Hunting Down Wang Zechuan, a Life-Saving Trump Card
When Liu Yi saw that Wang Zechuan had actually appeared, he instantly perked up and his face lit up with anticipation.
He watched as Wang Zechuan and the other two in the live stream flew out of the Demonic Flame Sect, and Chen Jie followed them silently.
At this moment, the live stream chat exploded with a dense, non-stop barrage of comments:
"Holy crap! Wang Zechuan really showed up! I've been waiting in the live stream for 12 days, and finally he's here! Chen Jie, hurry up and take him down!"
"That was so exciting! This is the first time in my life I've ever seen a live stream of someone killing the Demonic Path Saint."
"Wang Zechuan is practically on the verge of Ghost Gate Pass, isn't he? If he doesn't have any other means of survival, he's definitely going to die today."
"How many moves do you think Wang Zechuan can last against Chen Jie?"
"In terms of raw strength, Wang Zechuan wouldn't last two moves. What I'm more curious about now is whether Chen Jie's attack will be noticed by the experts of the Demonic Flame Sect?"
"Tsk tsk, it would be troublesome if Chen Jie were discovered. It's hard to say whether he could escape from the pursuit of the Demonic Flame Sect experts."
Chen Jie glanced at the live stream and saw the barrage of comments and constant donations. The number of viewers had exceeded 90 billion and was still soaring.
He couldn't help but grin. Live streaming was so lucrative; no wonder so many beautiful and virtuous women were willing to lower themselves to do it.
He quickly composed himself, carefully observing the surroundings, and cautiously followed behind.
A moment later, seeing that the three had already left the Demonic Flame Sect's mountain gate, he suddenly flashed and sped away towards Wang Zechuan.
Wang Zechuan immediately noticed Chen Jie flying menacingly behind him, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in alarm:
"Not good! This person is hostile; their aura suggests Spirit Transformation Realm expert. We must run!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly accelerated, intending to take a detour back to the Demonic Flame Sect, while urgently asking:
"Why would this senior attempt to kill me? I have never offended you!"
Chen Jie chuckled coldly, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Wang Zechuan, you seem to have a bad memory."
You dared to call me trash back then, today I'll show you just how much you're worth!
Hearing this, Wang Zechuan frowned, his mind filled with confusion, and couldn't help but ask in return:
"Senior, I have never met you before, how could I possibly call you a piece of trash?"
"Hmph, at the Yuntian Heaven's Chosen Tea Party, you publicly called me, Chen Jie, a piece of trash. Have you forgotten?"
A murderous intent surged in Chen Jie's eyes, and before he could finish speaking, he threw a punch.
The fist shook mountains and rivers; the shadowy fist, obscuring the sky and carrying terrifying power capable of shattering mountains and splitting rocks, pressed directly towards Wang Zechuan and his companions.
Wang Zechuan was stunned. He never expected that a casual remark he made at the Yuntian Heaven's Chosen Tea Party a few years ago would lead to his death.
At this moment, he was filled with remorse, wishing he could travel back in time, cover his mouth, and stop him from talking nonsense.
Seeing the deadly attack coming, he hurriedly gave orders to the two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators beside him:
"Quickly block the attack and buy me time to escape!"
The two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators turned deathly pale instantly, their eyes filled with despair, yet they dared not disobey.
After all, their souls were held in Wang Zechuan's hands, and if they did not comply, they would be instantly annihilated.
The two immediately unleashed their Law Treasure, one wielding a sword and the other a saber, their two attacks, each carrying a sharp edge, directly met the force of the fist.
"Bang! Bang!"
After two loud bangs, the flying sword and spirit knife were instantly blasted away by the force of the fist, while Chen Jie's fierce and domineering fist force continued to bombard them without diminishing its power.
"Ah! Ah!"
Two screams rang out, and in the blink of an eye, the two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were blasted into a bloody mist, their souls scattered.
Seeing his two subordinates instantly killed without even offering any resistance, Wang Zechuan was terrified and hurriedly begged for mercy:
"Senior, spare my life! I was just joking back then, I had no intention of offending you, please forgive me this time."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out a bronze lamp, quickly formed hand Hand Seals, and frantically poured his spiritual power into the lamp.
In an instant, monstrous demonic flames erupted from the lamp, carrying a scorching aura of destruction, and swept towards Chen Jie behind him.
"Hmph, no one has ever dared to call me a piece of trash before, you're the first."
Whether you did it intentionally or unintentionally, you must die today!
Chen Jie's eyes were icy cold. Facing the raging demonic flames, he showed no fear and threw a punch straight out.
The fist was incredibly powerful, carrying a terrifying force capable of suppressing mountains and rivers, directly blasting the demonic flames into disarray.
The remaining force of the punch continued unabated, striking Wang Zechuan's spiritual energy shield.
"Boom!"
Wang Zechuan was blasted away like a kite with a broken string, tumbling through the air, and suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He endured the excruciating pain, channeled his spiritual energy to stabilize himself, a flicker of heartache flashing in his eyes, and gritted his teeth as he pulled out a bronze pot.
This was a life-saving trump card bestowed upon him by his sect, containing the full power of a Void Return Realm expert.
Such a life-saving trump card that can be preserved for a long time is extremely difficult to forge, and even if he is the Holy Son, he only has this one.
Wang Zechuan immediately opened the bronze pot, and a giant hand formed from black demonic flames, carrying a world-destroying aura, slammed down towards Chen Jie.
"Chen Jie, do you want to kill me?"
I'd like to see how you handle this attack.
Chen Jie narrowed his eyes and instantly knew that this was Wang Zechuan's trump card as the Holy Son, and also his last resort.
He also possessed these kinds of life-saving trump cards.
"Fist Shatters the Void!"
With a low shout, his aura suddenly surged, and he unleashed four punches in succession.
The overwhelming fist shadow, carrying the power to shatter the void, crashed straight into the giant black demonic flame palm. Wherever the fist force passed, the air vibrated violently, and bursts of sonic booms resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
"Boom! Boom!"
A violent energy storm instantly swept across all directions, shattering all vegetation and rocks within a hundred miles, and even causing ripples in space.
Chen Jie grunted and was thrown back by the aftershock, but he quickly regained his footing, supported by his energy shield, and charged straight at Wang Zechuan despite the scattered energy blasts.
On the other side, Wang Zechuan was also thrown over by the aftershocks of the energy. He barely managed to regain his balance when a look of wild joy appeared on his face:
"You country bumpkin from the Eastern Desolation, how dare you presume to kill me?"
You truly don't know your place! Today, I'll make sure you perish here!
Oh, really?
Unfortunately, you're celebrating too soon.
Chen Jie burst out of the energy storm, a cold smile on his face, and instantly appeared in front of Wang Zechuan.
"You are the one who will die today!"
Before he finished speaking, he unleashed two punches in quick succession. The force of his punches was earth-shattering, carrying a terrifying power capable of annihilating everything, and aimed directly at Wang Zechuan's face.
"No! How could you not be dead? That was a full-force attack from the Void Return Realm expert!"
Wang Zechuan's face was ashen, his hands frantically forming hand Hand Seals and activating the bronze lamp to unleash even more intense demonic flames that swept towards Chen Jie.
At the same time, he pushed his spiritual energy shield to its limit, and his protective armor shone with a precious light as he retreated backward with all his might.
Just then, a furious roar came from the distant horizon, causing the air to tremble slightly:
"Stop! If you dare kill my Demonic Flame Sect Sect's Holy Son, you will not escape death even if you flee to the ends of the earth."