The hatred in his heart refused to dissipate.

He could not believe that Xiang Qianqiu had secretly crafted a bead specifically designed to extract the Divine Blood of the Xiang Family. What was he trying to do? Could it be that he intended to drain the blood of all the clan members bearing the Xiang Family's Divine Blood?

Did he want to see the Xiang Family completely exterminated?

Unfortunately, no one could give him an answer, and he no longer had the strength to ponder it.

Chen Yuan stepped slowly across the Demon Flame towards the front, gradually lifting a finger. A wisp of sharp light flickered, instantly severing Xiang Qianfeng's head.

He didn't even leave him a chance to say any last words.

Because in his view, that would have been a complete waste of time.

At most, it would have been just some harsh words, which he was already tired of hearing.

The Heavenly Eye opened, and he could clearly see a strand of azure Qi Fortune light rising from Xiang Qianfeng's body, like a swimming dragon entering him, and the Qi Fortune Altar deep within his consciousness slowly turned.

Just like before, new guidance from the Qi Fortune surged into Chen Yuan's heart.

"Yan Mountain in Lin'an, Nine Rivers on June 15th, fragrant carp. Dragon Gate Crossing on a full moon night, azure light beneath the river reveals the Flood Dragon Pearl!"

Chen Yuan opened his eyes, his gaze contemplative.

He naturally had heard of Lin'an, one of the four prefectures in Central State, located in the southeast, and a major prefecture of the world, serving as one of the key strongholds guarding the Capital.

However, he had rarely heard about Yan Mountain, though he recalled hearing about the Nine Rivers before, known as such because the nine rivers of Central State converge into one.

The downstream of this Nine Rivers flows through Yun State and into the East Sea.

As for the guidance of June 15th, calculating from today, there were still three days left, fortunately still ample time, just waiting for the full moon night.

The guidance about the Flood Dragon Pearl was also easy to understand.

It should be the Flood Dragon Pearl.

In just a short while, Chen Yuan understood everything and prepared to return to the Capital to investigate Yan Mountain and Dragon Gate Crossing, then set off for Lin'an Prefecture.

Letting out a long breath, Chen Yuan stored Xiang Qianfeng's head for preservation, intending to take it back to claim credit. With this achievement, once it was publicized, it would be unreasonable for Jingtai to suppress his position as the Heavenly Divine Envoy any further.

Quite a perfection!

He seized the Qi Fortune, understood the opportunity, extracted the Divine Blood, and would gain great merit from it.

Chen Yuan effectively gained three benefits.

Quite impressive, the Xiang Family... also quite impressive.

With a thought, the deep dark Demon Flame spanning a thousand feet began to dissolve at a speed visible to the naked eye, dissipating into nothingness in just a short time, and the deep Demon Patterns on Chen Yuan's forehead rapidly vanished.

He could feel that the power was gone, not leaving a trace.

Chen Yuan touched his forehead, internally commenting on the Moluo seniors' lack of retained power, shaking his head as he looked down at Qingjiang Lake with narrowed eyes.

Even though there was still a lot of water below, he could feel that this enormous Qingjiang Lake had evaporated by one-fifth of its water volume in that short moment.

It was conceivable how high the temperature of that Demon Flame was.

And this was mostly just the remnants; if the Demon Flame had all been directed at the lake water, Chen Yuan thought that in no more than an hour, the entire Qingjiang Lake would have been dried up.

Looking back, after the Demon Flame retreated, a Martial Artist came stepping through the air, presumably wanting to see what had happened. Chen Yuan had no intention of engaging and turned, vanishing into the void.

Not even leaving a silhouette, yet this did not prevent another legend from emerging around Qingjiang Lake from here on.

Yes, Heavenly Fire descending into the Mortal World, scorching Qingjiang Lake...

...

...

Since there were a few days left until June 15th, Chen Yuan was not in a hurry to obtain the opportunity. In his view, the guidance of the opportunity usually only appears when the time is right, under coincidental circumstances.

Going earlier would be of no use.

It is best to follow the guidance, after all, he still had other things to take care of now, no need to compete for this moment.

After spending a brief moment at Duke Wu'an Mansion, Chen Yuan intentionally made his aura appear slightly weary, disguising as if he had sustained significant injuries, as he prepared to meet with the Divine Envoys and Xiao Jing.

He planned to use this grand achievement to solidify his status as a Divine Envoy.

By a fortunate coincidence, when Chen Yuan arrived at the Heavenly Patrol Bureau, Zhang Yantong, Zuo Tiancheng, and Wu Tianxi, the three Divine Envoys, were all present. Seeing his weary aura, they were instantly startled, quickly asking:

"Chen Yuan, what is... what happened to you?"

"Did something happen?" asked Zuo Tiancheng.

"Did someone attack you?"

Zhang Yantong furrowed his brows, his gaze deep.

Chen Yuan nodded to each question without saying much. On the surface, the Divine Envoys of the Heavenly Patrol Bureau were still quite amicable, then turning to Xiao Jing and bowing:

"Great Governor."

"What happened?"

Xiao Jing asked with a furrowed brow.

Of course, this was just a façade; he had already learned from the master about Xiang Qianfeng's intention to attack Chen Yuan. At that time, the master had been confident about it, and now it seemed justified.

Although Chen Yuan's aura was weary, his injuries were not too severe, while Xiang Qianfeng was very likely to have died at his hands.

However, on the surface, he maintained a façade of ignorance, lest this cunning Chen Yuan noticed anything amiss, little knowing that Chen Yuan had already sensed something odd about Xiao Jing earlier.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please look."

Without wasting words, Chen Yuan retrieved Xiang Qianfeng's charred head from the Heavenly Book Space and threw it to the ground in the Heavenly Patrol Hall. A brief silence ensued as the three Divine Envoys immediately furrowed their brows to carefully observe the item.

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