Chapter 966: Another Slaying
The purple rock layers of the Purple Cloud Mountain Range exuded a strange glow in the twilight, enveloping the entire mountain range.
Several figures appeared around the glow, locking their divine thoughts onto Lin Chen.
At the same time, an old man strolled in, his gaze fixed on Lin Chen, with a coldness in his eyes: “You’ve killed many of my Eight Desolate Domain martial artists. I have been waiting for you here.”
Xi Zelang turned his palm, and the glow around the mountains transformed into four beams of light shooting into the sky. These beams sealed the entire mountain range, making it difficult even for an Innate Fifth Realm to break free quickly.
Two days prior, Xi Zelang had received reports from below. Many innate martial artists died mysteriously, and according to spies within the Canglan Domain, Qu Guanfu from Canglan Domain was in Azure Sky City and hadn’t left.
To have killed so many of his subordinates, including some innate Fourth Realm martial artists, Xi Zelang’s first judgment was that the culprit must be an Innate Fifth Realm expert.
Therefore, he specially set up this array.
He himself was only Innate Fifth Realm, without the array, he couldn’t hold back if the opponent tried to escape, but with the array, the opponent wouldn’t be able to flee.
Xi Zelang’s gaze fell on Lin Chen, but his brows furrowed. From his divine thought perception, the person in front of him was merely in the Innate Fourth Realm.
An Innate Fourth Realm martial artist capable of annihilating two Innate Fourth Realm?
It’s known that those two were stewards in the sect, with a future potential to break into Innate Fifth Realm. Even if they weren’t a match for the person in front, they could’ve escaped.
Assassination or ambush could only take out one, the other would surely react.
Though puzzled, Xi Zelang’s eyes still held a fierce killing intent: “Just an Innate Fourth Realm, yet dare to massacre my sect disciples. I’ve been waiting for you to fall into my trap for a long time; today, you’ll taste the agony of having your form and spirit destroyed!”
With one Innate Fifth Realm, four Innate Fourth Realm, and this sealing array, facing such a predicament that would pale an Innate Fifth Realm expert, Lin Chen’s face showed no panic, instead, a cold smile appeared.
With his divine thought, he had already sensed some unusual aspects of the mountain range; this array was a temporary setup and not seamlessly flawless, with energy leakage present.
Yet even knowing the array was set up within the mountains, Lin Chen chose to enter the situation himself. This array blocked his retreat, but it also blocked the retreat of these Eight Desolates Domain martial artists.
“The scenery here isn’t bad.”
Lin Chen spoke calmly, smiling brightly under the confused gazes of Xi Zelang and the other four: “You’ve certainly chosen a good place for your tomb.”
“Arrogant!”
Xi Zelang was furious; an Innate Fourth Realm martial artist dared to be so brazen before him. His whole demeanor rose, akin to a great roc spreading its wings, his palms carried a terrifying force capable of shattering mountains, transforming into two vast claws descending upon Lin Chen, aiming to twist off his head.
Facing Xi Zelang’s earth-shattering strike, Lin Chen’s eyes shot with brilliance, devoid of fear, the Immortal Technique operated madly, shining with endless golden luster, directly meeting with a punch.
Boom!
The claw and fist clashed, the entire mountain range shook, countless mountain fragments splattered, stone dust filled the air.
“What!”
Xi Zelang’s pupils shrank; even though the stone dust obscured vision, through his divine thought perception, this person had actually met the blow without any injury.
The four Innate martial artists maintaining the array showed mocking smiles—the elder Xi personally struck, that person was undoubtedly doomed.
“If those are your only methods, then it’s my turn next!”
Amidst the stone dust, Lin Chen’s clear voice emerged. The next moment, the four Innate martial artists standing around maintaining the array hadn’t reacted yet before seeing a golden light shoot towards their elder.
“Courting death!”
Even though the earlier move didn’t injure the opponent, Xi Zelang was shocked in his heart, but as an Innate Fifth Realm expert, facing a proactive challenge from an Innate Fourth Realm, how could he back down!
Boom!
Xi Zelang’s palms danced, carrying an ancient aura, the technique used was the Eight Desolates Sect’s foundation technique, the Eight Desolates Palm.
Lin Chen likewise responded with palms, executing the Celestial Derivation Myriad Phenomena Destruction Palm, each palm carried a terrifying momentum to obliterate everything.
The four Innate Fourth Realm martial artists from the Eight Desolates Domain watching the battle showed no previous ease, unable to believe the scene before them. Elder Xi and this man fought on equal footing.
Blood splattered, space shattered!
Although most of the blood was spilled from the opponent, in the eyes of the four, it seemed this person felt no pain, growing braver in battle, whereas Elder Xi’s momentum had slightly waned.
How is this possible?
Elder Xi is Innate Fifth Realm, while this person is just Innate Fourth Realm.
“Maybe Elder Xi is doing it on purpose; don’t forget battles between Innate martial artists also involve divine soul battles, Elder Xi just plays around with this guy.”
Zhao Yu spoke, and hearing his words, the other three nodded in agreement.
Indeed, relying on his realm’s divine soul advantage, Elder Xi could easily defeat the opponent by using divine soul attack methods.
What they didn’t know was that Xi Zelang was growing more alarmed as the battle went on. He hadn’t failed to use divine soul attacks, yet his attacks hadn’t affected this person at all, implying this person not only had a divine soul no less than his own but also possessed exceedingly strong divine soul defense techniques.
There is no doubt that he will be defeated if this continues.
Xi Zelang retreated, and a Long Halberd appeared in his hand. Seeing this Long Halberd, Lin Chen’s eyes flashed with a hint of reminiscence.
Originally, during the second battle between him and Sima Kong at Martial Arts Mountain, Sima Kong had used the Eight Desolates Creation Halberd, a Martial Arts Technique known as the top offensive technique of the Eight Desolates Sect.
At that time, Sima Kong had only recently joined the Eight Desolates Sect and hadn’t yet mastered the Eight Desolates Creation Halberd to perfection.
“Elder Xi is using the Eight Desolates Creation Halberd?”
Seeing this scene, the four martial artists of the Eight Desolates Sect were stunned. If Elder Xi was just teasing this person before, why use the Eight Desolates Creation Halberd now?
“Destruction of the Eight Desolates!”
Xi Zelang swung the Long Halberd, and this move had been used by Sima Kong before. However, when Xi Zelang wielded it now, its power far surpassed that of Sima Kong’s in the past, radiating extreme brilliance with an ancient aura from the Eight Desolates. If it were a typical Innate Fourth Realm martial artist, their mind might have already succumbed.
Bang!
Lin Chen struck out with his palm again, but this time the halberd’s light pierced through his hand, creating a bloody hole in the center of his palm, spilling blood.
“Forced me to get serious, you have no regrets dying!”
Glancing at the bloody hole in his hand, where special energy prevented the wound from healing, and hearing Xi Zelang’s words, Lin Chen’s lips curled into a cold smile; the old chap really knew how to save face for himself.
“Since we’re getting serious now, I have nothing left to hide either.”
Lin Chen’s hair flew, his expression indifferent and emotionless. Xi Zelang’s expression froze, then he mocked disdainfully, “Really considering himself a Fifth Realm powerhouse.”
In his view, the person before him must have focused on the Body Tempering Technique and possessed Divine Soul Defense, which allowed him to fight until now. He absolutely wouldn’t believe the opponent had any trump card left; it must be mere bluff.
“The bright moon rises over the sea.”
Lin Chen murmured softly, and as his voice fell, Zhao Yu and the other three watching the battlefield saw an inexplicable scene. Behind this mysterious martial artist suddenly appeared a nebula, and within the nebula, a bright moon rose magnificently from behind him, its moonlight covering a span of twenty feet around the man. Although they were not under the moonlight, observing the man at this moment made the four feel a piercing chill.
Terror!
Both the nebula and the moon, and even the man at this moment, made them feel a deep-rooted terror.
What happened?
The four couldn’t understand why their Divine Souls suddenly felt fear, yet the battlefield’s moonlight had already enveloped Xi Zelang.
“Die!”
Shrouded in the moonlight, Xi Zelang felt a sense of crisis emerging from his heart. He left no reservations, striking again with the halberd, this time with full force. His instinct warned him that if he couldn’t quickly kill the opponent, his life might be in danger.
Confronting Xi Zelang’s attacking halberd, Lin Chen’s expression remained indifferent. Xi Zelang’s actions at the moment appeared to slow by twenty times in his eyes, making them easy to dodge.
But Lin Chen merely combined his fingers into a sword, concentrating all energy at the fingertips: Canglan Finger!
At this moment, Lin Chen finally executed a technique that revealed his true identity.
Xi Zelang’s pupils contracted sharply; he didn’t expect the mysterious man to be from the Canglan Sect. More frightening, he discovered himself facing some restraint; his Divine Soul and Innate Power were suppressed.
Boom!
In Xi Zelang’s despairing eyes, the giant finger crashed down.
Crunch!
Xi Zelang’s head exploded upon contact with the giant finger, blood mixed with brain matter splattering everywhere, and as his headless corpse wavered, it fell heavily downward.
The four Innate Fourth Realm martial artists of the Eight Desolates Sect felt their hearts sink as they witnessed this scene: Elder Xi wasn’t only defeated but had lost his life.
Facing the existence capable of killing Elder Xi, even if the four joined forces, they wouldn’t be enough. The array that had sealed the space now acted as an obstacle preventing their escape.
Lin Chen turned indifferently, facing the four without hesitation, his forehead’s Canglan’s Eyes extending for a direct Divine Soul Destruction.
Poof!
Poof!
Poof!
Eight beams of light swept across, and the four fell towards the ground.
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After thirty breaths, Lin Chen stepped out of the shattered array. The Purple Cloud Mountain Range was deathly silent like a grave, only the wind carrying the scent of blood blowing through the cliffs, with cracks everywhere indicating a battle had once taken place here.
Sweeping a glance at the mountain scene, Lin Chen prepared to head towards the Eight Desolate Domain martial artist camp but suddenly turned sharply, looking back at the sky behind him. Once his Divine Thought sensed the visitor’s appearance, Lin Chen relaxed his guard, a smile lifting the corner of his mouth.