"Sword mark!"

Wu Nan gazed intently and saw a sword mark on the Lieyuan Fire Halberd, which was extremely conspicuous in the red flames, like a flaw in a unique work of art.

He was slightly shocked at how sharp and strong the sword was, it could even cut the Lieyuan Fire Halberd.

"Lord of the Burning City, you know there are always people better than you."

The pressure on Chen Sheng was not as great as he had imagined. Although the Lord of Fencheng was a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the Golden Core Realm, the oppression he brought to him was less than that brought to Jia Sidao.

That old man was planning for a vast territory and influencing the direction of an era.

Although the Lord of the Burning City has great magical powers, his mind, courage and will are not the best.

"I will not lose."

Wu Nan cannot accept failure. Ever since he took this position, he has always been a man who can call the shots, and this will not change in the future.

"Red Heart Flowing Moon"

He tightly grasped the Fiery Halberd and raised his hand high. The power of the third-level weapon spread out in all directions of the sky. At the same time, a powerful spell also bloomed.

The Lieyuan Fire Halberd fell down, and streams of terrifying fire broke through the sky, like meteorites falling from the sky, crushing towards Chen Sheng.

"Bang"

Chen Sheng moved vigorously, clenching one hand into a fist and holding a sword in the other. His strength shook the ancient city. The sword whistled in all directions, and he rushed and fought in the flowing fire, appearing extremely powerful.

"kill!"

Wu Nan rushed over, cutting off the sky with a flaming spear, and knocked him down. The rolling spiritual energy was whistling like boiling sparks, flooding the space.

Chen Sheng's figure paused, and his eyes became distant, as if there was a galaxy in front of him, separated by a layer of void.

"Star Cutting"

He swung his sword and slashed down. The pitch-black sword burst into an extremely bright light. The force of the attack was terrifying, as if the sword energy had exploded the stars. The power emitted in an instant engulfed the space.

“Puff…”

Wu Nan felt a resolute and extremely powerful sword intent whistling towards him. He tried to cut through it with his Lieyuan Fire Halberd, but it was broken. He was wounded all over and his muscles were almost torn apart.

"You lose."

Chen Sheng said calmly.

"Burning the city is my legacy. I can die, but I cannot lose."

The sword intent twisted and turned inside Wu Nan's body, destroying his meridians and dantian. His combat power was greatly damaged, and he gradually fell into the great perfection of the Golden Core Realm.

As Mr. Chen said, in this state, there is really no chance of winning.

"roar"

However, he was unwilling to accept falling from the lofty position of Lord of Burning City and even retreating. He could not accept it no matter what.

He burned his golden elixir and was determined and strong. As long as he could kill Chen Sheng in one go, he still had a chance of winning.

In an instant, Wu Nan returned with even greater power. Holding the Lieyuan Fire Halberd, he performed the "Red Heart Flowing Moon", condensing into a mighty force, and rushed towards Chen Sheng.

"I have no intention of sparing you."

There was a cold look in Chen Sheng's eyes. Wu Nan's desire for control was too strong. If he was not killed, he would definitely bring disaster to Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce in the future.

"clang"

He drew his sword and slashed. The aura of the Star-Slashing Sword Technique spread in all directions, extinguishing the flowing flames and returning the sky to deathly silence.

"boom"

Amid the spiritual energy riot, Wu Nan's ferocious figure emerged, emitting a terrifying aura all over his body, like a god suppressing the Demon Abyss. He swung down a flaming halberd with the determination to kill Chen Sheng, unstoppable.

"Buzz"

Chen Sheng's eyes flashed, and he had no intention of getting entangled any further. Suddenly, infinite light bloomed behind him, as if a glass world unfolded, and the golden light created order.

In this world, Chen Sheng is the supreme god king. With a thought, the source of infinite power burst out and knocked down with a bang.

"puff"

Wu Nan's body exploded, and the exquisite pearl fell off, erasing every inch of his flesh and blood and vitality, leaving him with no ability to resist at all.

"What is that?"

The unparalleled brilliance above the Burning City shocked countless monks. They saw a "sun" emitting blazing and surging power.

Even someone as powerful as the Lord of the Burning City was reduced to ashes beneath him, and the Fiery Halberd fell to the ground, still making a clanging sound.

"This is an unparalleled hero, but it's a pity that the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce is not lucky enough to keep him."

Lu Wangsheng looked into the distance and saw a tiny figure, but in his heart he felt that it was extremely tall and majestic like a god.

That young man killed the Lord of the Burning City and became the most powerful being here.

then……

Mr. Chen has returned. His aura has calmed down. He is dressed in white and his eyelids are calm. There is no trace of the battle.

"Sir, you win."

Lu Shaoqing rushed out and came to Chen Sheng's side. His watery eyes were rippling with excitement and a look of deep surprise.

She was worried about this battle, as the methods of the Lord of the Burning City were too terrifying.

"I've told you not to worry anymore."

Mr. Chen said gently.

If a Lord of a Burning City could cause him to fall, then he could not stay in the Yuanliang Dynasty. The secrets he wanted to explore were dangerous.

"The Lord of Burning City is dead. As long as you are willing, you can become the new Lord of the city and rule the area."

Although he knew that Chen Sheng was determined to leave, Lu Wangsheng still tried to persuade him to stay. Fencheng was not small, and with the help of Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce, he believed that this young man could dominate the surrounding areas.

"That's not what I meant."

Mr. Chen refused directly.

Hearing this, Lu Wangsheng said nothing more and just expressed regret, while the light in Lu Shaoqing's eyes dimmed slightly.

After the death of the Lord of the Burning City, the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce returned to peace. Lu Wangsheng was operating as the subordinate keeper of the treasure, while Chen Sheng was looking at the Taoist Canon, or dealing with Lu Shaoqing's harassment.

"Sir, the contact has been made."

This day.

Lu Wangsheng came to find Chen Sheng and had arranged everything for him in Shendu, so he could set off at any time.

"I have to get going."

There was a hint of sigh in Chen Sheng's words. He had only been in Fencheng for a few days, but this time he left, he felt a sense of separation.

Perhaps, burning the city was the starting point of his career in the Yuanliang Dynasty.

"When you arrive in the capital, please go to Room 12 in Huanyi Lane. That is the property purchased for you by the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce. It can be regarded as a residence."

Lu Wangsheng took care of everything and said, "As for the matter of the keeper of the treasure, you can find the third son of the Runan Marquis's Mansion, and he will arrange it for you."

My daily life and future are all clear, and I can be said to have done my best.

"good."

Mr. Chen nodded slightly, his expression unclear. After this trip, he was afraid that his chances of returning to Fencheng would be very slim.

"If it doesn't work out, you can return to the Dingzhen Chamber of Commerce. Burning City is enough for you to live."

Lu Shaoqing looked a little conflicted. He hoped that Chen Sheng could make a name for himself in the Divine Capital, but he also hoped that he would return to Fencheng.

"There won't be any surprises."

Mr. Chen smiled and said, “All good things must come to an end. Everything comes and goes according to fate. There is no need to worry too much.”

…

On the Tongtian Canal, a huge ship was sailing across the sky. It was unclear whether it was made of metal or wood. It was extremely majestic, pushing away layers of waves and heading east.

"The journey is smooth. I heard from the monk in charge of the guard that we are only some distance away."

On the deck, Chen Sheng's robe fluttered, and he looked free and easy. Looking at the vast river, he began to miss the scenery on earth.

It is rumored that this large ship has connections with the government and is specially used to transport materials to the capital of the gods, taking some monks with it to make a fortune.

Lu Wangsheng had made arrangements, and Mr. Chen was treated well. The cabin he stayed in was spacious and clean, and he did not suffer. It was just a little boring, but fortunately he was not far from the gods.

"Yes, it's been three months."

He calculated the days and realized that he had been on this large ship for quite a while. He also realized that the Yuanliang Dynasty was vast and could not be reached in a moment.

Between thoughts...

The large ship paused noticeably.

“Is this the capital of God?”

He looked up and saw a majestic and vast divine city standing on that piece of land, exuding a strong breath of time.

In the divine capital, cultivators are as numerous as sand and gravel, large formations are connected, and the rhythm of Tao can be seen everywhere, just like a palace in the sky.

final.

The large ship docked at a port, and the long plank fell down and connected with the passage on the ground, indicating that the capital of God had opened its arms to outsiders.

"This is the center of the Yuanliang Dynasty..."

"Geniuses gather here, and strong men are like clouds. As long as you have the ability, you can become famous in the world in one day."

"Of course, it's better to keep a low profile. The security here is beyond your imagination."

…

Mr. Chen heard the chattering of the monks who were accompanying him. They were full of ambitions, hopes, and confidence in the future.

Then, they rushed into the Divine Capital like a stream of water, but they were not noticeable because it was too vast and absorbed everything in an instant.

"Let's go to a resting place first."

Mr. Chen was in this huge divine city, feeling only its complexity and fascinating, and for a moment he didn't know where to start. Then he remembered Lu Wangsheng's arrangement and decided to stay in Room No. 12 in Huanyi Lane.

"Sir, this is the place."

A broker came to find Chen Sheng. Cultivators like these who had just arrived in the Divine Capital all had questions to ask.

Soon, he took Chen Sheng to Room No. 12 in Huanyi Lane, received his payment, and left respectfully.

"Da Da Da"

Mr. Chen took a look and saw that it was a courtyard. It was not large in area but elegant. Considering the extremely expensive capital city, it was a good place to live.

He did not push the door open rashly. Sensing that there was someone inside, he knocked on the door and stood outside waiting.

"Who is it?"

An old voice came from behind the door.

Then, an old butler opened the door. He was thin, but efficient and had a bright look in his eyes, not confused.

"Are you...Mr. Chen?"

He saw a young man standing outside the door. He was dressed in white and had a dignified demeanor with a hint of depth in his tranquility. When he thought of the master's instructions, his heart was shocked and a look of respect appeared on his face.

"It's me."

Mr. Chen nodded.

The old housekeeper stepped out and respectfully invited Chen Sheng in, saying, "I have been waiting for you to return, and finally it has come."

What he said was true. He was very concerned about Mr. Chen's arrival and was afraid that he would miss the time. The last time he went out was a month ago.

"Are you from the Thimble Guild?"

Mr. Chen said casually.

The old housekeeper's thoroughness cannot be faked. It far exceeds the enthusiasm of the recruiters and he is working with all his heart.

"My surname is Zhao. I have received the kindness of President Lu and have always kept him in mind. Some time ago, President Lu sent a message saying that he needed an old housekeeper to look after the house and take care of the young master's daily life. So I recommended myself and stayed here."

Butler Zhao mentioned the past with a smile on his face, which was considered a wish come true. He then said, "Sir, please let me stay."

He was a little worried, fearing that Mr. Chen would kick him out because he was old and had no manners.

"From now on, I'll trouble Butler Zhao to look after the house."

Mr. Chen chuckled and bowed to Butler Zhao, with a hint of joking in his tone, but also serious. Having such an old monk who was grateful and had a clear conscience staying at home would save him a lot of troubles.

"It is my honor."

Just this one action made Butler Zhao's heart excited. At least he was guarding the house for Mr. Chen and being vigilant against foreign enemies.

Then...

Butler Zhao took Mr. Chen to familiarize himself with the courtyard. The overall atmosphere was quiet and peaceful, with little noise. The layout was elegant and exquisite, like a small cave.

On the wall, he saw a few small pieces of charcoal, the size of fingernails, but he didn't pay much attention to them.

"With Butler Zhao, I am no longer completely in the dark."

After looking around the yard and getting a general understanding of the residence, Mr. Chen came to the main room, sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, and thought about business.

Steward Zhao is a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage and has been in the Divine Capital for many years. He may not understand the secrets of the higher-ups, but he is familiar with some common knowledge.

For example, he has already locked onto the Runan Marquis' Mansion and the Third Young Master.

"This place is full of dragons and tigers. It's not a borderland anymore."

While doing things, Mr. Chen set a tone for himself, which was to be low-key.

He looked up and through the doors and windows, he could see that above the Divine Capital, endless luck was surging and gathering into a tripod, suppressing all directions with full majesty.

This is the natural condensation of luck, but I think there is also a bit of deterrence in it, which makes the outsiders to restrain their temper.

There are visible and invisible things, such as Qin Lin's father dying for no reason. There are many terrible and unknown dangers. As a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Golden Core Realm, he really cannot change the situation.

"The Long March is only the first step."

Chen Sheng said quietly.

He had just arrived in the Divine Capital and did not understand many things. What he was about to get involved in were the top secrets of the Yuanliang Dynasty, and even his enemies might be powerful men who were as powerful as nature.

This is too dangerous and too far away, and cannot be resolved in a short time.

"boom"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, shaking the houses on the roof.

Chen Sheng was surprised as he walked out of the room. He sensed the spiritual energy around him, which was very chaotic. There were wisps of black smoke floating in the air.

"What's going on? Are there fights in the capital of gods?"

He whispered.

"Sir, it was an alchemist next door whose furnace exploded."

Butler Zhao was confused and a little helpless. The noise of the exploding furnace was too loud, and even he, a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, was not immune to it. At this moment, his head was buzzing and his eardrums were bulging, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Does the furnace often explode?"

Seeing the expression of Butler Zhao, Chen Sheng's face turned strange. Thinking of the black charcoal on the wall before, he understood a little. It turned out that there was an unskilled alchemist living next door.

"It used to be less, but this month the furnace explodes frequently."

Butler Zhao told the truth.

(End of this chapter)