173. Sentencing to Death (Part Two - Seeking Subscriptions)

"How is the situation?"

After the flying sword departed, Ma Dingdang summoned the phoenix atop her hair ornament to carry them both in rapid flight. Soon, the flying sword returned, and she asked anxiously.

"Someone is heavily injured, but there are no fatalities. That Western martial sage only had an arm injured by me, but the others were intercepted," Chen Fengyun nodded and said.

The two had originally been forty or fifty miles away from the battlefield, and coupled with Nirom's prompt escape, by the time the flying sword caught up with him, he was already eighty miles away—virtually the limit of Chen Fengyun's sword flight. Therefore, he only managed to injure Nirom's arm, still allowing him to escape.

Although Delagu and Clive desperately sought to flee, Ma Xiaoling used all her strength to pin them down, tangling with them and blocking their escape path simultaneously, preventing them from getting very far. Then came the piercing cry of a phoenix, followed by a streak of colorful light hurtling toward them.

"Hum..."

A tremendous aura surged into the sky, causing everyone ahead to change color in dismay. This was an aura they had only just felt—the aura of an Innate Martial Sage.

However, while the Western powerhouses were struck with terror and despair, the Huaxia people breathed a sigh of relief, clearly recognizing the arrival of a Huaxia Innate Martial Sage. The two women from the Ma family, meanwhile, felt a twinge of confusion, finding the aura somewhat familiar.

"You have quite the nerve, trespassing in Huaxia and injuring people!" Immediately, a crisp voice resounded across the heavens and earth, and the phoenix avatar appeared before everyone's eyes.

Everyone saw a pair of young people standing atop a phoenix-shaped flying craft. Though dressed in modern attire, their demeanor was ethereal and otherworldly, much like immortals descending to the mortal realm.

"Dingdang!"

"Miss Ma!"

"It's the genius maiden of the Ma family."

"Ma Dingdang has actually become an Innate Martial Sage!"

"Who is the young man standing beside her?"

Instantly, Ma Lina cried out, and the surrounding Huaxia powerhouses began to chatter among themselves. Meanwhile, Chen Fengyun spotted the injured Uncle Thirteen. Giving Ma Dingdang a gentle word to handle things, he flew through the air directly toward Uncle Thirteen.

"Cough, cough, cough! Little brother, you've arrived. I just heard the old dame from the Ma family say you have a good relationship with their girl, and it certainly seems true now. Cough, cough, cough..."

Uncle Thirteen laughed while coughing, and the people nearby finally realized that the young man before them was the legendary Mr. Chen from Chengdu they had previously discussed. They had never imagined he would be so young.

"Uncle Thirteen, you're coughing like this and still have the heart to joke with me? Come, let me check your injuries first," Chen Fengyun said with a wry smile.

"With you here, I knew I wouldn't die," Uncle Thirteen laughed heartily.

Chen Fengyun swept his divine sense over him and found that Uncle Thirteen's internal organs and meridians had suffered some damage. He retrieved some spiritual spring water for him to drink and used spiritual Qi to regulate his condition, ensuring he would recover within a few days.

Afterward, he provided brief treatments to Wan Huafeng and Ma Lina, ensuring that both would recover after a few days of rest, before standing up and looking into midair.

"Dingdang, when did you break through to the Innate Martial Sage realm?" Even the Ma family's great-aunt was astonished by how rapidly Ma Dingdang's cultivation had advanced.

"Great-aunt, a month or two ago, Chen Fengyun and I went to the Ten Thousand Great Mountains in Western Hunan for a trip. We encountered some fortuitous encounters and I broke through with Fengyun's help," Ma Dingdang said with a giggle.

"So he is the Mr. Chen you always talk about. You truly make a well-matched pair," Ma Xiaoling said to Dingdang with indulgent affection.

Yet, inwardly, she was secretly shaken, for she could not sense Chen Fengyun's cultivation level at all. To her perception, he seemed like an ordinary person, yet she had just witnessed him flying through the air, knowing full well he was anything but ordinary.

"Indeed, not long ago, we went underwater in the Three Gorges to the ruins of the Fengdu Ghost City deep underground, entering the legendary Netherworld grotto-heaven. We fought a fierce battle with a ghost king—if Fengyun hadn't protected me, I almost became the ghost king's afternoon snack," Ma Dingdang recounted animatedly.

"We can discuss those matters later. Let's deal with these intruders first. The two leaders are Delagu, vice leader of the Crimson Assassins, and Clive, vice leader of the Angel Mercenaries. They came to Huaxia this time looking for the Dark Blood assassin Wilson and the Angel mercenary Greg.

"As it turned out, they harbored an Innate Martial Sage among them who suddenly attacked us. If you hadn't arrived in time and scared him off from afar, the rest of us probably would have perished here today," Ma Xiaoling recounted the recent events.

"Hmph, they have a lot of nerve, daring to barge into Huaxia to kill people. No need for further discussion—kill them all right now."

Ma Dingdang, who had still been smiling moments before, saw her expression darken instantly upon hearing her great-aunt's words. A majestic momentum emanated from her body as she cast a cold gaze upon the group of Western powerhouses.

"Do you Huaxia people intend to make enemies of the entire world? We know that powerhouses from many countries entered Huaxia at that time, yet not a single one returned—they were all slaughtered by you Huaxia people.

"If you dare to kill us today, not only will the Crimson Assassins and the Angel Mercenaries fight you to the bitter end, but powerhouses from numerous other nations will also rise up and jointly attack Huaxia!" Delagu and Clive roared with grim expressions.

"There's no need for such trouble. A few days from now, I will personally visit Britain and the Holy See to see how much longer the old vampire sleeping in the blood pool and the old angel within the Holy See can live. As for you lot, since you dared to injure people in Huaxia today, you won't be going back," a cold voice echoed from below, as Chen Fengyun looked at them as though they were already dead men.

"Who on earth are you? How do you know so much?" The two men's expressions turned ashen. The opponent seemed entirely unfazed even by their greatest backing, meaning there was certainly no hope of being spared today.

"Who am I? A Huaxia person. Someone you cannot afford to provoke, and someone the old fellows behind you cannot afford to provoke either. However, you won't live to witness the demise of those two old fellows," Chen Fengyun smiled with quiet contempt, shaking his head as he looked at them.

"Roar..."

In tandem with Chen Fengyun's pronouncement, a purple-golden divine dragon rose from behind Ma Dingdang, its scales as vivid and realistic as life itself. The terrifying oppressive aura caused every single creature within a radius of a hundred miles to fall completely silent.

"Run!"

Delagu and Clive immediately split up, fleeing in opposite directions, while the other Western powerhouses scattered wildly, hoping to run faster than their companions and miraculously escape with their lives.

"Ah..."

However, just as some of them had barely turned around, a shrill, miserable scream echoed from behind—horrifyingly, it came from Clive, the most powerful among them. As the divine dragon charged toward him, Clive unleashed his full strength with the Angelic Light Sword, only to be crushed away like dry wood snapping in a gale by the dragon, which instantly tore his body into a bloody mist.