Wang Teng, the Northern Plains' foremost prodigy, whose name had once shaken the world and who had been hailed as an ancient emperor reincarnated, fell at Lu Chen's hands, vanishing utterly like smoke and clouds.
The Wang Family experts accompanying him were consumed with fury. Their "Teng'er," who could have led the family to its pinnacle, had actually been slain.
An unusual look also appeared in the eyes of Zi Tiandu, the Young Master of Spirit Valley, a Primordial Royal Clan. He had never expected the talented young human named Lu Chen to be so powerful.
Ji Haoyue, Ji Ziyue, and Fairy Zixia possessed a Divine King Body, an Origin Spirit Body, and an Innate Dao Embryo respectively, all extraordinarily powerful constitutions. All three had now reached the peak of the Holy Lord Realm.
Yet when they had intercepted the Wang Family Great Powers, Zi Tiandu, and the others earlier, they had killed no one. Clearly, they had their reservations.
The Ji Family stood behind the Ji siblings, while the Purple Mansion Holy Land stood behind Fairy Zixia. In these turbulent times, they could save Li Heishui, but they could not forge a blood feud with the Northern Plains Wang Family and a Primordial Royal Clan for his sake.
Lu Chen, however, had no such reservations. He leveled his Dark Gold Dragon Spear, its spear light surging with torrential killing intent as he pointed it straight at the Wang Family Great Powers and Zi Tiandu.
"Stand back!" He understood the three companions' concerns.
Ji Haoyue and the two women exchanged silent glances, then withdrew behind Lu Chen, shielding the gravely wounded Li Heishui.
It was not that they lacked strength, but that they represented two major powers. Killing the Wang Family Great Powers before them could very well spark an