The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 921 Unofficial decision

Nanzhou Holy Flame Island, in the Holy Flame Realm.

Shang Jicheng used the cover of the rain and moisture, and also put an invisibility talisman on himself, to approach Pan Chengfeng silently and use the seventh-level talisman 'Mysterious Earth Imprisonment'.

The sixth-order invisibility talisman was not enough to deceive Pan Chengfeng's divine sense.

But the previous attack had left him no time to spare. Just as he dispersed the giant water column, Shang Jicheng's attack arrived.

It can only be said that Shang Jicheng's ability to seize opportunities is still very impressive, a stark contrast to his previous rage and incompetence.

"You were faking it all along?" Pan Chengfeng, who was restrained, couldn't move at all, so he could only try to buy some time by talking nonsense.

Shang Jicheng slowly took out a talisman from his storage bracelet and sneered, "Don't you like lecturing? Well, let me tell you something too: don't be so self-righteous! Go..."

"Hey~~ Hey~~ Wait a minute!" Pan Chengfeng, who was trapped, shouted, "I can't even move now, why waste a seventh-level talisman? Just give me a slash, and I'll die in one strike."

Shang Jicheng frowned and said, "Trying to stall for time? I won't fall for it. Die!"

"Enough!" Pan Chengfeng suddenly gave a wicked smile and shouted at Shang Jicheng's back, "Kick him in the face!"

Hearing the talisman, Shang Jicheng turned around in surprise.

With a 'bang', a large foot landed squarely on his handsome face, sending Shang Jicheng flying hundreds of meters away.

A corpse over two meters tall, covered in oily yellow skin and expressionless, appeared before the crowd.

After kicking Shang Jicheng away, the Corpse King quickly cleaned the black Xuan Tu off Pan Chengfeng's body.

Pan Chengfeng patted the dirt off his body and said, "Luckily, I was careful and released the corpse in advance, otherwise I would have suffered a great loss."

When Shang Jicheng used an invisibility talisman to approach Pan Chengfeng through the fog, Pan Chengfeng secretly released the corpse.

Although Fu Shi only possesses the strength of the Great Perfection of the Void Refinement Realm, it is sufficient to deal with Shang Jicheng.

Shang Jicheng was kicked hundreds of meters away, rolling countless times before finally stopping, lying on the ground spitting out blood.

Pan Chengfeng flashed to Shang Jicheng's side, grabbed the still coughing blood Shang Jicheng and laughed, "Sorry, sorry."

"This young master's puppet doesn't know its own strength; it actually kicked Young Master Shang's face off!"

Indeed, Shang Jicheng's face is now sunken in, and he is unrecognizable from his original appearance.

"You...you..." Shang Jicheng stammered, "You dare...kill me? The Shang family will never..."

With a loud "bang!", Pan Chengfeng punched Shang Jicheng in the dented face and said, "You dare threaten me? The Shang family is nothing! I'll wipe them out sooner or later!"

"Release the young master!" the merchant's henchman roared, leading hundreds of cultivators to charge forward.

Seeing this, Xin'er led the cultivators from the three sects to surround the merchant cultivators, coldly saying, "If you dare to make any more moves, I won't be polite!"

Pan Chengfeng waved his hand and looked at the merchant's follower, saying, "Your young master has sworn a solemn oath. Do you really want to interfere?"

Shang Jicheng's follower looked troubled, glanced at the cultivators from the three sects around him, and secretly blamed Shang Jicheng.

But he was Shang Jicheng's follower, and if something happened to Shang Jicheng, he would be in trouble too. So he braced himself and bowed, saying, "Captain Pan, for the sake of our shared Eastern Continent camp, please spare the young master this time..."

Pan Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Spare him once? He didn't hesitate when he tried to kill me!"

As he spoke, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three punches landed on Shang Jicheng's face in quick succession.

Shang Jicheng's handsome face was no longer recognizable; his eyes and nose were squeezed together, making them almost indistinguishable.

"Kill...kill him..." Shang Jicheng said haltingly, "Shang Qing...kill him!"

"Ouch!" Pan Chengfeng cried out and picked up Shang Jicheng to continue beating him.

Shang Jicheng only had the cultivation level of the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. Although his magical power was much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, his physical strength was not much stronger. He was kicked half to death by the Corpse King.

Pan Chengfeng glanced at Shang Jicheng's lower body, and an evil thought surged into his mind.

However, he then looked at the merchant cultivator who was eyeing him menacingly.

Pan Chengfeng believed that if he dared to cripple Shang Jicheng, these hundreds of Shang cultivators would fight him to the death.

Pan Chengfeng wasn't afraid of them, but rather afraid that if the Shang family cultivators fought desperately, he would have no choice but to kill them.

Killing a few hundred merchant cultivators in front of hundreds of thousands of cultivators from the Eastern Continent would have a very bad influence, especially since he was destined to become the sect leader!

Having abandoned the "Child-Severing Kick," Pan Chengfeng unleashed another flurry of punches, until Shang Jicheng completely lost consciousness.

Pan Chengfeng unceremoniously removed Shang Jicheng's storage bracelet.

He then tossed Shang Jicheng to his henchman like trash, saying, "Out of respect for the Evil Emperor, I won't kill him. But if he dares to provoke me again, it won't be as simple as just giving him a good beating!"

Shang Qing quickly caught Shang Jicheng and checked his injuries.

After a short while, Shang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "Although the injury was severe, it did not damage his foundation. It seems that they held back."

Shang Qing hurriedly took out a bunch of healing pills and stuffed them into Shang Jicheng's mouth.

He then picked up Shang Jicheng, said to Pan Chengfeng, "Thank you," and flew away with the group of Shang cultivators.

He knew his young master well; having lost face in front of so many people, who knew what kind of trouble he would cause if he woke up still here? So he hurriedly led everyone away.

Sacred Flame Island, Emperor Yan's Study.

Emperor Yan chuckled and said, "This kid really gives face to you, Lord Evil Emperor!"

The Evil Emperor said expressionlessly, "Do I need a little brat like him to give me face?"

"You brat! He never wanted to kill Shang Jicheng, yet he used me, the Emperor, as an excuse!"

Emperor Yan smiled slightly and said, "If you don't like this kid, you can give him to me. When he reaches the Nascent Soul stage, I will directly take him as my last disciple."

"Dream on!" the Evil Emperor said coldly. "You'd better not try anything with him. I've already decided on him."

"A primordial holy body, a rare find even once in ten thousand years! I refuse to believe that with my nurturing, that curse cannot be broken!"

After a barrage of words, the two emperors turned the image of the sphere of light to the other side.

The Evil Emperor was slightly taken aback when he saw the scene inside the sphere of light and said, "This little girl actually ran over there!"

Emperor Yan frowned slightly and said, "She wants the 'Heavenly Rhyme Divine Mushroom,' but there is an eighth-order magical beast guarding it. She probably can't do it by herself."

“‘Heavenly Rhyme Divine Mushroom’?” the Evil Emperor exclaimed in surprise. “Didn’t you say that the previous one was the last one? How come there’s another one?!”

Emperor Yan said calmly, "Since when have you become so obedient to me? You believe everything I say?"

"You!" The Evil Emperor was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly chuckled and said, "I heard that kid came to participate in the competition this time also for the 'Heavenly Rhyme Divine Mushroom.' I wonder if this one is enough for them to share~"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yan replied, "As long as they can kill that eighth-order magical beast, why shouldn't I give them another one?"

Evil Emperor: "…………"

Return to the Holy Flame Realm.

Pan Chengfeng was rummaging through Shang Jicheng's storage bracelet when he took out three talismans that emitted a faint glow and said, "Good heavens, the Shang family is really rich and powerful, actually giving Shang Jicheng five seventh-tier talismans!"

Pan Chengfeng picked up a talisman radiating green light and said, "This is... a mid-grade seventh-tier 'Divine Vine Binding'! Damn, Shang Jicheng didn't use it just now, otherwise I would be finished."

Judging from the name, I thought this talisman was some kind of control spell.

But in reality, this is a truly deadly spell. Once entangled by the divine vine, one's life force will be drained in less than two breaths!

Pan Chengfeng carefully put away the 'Divine Vine Talisman', then looked at the other two talismans.

One of them was the talisman that Shang Jicheng had just taken out to take Pan Chengfeng's life, a low-grade seventh-rank 'Soul Devouring Talisman'.

The other one is a mid-grade seventh-tier lightning-type talisman, 'Thunder Dragon Technique: Dragon Slayer'.

Pan Chengfeng stroked his chin and muttered, "Damn it, among my generation, only I, Shangguan Heng, and Yan Qingyun can use the 'Dragon Break' technique."

Shangguan Heng would never help someone make this mid-grade seventh-rank thunder talisman. Even if he did, he would report it to the sect and keep a record.

Yan Qingyun's strength is insufficient to create seventh-tier talismans, so that leaves the elders..."

After thinking for a while, Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "Damn it, could it be those bastards from the Yu family again?!"

Pan Chengfeng wiped away non-existent cold sweat and thought to himself, "If Shang Jicheng throws out these two mid-grade seventh-rank talismans without a second thought, I might really be in for a disaster."

These two mid-grade seventh-tier talismans were probably meant for Shang Jicheng to use in snatching the Companion Demon Grass. But man proposes, God disposes; now they've benefited me!"

After taking stock of Shang's inherited storage bracelets, besides these talismans, there were also two magic treasures: a low-grade shield and a mid-grade rope-type magic treasure.

The rest consisted of some pills, spirit stones, and daily necessities.

Pan Chengfeng slapped his forehead and said, "I forgot to take off Shang Jicheng's magic robe. It seems to be a high-grade magic treasure. What a pity."