As soon as Chu Feng appeared, the Beixie National Master and Fang Xuanling, among others, noticed him. They immediately charged over.

The Beixie National Master’s strength was average, primarily responsible for commanding the army.

But Fang Xuanling, Qiu Jizi, and others were top-notch experts. They flew directly from the sky and landed beside Chu Feng.

"Chu Feng, are you alright?" Perhaps out of concern, Fang Xuanling forgot to correct himself this time. He didn’t address Chu Feng as the Emperor.

For someone as meticulous and cautious as Fang Xuanling to forget to correct his address, it showed just how much he cared about Chu Feng’s well-being.

It’s no wonder he was so concerned about Chu Feng.

Because if Chu Feng were to fall in battle, even if the Great Chu Empire could survive amidst the siege of the Four Great Heavenly Kingdoms, it would be challenging to grow stronger. At that time, Fang Xuanling’s plan to prosper the Ten Thousand Sword Sect would be shelved.

Fang Xuanling was well aware that if he were to become the emperor of the Great Chu Empire, he wouldn’t have Chu Feng’s capabilities.

Ensuring the Great Chu Empire did not collapse would already be quite an achievement.

Everyone has their talents and strengths.

Chu Feng possesses the Nine Yang Sword Veins, and on the path of the Sword Dao, his future achievements are limitless. Additionally, Chu Feng’s courage, cohesion, and ability to govern a nation far surpass Fang Xuanling in all aspects.

To speak without modesty, the Great Chu Empire cannot thrive without Chu Feng.

It is precisely because he is irreplaceable that Chu Feng’s safety concerns so many people.

Now, seeing that Chu Feng was alive and well, Fang Xuanling and the others were overjoyed. Even Qiu Jizi showed a rare happy smile.

"Sect Master, elders, I’m fine! Where did the Panlong Heavenly Emperor escape to?" Chu Feng, having severely injured the Panlong Heavenly Emperor, naturally wanted to eradicate the threat completely and avenge the blood feud.

"Over there!"

Fang Xuanling gestured with his mouth, indicating Chu Feng to look in the direction behind him.

Now, with the protection of Fang Xuanling and others, Chu Feng was very safe. He took out a Spirit Stone, holding it in his hand to accelerate the recovery of his exhausted Sword Essence.

At the same time, he looked up in the direction Fang Xuanling pointed.

Soon, he spotted the Panlong Heavenly Emperor sitting cross-legged on the high commander’s platform, his face pale. His hair was disheveled, and there were bloodstains on his abdomen and chest area. One could even clearly see a rather frightening wound.

"Panlong brat, you fled pretty fast! Abandoning the Blood Demon Sword?" Chu Feng, with Fang Xuanling and others, worked hard to approach the enemy’s command platform.

He wanted to get close to the platform and find a way to eliminate the Panlong Heavenly Emperor.

This was Chu Feng’s nature. If you offend him and form a deadly enmity, you must be killed.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, Chu Feng persists relentlessly in pursuing the enemy, constantly seeking opportunities to kill them.

"Damn bastard... My Blood Demon Sword will definitely be reclaimed!"

The Panlong Heavenly Emperor, who was originally closing his eyes to heal, immediately opened them when provoked by Chu Feng.

His gaze towards Chu Feng was as cold as it could be.

Murderous intent shot forth, as if Chu Feng were a mortal enemy.

The Blood Demon Sword was something the Panlong Heavenly Emperor had sacrificed endless effort and endured heavenly punishment to refine successfully. Finding twelve similar Demon Swords and slaughtering twelve billion living beings for re-refinement was almost impossible.

However, if the sword were not reclaimed, the Twelve Heavenly Demon Evil Sword Formation Diagram in the Panlong Heavenly Emperor’s possession would become worthless.

It could no longer be used.

Therefore, the Panlong Heavenly Emperor was extremely unwilling, desperate to retrieve the Demon Sword.

"I, Jun Sect Master, though lacking, am willing to relieve His Majesty’s worries and fight this arrogant and ignorant brat Chu Feng." Alchemy Sword Sect Master’s Junzi Sword requested permission.

"Oh, Sect Master Jun actually volunteers for battle; I would be more than pleased. All Divine Generals, listen to the command to fully support Sect Master Jun in jointly slaying Chu Feng." The Panlong Heavenly Emperor was quite surprised.

Junzi Sword had always been cunning. Now volunteering to fight, the inherently suspicious Panlong Heavenly Emperor naturally pondered his motives.

"Chu Feng, whether it’s a sword contest or an alchemy duel, it’s up to you! Today, our Sect Master wants to witness the might of the Longevity Pill Master’s Talismanic Elixir!"

Junzi Sword’s motivation, as it turned out, was to gain fame.

The title of Longevity Pill Master, though not thunderous across the Divine Martial Continent, is a well-known figure in the Alchemy World.

If he stepped on Chu Feng, Junzi Sword’s reputation would experience a qualitative leap.

In recent years, the Alchemy Sword Sect had not been prominent, and its reputation was waning.

Now was a good opportunity.

The Dragon Slayer Sect was already finished and could only follow Chu Feng to the end. In the future, the Alchemy Sword Sect would dominate the Azure Dragon Heavenly Kingdom and monopolize all resources.

What it lacked was a re-establishment of prestige.

"An alchemy contest? Are you sure?" Chu Feng had a strange expression.

Chu Feng was quite aware of the level of alchemists in the Alchemy Sword Sect. Calling them a bunch of overrated trash wasn’t an exaggeration.

Even Junzi Sword’s level in the Alchemy Dao wasn’t particularly impressive.

Junzi Sword was a bit nervous because Chu Feng’s demeanor was too arrogant, leaving him unsure of the depth.

To compete in alchemy against Chu Feng in front of everyone.

If victorious, it would be good.

But what if he lost?

Wouldn’t that be a slap in the face, and instead of enhancing his prestige, it would lead to further decline?

"No need to worry, Chu Feng has already exhausted all advanced-level Talismanic Elixirs in the sword formation! You’re guaranteed to win if you contest him in alchemy now!" The Panlong Heavenly Emperor whispered.

"Is what His Majesty said true?" Junzi Sword was overjoyed.

"Absolutely! Even the Ninth Grade Talismanic Elixir he refined was used up. Otherwise, how could a pauper like him injure me?" The Panlong Heavenly Emperor seethed with resentment when mentioning his injury.

With these words, Junzi Sword felt reassured.

He immediately escorted his sword, casting an authoritative gaze over the crowd before announcing loudly, "I am Junzi Sword, Sect Master of the Alchemy Sword Sect. Today, I will have a public alchemy duel with the Longevity Pill Master! I invite everyone to witness!"

After saying this, he looked up at Chu Feng, "Longevity Pill Master, do you dare to accept?" Such provocative language, coming from Junzi Sword, was particularly infuriating.

The disdainful tone and demeanor were such that anyone with a drop of passion wouldn’t refuse his challenge.

"Let’s duel then; in a moment, you’ll be begging for mercy on your knees!" Chu Feng, unafraid, flew out several steps, facing Junzi Sword directly.

Preparing for a showdown.

"Sound the gong, beat the drum, let all soldiers on both sides watch this grand event."

With a wave of Junzi Sword’s hand, gongs and drums resounded to bolster his prestige.

In contrast, it was much quieter on Chu Feng’s side.

"This Ninth Grade Wood Talismanic Elixir in my hand can entangle everything. I assure you, once activated, it can immediately bind Chu Feng."

After saying this, Junzi Sword ostentatiously raised the Ninth Grade Wood Talismanic Elixir in his hand.

"Chu Feng, it’s your turn!" He deliberately wanted to embarrass Chu Feng.

Because he knew Chu Feng couldn’t produce an advanced-level Talismanic Elixir.

"Me? I don’t have a Ninth Grade Talismanic Elixir, but I have plenty of First-Grade Talisman Pills."