Dao Foundation? It wasn't as if I hadn't killed one before!

Li Yan had assumed Ning Chuan had only managed to get here because someone else had held off Li Hu and Yuan Ying, so he had not taken Ning Chuan seriously.

With Shen Zhong, a second-level Dao Foundation Realm expert, taking action, killing Ning Chuan should have been child's play!

But now, it seemed that was not the case?

The moment Shen Zhong clashed with Ning Chuan, Ning Chuan destroyed his weapon and gravely wounded him. Coupled with what Ning Chuan had just said...

Could Li Hu and Yuan Ying really have died at Ning Chuan's hands?

Li Yan and Black Dragon exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with horror. Those were two Dao Foundation Realm martial artists. Even for them, dealing with Yuan Ying and Li Hu would have been no easy feat.

"Ning Chuan... he's even stronger than he was during the Spirit-Seizing Battle!"

Shen Qianxun's beautiful eyes settled on Ning Chuan, filled with delight and disbelief.

Ning Chuan, this is the third time you've saved me! Perhaps you don't even remember when we first met?

Shen Qianxun's heart trembled faintly. She seemed to recall that year, when heavy snow filled the sky. She had been abducted and barely managed to escape, only to collapse by the roadside, cold and hungry.

It was that boy who had saved her, given her hot soup, draped a fox-fur coat over her shoulders, and entrusted someone with taking good care of her...

One glance was all it had taken for Shen Qianxun to remember him for the rest of her life.

Perhaps no one understood why, when all of Ning Chuan's meridians had been destroyed and he had fallen from a Martial Dao prodigy to a cripple, when the entire Ning clan had spurned him, Shen Qianxun had insisted on having him marry into the Shen clan-even at the cost of giving away the Shen clan's greatest treasure.

I thought I could keep you safe for the rest of your life. I never imagined you would be the one saving me again!

Shen Qianxun's cheeks flushed faintly, and a dazzling light shone in her eyes. As she gazed at Ning Chuan, the tenderness in them seemed about to overflow.

Unfortunately, Ning Chuan did not see it.

His gaze was hard as iron, and killing intent filled the air around him. With the Purple Thunder Spear in hand, he charged like lightning, determined to finish Shen Zhong off!

"Li Yan, save me!"

Blood gushed from Shen Zhong's mouth as he fled frantically, shouting for help, his eyes filled with terror.

He simply could not understand how the useless live-in son-in-law whom anyone could once push around had grown so powerful.

"Stop him! Ning Chuan, you're courting death!"

Li Yan roared, his gaze icy cold.

Without a second thought, he broke away from Shen Wan and charged through the air at Ning Chuan, saber in hand, intent on rescuing Shen Zhong.

It was not that he valued Shen Zhong so highly. Rather, if Shen Zhong died at Ning Chuan's hands, their situation would likely become even worse.

At that moment, the threat Ning Chuan posed in Li Yan's mind had already surpassed Shen Wan's.

He had to kill Ning Chuan!

If Ning Chuan survived today, then at his terrifying rate of growth, it would probably not be long before the Li Family was wiped out!

Li Yan charged like the wind and lightning. At his command, the Li Family's many martial artists also hurled themselves at Ning Chuan, heedless of death.

"Anyone who stands in my way dies!"

Ning Chuan's voice was cold as iron. Holding his spear in one hand, he swept the Purple Thunder Spear out like lightning, sending the martial artists blocking his path flying one after another.

With his other hand, he unleashed the Great Wind Thunder Palm. Under Thunderclap and Hurricane, not a single Spirit Sea Realm martial artist could withstand even one exchange with him. They were all blasted away, coughing blood.

Ning Chuan was like a god of slaughter, unstoppable. His terrifying killing intent seized their souls, leaving the martial artists around him trembling with fear.

"Die!"

Using the Wandering Dragon Movement Technique, Ning Chuan caught up with Shen Zhong like lightning. The Purple Thunder Spear, wreathed in violent spiritual energy, thrust out like a thunder dragon, ferocious beyond measure.

"No!!!"

Shen Zhong's eyes filled with utter despair. He was already old, gravely wounded by Ning Chuan, and stripped of his courage. How could he possibly withstand this thrust?

Pfft!

Blood sprayed as Ning Chuan's spear pierced Shen Zhong's chest. His heart burst apart, and he died on the spot.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, revealing a trace of regret.

Was he regretting making an enemy of Ning Chuan?

"Ning Chuan, you will die today!"

At the sight, Li Yan's fury surged even higher. Blazing saber light erupted from his weapon as he delivered five slashes in an instant, each more violent than the last, pouring down on Ning Chuan in a frenzied torrent.

"You? This Spirit Stone Mine will be the burial ground of your Li Family today. You certainly chose a fine place for yourselves!"

Ning Chuan sneered. Rather than retreating, he advanced. Immense strength erupted from both arms as the Purple Thunder Spear swept through like an army-clearing strike, rolling up everything in its path like a mat, and collided with the saber light filling the sky.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sparks flew in all directions. Ning Chuan and Li Yan both shuddered and were driven backward at the same time!

Li Yan was at the third level of the Dao Foundation Realm, and his combat strength far surpassed Shen Zhong's. He put Ning Chuan under considerable pressure, but that did not frighten Ning Chuan. Instead, the fighting spirit in his eyes burned ever brighter.

"Kill!"

Holding the Purple Thunder Spear, Ning Chuan unleashed the full force of his four hundred thousand jin of strength. Violent spiritual energy poured relentlessly into the spear. Its radiance fell like stars, and its shaft became a bludgeon of crushing weight as he brought it smashing down at Li Yan!

Li Yan also hacked down again and again, like ten thousand layers of raging waves sweeping across heaven and earth.

This was the Raging Waves Saber Art!

It was a fragment of an ancient saber art Li Yan had acquired, and its power was terrifying. When unleashed, it was like raging waves towering into the sky, sweeping away everything.

Rumble!

Peerless saber light collided with spear radiance. Li Yan and Ning Chuan moved at incredible speed, like two storms crashing into each other again and again, producing deafening booms.

"Shen Qianxun, die!"

At that moment, Li Zhenfei abruptly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. A venomous gleam appeared in his eyes as he charged at Shen Qianxun with the Clouds Sky Sword in hand.

Ning Chuan's terrifying combat strength had chilled his courage. He immediately thought of capturing Shen Qianxun, making Ning Chuan fear smashing the vase while trying to strike the rat!