Dragon-Marked War God

“Bring it on.”

Lu Changtian shouted and kept charging down to fight Jiang Chen. Inside the Whirlwind Black Burying Formation, things kept shifting. With Lu Changtian’s abilities, he simply could not break out of the formation’s range, and instead grew more and more flustered. The black hurricanes were like huge ghostly faces devouring the starry sky, beginning to crush down on Lu Changtian. Every time a hurricane tore through the void, Lu Changtian’s face went livid as he was caught by it again and again. Although he advanced and retreated in good order, steady and even gaining a little ground, he still could not withstand the might of the Black Burying Flag that Jiang Chen was waving.

The hurricanes spun back around like raging wind blades, and Lu Changtian suffered heavy wounds one after another. At this point he too realized he was in no small danger. It seemed his preparations had not been enough after all, and he had actually been trapped by Jiang Chen’s formation.

“No, I have to get out of here quickly. Otherwise this formation will trap me alive.”

Lu Changtian’s expression kept changing. Jiang Chen’s Whirlwind Black Burying Formation was even more terrifying than he had imagined. For the moment he could not withstand it at all. It nearly tore apart the divine origin qi in his body, and he was in great pain. His injuries grew worse step by step. Lu Changtian trembled all over, his expression frozen. He knew his situation had become extremely dangerous.

“Setting Sun over the Long River, the Divine Halberd Throws the Wind and Clouds into Chaos!”

Lu Changtian used all the strength he had in one strike that shot up to the heavens, trying to break out of the formation. But Jiang Chen would not let it go and gave Lu Changtian no chance at all. The Black Burying Flag in his hand erupted with extremely terrifying power at this moment and kept suppressing him. The Whirlwind Black Burying Formation began to shrink little by little. Lu Changtian’s situation grew harder and harder, danger at every step. The whirlwinds kept piercing through his body, and the wounds on his chest grew deeper and deeper.

That strike darkened heaven and earth and changed the color of the wind and clouds. Jiang Chen withstood it, but he was also badly hurt. The Whirlwind Black Burying Formation was almost torn apart by Lu Changtian. Fortunately Jiang Chen held the formation together at the risk of his life.

Lu Changtian shuddered and staggered backward, his face deathly pale.

“Puff—”

Blood sprayed wildly from his mouth. His divine halberd fell from his hand. He nearly toppled over and dropped to one knee, his expression stern, danger lurking all around. The hurricanes around him tore open and drove him into a dead end once more.

“Bastard! Damned formation! Do you dare fight me?”

Lu Changtian roared madly. The meridians all over his body had been damaged. No one could feel it, but that deathly stillness of being trapped in a hopeless situation was a fear Lu Changtian had never felt before.

“This Whirlwind Black Burying Formation is your burial ground. No one can save you.”

Jiang Chen said coldly, holding the Whirlwind Black Burying Formation together with all his might. But at this moment he did not have much time left. The Whirlwind Black Burying Formation was draining Jiang Chen extremely heavily.

“You coward, you don’t dare fight me head-on at all! All you can do is use these low tricks. I don’t accept this, I don’t accept it!”

Lu Changtian kept slamming into the formation, trying to break out, but every result was like a ripple spreading out on water, or a stone sinking into the sea. Not a single wave could be stirred up again.

“Life and death are decided by fate. What right do you have to shout? You’re about to be a dead man. Do you really think you’re a match for me?”

Jiang Chen said with a cold laugh, killing intent surging in his eyes. The Whirlwind Black Burying Formation was not enough to kill Lu Changtian on its own, but under the Dou Formation Technique, Lu Changtian was certain to die!

“Dou Formation Technique, activate!”

Facing Lu Changtian’s desperate charge, Jiang Chen finally used the Dou Formation Technique. This would be Lu Changtian’s swan song.

Under the Dou Formation Technique, the Whirlwind Black Burying Formation changed almost completely. It was several times stronger than before. The hurricane with its blade-like wind edges swept across and left Lu Changtian almost nowhere to hide. At this moment he finally realized Jiang Chen’s killing intent. Inside this Whirlwind Black Burying Formation, he was nothing but meat on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

“You can’t kill me, I don’t accept this, I don’t accept it!”

Lu Changtian still charged desperately, but at this moment he could not withstand the sky full of wind blades crushing everything before them. He was torn apart in an instant, cut into pieces, reduced to ash and smoke.

No matter how unwilling he was, it was all in vain. No matter how much he shouted, it was all useless. Now he had turned into a puff of dust drifting in the air. The so-called expert of the Futu Pagoda, a true peerless master, a supreme genius at the peak of the Early Divine Emperor Realm, had become nothing more than passing smoke and clouds.

Seven breaths. In only seven breaths, Jiang Chen forcefully wiped out Lu Changtian, smashing his body to pieces. His soul was also sucked into the Great Yu Soul Forming Light by Jiang Chen, never to be reborn!

Everyone was extremely grave. Jiang Chen’s killing blow had let everyone see how terrifying this guy was. That black banner fluttered without any wind, as if proclaiming its power and terror. Songzan Kangying narrowed his eyes slightly. That Black Burying Flag should have been his, yet in the end Jiang Chen had gotten it. It had originally belonged to Ancestor God Fuxi, the forefather of their Forbidden Divine Clan.

Sun Zhan was dumbfounded too. Jiang Chen’s earth-shaking move, which no one could stop, made Sun Zhan truly understand what flawless meant. Now he knew he was in a hopeless situation. There was no one left who could save him.

“That’s the Little Chen I know. Hahaha.”

Han Yan looked proud. It was as if he had taken part in this battle himself. His eyes were full of pride.

Yu Jingxian’s beautiful eyes flickered again and again. During Jiang Chen’s fight with Lu Changtian, her heart had been wound tight the whole time, afraid Jiang Chen would be defeated. If Jiang Chen had really died, she probably would not have chosen to go on living alone either. Yu Jingxian knew very clearly that Jiang Chen had now become an indispensable part of her heart.

But after defeating Lu Changtian, Jiang Chen’s situation was also extremely dangerous. The Whirlwind Black Burying Formation had used up nearly all his divine origin qi, and he was in great difficulty at this moment. Lu Changtian was dead, but Jiang Chen’s steps were far from over.

Jiang Chen looked at the Land of Heavenly Lightning in the distance, his heart full of grand ambition. This time he would definitely break through to the Divine Emperor Realm in one go!

Ancestor Songzan and Ancestor Jueming exchanged a look. They knew that Jiang Chen was at the end of his strength now and had no strength left to fight. They had to take this chance to bring him down. Otherwise, if they wanted to act later, there would probably be no chance.

Although the strength of Ancestor Songzan and Ancestor Jueming had been damaged, they were Mid Divine Emperor experts after all. By now they had recovered somewhat. Though far from their peak, they still could not be underestimated.

“Kid, I have to say your strength really is great, but now no one can leave here alive. The dignity of the Forbidden Divine Clan cannot be violated. You want to seize the Lightning Mother Seed and kill the Heavenly Lightning Spirit? That’s pure fantasy. Hand over the Lightning Mother Seed. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Ancestor Jueming said calmly, his eyes fixed on Han Yan, then cast a cold glance at Jiang Chen. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Although they did not count as the oriole yet, the final victors would surely be them.

“You’re celebrating a little too early.”

Jiang Chen laughed coldly and sighed. He knew there was no longer any need for this bunch to exist.