Clashing with a Great Saint, Two Choices

Darkness Divine Mark.

It has always been one of Chen Ning's trump cards, especially after the Darkness Divine Mark was strengthened, making it even more powerful.

All Divine Abilities, enhanced by the Darkness Divine Mark, have their power multiplied.

Now.

Chaotic patterns of Darkness Divine Mark appeared on both arms.

The area covered by Divine Mark largely represents Divine Mark strength.

Today, the area of Divine Mark that Chen Ning possesses has long surpassed that of the Beyond the Heavens envoy who descended upon the Nine Provinces Realm in the past.

According to Chu Xuanyuan, the Beyond the Heavens envoy was merely a pure-blooded direct descendant, thus qualifying to possess Divine Mark. However, in terms of sheer determination in martial arts, Chu Xuanyuan was not convinced.

At this moment, Chen Ning activated the Darkness Divine Mark Runes.

The purple-robed elder opposite him narrowed his eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "These are Divine Mark?"

Divine Mark are the most powerful Cultivation Method that only members of the God Clan can master, and those who possess Divine Mark are usually people of pure blood in their race.

This kind of person.

This is not something that any powerful Aristocratic Clan on the Nebula Continent can afford to offend.

The purple-robed elder exclaimed, "May I ask which God Clan race you belong to?"

He unconsciously used honorifics in his speech.

Compared to the Ximen Aristocratic Clan, the God Clan is a supreme overlord.

This is not something he can fight against.

"If you're going to fight, then fight! Why all the nonsense?"

Chen Ning shouted and raised his hand to unleash Destruction Divine Fist.

Although it is the same martial art.

But this time, its power was several times stronger than before.

The punch was thrown.

It was as if the sky had fallen and the earth had split open.

It collided with the hundred-foot-long palm print unleashed by the purple-robed elder.

Boom!

Unexpectedly, the hundred-foot-tall giant hand shattered with a deafening roar.

Chen Ning's fist strike went straight in, crushing directly towards the purple-robed elder.

The onlookers in the distance were completely dumbfounded.

"This is terrifying! This young man is only at the Saint Realm Early Stage, yet he actually fought Great Saint head-on and gained the upper hand."

"That young man seems to be a member of the God Clan. If he is from the God Clan, then that makes sense."

"If the Ximen Aristocratic Clan offends the God Clan, they'll be in deep trouble."

Many people sighed in dismay.

The purple-robed elder was caught in the chaotic and overwhelming force of the fist, constantly using various methods to neutralize it, which was quite tiring for him.

Finally.

The fist's energy was completely shattered.

But the look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Ning was one of utter shock.

It was quite remarkable that they managed to put him in such a sorry state.

But what truly troubled the purple-robed elder was Chen Ning's identity.

It's now confirmed that they came from the God Clan.

Although he still had some trump cards he hadn't used, killing a junior member of the God Clan wouldn't be difficult if he did. But if he killed Chen Ning, regardless of which God Clan was behind him, would they let him go?

It could even affect the entire Ximen Aristocratic Clan.

Therefore, the wisest choice at this moment is to bow one's head.

Thinking of this, the purple-robed elder knelt on one knee and respectfully said, "Your Excellency, there must be some misunderstanding here. I hope Your Excellency will not take offense. The Ximen Aristocratic Clan is willing to follow Your God Clan's lead."

Before a God Clan, the Ximen Aristocratic Clan was like an ant, and the same was true for the entire Nebula Continent.

On this Vast Land, the God Clan reign supreme.

This is not just talk.

Ximen Chuan was already dumbfounded when Chen Ning revealed his Divine Mark, as if struck by lightning.

His once-proud identity paled in comparison to Chen Ning's status as a member of the God Clan.

Huang Yuehua trembled violently, staring blankly at Chen Ning's tall and straight back.

She suddenly felt a pang of regret.

He regretted not choosing Chen Ning back then, but instead joining forces with Ximen Chuan.

Sometimes, once you make the wrong choice, there's no going back.

If she had been more resolute and hadn't remained silent when Ximen Chuan mocked Chen Ning, she might have become a follower of the God Clan.

But unfortunately...

Ultimately, it was the wrong choice.

Nalan Yao's beautiful eyes flickered; she wasn't too surprised that the leader possessed the Darkness Divine Mark.

The Nine Provinces Realm is controlled by the Darkness God Clan.

A little thought reveals the origin of this.

Otherwise.

Even the champion cannot break down the world's barriers.

You need to know.

To be able to break through the barriers of a small world is no ordinary feat.

If placed on the Vast Land, he would be a dragon among men.

Their future achievements are limitless.

The old leader did it, and now the new leader is showing the same kind of spirit.

At this time.

Maintaining the state of the Darkness Divine Mark was a constant drain on Chen Ning.

Moreover, they had just passed the test with that punch.

He realized that killing a Great Saint Middle Stage was unrealistic for him now.

He still has two trump cards up his sleeve.

One is the Devil God Transformation, and the other is the Nameless Move of the First-Generation Sect Master.

However, these two trump cards consume too much energy and easily deplete one's own strength, so they cannot be used lightly.

If only there were an easier way.

That would be best.

Chen Ning smiled slightly, and the Divine Mark on his arm dimmed and gradually disappeared.

Seeing this scene...

The purple-robed elder's face lit up with joy, and he quickly clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Thank you for your mercy. I apologize for any rudeness I may have shown earlier. The Ximen Aristocratic Clan will certainly make amends!"

"You choose: him dies, or the Ximen Aristocratic Clan dies with him..."

Chen Ning spoke calmly.

Upon hearing this, the old man in purple robes was struck dumb.

Chen Ning's gaze was stern. Since Ximen Chuan dared to make a move on Hua Luo, Chen Ning had no intention of letting him off the hook.

But.

Using the power of the Darkness God Clan to kill people is both easy and enjoyable.

"Your Excellency, please change your terms. Young Master Chuan is the future pillar of the Ximen Aristocratic Clan and cannot be allowed to fail. Apart from that, I can make the decision on behalf of the family head and agree to any conditions Your Excellency may have."

"I only want his life, or the entire Ximen Aristocratic Clan to be buried with him!"

Chen Ning's voice was cold and brooked no argument.

Just as the old man in purple robes was hesitating...

A deep voice echoed in the void:

"The arrival of the God Clan is an honor for our Nebula Continent. It is truly inexcusable that things have escalated to this point."

Upon hearing this voice, the purple-robed elder's expression immediately relaxed, and he clasped his hands towards the sky, saying, "Patriarch."

The visitor was none other than the head of the Ximen Aristocratic Clan.

I saw this person.

Another gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd in the distance.

After all, such figures stand at the pinnacle of the Nebula Continent; they are rarely seen in ordinary times.

The head of the Ximen Aristocratic Clan, however, was composed and exuded a sense of neither servility nor arrogance.

He fears the God Clan, but that doesn't mean he fears a junior member of the God Clan.

"If you and my son have any misunderstanding, why not clear it up? My Ximen Aristocratic Clan is willing to offer our utmost sincerity, including a change of faith."

The fact that the head of the Ximen Household said this shows that his abilities are truly enormous.

This is a condition that would move even the God Clan.

The battle among the gods is a struggle for faith.

The people's faith will bring the gods unparalleled fortune.

The head of the Ximen Household believed that no matter which God Clan the other party came from, they would not refuse such conditions.

Compared to a human life, the power of faith on this continent is naturally far more tempting.

The Ximen Aristocratic Clan is one of the very few in this land that has the qualifications and the ability to influence people's beliefs.