4392: C4392 It Begged for Mercy

C4392 It Begged for Mercy

"No... please let me go! I was wrong, I shouldn't have competed with you for the Yin Yang Lock! I beg you! I really know I was wrong, I beg you..."

The Yin Yang God knelt on the ground and begged Chen Shaofeng.

"Let you go? Why should I let you go?" Chen Shaofeng sneered.

"I am willing to serve my master as a slave. Please let me go, I beg you!"

"You are of the Yin Yang clan, and we are enemies. Why should I let you go!" Chen Shaofeng shook his head: "Besides, if you really became a slave, how could I be at ease?"

The Yin Yang God's entire body was ice-cold. He knew that he would most likely die today.

"Chen Shaofeng, I curse you!"

"Give me a curse, but I believe that this curse will be fulfilled very soon!"

Chen Shaofeng's eyes were filled with coldness. The other party's threat had no effect on him at all.

"I'm going to kill you, kill you!" The Yin Yang God was extremely angry.

At this moment, Chen Shaofeng felt a huge attractive force coming from between his brows.

"What's going on?"

He felt a sense of danger, but before he could react, he felt that he had entered an empty space.

"Ah!"

The Yin Yang God screamed, and then he found that his body had become transparent and was weakening!

"No, no!" The Yin Yang God was terrified. He wanted to break free from that strange spatial energy, but there was nothing he could do.

Just when he thought that his soul would be devoured, he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his forehead.

"Aaaah!"

This was the voice of the Yin Yang God. His soul had finally regained its physical form.

Chen Shaofeng walked out of the space and said lightly: "I advise you not to worry. Right now, I don't want to argue with you. If you dare to attack me again, I will destroy the entire Yin Yang clan. At that time, no one will be able to save you!"

After Chen Shaofeng finished speaking, he walked forward.

The Yin Yang God's Yin Yang Divine Power suddenly erupted and blasted towards Chen Shaofeng.

However, this time, Chen Shaofeng had already expected his actions. His figure suddenly disappeared and appeared a hundred meters away.

The Yin Yang God's attack missed and heavily smashed into the ground, creating a huge crater.

This scene stunned the Yin Yang God. "My... My soul has no effect at all?! This... How is this possible? How is it possible that I have no effect at all?! "

The Yin Yang God fell into extreme fear and confusion.

"Chen...Chen... Chen Shaofeng, I know I was wrong. Please spare me! I am willing to become your mount, I am willing to help you, at your service!" The Yin Yang God said in a trembling voice.

"It's too late. You must die!" Chen Shaofeng sneered.

The Yin Yang God's face was filled with disbelief: "No... No, you won't kill me. I am of the Yin Yang clan! If you kill me, the entire Yin Yang clan will hunt you down!"

"Hehe, I know you are a member of the Yin Yang clan!"

Chen Shaofeng laughed in disdain: "However, I am not afraid of them, because I am invincible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Shaofeng once again used the Nine Yang Divine Art. The Yin Yang God's soul was instantly burnt to ashes by his Nine Yang True Fire, and he completely fell.

After doing all this, Chen Shaofeng turned around and left.

He did not continue to stay here. Instead, he flew up into the sky.

He stopped when he was still five kilometers away from the top of the sky.

His figure slowly disappeared in the void.

Not long after, his figure once again condensed and turned into a young man. It was Chen Shaofeng!

"Hu!"

Exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, Chen Shaofeng looked into the distance.

"Chen Shaofeng, you are quite bold. You even dare to offend the Yin Yang Clan. Do you know that you have already caused a lot of trouble?!"

When Chen Shaofeng heard this, the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking smile: "Trouble? I haven't encountered any trouble yet. I'm still alive and well. I want to kill the patriarch of your Yin Yang Clan, and I want to kill your entire Yin Yang Clan!"

Chen Shaofeng's body suddenly erupted with a monstrous amount of blood aura.

A sinister expression appeared on his face as he clenched his fists tightly.

"I want to see how powerful your Yin Yang Clan is!"

Chen Shaofeng's voice sounded, and then, with a shake of his body, he turned into a wisp of red smoke and disappeared.

After Chen Shaofeng left, the place returned to normal.

In the sky, there was only a gray pillar of light, emitting a dazzling silver light, illuminating this area.

"I will never lose to Chen Shaofeng. Chen Shaofeng's realm is lower than mine, so it is impossible for him to win against me!" The Yin Yang God's soul let out a venomous and ruthless voice.

The members of the Yin Yang clan were all gathered on top of a mountain peak, and they were all praying for him.

They hoped that the patriarch would successfully revive.

Chen Shaofeng's soul entered the Boundless Chaos Space and sat down cross-legged.

His eyes were tightly shut as he entered a state of cultivation.

In his mind, there were three dazzling stars.

In each of these three stars, there were three vortexes.

Chen Shaofeng's soul was floating above one of the stars. This star was his Natal Star.

Within his Natal Star, there was a spear that was emitting a dark light, and it was his fifth Natal Weapon.

"The fifth weapon, it's time to fuse with the natal martial skill!" Chen Shaofeng muttered.

He knew that it would take some time to fuse with the natal martial skill.

What he needed to do now was to increase his cultivation, increase the strength of his physical body, and increase the strength of his divine essence and divine sense.

Time passed slowly. No one knew how long it had been.

Chen Shaofeng's cultivation had finally broken through to the peak of the seventh level of the Saint Emperor Stage.1

He felt that the strength of his physical body and the strength of his divine sense had reached a level that was hard to match. He nodded his head in satisfaction.

Chen Shaofeng opened his eyes. Two dazzling lights flashed in his eyes.

Then, he looked at the sixth star beside him. The sixth star was his life spear!

"The fifth Intrinsic Martial Skill is to fuse with the sixth star, allowing it to be perfectly combined. If it succeeds, it will possess unparalleled strength."

A smile appeared on Chen Shaofeng's face. With a thought, he entered the Boundless Chaos Space and began to refine the fifth spear.

One month later.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The sixth star of the fifth spear let out a metallic ring, emitting a dazzling light.

Two small holes appeared on the tip of the fifth spear, and a ball of black liquid flowed out from them. It gave off a strong aura of death that made one's hair stand on end.

Chen Shaofeng knew that the power contained in the sixth star was enough to instantly kill an existence at the eighth level of the Saint Emperor Realm!

Chapter 6 - The Sword of Death

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