Wang Zinian's face grew increasingly pale, especially when Su Chen's gaze fell upon him.

Even though Su Chen's gaze was so calm, without a hint of murderous intent, for some reason, Wang Zinian felt as if his mind was being torn apart and crushed into powder. His entire body became bone-chillingly cold to the extreme, and he couldn't feel his physical body at all.

It was the elder next to Wang Zinian who suddenly nudged him: "Young... Young Master, shouldn't... shouldn't... shouldn't you apologize?"

Wang Zinian's thoughts rushed back, and he nearly cried as he said, "It was my foul mouth. Please, forgive me, a petty man for my mistakes. Please, consider my words as mere barking. I... I..."

Wang Zinian almost fainted from fright. Although he had some strength and talent, compared to Song Wu, he was nothing more than an ant. Song Wu was a genuine Broken Eternal Realm Seventh Layer Realm cultivator, and Wang Zinian wasn't even a real Broken Eternal Realm. The gap between them was like heaven and earth. Even Song Wu was like an ant in Su Chen's hands, so what was Wang Zinian?

Su Chen could easily blow him into pieces with a single breath, yet Wang Zinian had cursed Su Chen. He felt as though he was a fool like an old man eating arsenic—a truly fatal mistake.

Wang Zinian wished he could kneel down, abandoning all dignity and face.

Who doesn't fear death? Especially someone like Wang Zinian, the Young Clan Leader of a major force, living a wonderful life, unwilling to die.

Slap!

Seeing that Su Chen still hadn't spoken, seemingly unwilling to forgive him, Wang Zinian gritted his teeth, being harsh on himself. He raised his hand and gave himself a slap. Indeed, he was ruthless; the slap wasn't light, leaving his mouth covered in blood, teeth shattered, and his lips a bloody blur, dreadful to witness.

Ruthlessly fierce.

Slap!!!

Enduring the agonizing pain, Wang Zinian didn't dare to stop, continuing to slap his crimson mouth and face, appearing ferocious, with blood gushing and a heavy stench.

Su Chen cast a deep look at Wang Zinian but said nothing. Initially, this ant cursing him deserved a profound lesson. However, seeing the other party's tactfulness now, slapping himself with such enthusiasm, saved Su Chen the trouble, so he considered it settled.

Su Chen slowly turned his head, his gaze moving away from Wang Zinian and landing on Xing Gu.

"Su Chen, how did you come back to life?" Confronted with the reality, Xing Gu had somewhat calmed down. There was a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth as he looked at Su Chen and asked.

"Never died, so where's the coming back to life?" Su Chen retorted.

"Su Chen, you know, I regret it. That day, I really didn't want to take action. It was Xuu Xiao and Yaun Tianyan who persuaded me." Xing Gu sighed, his regret reaching the extreme, but alas, there's no medicine for regret.

"Yet, the fact is, you did take action that day." Su Chen's voice was calm.

At the same time, the two elders sitting beside Xing Gu, one being a scar-faced bald man, and the other a lean person in a purple robe, stood up. Both squinted their eyes, their expression old but filled with dense caution and vigilance, shielding Xing Gu behind them.

The scar-faced bald man was named Xing Sanming, and the lean person in the purple robe was named Xing Qiang.

Xing Sanming was the Third Elder of the Xing Family, Broken Eternal Realm Fifth Level Realm. Xing Qiang was the Fourth Elder, also at Broken Eternal Realm Fifth Level Realm.

Both Xing Sanming and Xing Qiang were naturally not as powerful as Song Wu; they were at least a notch lower. Combined, they might barely withstand a battle with Song Wu.

Looking at Song Wu's outcome, the pressure on them was imaginable, their hearts already feeling as heavy as being suppressed by a mountain.

They didn't fear death, their loyalty to the Xing Family unwavering. Thus, at this moment, their concern was more about Xing Gu, as recent tens of thousands of years have seen Xing Family having a young man as talented as him, direct lineage at that, extremely rare. The whole Xing Family holds high hopes for Xing Gu, hoping one day he could inherit the position of Patriarch and lead the Xing Family to glory.

Therefore, Xing Sanming and Xing Qiang's concern is exclusively about Xing Gu. They can perish, but Xing Gu must not!!! Absolutely cannot!

Taking a deep breath, Xing Sanming spoke: "Sir, I am unclear about the grudge between you and our Young Master, but if today you could cease your actions, I can promise to deliver three Mortal Shedding Level Elixirs to you, and also a Mortal Shedding Level Peak martial skill."

Xing Sanming was all in.

Even though the Xing Family was a First-Order Power, to instantly provide three Mortal Shedding Level Elixirs and a Mortal Shedding Level Peak martial skill was akin to wishful thinking, requiring them to empty half the Xing Family and borrow from other First-Order Powers.

It goes without saying how terrifying the conditions Xing Sanming offered were.

It's like trading half of a First-Order Power for Xing Gu's life.

Such a cost and offer made many martial cultivators present inhale sharply, their blood flowing in reversal from shock.

However.

Su Chen simply ignored it.

"Sir, perhaps today you do indeed have the strength to kill our Young Master, but the Xing Family has the Great Elder, the Second Elder, the Patriarch, and several Supreme Elders, all supreme experts. If you really kill our Young Master, you will die, you will absolutely die. The wrath of the Xing Family is beyond your endurance. I perceive you as an extreme talent, far surpassing our Young Master in monstrous talent. Why risk recklessly engaging in mortal enmity with the Xing Family? Why not pursue cultivation peacefully and become a supreme expert of your own one day, wouldn't that be delightful?" Xing Qiang also spoke out. Compared to the staggering cost Xing Sanming offered, Xing Qiang adopted a domineering stance, using the might of the Xing Family for intimidation.

Regretfully.

Su Chen remained unresponsive.

As if he hadn't heard Xing Qiang and Xing Sanming at all, his gaze simply rested silently on Xing Gu: "If I were you, before dying, I would fight back, at least die in battle."

"You..."

"Kid, you've crossed the line!"

Xing Gu didn't speak, while Xing Qiang and Xing Sanming had their faces dramatically change, the previous moment swayed by emotion and reason, attempting to persuade Su Chen. In this instant, their aura turned formidable.

The two had a tacit understanding, not needing words or eye contact, communicating telepathically to strike simultaneously.

And, upon striking, they unleashed their strongest techniques directly, exerting every bit of their power.

Their auras firmly resolute!!! Even seeming to have the resolve for death!

This movement.

Was swift as lightning, akin to a flash of light.

Surging towards Su Chen, strange, deathly silent, icy, fierce, dazzling... murderous intent at full power!

Upon striking, these two aimed at an instant kill of Su Chen, aware that by attacking, it meant a life-and-death struggle, with Su Chen being so powerful, this might be their only chance to attack, hence there couldn't be any holding back.

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