The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1078: Utterly Shameless

Chapter 1078: Chapter 1078: Utterly Shameless

"The hilt of this sword bears the inscription ’Slaughter the Heavens.’"

"Just the name alone carries the force of ten thousand jun."

"Whenever a famous sword emerges, it is named to reflect its sword spirit."

"Only those with a domineering spirit in their hearts would dare to name it ’Slaughter the Heavens.’"

"The sword contains a strand of residual thought, ’Damn it all, I, the Nether Sea Dragon Venerable, actually perished here, becoming food in the mouths of others. I will not accept this, I refuse to accept...’"

"This sword is likely the one he was seeking."

"However, the sword is not yet with him, and before it could amass its power, it was captured by the master of this place."

"Before his death, the Nether Sea Dragon Venerable entrusted his divine soul to the sword, tearing through the ground a hundred meters deep, hoping to be reborn from the earth one day."

"As a result of time, what remains is merely a strand of residual thought."

"Yet even so, this powerful residual thought causes the Sword of Slaughter to thunderously roar, turning the clouds in the sky a crimson red."

"The Sword of Slaughter is inherently vicious."

"Having now absorbed the bloodline power of various divine beasts, its malevolence is unimaginably profound."

"Despite Murong Chong’s normally tranquil state of mind, he too is tainted by the sword’s vicious aura, and almost falls into a maddened frenzy."

"At a crucial moment, his own bloodline surges, completely suppressing this vicious aura, as if it was naturally destined to counteract it."

"Without time to ponder further, geniuses from various tribes have already rushed through the skies, surrounding him."

"Their eyes are all fixed upon this divine sword."

"Some directly threaten, ’Hand over the divine sword, and you shall be spared from death!’"

"Others exclaim arrogantly, ’The sword is too ferocious for you to control. Hand it over to our Divine Clan, and we guarantee your safety!’"

"Murong Chong knew that he was destined for the sword, and how could he easily relinquish that which he had arduously discovered in the Mass Burial Mound."

"Without exchanging further words, a great battle ensued."

"Chu Feng and Wang Jie, who was nearby comprehending the Golden-Winged Great Roc Bloodline, rushed over and joined the chaotic battle."

"Chu Feng was still manageable, but Wang Jie and Murong Chong had too shallow cultivation levels."

"After all, Wang Jie had also broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, while Murong Chong had yet to reveal his strength. Last time in the Southern Barbarian State underground, he intended to make a breakthrough but was stopped by Long Fei."

"A group of geniuses from various tribes chased the three of them through this small world with their secret treasures, engaging in a relentless assault lasting three days."

"Not just Wang Jie and Murong Chong, even Chu Feng was soaked in blood, and his bones were shattered several times."

"Out of over a thousand Foreign Tribes that entered from outside the domain, eight hundred were alive, with more than three hundred dead or injured at the hands of these three."

"Yet still, five hundred surrounded them, driving them to the edge of a volcano brimming with volcanic magma."

"In these days, the volcanic magma has been undergoing changes."

"The spiritual energy within clearly diminished, and from the center, columns of water erupted towards the sky as though something was trying to emerge."

"Chu Feng, holding the Overlord Spear in hand, stood in front of Wang Jie and Murong Chong, secretly hoping that Long Fei would make his appearance soon."

"Even after more than a month, he still believed confidently that Long Fei was not dead."

"In the current situation, their only hope rested on this."

"Not only the geniuses from outside domains were contending for Wang Jie and Murong Chong’s opportunity, but also Jin Yuanba, Zichuan, Jiang Chuan, Lin Daoyi and others who had come with them had now completely turned against them, joining the group vying for the magical treasures."

"Jin Yuanba, wielding a pair of golden Thunder Drum Golden Hammers, pointed at Chu Feng and shouted, ’You are no match for those people, hand over the opportunity to us and we will ensure your safety.’"

"Lin Daoyi of Mount Mao ominously said, ’Good fortune should not flow into the fields of outsiders; we are from the same world and should help each other. Hand over the divine sword to me, and let’s fight the enemy side by side.’"

"Yi Qingyun of Chang’an Academy, the son of a Prime Minister, said, ’Brother Wang, we both come from Chang’an Academy. The Domain Gate is soon to open, hand me this opportunity, and I will bring you all back together.’"

"Shenxu Jiang Chuan coldly stated, ’Murong Chong, this sword is fated for my Divine Clan, you cannot wield it—give it to me!’"

"The other geniuses, with avaricious gleams in their eyes, coldly watched them like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing sheep."

The geniuses from beyond the domain stared at their internal strife, with a look of profit from their confrontational situation.

They were all too eager for a battle to erupt between the two sides, so they could profit like a fisherman watching the fight.

Wang Jie couldn’t help but curse, "Shameless scoundrels, to think we all come from the same world. Instead of helping each other, you’re even more vicious than thieves from foreign realms. If you want opportunities, go find them yourselves. What skill is there in robbing others?"

"I want to kill!"

Murong Chong clenched his teeth in anger, his face red with fury, his white robe stained with fresh blood, his hands also covered in blood, making this red Sword God even redder.

A normally honest person being pushed to this point, there was no one else left.

No one noticed that the blood from his hands kept merging with the sword, sending out faint glimmers of blood light upon the blade.

In the midst of the great battle, between life and death.

Chu Feng still appeared indifferent, turning his head towards the Banished Immortal Clan’s maiden and asked loudly, "Fairy, does our bet still stand?"

"A bet?"

"What is this guy rambling about?"

"When did Chang Xi Fairy make a bet with him?"

A group of geniuses from beyond the domain swiftly turned their attention to the maiden from the Banished Immortal Clan.

The Banished Immortal maiden’s face flushed with anger, her eyes filled with killing intent as she glared at Chu Feng, ignoring him.

After so many days, she didn’t believe that the two in the volcanic magma could still be alive.

Chu Feng’s magical treasure, she no longer coveted.

Currently, her eyes were only on the longsword in Murong Chong’s hand.

Dragon-Tiger Mountain’s Zhang Ziheng held the Dragon-Tiger Seal, glaring at Chu Feng as he berated loudly, "Stop changing the subject and wasting everyone’s time. Are you seeking opportunities or courting death? Make your choice quickly!"

Chu Feng cursed back, "Zhang family’s petty thief, you dare threaten me. Have a one-on-one fight if you’re brave, what’s the skill in relying on numbers?"

"How audacious!"

Zhang Ziheng’s eyes widened, truly wanting to step out and have a big fight with Chu Feng.

However, he soon realized what Chu Feng was trying to do with the provocative taunt, attempting to divide and conquer them.

He wasn’t stupid enough to take the risk. Even though it was a bit embarrassing, he pushed back coldly, "What a joke, you are nothing but fish on the chopping block, what face do you have to make this young master fight you one-on-one. Stop wasting time, if you do not hand over the opportunities, we will make our move!"

Lin Daoyi from Mount Mao urged with impatience, "Why bother with so much talk, let’s just fight together!"

His Mount Mao’s Treasured Sword of the Three Pure Ones soared out first, striking harshly towards Chu Feng.

Other big sects from the South Yangtze, Mount Shu’s Zichuan with his Ziyi Sword, Dragon-Tiger Mountain’s Zhang Ziheng with the Dragon-Tiger Seal, and Wudang Sect’s Lin Daoqi with his Seven-Star Sword followed suit, instantly causing the surrounding space to shake chaotically.

Violent winds arose, mountains shattered, five-colored divine light flashed wildly, causing all the geniuses around to squint their eyes.

The four of them attacked, but those who came with them did not move.

Everyone knew that the first to make a move was the first to take a risk.

In a desperate fight, injuring oneself meant missing the opportunity.

So even among the united top ten geniuses, at this moment, there was also internal strife of sitting on the hill to watch the tigers fight.

"A crowd of rabble, what is there to fear!"

Chu Feng held the Overlord Spear, stood in front of Wang Jie and Murong Chong, and roared loudly.

On him, a Vajra Bracelet shot out, clashing with the Dragon-Tiger Seal first.

With a thunderous boom, the two Earth Immortal level magic artifacts collided, you can imagine their might, turning the surrounding vegetation and rocks to dust in an instant, stirring up swirling gusts spreading in all directions.

"Together in life and death!"

Wang Jie and Murong Chong shouted, lining up respectively against Lin Daoyi of Mount Mao and Wudang’s Lin Daoqi.

Both of these men were comparatively weaker in strength.

Chu Feng alone battled Mount Shu’s Zichuan and Dragon-Tiger Mountain’s Zhang Ziheng; on one hand, using the Vajra Bracelet to remotely suppress Zhang Ziheng, on the other his long spear swirling, carrying the compelling might of the stars and constellations, clashing directly with Zichuan’s Ziyi Sword.