Two Realms: I Will Become the Immortal Emperor

Chapter 250: Chapter 225: A Fierce Dragon Crosses the River

When one carries a sharp weapon, killing intent naturally arises.

To say nothing of the long-standing feud between them, where every grievance was a blood debt that could only be settled by death.

Besides, the other party was clearly looking for trouble.

Now that Chen Che wanted to leave, Hu Haiqing wasn’t about to let him go, so he instinctively reached out to block him.

What he hadn’t expected, however, was that Chen Che was far more decisive than he had imagined:

The moment his hand shot out like a claw, Chen Che, as if having anticipated it all along, calmly sidestepped. He dodged the grab and simultaneously struck out with his own palm.

But Hu Haiqing paid it no mind. He even brought his right hand down, intending to press down on Chen Che’s shoulder. A faint, mocking sneer even appeared in his eyes.

However, that hint of mockery instantly turned to agony.

Chen Che’s right palm had already landed on his chest. With the Qi and Blood of the Foundation Establishment Fourth Layer, he could fully activate the Nine Shocking Ape Strikes. The palm strike seemed casual, but as it landed, it was like the toppling of Tai Mountain. A vast, immense force erupted in an instant.

BANG!

A deafening crack rang out.

Hu Haiqing’s body shuddered. His outer robe was torn to shreds on the spot, revealing the Solid Armor Magical Artifact he wore underneath. His feet slid several yards across the ground, carving two deep grooves in the pavement before he finally managed to stop.

"Chen Che!"

Hu Haiqing roared, his voice cold as ice.

"Inner Armor, tsk..."

Looking at the hand-seal-shaped dent in the armor, Chen Che raised an eyebrow, a hint of regret in his tone.

The force of that palm strike had been nullified by almost seventy or eighty percent by the armor.

WHOOSH!

Everything had happened in a flash. The Hu Family cultivators snapped back to reality and, with a series of SHINGS, drew their weapons, glaring at Chen Che like tigers eyeing their prey. Meanwhile, Meng Changtu’s eyes turned ice-cold as he gripped the black blade on his back.

The surrounding pedestrians gasped in unison.

It was known that magical combat between cultivators sometimes occurred in Primordial City, but it was rare for Foundation Establishment Cultivators to fight. It was even rarer to see them attack each other so brazenly in public.

"This was premeditated, wasn’t it?"

Chen Che narrowed his eyes as he looked at the halted Hu Haiqing.

With his Divine Sense, he could already perceive several squads of Primordial Sect law enforcement members at the end of the street. But instead of rushing over, they were merely watching from a distance. Seeing this, how could Chen Che not understand what was going on?

"You seem to have been waiting for me to come out for a long time."

"You’re a clever one."

Hu Haiqing reached back and gripped the greatsword on his back. As he did, he seemed to grow taller, and the aura of a Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer cultivator swept out fiercely. His eyes gleamed with a cold light:

"I will cut you down and settle all our debts, new and old."

With that, he took a single step.

Hu Haiqing descended like a lion from the mountains, wrapped in a gale of wind, and charged in front of Chen Che in the blink of an eye. At the same time, he swung his greatsword. A massive curtain of sword light, like a peacock spreading its tail, fell swiftly, blanketing the area as it chopped toward Chen Che’s head.

Wielding the heavy as if it were light; a heavy sword has no edge.

SCREEECH! A deep sword gash appeared on the ground.

"CLANG!"

Chen Che flipped his Pure Jun Sword and held it horizontally before him, managing to block the blow.

The sound was like the sudden tolling of a great temple bell.

"CRACK!"

The ground beneath Chen Che’s feet sank. The stone slabs shattered inch by inch, turning to dust and billowing outwards.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, Hu Haiqing wasn’t alarmed but pleased. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat. Twelve silver needles, like glints of cold light, shot out directly from his mouth.

A Tier Two High Grade Magical Artifact:

Ice Light Needles!

With a PUFF, his True Essence Shield was pierced instantly. In that split second, the twelve steel needles grazed Chen Che’s cheek and, with a DING, embedded themselves deep into the ground, leaving no trace.

’He dodged it?’

Hu Haiqing’s expression froze.

He had used this move to kill countless cultivators of the same tier in an instant.

However, he didn’t know that Chen Che’s Divine Sense was immense, allowing him to detect the attack the moment Hu Haiqing opened his mouth.

But magical combat is decided in an instant; a moment of shock can lead to a fatal disaster. Almost simultaneously, with a thought from Chen Che, a massive black chain shot out from his wrist, flying through the air to wrap around Hu Haiqing.

Hu Haiqing’s expression changed, and he rapidly retreated backward.

However, the Black Dragon Lock Chain was just a feint. The real killing move was the Little Chick. The Little Chick flapped its wings and, in the blink of an eye, grew to several yards in size. Its talons clamped down directly on Hu Haiqing’s shoulders. A surging, immense force erupted, causing the ground beneath his feet to explode with a bang.

At the same time, its sharp beak pecked viciously toward his head.

"Clan Head..."

The Hu Family cultivators cried out in alarm and lunged toward Chen Che in unison.

But by then, Meng Changtu had already made his move. He swung his giant blade, creating a clap of thunder as he intercepted the crowd.

However, Hu Haiqing was the head of a clan, after all. Since he dared to provoke a fight, he had surely come fully prepared. Even as his arms were pinned, he summoned a Turtle Shell Shield to block the Little Chick’s peck.

"DONG!"

An even more shocking sound than before erupted. The Turtle Shell Shield trembled violently, sending sparks flying. The intangible sound formed a visible shockwave, like a stampede of ten thousand horses, that swept out in all directions. A hurricane-like WHOOSH filled everyone’s ears.

At the same moment, Hu Haiqing’s True Essence surged. He forcibly pried open the Little Chick’s talons and rapidly retreated several steps, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground.

The entire area fell silent.

Meng Changtu came to Chen Che’s side. Seeing this, the dozen or so Major Cultivators of the Hu Family all moved to stand behind Hu Haiqing, sweeping their icy gazes over the two.

At this moment, the crowd of onlookers had become a sea of people, completely blocking the streets on both sides. It had been a long time since Foundation Establishment Cultivators had fought in Primordial City, especially with such killing intent, where every move was meant to be fatal.

"I seem to have underestimated you!"

Hu Haiqing narrowed his eyes. After today’s battle, his killing intent soared.

’This kid is too dangerous. Not only did my careful preparations fail to kill him, but I almost got myself killed instead.’

"Form the array!"

Gripping his greatsword, Hu Haiqing shouted softly.

As his voice fell, twelve Major Cultivators stepped out from behind him, immediately fanning out. As they moved, their breathing, True Essence flow, and even their heartbeats became uncannily synchronized, as if they were mirror images.

A murmur went through the crowd, but it was quickly suppressed.

Although they didn’t recognize the formation, they knew that Chen Che and Meng Changtu alone would likely be unable to withstand such a force.

Of course, Hu Haiqing thought so too, and a smile had already appeared on his face. But the smile immediately froze. A commotion erupted from the crowd as Rong Zhongxuan, Lu Qinglian, and Yu Sihai swiftly flew over to stand behind Chen Che.

At the same time, Meng Clan members who had heard the commotion also rushed over, gathering behind the two.

"Huh?"

Just then, another cry came from the crowd. A silver-haired man carrying a long spear on his back was also walking over.

It was the Patriarch of the Lu Family, Lu Yuntian.

With his appearance, a dozen or so Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Lu Family also came to stand behind Chen Che.

"Hmm?"

Chen Che was taken aback, clearly not having expected this.

People have a herd mentality.

Cultivators are no exception.

The Major Cultivators of Yunzhou were naturally aware of the feud between Jinyun Valley and the Hu Family. Now, seeing that both the Meng and Lu Families had chosen to support Chen Che, some of the auction house regulars paused to consider, then also walked forward. They might not be willing to fight to the death for him.

But in a situation that looked like a sure win, they were perfectly happy to bolster the numbers and do a favor for Valley Master Chen.

In just a few breaths, more than four hundred Foundation Establishment Cultivators had gathered behind Chen Che, Meng Changtu, and Lu Yuntian.

At this moment, Hu Haiqing’s expression finally changed. He let out a long sigh and looked toward the end of the street. Almost simultaneously, an angry, thunderous roar came from that direction:

"All of you, stop right now!"

"Who’s that?"

One of the spectating Major Cultivators looked annoyed, but when he looked up, his annoyance instantly turned to tension.

"It’s Zhou Jing, one of the Four Great Commanders of Primordial City’s East District! He’s in charge of guarding the East District... When did the Hu Family get connected with him?"

CLATTER CLATTER CLATTER!

As he spoke, the sound of dense footsteps approached.

Several squads of Primordial Sect law enforcement members roughly pushed through the crowd and barged into the center of the confrontation. Their leader was an armored Foundation Establishment cultivator. He swept a cold gaze over everyone, then pointed a finger at Chen Che:

"Arrest him!"

"Commander Zhou, how domineering!"

Meng Changtu also understood what was happening. Hu Haiqing must have bribed him.

"I wonder what crime he has committed to warrant you leading a team to arrest him personally?"

"Meng Changtu."

The armored Foundation Establishment cultivator glanced at him casually and sneered.

"Chen Che, the Valley Master of Jinyun Valley, has acted unscrupulously within Primordial City and gathered hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators. I suspect he is connected to the Evil Cultivator Xiao Chan, so I am taking him in for questioning. Do you have any objections? Or perhaps you’re also associated with that evil cultivator?"

At these words, many people looked at Chen Che with pity.

Everyone knew, of course, that this was just a flimsy pretext to pin a crime on him.

"Arrest him!"

The armored Foundation Establishment cultivator waved his hand.

"According to our sect’s rules, anyone involved with the Evil Cultivator Xiao Chan is to be killed without mercy!"

"Those who harbor them will be punished by the same rule!"

He already exuded a heavy Evil Qi when he arrived, and with these words, his killing intent became palpable.

Everyone looked stunned.

After all, they didn’t have the audacity of Xiao Chan, who dared to openly challenge the Primordial Sect.

The faces of Meng Changtu, Lu Qinglian, and Yu Sihai changed drastically. They knew that if they resisted now, they would surely be hunted down by the Primordial Sect. But if Chen Che was taken into the Primordial Sect’s custody, his fate would be just as bleak, if not worse.

"Brother-in-law, you’ve caused quite a scene."

Zhou Jing turned to look at Hu Haiqing.

"This is all thanks to your intervention, Brother."

Hu Haiqing bowed obsequiously, though his eyes were filled with indignation. ’If I hadn’t made these arrangements in advance, I might have really fallen here today.’

Many of the spectating cultivators shook their heads, sighed, and prepared to leave.

To outsiders, Zhou Jing’s appearance had already sealed the outcome. Triumphant smiles appeared on the faces of Hu Haiqing and the Hu Family cultivators. Chen Che narrowed his eyes, watching the law enforcement members who had now walked up to him, his Qi Mechanism churning like a furious tide.

’Do they really think I don’t dare to challenge the Primordial Sect?’

’If we’re going to tear all pretense aside, then I’ll just have to slaughter them until the rivers run with blood!’

However, just as this thought crossed his mind, the Little Chick suddenly let out a clear cry that pierced the heavens, its gaze fixed on the pitch-black sky. Every cultivator present sensed something and looked up at the sky in unison. A bone-chilling sensation made the hair on their bodies stand on end.

Chen Che was no different. He could feel an incomparably immense aura rapidly approaching.

Almost at the same time, a figure wearing a cloak and a ghost-faced mask seemed to step directly out of the void and hover in mid-air. Under the moonlight, everyone’s gaze fell upon this suddenly-appeared figure.

"A Golden Core True Master?"

Everyone looked stunned.

Chen Che’s gaze sharpened. ’Thousand Eyes True Master!’

In the next moment, the Thousand Eyes True Master was looking down quietly.