where are the three Grand Elders! Help me take down this bastard!"
After Sikong Sheng spoke, two old men quietly appeared beside him, looking at him with confused expressions.
"Sect Master, what exactly is the situation?"
The arrivals were precisely the remaining two Grand Elders of the Xuanyu Sect.
They cultivated bitterly year-round and rarely showed their faces in the sect, except when they were needed to manage the Xuanyu Bell.
Now that the sect's grand formation had been mostly shattered, they had hurriedly ended their secluded cultivation.
But Sikong Sheng didn't answer them immediately. Instead, he said in dissatisfaction, "Where is Grand Elder Wang Xuan? This concerns a crisis for the sect, why hasn't he appeared yet? Without the Xuanyu Bell, how can we fully activate the core sect-protecting formation?"
Hearing this from outside the formation, the corners of Chen Changsheng's mouth curled into a smirk.
"That old dog Wang Xuan? He has already gone on a step ahead of you."
"Next, it's your turn!"
After Chen Changsheng finished speaking, he didn't give the three of them time to react. The myriad streams of divine light around him bloomed with dazzling brilliance, intending to completely shred the sect-protecting formation before him.
"Insolent!"
"How dare you, brat!"
Before Sikong Sheng could speak, the two Grand Elders, who still only had a half-baked understanding of the situation, couldn't help but erupt in anger.
Although they didn't know what had happened, anyone who dared to attack them was an irreconcilable mortal enemy.
The two elders attacked instantly. The full-powered strike of two great Nascent Soul experts caused the heavens and earth within a radius of several thousand miles to change color.
However, seeing this, Chen Changsheng neither dodged nor evaded. He merely reached out and clenched his fist, as if the myriad Dao of heaven and earth were entirely grasped in his hand.
One punch.
The seemingly apocalyptic attacks of the two mid-stage Nascent Soul experts vanished into nothingness.
At the same time, the Myriad Transformations Sword Gourd also displayed its terrifying might as a top-grade offensive spiritual weapon for the very first time.
Pfft-ch-ch-ch—
In the mere instant of contact, the Xuanyu Sect's already dilapidated sect-protecting formation could no longer hold on, and was completely shattered open.
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