Chapter 51: The divine sword breaks the heaven and earth, and the frost chills the nineteen states! [Follow-up reading]

An hour later, the Magic City returned to peace again, and Chen Cheng returned to the apartment under the shocked gazes of Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu.

"orange."

Ai Tutu wanted to call him as usual, but Mu Nujiao pulled her clothes and shook her head.

"Are you not hurt?" Mu Nujiao looked at Chen Cheng with a hint of worry in her eyes.

The latter shook his head and did not react to what had just happened.

It seemed that this forbidden spell duel that seemed earth-shattering to others was just an ordinary battle to him.

"If it's not something important, don't call me." After Chen Cheng said that, he walked straight into the room and closed the door.

Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.

"Who is he? How can he be so strong?" Ai Tutu's voice trembled slightly.

Mu Nujiao was silent for a moment and said, "He has too many secrets. We should not interfere too much. Maybe he will tell us when he is willing to do so."

The two nodded, and at the same time, an inexplicable sense of trust rose in their hearts. Although Chen Cheng's identity was mysterious, he was still their friend, and they believed that he would not do anything to hurt them.

At the same time, the top leaders of the Forbidden Spell Society also held a strict meeting.

In a tense room, a middle-aged man in silver-white robes had a serious face and a vigilant look in his eyes. His voice was deep and powerful, which made people feel awed.

"This man named Chen Cheng is too dangerous. We must be careful." His words revealed his deep concern for Chen Cheng, as if this man's existence was like a bomb that could explode at any time.

The others nodded silently, their expressions solemn, and they obviously realized the seriousness of the problem. They sat together, thinking about the strategy to deal with it, and everyone's heart was filled with anxiety.

The danger of Chen Cheng seems to lie not only in his strength, but also in his behavior and motives.

"That's right, but we can't let him go on like that. We must find a suitable way to stop him!"

This name cast a shadow in their hearts, forcing them to remain vigilant at all times. The atmosphere in the room became increasingly tense, as if a huge storm was about to come.

"Why don't we contact the Holy City and see what they say? The Archangel is the most powerful being in the world, and I think we can deal with him." "I agree." Another person echoed, "This matter is of great importance and cannot be acted rashly."

Everyone agreed and decided to send a distress signal to the Holy City.

At the same time, Chen Cheng sat in the room with his eyes closed. His state of mind was like a calm lake, and even if the outside world was turbulent, he was not affected at all.

He knew that his strength had attracted attention from all sides, but he didn't care. What he pursued was not worldly fame and fortune, but a higher level of realm.

Soon after, a response came from the Holy City. They were looking forward to the arrival of the archangel, hoping that he could solve this difficult problem.

"Things in the East should be solved by themselves. The Holy City governs the world and has no time to visit and write - Archangel Remiel."

The members of the Forbidden Spell Society who saw this information fell into deep thought.

"Bullshit, what is this Eastern thing? If there were an existence that was as threatening as the Black Church, wouldn't it be a subversion of the entire world?"

"Hmph, no time to take care of it? I think it's a case of not releasing the eagle before seeing the rabbit. These Western birdmen say such things. What qualifications do they have to control the Magic Mountain?"

"Shut up. Archangels are the guardians of the world after all. Even if they have a thousand faults, you can't blame them!" In the gloomy meeting room, there was a clamor. The voices of the crowd intertwined, and the quarrels rose and fell, as if they were about to burst through the roof. Their expressions were distorted, and they angrily accused each other. The relationship seemed very tense and disharmonious.

Some people waved their arms and shouted excitedly, while others looked grim, their lips tightly shut, their eyes revealing dissatisfaction.

Others shook their heads repeatedly, expressing disappointment and doubt about the Holy City. The entire conference room was filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere, as if a fierce battle was going on.

The holy city has become a target of public criticism and is accused of being the root cause of various problems.

Various voices are filled with dissatisfaction and complaints about the Holy City, believing that the Holy City has failed to fulfill its due responsibilities and obligations.

Accusations came like a tide, and the image of the holy city became blurred in the accusations.

"In my opinion, it is better to rely on ourselves than on anyone else. We already possess the most powerful forbidden spell power in the world. Do we really have to depend on others?"

Although that is what they say, every time a forbidden spell is released, it will cause nuclear destruction to the world, a gap that cannot be repaired.

Therefore, forbidden spells should never be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Amid the debate, an old man who had been silent all this time stood up. His expression was serious, and his eyes sparkled with wisdom.

"Everyone, calm down." His voice was not loud, but it had a calming power. "The attitude of the Holy City is indeed disappointing, but we can't lose our composure because of it. Chen Cheng is indeed powerful, but he has not shown any hostility. Perhaps we should try to communicate with him and understand his purpose and intention."

Everyone gradually quieted down and thought about the old man's words.

"But since he refuses to reveal his identity, why would he be willing to communicate with us?" someone asked.

The old man smiled slightly, "There is always a way. We can start with the people around him, such as the two women. They are his friends, and perhaps we can get some clues from them. At the same time, we must also strengthen our surveillance of Chen Cheng, just in case."

Everyone nodded, indicating their approval of the old man's proposal.

At this moment, in Chen Cheng's room, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a barely perceptible coldness appeared on the corners of his mouth. "How can a stagnant pool of cold water produce waves?"

Chen Cheng looked at everything in front of him coldly, thinking secretly in his heart.

He understood that the reason these people were so stubborn was that they had not yet tasted the pain of being hit.

Only when they truly experience the huge gap between humans and God will they understand their own insignificance and mediocrity, and thus surrender and kneel down.

His eyes revealed a firmness and determination.
"After this sword passes, the sky will be dark, all beings will be equal, and everything will return to the abyss."

After Chen Cheng finished speaking, the next moment, a peerless immortal sword flew out from the supreme sky.

The peerless immortal sword exuded an extremely powerful force. Its light was as bright as the stars, and the sword energy crisscrossed and easily broke through the secondary chaotic space.

The immortal sword hung in the air in a despising manner, its blade flashing with mysterious runes, as if it contained endless power.

When the immortal sword is swung, its power is enough to shake the entire universe.

The sword split the four seas and nine continents. Wherever the sword energy passed, space was shattered and nothingness was distorted. The waves of the four seas surged, and the earth of the nine continents trembled. Everything was eclipsed by the power of this peerless sword.

The continents connecting the Pacific Ocean plates were instantly broken apart.
(End of this chapter)