Chapter 643: Is That All You’ve Got?
Chapter 643: Chapter 643: Is That All You’ve Got?
"Let’s go join the fun!"
At this moment, on the Heavenly Battle Platform, the remaining martial artists were also very interested in this battle.
"Swish, swish, swish—"
Figures one after another quickly left the Heavenly Origin Ancient Hall and finally landed again on the vast Heavenly Battle Platform, where everyone kept a close eye on the battlefield.
And Chen Xiao also grinned, "Then, let me experience the true strength of you, the Saint Heir of the Wushen Sect, today."
The moment his words fell, Chen Xiao suddenly stomped the ground, and his body shot out like lightning, descending onto the Heavenly Battle Platform from the central area of the Heavenly Origin Ancient Hall.
He stood with his hands behind his back, not a trace of fear in his eyes.
His cultivation aura was gradually released.
Transcendent Realm Peak!
However, the three hundred zhang war qi above his head, like a pillar holding up the sky, gave a profound shock to everyone’s mind.
Zi Yuan and the Emperor’s daughter Xiyue, meanwhile, also led the numerous strong individuals from the Xuantian Sect and the Great Zhou Imperial Family, appearing behind Chen Xiao, their eyes full of tension.
After all, Chou Tian’s strength was indeed so strong it left them breathless.
Currently, among the younger generation, there were no strong individuals who had reached the Heavenly Realm!
And Chou Tian had.
Chou Tian likewise stood on the Heavenly Battle Platform, his sharp and cold eyes locked tightly on Chen Xiao, his black robe billowing as the crushing aura of the Heavenly Realm poured out like an abyssal ocean, the war qi above his head swirling constantly, rising up.
Although he only stood a hundred zhang tall, his cultivation was indeed a genuine Heavenly Realm!
The spectators below had their clothes whipped wildly by the winds, and those with weaker cultivation continuously retreated, their faces pale.
"That Chen Xiao must be crazy! How dare he challenge a Heavenly Realm with just a Transcendent Realm Peak?"
"That’s a difference of two small realms! What’s more, this Saint Heir of the Wushen Sect has many tricks, very mysterious; even martial artists of the same realm can hardly withstand him for long!" A middle-aged martial artist carrying twin blades gasped, his eyes full of apprehension.
Previously, before entering the ruins of the Tianyuan Ancient Sect, the oppression Chou Tian brought upon them was terrifying. He set up an unparalleled killing field with thirty-six Blood Soul Banners, killing a third of the martial artists; who else could accomplish such a feat!?
"It’s hard to say, this guy has three hundred zhangs of war qi, he must have plundered the war qi from many strong individuals, so he likely isn’t a mere mortal either!"
Just as the old man finished speaking, a dragon’s chant resonated from the battle platform.
In Chen Xiao’s hand, the Dragon Chant Sword appeared, and at the same time, the three hundred zhang war qi, under his control, merged with the Spiritual Power around him, transforming into nine dragons coiling around his body. With each step, the floor of the Heavenly Battle Platform beneath him revealed cracks...
"Come fight!"
As those two words were spoken, the two forces on the battle platform collided from afar, stirring up gusts of wild wind.
In the distance, Fairy Zhu Yan squinted her eyes; this guy’s strength had unexpectedly soared again.
However, this Chou Tian was not easy to deal with, and even if she faced him, he would be a tough opponent.
After all, Chou Tian was one small realm higher than her.
Su Miaoyin slightly narrowed her phoenix eyes, watching with interest.
She had been observing Chen Xiao since he was in the secular world.
Now, meeting again in the Tianyuan Secret Realm, she had witnessed the growth Chen Xiao had gone through.
His progress was astonishingly fast.
Chou Tian’s pupils shrank suddenly, a bloodthirsty and ferocious light flashing in his eyes, tinged with a hint of excitement, "Such a pity, this Heavenly Battle Platform has special laws that prevent me from killing you, or today I would have made sure you died without a corpse!"
"But it doesn’t matter; today, I’ll first take your war qi, reclaim the Netherworld Fruit, then kill you again after leaving the Tianyuan Secret Realm!"
With that, the Blood Soul Banner in his hand appeared, expanding rapidly in the wind, with countless resentful souls roaring out, forming a blood veil that blotted out the sky, "Today, I will use you to consecrate the banner!"
"Blood Sea Devouring Sky!"
In that sky full of blood shadows, innumerable vengeful souls howled and roared as they rushed forward, forming a giant claw made of resentful souls, brazenly grasping towards Chen Xiao.
Even the spectators around could feel their heads splitting; the soundwaves from the resentful souls seemed to carry a special power, capable of affecting and devouring one’s divine soul.
Chen Xiao moved forward instead of retreating. As the Dragon Chant Sword unsheathed, the nine dragon shadows entwining him also entwined around the sword under his control.
In this strike, Chen Xiao used all his war qi, Spiritual Power, and physical strength.
"Clang!"
The instant sword met claw, the world went silent.
It was as if time stood still. After a brief stalemate, the shockwaves from both sides exploded and swept out—
Some of the nearby spectators were pushed back by this immense power.
The nine dragon shadows and that giant claw continued to entangle and devour each other mid-air, finally dissipating into formlessness as if they had never existed.
"That’s impossible!" A protector from the Wushen Sect cried out in shock; their Saint Heir’s Heaven-realm life-bound magical treasure’s killing move was actually withstood by a Transcendent Realm Peak Martial Artist?
"Why panic? The Saint Heir just used a regular strike, not even employing seventy percent of his strength, and this kid probably used all his might! The outcome of this battle was long decided!"
Their confidence in Chou Tian was absolute.
With a difference of two realms, they refused to believe Chen Xiao could defy fate!
This was just the beginning.
In the clash just now, Chou Tian’s big hand holding the Blood Soul Banner had its tiger’s mouth cracked, and many of the resentful souls destroyed wailed mournfully, reducing their numbers significantly.
This made his face even more ashen as he fixed his eyes on the sword in Chen Xiao’s hand.
The sharp blade of this guy is crazily devouring the blood fiend aura released by the Blood Soul Banner in the air, the dragon pattern on the blade becoming increasingly clearer, as if ready to break free from the sword at any moment.
How come this guy’s Lifebound Magical Artifact seems more advanced than his Blood Soul Banner, which has been refined with countless resentful souls?
Otherwise, why would his Blood Soul Banner suffer such a loss?
If he knew this Dragon Chant Sword is a genuine Lifebound Magical Artifact forged from dragon bone, he would probably already be losing his composure now.
"My turn now." Chen Xiao suddenly laughed, followed by the Dragon Chant Sword exploding into green light. Everyone felt as if their vision blurred, as nine dragon shadows soared from the War Qi into the sky once more.
Where the sword light passed, the blood curtain that Chou Tian used the Blood Soul Banner to conjure instantly dissolved like spring snow meeting the sun!
This sight was fast, fierce, and overbearing.
Chou Tian hastily swung the Blood Soul Banner, and an outpour of majestic Spiritual Power erupted once again, trying to use this force to completely resolve the Sword Qi coming from Chen Xiao.
But, all of these were to no avail.
"Pfft!" Chou Tian was struck by the residual waves of Sword Qi, staggering backward, with two deep sword marks suddenly appearing across his chest, and in that instant, blood stained the area in front of him.
More terrifying was the faint light circulating the wound, continuously eroding his physical body.
"What tyrannical Sword Qi!"
Chou Tian was instantly shocked, what exactly is the origin of this sharp sword?
An uproar also emerged from beneath the stage.
"How is this fighting across realms?"
"Clearly, it’s a crushing!"
"The difference is two realms, yet this battle has only gone through two rounds, and he instead injured Chou Tian?"
"Terrifying, too terrifying!"
Although there’s an addition from War Qi, achieving this was not simple at all!
"Chen Xiao, keep it up!" Zi Yuan shouted loudly with a raised small face.
Chen Xiao indeed didn’t let her down!
Xiyue remained silent, yet her beautiful eyes were fixed tightly on the battlefield, the subtly clenched small fists enough to show how nervous she was inside at the moment!
"It seems, indeed, a power to fight!"
"This should be the peak battle of this Tianyuan Secret Realm, right?"
"The battle strengths of both sides, under the blessing of this War Qi, are probably almost comparable to mid-stage Sky-reaching Realm now!"
Mid-stage Sky-reaching Realm, in the Outer Domain, is already considered top experts!
Aside from top experts of the Major Sects and Imperial Families, basically no one reaches this realm!
"Very well, you’ve successfully angered me. Then let me show you the true strength of me, the Saint Heir!"
Chou Tian wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth, suddenly, from the space ring on his hand, a burst of light exploded.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
Eighteen bronze coffins suddenly fell to the ground, surrounding Chou Tian, with each coffin lid inscribed with twisted inscriptions, exuding a creepy eerie aura.
All the members of the Wushen Sect had a heavy expression but seemed relieved.
Chou Tian even resorted to this move, this kid is probably doomed.
"Great Netherworld, open!"
As Chou Tian’s shout fell, the bronze coffins were swept away like a flood crashing, bursting out sticky ink-like Spiritual Power, transforming into barriers to envelop that area, spreading like a plague, rushing towards Chen Xiao.
Soon after, they witnessed, from within those eighteen bronze coffins, shadows emerged one after another, instantly vanishing into the dark sticky Spiritual Power like phantoms...
Chou Tian chuckled coldly, "In these eighteen bronze coffins are sealed the strong warriors I, the Saint Heir, have slain, each possessing at least a half-step Sky Realm cultivation, and their souls all have swallowed hundreds of resentful souls..."
"Today, I, the Saint Heir, will use them to tear you apart!"
This Great Netherworld is the forbidden Secret Technique of their Wushen Sect, and these souls are not ordinary resentful souls, but truly powerful souls, lurking in that dark barrier, elusive, with terrifying power.
"Chen Xiao!" Zi Yuan exclaimed in shock.
They saw the black Spiritual Energy erode, the light encircling Chen Xiao visibly dimming, and a sizzling corrosion sound erupted from around Chen Xiao!
Chou Tian laughed manically, "This technique is created by a peak Sky-reaching expert of our Wushen Sect from hundreds of years ago, immensely powerful. I, the Saint Heir, am curious to see how long you can withstand it!"
Chen Xiao held his breath and focused, his face grave.
The darkness continued to spread, even the Dragon Chant Sword began to tremble. Just when everyone thought the outcome was decided, Chen Xiao suddenly closed his eyes to concentrate, his gaze swiftly turning.
Afterward, the veins on his hands bulged, secretly operating the Nine-layered Strength.
Meanwhile, the Dragon Chant Sword in his hand continuously slashed out.
The Sword Qi from the sharp blade pierced through the sticky ink-like Spiritual Power, slicing it apart, and later, screeches echoed from within the barrier...
One sword, one cut.
Phantom-like shadows shattered one by one under the slashes of Chen Xiao’s Sword Qi, each shattered shadow whitening Chou Tian’s face a notch!
Meanwhile, Chen Xiao, like a leisurely stroll, with the sword in hand, stepped forward forcing Chou Tian.
"Is this all your skills?"