But as a latecomer, one must have the confidence to surpass everything, the self-confidence to dominate the world. What is the way of the Martial God? The God of Martial Arts, unparalleled throughout the ages.

If merely imitating predecessors could lead to success, then why has your Xiang Family, despite knowing that one must first break through the physical body and then the Primordial Spirit, never been able to achieve it?

Others may not understand the crux of the matter, but people of the Xiang Family have fallen into this misconception."

"How are you stronger than me?"

Xiang Qianqiu suddenly raised his head, his hair fluttering, and questioned.

Chen Yuan simply smiled gently. He could have chosen not to speak much, but in this moment, seeing Xiang Qianqiu's almost collapsing mentality, sometimes not saying a few things would indeed leave an endless regret in the future.

Who wouldn't go mad if decades of planning went down the drain?

"Tell me!"

Xiang Qianqiu saw that Chen Yuan had not answered and continued to question.

"If my guess is correct, you should have achieved the Yang God through the Seventh Layer of Thunder Tribulation, right?"

"Yes."

"Then are you aware of what layer of Thunder Tribulation I have attained?"

"You surpassed the Seventh Layer?"

Xiang Qianqiu's eyes widened.

He had once summoned the Eighth Layer of Tribulation Clouds, but unfortunately, they eventually dissipated, and he understood how difficult it truly is to surpass the Seventh Layer of Thunder Tribulation.

"Indeed, I have far surpassed the Seventh Layer of Thunder Tribulation, and it was precisely because of this; long ago, I obtained a trace of the Ancestor Seal.

Because I had the hope of truly stepping into the way of the Martial God, while you, limited by aptitude and Spirit, will never succeed. To become a Martial God, one must first surpass the Seventh Layer of Thunder Tribulation.

Thus, only then can you withstand the dual pressures from the heavens and the physical body. Now... do you understand?"

Chen Yuan looked down at Xiang Qianqiu.

"So that's it, ha ha ha... so that's it... it turns out that from beginning to end, I was just an ignorant frog at the bottom of the well, everything I put in turned out to be meaningless."

Xiang Qianqiu muttered to himself, sometimes laughing, sometimes grieving.

His expression made Chen Yuan feel an inner sense of relief, for Xiang Qianqiu had been the shadow lingering over him for so long.

He was indeed the greatest threat to Chen Yuan's core, repeatedly scheming and breaking through obstacles, and almost interspersing throughout Chen Yuan's growth in recent years.

Finally,

finally seeing the proud Xiang Qianqiu collapse in front of him.

At this moment, Chen Yuan suddenly understood why villains always seemed to talk excessively at crucial moments; it is a release of the comfort emanating from the heart.

To have wealth and not return home is like wearing embroidered clothes while walking at night.

If Xiang Qianqiu were to die simply and easily, it would indeed feel disappointing for the scene, as well as unjust to the bitterness experienced from Xiang Qianqiu's schemes over so long.

"Since you understand now, let's get on with it."

Looking at the manic Xiang Qianqiu, Chen Yuan said softly.

"Ha ha... you are merely a competitor on equal footing with me, what makes you think you can kill me? If I fall, do you think you can escape unscathed?"

Xiang Qianqiu quickly regained clarity amidst the madness, scoffing.

"You indeed have talent, but you can never see the bigger picture clearly; it's been mentioned that the Ancestor Seal once marked me, and now the God Slaying Spear is in my hand.

The advantage is with me, understood?"

"Ha ha ha, arrogant, arrogant! You think that with the God Slaying Spear you can kill me?"

"Your life's confidence is merely the Ancestor Seal, it is the source of your motivation, but... if you die because of it, would you eternally remain unwilling?"

"What do you mean?"

Xiang Qianqiu suddenly sensed a foreboding feeling.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, gathering his essence and spirit, his body quickly cracking with lines, drops of Essence Blood instantly merging into the God Slaying Spear. He nodded slightly, whispering:

"Please... Grand Ancestor!"

Suddenly, the void changed color, and the techniques Xiang Qianqiu had previously showcased reappeared at this moment, a terrifying figure of a hundred feet in height swiftly condensed.

With the God Slaying Spear in hand, murderous intent pierced straight into the heavens, directly locking onto Xiang Qianqiu.

From the moment the Ancestor Seal manifested, Xiang Qianqiu was overwhelmed with fear, feeling ice-cold all over, he wanted to escape without hesitation.

But he too experienced everything Chen Yuan had just gone through, the entire world abruptly froze, Xiang Qianqiu's shocked expression was still frozen on his face.

The Grand Ancestor's shadow gently thrust, directly penetrating time and space, in an instant reaching Xiang Qianqiu, his eyes filled with despair.

...

...

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Before Chen Yuan executed Xiang Qianqiu, the confrontation between Moluo and the Seven Killings Hall Ancestor had reached a crucial moment, because of the methods left behind by both sides previously.

Moluo was heavily injured, but the Seven Killings Hall Ancestor was even more deeply wounded, continuously suppressed by Moluo, struggling to resist.

He regretted coming to this place, the benefits were yet to be fully gained, yet his injuries were nearly life-threatening, even doubling the Divine Origin couldn't compensate for his losses.

He now just wanted to hear news of Chen Yuan's death or Xiang Qianqiu's assistance, but alas, the surrounding void remained motionless.

His breath was rapidly declining.

Finally, after yet another confrontation, the Seven Killings Hall Ancestor lost an arm, sensing his injuries, his desire to retreat grew stronger.

Reluctant to risk his life with Moluo, for he values his life, glared fiercely at Moluo, coldly saying:

"Today's feud, I shall remember it, there will be a time for retribution in the future."

"You have no future."

Moluo glanced at the Seven Killings Hall Ancestor, his aura rising ever more, the terrifying thousand-foot Golden Body once again emitted golden light, its formidable aura sweeping through the void.

"I may die, but do you not care about Chen Yuan? Do you think he, a Demi-Immortal, could fend off Xiang Qianqiu at the Human Immortal Realm, especially with the God Slaying Spear?"

Moluo subtly frowned but quickly relaxed:

"It doesn't matter this time."

"You..."

The Seven Killings Hall Ancestor's tone was momentarily stunned, he said no more, directly tearing open a void rift and escaped, he might as well linger around this place, he had no desire to fight this dead monk again.

Moluo remained speechless, reached out a finger, attempting to freeze the void, preventing the opponent's departure, as long as within the fighting range, leaving was extremely difficult, one must see if the other party agreed or not.

Yet, it was at this moment that an immensely magnificent and terrifying aura swiftly spread over the void, the presence and majesty both Moluo and the Seven Killings Hall Ancestor found hard to believe.

Such existence likely surpassed the powerful ones at the Earth Immortal Realm, how could such presence spread here?

The Seven Killings Hall Ancestor panicked, decisively began burning the power of his Primordial Spirit, trying to escape the place, fearing becoming a target in a clash among mighty experts.

Moluo likewise became incredibly serious, even disregarding the Seven Killings Hall Ancestor's escape, more concerned with Chen Yuan's safety at this moment.

Alas, the Heavenly Book had not yet transmitted any news.

He even took out Lu Chengfeng's token, though struggling internally, the terrifying aura made his Primordial Spirit tremble, perhaps only an existence like Lu Chengfeng could face it.

What on earth has transpired?!

Could it be that the Immortal Sect is opening its doors, with the Immortal Domain descending upon the mundane realm?

Otherwise, how can it be explained?

It certainly couldn't be the commotion caused by Chen Yuan and Xiang Qianqiu, could it?

...

The God Slaying Spear pierced through Xiang Qianqiu's forehead, nailing him in the void, facing the terrifying Ancestor Seal, he had no effective means of resistance.

All his defenses collapsed instantly.

And he lacked Chen Yuan's Qi Fortune Altar as a foundation, the God Slaying Spear directly disregarded this once brief master, unhesitatingly unleashing its power.

Chen Yuan's gaze was calm, he let out a breath.

Xiang Qianqiu, this great adversary, was finally... completely taken care of.