Just as everyone was worried for Han Chen, the [Book of Life] appearing undoubtedly caused everyone's eyes to light up.

Streams of white light that were filled with righteous Qi dragged out powerful air waves in the air and rushed towards Zong Xuan. The latter was shocked and angry at the same time. Her eyes were filled with endless ruthlessness.

"It's just a mere Book of Life, what can it do to me?"

Before he finished speaking, a thin, net-like transparent glove actually appeared in Zong Xuan's hand. From the energy fluctuations emitted from it, it seemed to be a not weak treasure.

"Han Chen, be careful, that's a treasure." Gu Ling, who was nearby, shouted anxiously.

"Want to run?" It's too late, hehe. " Zong Xuan's eyes flashed sinisterly, a berserk aura burst out from his body. Immediately after, a giant golden hand condensed in midair.

"Grand Cloud Flipping Hand!"

Combined with the Heaven Ranked Martial Technique used by the treasure, the power was extremely strong. The gigantic hand easily shattered the attack that Han Chen had unleashed on the Longevity Sutra. Then, it slapped towards Han Chen's head with an endless destructive aura.

The people of Mystical Peak and Ancient Sword Gate were all shocked.

Xie Kun's eyes widened from shock, he shouted angrily: "Han Chen, retreat!"

Even Xie Kun was unable to withstand Zong Xuan's killing move, much less Han Chen who only had mastery. However, Han Chen seemed to not hear what Xie Kun had said, but he could leave. However, the moment he retreated, Qiao Feilin, who was behind him, would undoubtedly die.

Gu Ling, Gu Li, Ke Yinye, Wu Jun and all of Han Chen's good friends all had pale faces. As for Cang Yaner, he was already overjoyed. In the eyes of Li Xiuwen and You Zhong, a trace of coldness quietly rose.

"Everything is over, haha."

The strongest deathblow that Zong Xuan had used came crashing down. With a determined look on his face, Han Chen circulated the Heavenly Thunder Body and the Ancient Book of Life to the limit. With a thought, a Flaming Phoenix Jade Pendant appeared in his palm. But right at that moment, Qiao Feilin, who was behind him, had a look of determination in her beautiful eyes, suddenly a pure and holy golden light shone out from her body.

"Innate divine ability, Holy Light."

The overwhelming golden radiance dominated everything, and everyone's eyeballs couldn't help but feel a piercing pain. The white barrier that was imprisoning Qiao Feilin was instantly shattered into pieces.

Under the gazes of countless pairs of eyes, the tide-like golden light, along with the gigantic golden hands, engulfed Han Chen and the others within it.

Chaos, shock, and panic assaulted everyone's minds.

Apart from the Humans and Hanwell, all the others had stopped fighting. All eyes were focused on the scene in front of them. Even Xie Kun, Liu Yue, and Guan Qiu felt a strong sense of fear from the power they had just released.

"Too terrifying, what kind of power is that?"

"It's just like how a god used it."

Even Zong Xuan was standing on the spot with a trembling and uneasy feeling, his face revealing a look of shock. But what they were more worried about was how were Han Chen and Qiao Feilin, and how were they right now?

"Four Great Art's Wind Slasher!"

"Heaven's Flame of the Four Symbols Art!"

A violent energy ripple suddenly erupted within the golden light. Everyone was shocked, and in the next moment, a scorching heat wave spread out.

Roar! A flame dragon that was over ten meters long rushed out without any warning, howling towards the panicking Zong Xuan while carrying a berserk aura.

Immediately afterwards, two familiar figures flashed before everyone's eyes. Who else could it be other than Qiao Feilin and Han Chen? The two of them did not receive any new injuries, but Qiao Feilin's beautiful face was pale white and her Qi was weak as well.

"How is this possible?" Zong Xuan's pupils contracted tightly. It was not only him, everyone present was filled with this question. Without waiting for everyone to react, the ferocious fire dragon directly crashed onto Zong Xuan's body.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! The blazing flames and sharp wind blades engulfed Zong Xuan within them, causing the stone tiles on the ground to melt into liquid under the scorching heat. The violent energy surrounded Zong Xuan and tore him apart, as if it wanted to grind him to pieces.

"Bastard son of a b * tch, I'll give you the Twin Heavens of Ice and Fire." Han Chen leaped up, and an extremely eerie and cold chill spread out from his body.

"The Water of the Four Directions Art!"

Thick cold air seemed to freeze the air, as icicles flew through the air one after another, shooting tens of thousands of arrows at the same time. It attacked Zong Xuan like a swarm of locusts.

Everyone present turned pale with fright. Cang Yaner, Luo Ze and the others, who were complacent and complacent at Taiqing Sect just now, were trembling with fear from the bottom of their hearts. Zong Xuan was like a target, if he changed into anyone else, they would definitely be shot like a sieve. The penetrating power of the ice arrow made him lose his consciousness.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Get out of my way. "

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! The aura of the morphogenesis burst out without reservation, and a dense energy shockwave spread out. Like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, a large portion of the stone tiles on the surface of the ground were swept away.

Zong Xuan's figure once again appeared in front of everyone's eyes, causing them to suck in a breath of cold air. Zong Xuan was currently in a miserable state. His hair and clothes were burnt black and his entire body was covered in wounds. A few ice arrows pierced through his arms and calves and the cold air made him shiver.

"Smelly, stinking brat, I will tear you apart into ten thousand pieces."

"Heh, I'm afraid you won't have the chance."

A light mocking tone came out of Han Chen's mouth, causing everyone's heart to clench. Han Chen raised the sword in his hand, with a move of his wrist, the sword flew like a meteor towards Zong Xuan's throat.

"Wanting me to die is not that easy." Zong Xuan's eyes burned with rage, his right hand that was wearing a treasure glove fiercely smacked down.

Ding! Han Chen's longsword was immediately broken into two pieces, while Zong Xuan's arm became severely numb, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards. In the next moment, Han Chen suddenly jumped out. With a flash of white light, an iron tree that was five to six meters long and as thick as a bucket appeared in front of everyone's eyes. At the end of the tree, there were a few white flowers.

"Zong Xuan, I'll send you off first." Han Chen used both hands to grab onto the root of the blossoming cycad tree, and with a burst of force, he swung it fiercely towards Zong Xuan.

The sound of wind breaking echoed in the air as Zong Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle. An extremely dangerous aura assaulted his mind. In a hurry, he quickly placed his hands in front of his body to resist.

Bang! With a loud and heavy bang, the bones in Zong Xuan's arms were instantly shattered. A mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth, under the dumbstruck gaze of the crowd, Zong Xuan's body flew backwards.

"Han Chen, stop." Taiqing Sect Zi Xia's face was deathly white as he shouted anxiously.

"Is that possible?" Han Chen replied indifferently. His toes tapped the ground and he once again swung the blossoming iron tree, ruthlessly smashing it towards Zong Xuan. The feeling of death spread throughout his body, causing Zong Xuan to completely panic.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! The blossoming cycad tree's incomparably hard trunk heavily smashed into Zong Xuan's chest. This time, his ribs were completely shattered, and his innards burst forth with fresh blood.

Bang! Zong Xuan fell to the ground and a long trail of blood was drawn out. The entire Emperor Star Academy fell into a deathly silence.

All of their faces were filled with disbelief. Zong Xuan, who had morphogenesis, had been beaten like a dead dog by Han Chen in front of the eyes of countless people.

The genius of the Taiqing Sect? Han Chen laughed without saying a word.

Zi Xia, Cang Yaner, Luo Ze, Ling Xun and the others were all terrified, their bodies trembling. Zong Xuan lied on the ground and with much difficulty, he raised his bloodied face. Their eyes were filled with endless hatred and unwillingness.

"I-I-I won't let you go even if I become a ghost."

"Heh." A cold smile rose on Han Chen's face, "You brought all of this upon yourself.

"Cough, cough!" spat out a large mouthful of blood, then fell on the ground, the life in his lifeless eyes quickly disappearing.

had lost his life.

Once Zong Xuan died, all the disciples of the Taiqing Sect panicked greatly. Tianshan Sect, Silver Heavenly Palace, and Black Fiend School were the same. No one would have thought that a situation where one was bound to die, would be turned upside down like this by Han Chen.

Guan Qiu had lost all confidence. Han Wei was still not yet dead, as if the battle was not yet over.

Blood sprinkled across the blue sky as Han Chen made a name for himself with his battle at the Emperor's Altar. Young and vigorous, who would dare to compete with him?

Not far away, Qiao Feilin's beautiful eyes were filled with complex emotions. It seemed that the figure that was not too imposing just now had lightly stirred her heart.

BOOM!

All of a sudden, the ground started shaking violently. The earth shook and the mountains shook. Everyone was unable to stand steadily. Following that, a bolt of lightning struck down in the sky, and a surge of violent energy fluctuations exploded in the air.

Suddenly, the sky changed color as dark clouds gathered in the sky. Thick layers of black clouds gathered in the sky above the throne. The sky instantly darkened and the nebula spun, as if a storm was about to break out.

"What's going on? What happened? "

"It seems like it's going to rain?"

"Impossible, it definitely isn't as simple as rain."

Everyone's face changed drastically as they felt both surprised and suspicious at the same time. While stabilizing his body, he watched the sudden change.

"Stinking brat, why aren't you taking this dead thing away?" On the other side, Hanwell was still engaged in a fierce confrontation with the manmade man, but few people were paying attention to them.

Han Chen was too lazy to bother with him, his body moved and he immediately went to Qiao Feilin's side to support him, "Are you alright?"

Their eyes met, and a faint ripple seemed to form on the surface of the lake in their hearts.

"I'm fine." Qiao Feilin shook her head, her eyebrows knitted slightly, looking at the darkening sky with a serious expression.

The dense clouds of the Storm Nebula rapidly rotated, forming a nebula vortex. The crowd on the stage seemed to be so stifled that they couldn't even breathe, as if they were facing the end of the world.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! At this moment, the statue of the King of Earth, He Tian, in the center of the Dao Pillar, suddenly glowed with a dazzling purple light. Following that, a purple pillar of light shot out from the sculpture and soared into the clouds, piercing through the nine heavens.