The whole episode was like a rhapsodic ride on a roller-coaster with the enigma of Chu Xun's survival in constant fast-motion and full of surprises.
"Look, I knew it," said one quietly, "He's not called the Deceiver for nothing. Thank the gods that we said nothing bad about him."
"Indeed. That's really sneaky of him."
Nevertheless, there were still parties who never stopped from taking more swipes at Chu Xun, with hopes that Chu Xun would perish in foreign soil.
Naturally, among these parties included the Broken Souls Cult and the Sifang Sword Sect, all of whom shared enmity with Chu Xun.
Country Y decided that they could no longer suffer any more losses. But they did not dare to directly launch anything at Chu Xun anymore, lest more of his wrath might befall them.
Deprived of any more options, Country Y turned to Country M for help.
Being in the direct limelight of the international stage, Co
"Is the Devil heading back to Country Y?"Having left a message before for the Eighth and Ninth Presbyters of the Dark Guild, he had promised that he would return to "pluck off their heads".The Dark Guild immediately notified the two presbyters now at Country Y, cautioning them to be prepared. They needed to kill Chu Xun to redeem the Guild's honor.But just when everyone was anticipating his arrival, Chu Xun instead appeared before an ancient fortress – a branch sanctum of the Holy Temple of the Sun!Boom!A gargantuan force blasted open the heavy gates of the fortress.The warden of this stronghold was a powerful Seventh-grade Human King named Bernie, who was also one of the anointed heirs to the leadership of the Holy TempleChu Xun charged through the opened gates and began his merciless onslaught."Who dares intrude the sanctity of the Holy Temple's outpost," boomed Bernie w
"Even the Dark Guild too wants to invite Chu Xun to be their guest?!"The same thought flashed through every single puzzled mind who was watching the live telecast from all across the world.But everyone knew full well that Chu Xun being a guest was nothing than a lamb being led to the slaughter. Both the Holy Temple and the Dark Guild were competing for the chance to be the ones to earn fame by slaying the Devil.Chu Xun's name had always been of great renown and his recent exploits had only made him more famous. Up until this day, hardly anyone on the face of the Earth failed to hear his name.And fame would come to those who manage to kill him."Master Karl," the grin slowly faded from Claude's face, "I'm afraid the Devil has agreed to come to the Holy Temple."Seeing his chance, Chu Xun remarked off-handedly, "Actually, I'm thinking I might enjoy it more by visiting the Dark Guild. Well, at least I don
Claude yanked his dagger from Karl's cadaver and struggled to his feet. His blood-sodden robes clung to his back like a yoke on a bull's neck, heavy with sweat and blood."Foul scum like you to dream of killing me? You're simply unbelievable."Claude gloated smugly, eyeing Jayce wickedly with the dark-red dagger in his grasp emitting a blood-red glow.Jayce glared at his foe with eyes bloodshot with hatred. He let loose a guttural howl and tried conjuring more wind blades, but only for his efforts to fail. He was just too exhausted.Everyone from all over the world watching the live telecast could see with their own eyes.This battle had inculcated a deeper understanding and insight about the Holy Temple of the Sun. Contrary to their outward appearance, they were not as holy and pure as they purported to be.On the other hand, the Dark Guild was furious with its members burning with hate and anger and scre
Once again, Chu Xun shocked the world with his prowess. Within the engravings he left on the rock face of the cliff, he had enchanted it with a magic that was deadly and dangerous.Unfamiliar to the Eastern concept of enchantments, the West wondered if this was some devilry Chu Xun had concocted and left there as a trap.On the other hand, the last surviving godchild of the Pope fell from grace into an object of ridicule."What happened to 'invading Huaxia and destroying everything and everyone related to Chu Xun'? What an utter joke.""Damn, you do really run like a beaten dog.""Look at the Devil! So easily he slipped into the stronghold of the Sacred Diocese to vandalize the Pope's papal robes, while you can't even step foot within the borders of Huaxia! And to think you even dream of being just as powerful as he is!"In their glee, Huaxia warriors mocked and ridiculed him."All of you, the
One by one, the killings of the Dark Guild and the Knights of the Circular Table peacekeepers who arrived in Country Y left a pall of gloom hanging over every other warrior of the West now still there, afraid that one day, their turn might come as well.Before long, Deputy Prelate Angus received a summon from the Holy Temple, recalling him back from Country Y.Angus sighed morosely, feeling somewhat unsatisfied. He was the strongest warrior of the West who came to Country Y as a peacekeeper.Yet despite his reluctance, after numerous urgings from the headquarters, he finally relented and set off home.Country Y was left in a lurch. With the Head of State still in critical condition at the hospital and more than half the top echelon of the administration at risk of aneurysm from the dour news that only seemed to be an abysmal regularity, they were at a loss.Yet that did not stop its "supposed" allies – Country M and al
Angus's words left Yan Wushuang and everyone else seething."He only wants to humiliate Chu Xun!""Never," glowered Tang Rou with apparent disgust.Creak!Still wearing his kindly smile, his grip constricted around Yan Wushuang's throat and more blood came trickling out his mouth."Never, really? You might want to reconsider.""Don't hurt him!" cried Tang Rou."Say yes, and agree to be my woman, and I'll spare the lives of everyone here," grinned Angus.Tang Rou's eyes twitched with uncertainty and distress as she grappled with her decision."NO! DON'T!" roared Yi Xiaosu again hoarsely, "This filth wants only to humiliate Chu Xun! We'd rather die than let him succeed!""No... Tang Rou... No..." croaked Yan Wushuang with what strength he still had left as another rivulet of blood escaped his mouth."We're not afraid of dying!" yelled another m
Night came – sleepless and restless.Because of Yan Wushuang's blunder, no one saw what happened during the fight.But one thing was certain: Angus lost. Lost in the hands of the Devil.And that was enough to rile up the warriors of the West.Loius Krieg, High Prelate of the Holy Temple of the Sun, sat on his throne, sulking like a tempestuous thundercloud as his failed plan. It was by his orders that Angus had ventured across the border to that little village to kill Yan Wushuang and the rest of the League.The Deputy Prelates were the Holy Temple's pillars of strength and authority. Having already one killed by Chu Xun, he could not have Angus following the same fate."But what can he do?"Peering darkly from his perch, Louis Krieg looked at the remaining Deputy Prelates and wards of the Holy Temple below him."Everyone, as a citizen of the domain of the Sun God, we cannot let A
Flashes of lightning shot intermittently across the horizon all through the night, illuminating the blackened night sky, and right after each flash, the guttural and harrowing cries mimicking that of a monster in excruciating pain could be heard from afar.The incessant lightning blasts went on for an entire night, and each smiting of the lightning hammered fear into the sentries manning the borders of Country Y, that their hair stood on ends all night, dreading if it was the dead – warriors of the West who had perished during the border skirmish – coming back to demand repayment.When morning finally came, the sentries crept over the border to reconnoiter what was happening over the horizon.It was still quite a way from the Huaxia side of the border, but they did not dare move any further, for just at the rock cliffs ahead was the engravings that Chu Xun had left. The very ones which had killed one of the Pope's godchildren.Then