Chapter 47: Chapter 46: One Day, I Will Trample You Underfoot

After the pillar of light connecting heaven and earth silently vanished, a pale blue figure appeared, suspended in mid-air.

This was not a physical body.

It was formed entirely of light, shimmering with a flowing blue radiance. It emanated a supreme glow, sacred and inviolable, making anyone who looked upon it feel as if they were facing a vast, boundless sea or gazing up at an endless sky.

Although it was not a physical body, but merely an illusion condensed from energy, it did nothing to diminish its power and majesty. The moment it appeared, it became the center of everyone’s attention.

This was an incomparably tyrannical existence, countless times stronger than the likes of Yun Haoran!

"Senior Brother Lan?"

Jiang Ziyou, who had been on the verge of despair, was jolted. A look of ecstatic joy filled her eyes as she cried out in surprise.

This Senior Brother Lan was none other than the strongest prodigy in the history of the Saint Martial Sword Sect—Lan Haichen!

A peerless genius who had broken through to the True Martial Realm at thirteen and was now vying for the position of Saint Disciple, a title that had been vacant in the Saint Martial Sword Sect for hundreds of years.

Even within the Saint Martial Sword Sect, this person was a top-tier master.

Ever since Jiang Ziyou had used the Saint Martial Order to contact the Saint Martial Sword Sect, Lan Haichen had taken the initiative to approach her, promising her benefits and taking great care of her. He had even sent a special envoy to the remote Yandu City just to ensure her safe escort to the Saint Martial Sword Sect.

This showed just how much importance Lan Haichen placed on Jiang Ziyou!

A moment ago, she had been drowning in despair. Seeing Lan Haichen appear now, how could she not be thrilled and excited?

As Lan Haichen materialized, a beam of blue light shot out in front of Jiang Ziyou, not only blocking Yun Haoran’s sharp palm strike but also condensing into a blue Palm Seal. With a BOOM, it slammed into Yun Haoran’s chest. Yun Haoran screamed and was sent flying backward.

The clothes on his chest burst apart, revealing a bloody Palm Seal. Blood trickled from all seven of his orifices.

But Yun Haoran dared not utter a single complaint. He even suppressed his pain, stumbling to his knees and kowtowing repeatedly to Lan Haichen, slamming his head forcefully against the ground without holding back.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Bloody marks were left on the ground. Yun Haoran’s voice trembled with terror. "Senior Brother Lan, spare me! Spare my life... I was forced to act against Junior Sister Ziyou. I beg you to spare me, Senior Brother Lan! I’ll never dare to do it again! Spare me..."

"Yun Haoran, you have some nerve. I ordered you to protect Ziyou, yet you dared to attack her?" Lan Haichen said indifferently.

"Senior Brother Lan, please see the truth! I was forced!" Yun Haoran said repeatedly, not daring to lift his head.

"Forced?" Lan Haichen’s voice was cold and detached, like that of a lofty god looking down upon the mortal world.

Yun Haoran hurriedly pointed at Jiang Chen. "Senior Brother Lan, it was him! He forced me to cripple Junior Sister Ziyou!"

With deep hatred and venom in her eyes, Jiang Ziyou said coldly, "Senior Brother Lan, this person is named Jiang Chen. He’s the one who has tried to kill me time and time again. You must avenge me!"

The corners of Jiang Ziyou’s mouth curled up. Her gaze on Jiang Chen was filled with a chilling coldness and the thrill of revenge. ’Jiang Chen, oh, Jiang Chen, you never would have imagined that Senior Brother Lan was so powerful he could manifest himself here to protect me, did you? Hahaha, so what if you’re strong? So what if you performed a miracle by reaching a level comparable to the True Martial Realm in just two short months? You’ve offended me, and now death is your only way out!’

Jiang Tai, who had also been filled with despair, was now ecstatic. He sneered at Jiang Chen, "You little bastard! Lord Lan values Ziyou immensely. Now that he’s here, not even the Celestial King himself could save you!"

As for Sima Tao and the others, they were already trembling in fear at Lan Haichen’s god-like display of power, not even daring to raise their heads. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Oh?"

The blue illusion narrowed its eyes, casting an indifferent gaze toward Jiang Chen, a gaze that seemed capable of seeing through everything.

When it landed on Jiang Chen, he felt a chill run through his entire body. The blood in his veins seemed to freeze, a tightness gripped his chest, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

’This person’s power is absolutely terrifying!’

A cold voice emanated from Lan Haichen’s illusion. "Audacious ant, do you know that Jiang Ziyou is my woman? You dared to lay a hand on her... Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"How do you want to die?"

Five simple words, spoken with a calm tone as if they were a mere greeting, held no physical attack. Yet, those same five words triggered a deafening roar.

The entire sacrificial altar began to vibrate violently. His gaze was like a sharp sword, instantly piercing toward Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen’s expression changed. He coughed up a large mouthful of blood. In that instant, his body felt as if it had been plunged into the depths of an ancient glacier. An intense sense of life-and-death crisis, one he had never felt before, surfaced in his mind. It made his head roar, as if he had lost the ability to think, leaving him fragile and vulnerable.

He felt an unprecedented aura of death envelop his heart. The life force within him was draining away rapidly, as if he were about to wither. His Soul Fire flickered, on the verge of being extinguished at any moment. Bloody marks even appeared in his eyes.

Loneliness, helplessness, and death transformed into a towering mountain, pressing down on him, threatening to crush him to pieces and cast him into eternal damnation.

’Senior Brother Lan is so strong. He can nearly kill Jiang Chen with just a single sentence? Senior Brother Lan said that as long as I enter the Sword Sect, he will use all his resources to train me. Then, I’ll definitely be able to become this powerful too. Hehehe, Jiang Chen, oh, Jiang Chen, what makes you think you can fight me? I will eventually become superior to all others! Then, like Senior Brother Lan, I will reign over heaven and earth and become the supreme Female Venerable! And you, Jiang Chen, will forever be nothing more than a lowly ant!’ Seeing all this unfold, the confusion and dejection in Jiang Ziyou’s heart were swept away, replaced once more by confidence and powerful ambition.