CHAPTER 723: CHAPTER 733: RENEGADE, WHERE ARE YOU FLEEING TO?

The power of the Seventh Grade Flame Burst Pill is truly terrifying.

Ordinary magical treasures can hardly withstand the destructive wave produced by its explosion.

Chu Feng was extremely worried that the black gemstone necklace would be destroyed. After a careful search, he quickly found it.

Unlike other magical treasures, it did not shrink.

It was still as large as it had been.

Upon closer inspection, Chu Feng was shocked to find that the black gemstone necklace was completely undamaged, not even a tiny crack.

In contrast, the magical treasure-level armor was so damaged it was beyond recognition, turned into a pile of scrap metal and a bunch of threads.

After a magical treasure is successfully refined, it usually shrinks by tenfold or a hundredfold. This is to facilitate absorbing them into one’s body for nurturing.

So when a magical treasure is damaged, it usually reverts to its original size.

This black gemstone necklace is definitely no simple matter, able to withstand the explosion of a Seventh Grade Flame Burst Pill without a scratch. Its defensive power is ridiculously strong.

Held in hand, it exudes a refreshing coolness that seeps into the skin.

Chu Feng felt his mind clear up completely.

Truly an incredible treasure.

Chu Feng joyously put it on his neck right away.

After another round of searching the surroundings, he found nothing more. Even the divine weapon used by Zhang Heizi was destroyed.

Chu Feng was content, as acquiring the necklace was already an unexpected joy.

At this time, Xuanyuan Wudi was also nearly tortured to his limit. Covered in sweat, and smeared with mud and other filth, he had barely a breath left.

"Brothers of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and the two Supreme Elders, if you have spirit under the underworld, rest in peace! I have avenged you today." After quietly praying, Chu Feng directly decapitated Xuanyuan Wudi with a sword stroke.

This person’s life of slaughter also came to an end as he became a lifeless corpse.

"The spoils of war on him are yours!" Chu Feng said to Yan Qing.

Subordinates who follow their leader should be treated fairly. If there’s any benefit, one cannot keep it all to oneself.

Chu Feng took the spoils of war from Zhang Heizi because he killed Zhang Heizi by himself.

Yan Qing had also exerted a lot of effort in intercepting Xuanyuan Wudi just now.

"Thank you, Master!" Yan Qing happily scoured the spoils of war, and his loyalty to Chu Feng grew even more.

After he had collected all the spoils, Chu Feng looked up towards Medicine King City in front of him.

At this moment, both armies were still fiercely battling.

"Ma Quanzi, you will not escape calamity today, I will personally clean house and eliminate you."

Chu Feng was not in a hurry, waiting for his troops to take down Medicine King City before proceeding.

The surroundings had long been filled with Chu Feng’s spies.

Monitoring everything in Medicine King City.

"Yan Qing, go and lend them a hand, break down the city gate!" Chu Feng noticed that the armies on both sides were locked in a tug-of-war at the city gate.

Seeing his own soldiers fall one by one, his heart ached.

Cherishing one’s subordinates is the least all Marshals should cultivate morally and ethically.

"Okay!"

Yan Qing flew out with Sword Control, arrived in front of the city gate, invoked the divine weapon, and slashed fiercely at the city tower.

Boom boom boom!

Sword lights over three meters long ravaged among the enemy forces on the tower. In the blink of an eye, not a single living person could be seen on the tower anymore.

A Three-star Sword God Level powerhouse bullying these Sword Saint and Great Sword Master level enemy forces was almost like punching kindergarteners and kicking an elderly home.

Not a single enemy could withstand the sword light slashes of Yan Qing.

Under his Sword Domain, all enemies were like mere ants.

With the absence of the city wall defenses such as arrow towers, flaming oil, and caltrops, the casualties of the Northern Beixie Empire’s side sharply decreased. Now unoppressed, they rallied with vigor, charging into the city and finally seizing the gates successfully.

As soldiers falter, it is like a mountain collapsing.

The enemy forces began to rout, and both sides engaged in fierce combat within the city.

Chu Feng watched with satisfaction, nodding in approval. Any enemy who refused to surrender would be annihilated.

It was at this moment that a scout, using Sword Control to fly, arrived from afar. Landing in front of Chu Feng, he respectfully reported, "Reporting to Marshal Chu, a middle-aged man dressed in plain clothes has just slipped out of Medicine King City. He is currently fleeing towards Changbai Immortal Mountain."

This scout was one of the Blood God Guards that Chu Feng had subdued.

All of Beixie Emperor’s Blood God Guards had been subdued by him.

Chu Feng himself did not need these Blood God Guards for protection. He was all too familiar with the cunning of Ma Quanzi.

In order to prevent Ma Quanzi from escaping through the ’golden cicada escapes from its shell’ tactic, Chu Feng had laid a net in the outskirts of Medicine King City early on, keeping an eye on every city gate.

Now, at the critical moment of battle between the two armies, logically, all gates of Medicine King City should be closed tightly, forbidding anyone from entering or leaving.

The fact that the middle-aged man could leave the city was, in and of itself, highly unusual.

"Lead the way, immediately pursue!"

Chu Feng was bold due to his remarkable abilities; this time, he didn’t call Yan Qing to go with him. Instead, he instructed Yan Qing, "Yan Qing, you temporarily take command here. If you find the Great Ma Emperor, capture him immediately, regardless of life or death."

With those words, Chu Feng had already flown away on his sword.

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Changbai Immortal Mountain stands tall, piercing the clouds, with perennial snow that never thaws. From afar, it looks like an old man with white hair.

A silhouette was frantically fleeing, stepping on a Divine Weapon, flying towards the deep mountains at an astonishing speed.

Although this person was dressed in ordinary civilian clothing, the fact that he had Sword Saint Cultivation meant he could not possibly be an ordinary person.

Abnormal occurrences undoubtedly have their demons.

A Sword Saint wearing commoners’ clothes was in itself the biggest flaw.

"Chu Feng, what does it matter if you have captured Medicine King City? Once I take away the numerous precious medicinal herbs, elixirs, and other items from Changbai Immortal Mountain and bring them to the Divine Martial Continent to see the Panlong Heavenly Emperor, I will surely make you pay dearly," sneered the man to himself.

This person was none other than Ma Quanzi.

Knowing that the gates of Medicine King City had been broken through and considering the prowess of the Beixie Army, he knew that Medicine King City was untenable.

Eventually, Chu Feng would surely not let him off.

Thus, making a decisive decision, he changed clothes and fled Medicine King City, heading straight for Changbai Immortal Mountain.

Ma Quanzi thought he had eluded detection without anyone being the wiser, yet he was unaware that Chu Feng had already arranged for spies to be in place.

His movements could not be concealed from Chu Feng.

"Ma Quanzi, just where do you think you’re running off to?" An icy voice rang out, nearly scaring the soul out of Ma Quanzi.

His body shuddered violently as he slowly turned his head to look behind him.

There he saw Chu Feng, dressed in Commander Armor and draped in a red robe, pursuing him on a flying sword. Trailing Chu Feng were a large group of Blood God Guards.

Their speed was no match for Chu Feng’s, so they were quite a bit behind.

"Chu... Chu Feng..."

Ma Quanzi’s speech was trembling; the thing he feared most had still happened.

The inevitable had finally come.

Remembering the other brothers and sisters who had betrayed Chu Feng, all of whom had been purged and met untimely deaths, Ma Quanzi felt even more terrified.

"You traitor, won’t you kneel and beg for mercy?" Chu Feng’s fierce shout made Ma Quanzi tremble once more. Biting his teeth, Ma Quanzi revealed a look of madness, "Chu Feng, do you think you’re still the Eternal Life Pill Master of the past? Go to hell!"