Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 847: Chapter 846: The Might of Nangong Chenfeng!

”Hoo...”

Nangong Chenfeng let out a soft breath, watching the two figures rushing towards him. Then, his right hand abruptly rose and grasped the sword hilt, drawing his blade without hesitation!

”Screech!”

As he unsheathed the blade, a piercing sound reverberated through the void, akin to the noise of intense friction.

And as the blade was drawn, even before the attack commenced, a pitch-black rift appeared at the edge of its blade.

The long knife gleamed in a shade of black—deep and mysterious—adorning faint starlight upon its surface. It was less a long knife and more akin to a fragment of the starry sky.

Earth Nether Level weapon!

Even Su Han, amidst his frantic escape, couldn’t help but glance back as he noticed Nangong Chenfeng was making his move. However, his speed did not falter in the slightest.

This was the first time Su Han had ever seen someone wield an Earth Nether Level weapon, aside from the Ultimate Night of the Divine Blade itself. Even Han Yunlai only owned two top-grade Holy Spirit weapons.

At the same time, it was also Su Han’s first time witnessing a true powerhouse of the One Slash Palace in action!

Having known Nangong Chenfeng, Su Han had heard him utter the same words twice before—”Don’t push me to draw my blade!”

And both instances were directed at Wang Mo.

It was clear Wang Mo harbored deep fear toward Nangong Chenfeng. From this alone, one could discern the truth in the rumors that when someone from the One Slash Palace drew their blade, blood would flow for a thousand miles!

Now, Su Han was curious to witness the true extent of Nangong Chenfeng’s strength. Against two seasoned Dragon Emperor Realm experts—Han Yunlai and Liushui Qingya—what sort of outcome would his blade bring?

”Slash!”

After unsheathing his blade, Nangong Chenfeng uttered no further words but a single command.

At that moment, his aura surged dramatically. The speed of this escalation was absolutely terrifying, as if he had jumped straight from the ground into the heavens.

Simultaneously, Nangong Chenfeng’s demeanor transformed entirely. Previously, he had remained calm even while drawing his blade sheath, yet now, his aura turned icy cold. The surrounding void seemed on the verge of freezing completely.

Even from his mere presence, Nangong Chenfeng’s horrifying power was evident!

”Whoosh!”

As his command fell, the pitch-black long knife in his hand slashed downward.

No visible sword light emerged, only a streak of black radiance flickered through the void. Immediately, the massive fist formed by Liushui Qingya’s Dragon Technique was split cleanly in two with an explosive *bang*!

Before the fragmented fist completely dissipated, another metallic clanging sound echoed. Soon, the faint crackling noise reached everyone’s ears.

All witnessed, mouths agape, stunned to the core.

They saw with their own eyes—one of Han Yunlai’s two top-grade Holy Spirit long swords shattered under the black radiance, breaking cleanly in half!

”So, this is Nangong Chenfeng, the Fourth Palace Master of the One Slash Palace...”

”Rumor has it that the One Slash Palace has four Palace Masters, and Nangong Chenfeng is said to be the weakest among them...”

”Are you serious? Han Yunlai and Liushui Qingya are legendary warriors of the Sect of the Battle God and Giant Island—ancient, peerless experts! Both are elder-level figures, yet under Nangong Chenfeng’s blade, one Holy Spirit weapon was broken, and Liushui Qingya’s Dragon Technique was dispelled!”

”If even the weakest is this strong, then just how terrifying could the strongest Palace Master, Nangong Duanchen, be?”

”As expected, even though Nangong Chenfeng claimed that we were underestimating the One Slash Palace, we still cannot fathom its true depths.”

”It’s said that apart from the four Palace Masters, the One Slash Palace houses enigmatic priests and the infamous Dragon Slayers—existences that rival the four Palace Masters in power!”

”No wonder the One Slash Palace dared risk offending five super sects just to save Su Zun. Perhaps, in the eyes of the One Slash Palace, the five combined might pose a threat, but individually? Not worth considering.”

...

Murky discussion ensued, each voice filled with shock.

They had witnessed ordinary disciples of the One Slash Palace battle on many occasions, particularly during sect competitions.

But to see a true powerhouse of the One Slash Palace in action—this was their first time!

”Even if you haven’t tasted pork, you’ve seen the pigs walk,” they thought.

They had all heard of battles between Dragon Emperor Realm experts, known for their elusive outcomes—fights stretched over three days and nights amid chaos, with no definitive winner or loser.

Initially, they assumed Nangong Chenfeng, Han Yunlai, and Liushui Qingya were equals. At most, Nangong Chenfeng could hold the two at bay.

Even achieving that would’ve been impressive—after all, these were Dragon Emperor Realm experts. Handling the combined power of two opponents single-handedly was an achievement worthy of a lifetime’s bragging rights.

But the truth was far more shocking...

”Splurt!”

Liushui Qingya spat out a mouthful of blood. His massive form appeared pale, his right hand streaming with crimson from a clearly visible gash.

The tremendous fist light, now cleaved in two, also shattered into oblivion in the skies above.

Such was the result!

With a single slash, Nangong Chenfeng broke Han Yunlai’s top-grade Holy Spirit weapon, dispelled Liushui Qingya’s powerful Dragon Technique, drew blood from his palm, and injured him severely!

”I told you—you are not my match.”

Nangong Chenfeng shook his head, his garments fluttering in windless grace, his long hair dancing lightly, a look of relaxed indifference upon his face.

The aura of a world-class powerhouse was displayed utterly in this moment.

Yet, he did not pursue further.

First, he wouldn’t kill Han Yunlai and Liushui Qingya—Dragon Emperor Realm experts. While it was well within his power to slaughter the millions of ordinary disciples from the Sect of the Battle God and Giant Island, he couldn’t kill their Dragon Emperor Realm champions.

If he did, true enmity would ensue—an undying conflict.

Second, despite overwhelming dominance, killing figures of their caliber wasn’t so simple. As equals of the early Dragon Emperor Realm, even Nangong Chenfeng couldn’t swiftly crush them.

At this level, murder became excruciatingly difficult.

”Perhaps, joined together, they might stand a chance against me,” he muttered.

Nangong Chenfeng’s eyes flashed as he raised his hand around the long knife, striking toward the distant void!

”Screech!”

With a single slash, he split the expanse of space itself in halves, forcing two figures to emerge from the void, faces pale and disheveled.

From their robes, it was clear—they belonged to the Immortal Dao Court!

These two were none other than the Mad Immortals summoned through Du Yuehui’s plea for reinforcements!