Dominating Martial King
Chapter 680: 304: Refining Evil Spirits (Please Subscribe)_2

Chapter 680: Chapter 304: Refining Evil Spirits (Please Subscribe)_2

He found that Leng Chanra not only lacked any intention to draw his sword to stop the situation, his eyes and brows even revealed a sense of anticipation.

This guy seemed as if he couldn’t wait for the Wind and Thunder Ancient Sword to damage Fang Bu Yuan’s corpse, transferring the wrath of Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall’s Great Elder Fang Zheng afterward.

However, why did Senior Brother Gu suddenly want to look at Fang Bu Yuan’s ice coffin and strike at his body?

Did he see something in the space-time tunnel?

Just as Chu Xisheng was contemplating this. The Wind and Thunder Ancient Sword stopped precisely half an inch away from Fang Bu Yuan’s forehead. Then, with furrowed brows, it was sheathed back into its scabbard.

Leng Chanra’s gaze showed immense disappointment, but his face was uncontrollably enraged, “Senior Brother Gu, I will report today’s incident to Elder Fang truthfully!”

“Suit yourself!”

The Wind and Thunder Ancient Sword shook its head indifferently, then turned to explain to the crowd, “You may not believe it, but in the space-time tunnel, I also sensed a figure passing by me. His form was square, very much like Fang Bu Yuan.”

Leng Chanra immediately knitted his brows, “That’s impossible! The ice coffin has been in my possession the whole time, it has never slipped away.”

The Wind and Thunder Ancient Sword, with a calm expression, sheathed the sword, “It’s also possible that I was mistaken.”

Upon hearing this, Chu Xisheng’s brows deeply furrowed.

He was getting confused by the talk of these people.

At this moment, the situation was extremely awkward.

Among the crowd, Leng Chanra was the most suspicious, yet there was no direct evidence.

It seemed somewhat excessive to execute someone for murder based on this alone.

However, the matter of Chu Ming being attacked couldn’t be glossed over either, letting the real culprit escape scot-free.

After concentrating for a moment, Chu Xisheng spoke up decisively, “Because of today’s event, Brother Leng, it’s hard to clear your suspicion. From now on, you must stay by my side, under my personal supervision! Without my permission, you may not leave on your own accord.”

Leng Chanra was initially startled, his eyes displaying dissatisfaction.

Then his mind shifted, reasoning that this was the same as before, wasn’t it? Nothing had changed.

He had anyway intended to follow Chu Xisheng and had no plans to leave.

Chu Ming, however, showed a furious expression, her face ashen with rage, “Are we just going to let this incident slide? I nearly lost my life just now.”

“Brother Fang is already dead!”

The implicit meaning in Chu Xisheng’s words was that since Fang Bu Yuan, the son of the Great Elder of the Mountain Patrol Hall, had already died, what were you, Chu Ming?

Aren’t you still alive and well?

He turned his head and gave a cold look, “We are neither born of the Disciplinary Hall nor have concrete proof; we cannot overstep our bounds. Junior Sister Chu, do you want to butcher him? Or tie him up?”

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

The matter with Leng Chanra was indeed tricky to handle.

Since they were all fellow sect members, they had to consider the precepts of the sect.

Wronging someone would further affect the camaraderie between brothers.

Wang Xizhu loosened her grip on her sword and nodded slightly, “That’s fine. With Junior Brother Chu watching over him, even if Brother Leng is indeed the traitor and the real murderer, he won’t be able to cause harm.”

She had complete faith in Chu Xisheng’s abilities and character.

Chu Ming grew even more annoyed.

What use was Chu Xisheng’s so-called ‘supervision’?

Just moments ago, Leng Chanra had nearly killed her right under Chu Xisheng’s watch.

She looked around at the people present, trying to find support but noticed that everyone, either lost in thought or nodding in agreement, had no intention to object.

Chu Ming was infuriated and utterly disappointed.

Then her expression shifted slightly, and she smirked, “Then I might as well stay with Brother Chu too. Brother Chu’s Sword Skill is invincible and unmatched; your side is indeed the safest place within this Secret Realm.”

Chu Ming then made eye contact with Chu Xisheng, “My current situation is precarious, I’m sure Brother Chu wouldn’t hesitate to lend a hand to a fellow sect member, right?”

She surmised that Long Heihu’s plot against Chu Xisheng had most likely failed.

Thus, indeed, there was no safer place inside the Secret Realm than by Chu Xisheng’s side.

Chu Ming harbored a sinister thought in her heart.

By her judgment, Chu Xisheng perhaps wouldn’t mind using someone else’s hand to get rid of her.

If she stayed by Chu Xisheng’s side, she would prevent him from acting against her.

Not only would this guy be unable to get rid of her, he would also have to exert himself to protect her—wouldn’t that be killing two birds with one stone?

Upon hearing this, Chu Xisheng felt a wave of disgust as if he had swallowed a fly.

He silently vowed that once his cultivation broke through to Fourth Grade and he gained some ability to protect himself, he would indeed find a way to get rid of this woman for good.

Too disgusting——

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15 minutes later, a group led by Chu Xisheng arrived under a gigantic long spear.

The shaft of this long spear required forty people to encompass it, and just the portion exposed above ground was about a hundred feet tall.

Its grade was as high as Second Grade, and the force and evil spirit it emitted made it impossible for any life form to easily approach within two hundred yards of it.

Even the cultivators, including Chu Xisheng, could get only as close as within fifty yards.

Once inside fifty yards, one’s mind would endure a heavy pressure, feeling as though their head was being sliced open.

Interestingly, the ferocity of this long spear seemed even stronger and more domineering than the two First-grade Divine Weapons from the Divine Weapon Institute of Zhengyang Martial Arts Academy.

In reality, this is because the two First-grade Divine Weapons within the Institute counteracted each other, nullifying their presence. The minor Soldier Evil that emanated from the Divine Weapon Institute was merely residue, lacking even a hint of Dao Rhythm.

This long spear, however, benefited from the omnipresent Divine Blood nurturing in this location, keeping its Soldier Evil at its peak, erupting like a volcano.

However, this also meant that the Soldier Evil was filled with more impurities and was more challenging to extract and refine.

Chu Xisheng found a stone nearby and seated himself with crossed legs.