Chizuru Shrine at all!It's obviously intentional concealment. It seems that Kawakami Kazuo hasn't truly submitted to Chen Ping!"It seems like it won't be so easy to wipe out the Watanabe family after...Many people in the valley ran out and looked up at the colorful clouds that suddenly appeared in the sky. Some children shouted and laughed with joy.

Xu Changsheng and several elders stared in shock at the scene before them, their mouths agape with astonishment.

Although they had all reached the Martial Sovereign realm, they were still shocked by such powerful spells that could gather the power of heaven and earth, turning clouds into their hands and rain with a flick of the wrist. After all, they knew nothing about formations.

The Valley Master of Yaoshén floated in mid-air, against the backdrop of colorful clouds, like a divine being who had descended from heaven.

"Boy, hand over the Divine Farmer Cauldron and the Supreme Elixir Scroll, and I might spare your life..."

"The Divine Nóng Cauldron" Xu Changsheng and several elders were startled once more, then all turned to look at Chen Ping.

"Brother Chen, is your small bronze cauldron the Shennong Cauldron"

Xu Changsheng asked in disbelief.

Chen Ping nodded: "It's the Shennong Ding. It seems that your village head has long been eyeing my Shennong Ding!"

Xu Changsheng didn't say anything. The valley master of Yaoshengu had just made it very clear, this was a public declaration of war, intending to seize it openly.

"If you're capable, come and get it yourself..."

Chen Ping slowly raised his head and looked at the Valley Master of Yaosheng Valley.

"Boy, I've been in Yaoshengu for thirty years, setting up this formation. It can communicate with the power of heaven and earth, condensing Yin Sha Qi. Even those elders wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow. Do you still want to resist"

The head of Yaoshengu, Gu, spoke in a sinister tone.

"Your formation is good, but it's useless against me…"

Chen Ping shook his head.

"It seems you won't give up until you reach the Yellow River and die…" The Valley Master of Yaosheng Valley said, then suddenly activated his spell. Immediately, the colorful clouds in the sky began to churn, transforming into a massive whirlpool that resembled a tornado, charging towards Chen Ping.

Xu Changsheng and several elders saw this, their faces changed one by one. Even though they were at the Martial Saint realm, they could feel the pressure of the tornado.

At this moment, Chen Ping also felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his body. However, there was not a trace of fear in Chen Ping's eyes. He stared intently at the tornado formed by the sinister energy, with a hint of burning passion in his gaze.

Xu Changsheng looked at Chen Ping strangely, not understanding why Chen Ping was making that expression.

They don't know that in Chen Ping's eyes, this tornado is a rare cultivation resource.

If it were a real tornado, Chen Ping would be helpless, but these were just condensed negative energy from the formation. Chen Ping's Congealing Heart Art could completely absorb this negative energy.

"Chen brother, I blocked that attack for you, but I hope you didn't lie to me..."

Xu Changsheng said, with both hands suddenly waving, a surge of energy condensed in front of him into a barrier.

"Elder Xu, you should retreat quickly..."

Chen Ping saw that Xu Changsheng was actually going to help him block the tornado. How could Chen Ping agree to that

With a stride, Chen Ping rushed forward to Xu Changsheng and even pushed him backward.

This left Xu Changsheng stunned.

Chen Ping's strength, Xu Changsheng had seen it. Although he could rival those who had just ascended to the Martial Saint realm, there was still a certain gap between him and himself.

Now Chen Ping actually pushed himself to the back, and went to take that blow himself. Could this be suicide

Ke Xu Changsheng didn't believe Chen Ping would commit suicide.

The Valley Master of Yaoshengu in mid-air saw this scene, his eyes icy and said, "Kid, you are too arrogant..."

Boom...

A tornado formed of sinister qi roared towards Chen Ping. The ground was churned into a deep ravine, and rocks flew everywhere!

The people in Yaosheng Valley watched this scene, their faces changing one by one. After all, there had never been such harsh weather in Yaosheng Valley for so many years.. If he wasn't burning his essence and blood, he probably wouldn't even have the strength to stand up!"Ah.................."Chen Ping put away the Dragon Patterned Bell, and in his hand was the God Ki...