Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 254 - 252: Storm of Killing Intent

"Patriarch!"

A group of Chen Family Martial Artists watched the surrounding space, terrified, hastily giving warning!

Chen Wanxing suppressed the raging inferno and searing hatred within his chest with all his might, barely restraining himself!

"Xu Yang!"

He roared hoarsely, shaking heaven and earth!

The fury in his voice made even the middle-aged men outside this region involuntarily shudder in fear!

First his younger sister and nephew, then his daughter, the Chen Family’s Grand Elder, and more than half the prodigies, until finally, his proudest son was utterly ruined!

All died at Xu Yang’s hands!

This boundless hatred—no amount of blood for blood could ever soothe the anguish in his heart!

Killing Xu Yang would not revive any of them!

Chen Wanxing’s hatred twisted his very soul!

Crash!

The fire-mist slowly faded, revealing Xu Yang’s silhouette.

He abruptly rose, his gaze sweeping over those of the Periphery Void, eyes finally locking on Chen Wanxing.

"Mr. Chen, you’re still as hot-tempered as ever after all these days!"

"How are Chen Chong and Zheng Qi?"

One was his own son, the other his own nephew!

Xu Yang spoke in a mocking tone—there was no possible way this was a sincere inquiry!

These words were no less than salting the gaping wounds of Chen Wanxing!

The Chen Family’s martial elites were beside themselves with wrath, faces contorted beyond reason!

"Little bastard! Once I catch you, I’ll lock you in a pig cage and torture you for a lifetime, so you beg for life yet cannot seek death!"

"At death’s door and you’re still arrogant? You filthy cur—ten thousand deaths aren’t enough for you!"

"You really think you can escape?"

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"Xu Yang! My Chen Family’s grudge—tearing you limb from limb, torturing you to slow death, still isn’t enough to repay it!"

Blood-red fire blazed in Chen Wanxing’s eyes, his face twisted and fearsome: "I’ll make you know the most tragic agony and terror beneath the heavens!"

"Your women—I’ll seize them one by one, and before your very eyes, inflict indignities unimaginable!"

Xu Yang let out a cold, derisive laugh: "You actually have the gall to say such things? If the Chen Family ended up like this, how many times was it not your own doing?"

"If man won’t exact retribution, Heaven surely will!"

Seeing Xu Yang dare ridicule him even in this plight, Chen Wanxing could endure no more; a ghastly grin split his lips as he took a bold step forward!

His aura was eerily calm, yet he appeared before Xu Yang like a ghost, his giant fan-like hand reaching out with deceptive nonchalance.

Xu Yang’s whole body tensed, trapped as if in quagmire, unable to breathe!

Even if Chen Wanxing dared not use his true power here, even a light-handed grasp was like being consigned to the abyss of hell!

There was simply no way to resist or parry!

At the critical moment, Xu Yang called out desperately in his heart, "Teacher!"

"Heh, just relax,"

Gu Jun gave a soft laugh.

Xu Yang forced a bitter smile—how could he compare with his teacher, who’d faced countless life and death trials?

This trace of bitter smile, in Chen Wanxing’s eyes, was the helplessness and sorrow of a man at death’s door—filling his heart with a savage delight.

"Little bastard, it’s all over now!"

"A monster that eclipses all history? A prodigy in pills? From today onward, it’s all just an illusion!"

"I’m afraid things won’t go as you wish!" Xu Yang’s face was tainted with mockery.

Boom!

Chen Wanxing grabbed down, eyes full of astonishment.

"A...afterimage? A clone?"

His palm met only fragments!

Yet how could this be possible?

Given his perception, how could he not distinguish between an avatar and the true body?

He struck in person—even without using his full strength—how could Xu Yang have avoided him?

"Impossible!"

The Chen Family’s elites cried out in alarm.

Chen Wanxing’s mind jolted, his complexion changed drastically.

"No, it’s a trap!"

"That little brat deliberately..."

"Fall back!"

He swiftly drew back and barked an order: "Don’t let him escape!"

His shout was not even finished.

Suddenly, the Purple Cloud Fire surged as if something had poured into it, flames lashing wildly, leaping dozens of zhang in an instant.

Bang!

The flame erupted with a thunderous roar, countless sparks of purple Spirit Fire shooting in all directions.

Wherever they passed, the boundless, raging fire-mist of heaven and earth seemed drawn by a force, surging in, blanketing the sky!

In an instant, an overwhelming cloud of fire converged above the land as far as the eye could see.

The space for tens of thousands of zhang around split with cracks like brittle paper; terrifying black tempest winds burst free from the fissures, unable to be contained, sweeping the blazing firecloud into a boiling storm!

Chen Wanxing’s eyes went wide with shock.

He could not fathom how Xu Yang did it!

Even in possession of Myriad Phenomena battle power, to deploy such a technique so instantaneously, with not the slightest hint detectable—this was mastery beyond the realm of gods and ghosts!

Right now, he had no time for doubts; his figure flashed across the void, locking onto Xu Yang like lightning.

"Trying to run?"

Chen Wanxing no longer cared if the Periphery Void was collapsing, making no reservations as he closed in on Xu Yang in a heartbeat.

"You little bastard, do you think you can get away with this?"

"Stop dreaming!"

"You senile dog, the dreamer here is YOU!"

Without even turning his head, Xu Yang let out a sneer and, without hesitation, crushed the directional Teleportation Talisman that Mr. Tong had given him!

"A Teleportation Talisman?"

"Foolish!"

Chen Wanxing felt the disturbance from the talisman, sneer in his eyes, let out a cold snort; his vast willpower blanketed the world, an invisible shackle over all creation!

In such chaotic place, even without his interference, the talisman’s effect would be greatly weakened, even outright nullified.

Much less now that he was going all out.

The horrifying spatial rifts twisted and tore at everything; when they touched Chen Wanxing’s aura they recoiled, shattered as if struck by lightning, utterly unable to approach.

He then lashed out with a palm as swift as thunder.

At the final moment, Xu Yang turned and flashed a grin at Chen Wanxing.

Crash!

Chen Wanxing caught only empty air!

His whole body shuddered, eyes wide: "What bizarre soul energy...damn it!"

"He carries a hidden, powerful soul within him!"

"Could it be from the Cyan Gang Sect?"

With this thought, Chen Wanxing was overcome with despair and rage.

Once again he had failed!

To ignore his will’s suppression, and this was only a remnant soul—while alive, at minimum, it must have been Myriad Manifestations Realm Perfection or stronger!

It was enough to make Chen Wanxing’s mind crumble!

"Xu Yang, I will never let this go!"

Chen Wanxing howled in derangement.

"Aahhhh!!"

"Patriarch, save me!!"

Wretched, anguished screams pierced the air.

Chen Wanxing’s face changed in fury, spinning to look behind him.

What he saw made his eyes nearly bleed!

The storm in the rear had reached a level of terror—black tempests and fire-mist churning together, obliterating everything in their path!

Mountains and forests alike were blasted to pieces!

The Chen Family’s martial elites fled for their lives, but where was there any open ground left to stand?

Worse, Gu Jun had laid a special mark here—once space collapsed, black wind would rampage everywhere, and after merging with fire-mist, its power would increase severalfold.

Even those at the Late Stage of Myriad Manifestation Realm had their barriers torn asunder in a blink, bodies ripped to shreds.

Only the one at Myriad Manifestations Realm Perfection could resist.

But even he faced a deadly threat—how could he spare a thought to aid the rest?

In the face of life and death, just fleeing for one’s own survival was already a blessing!

"Bastard!"

Chen Wanxing’s eyes were bloodshot; striding forward, he unleashed a wave of power like mountains collapsing and seas overturning, reaching to grab a family member.

But as his palm neared, the Chen Family elite could no longer endure—a desperate scream—and the dark rift swallowed him whole.

Blood mist erupted, instantly incinerated!

The unending storm of the Periphery Void bore down menacingly.

With a muffled groan, blood trickled from the corner of Chen Wanxing’s mouth.

"Patriarch, leave them! Just run!"

From afar came the shout of another Perfection-level elite.

Tears of blood streamed from Chen Wanxing’s eyes as he looked up to the sky and cried in agony: "Xu Yang! I will never share the world with you!"

In this moment, his mind utterly shattered, on the verge of collapse!