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Death Grip
Whoosh!
A flash of blood light swept by, and in an instant, Nie Yuanwu appeared before Xing Chen.
At this moment, Nie Yuanwu had bloodshot eyes, looking at Xing Chen with a gaze that seemed as if he wanted to devour him.
“Peat, I want to see how much lifespan you have left to waste; I will escape!” Xing Chen unexpectedly turned and fled backward. A flash of Black Light appeared on him, and the Water Escape Technique was instantly activated. His body seemed to merge with the surrounding seawater, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared hundreds of miles away.
“Pfft…” Seeing Xing Chen's actions, Nie Yuanwu was almost so furious that he spat blood. He used Blood Shadow Escape and barely caught up to Xing Chen, but unexpectedly, he escaped again with another swift move.
Feeling tragic, Nie Yuanwu's hatred for Xing Chen surged even more. Originally, he only intended to kill Xing Chen and reclaim the Fate Divine Pill, but now he changed his mind. He was determined to torment Xing Chen for a year or two until he suffered a painful death; otherwise, his resentment would not be alleviated.
“Hate Demon Body!” When Xing Chen resurfaced, a Demonic Aura gathered around him. The devouring power of the Hate Demon Body instantly manifested. His body seemed to have countless whirlpools, an endless suction force emanating from within him, absorbing the surrounding energy to replenish his own consumption.
However, this scene of him stopping to recover his Vital Energy fell into Nie Yuanwu's eyes as a provocation, making him even more furious.
Nevertheless, he decided not to pursue Xing Chen using Blood Shadow Escape. It was too wasteful of his vitality, and besides, he couldn't catch up; every time he turned around, Xing Chen would run off in another direction.
“Drink!” With a sudden loud shout, Nie Yuanwu reached out with a big hand. Instantly, space condensed, and a transparent Vital Energy cage appeared above Xing Chen. A fierce thunderstorm and a river of flames intertwined above it, forming an incredibly powerful and unbreakable prison.
“Prison Cage, Confining Immortals and Destroying Gods!”
As a strong practitioner at the Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm, Nie Yuanwu could cross hundreds of miles in one move, causing the powerful cage to descend directly above Xing Chen, intending to suppress him in one fell swoop.
The name “Prison Cage” itself indicates its formidable nature; it could imprison even the earth itself, let alone an ordinary Yang Spirit Realm practitioner. Moreover, this Prison Cage was a combination of offensive and defensive martial arts; it could not only trap people but also contained thunderstorm and river flames that could instantly annihilate anyone imprisoned within.
“You're seeking your own death!” Xing Chen snorted coldly as he looked at the descending Prison Cage, revealing a hint of disdain in his eyes.
If it were a direct confrontation, Xing Chen would definitely not be his opponent. However, against such long-range attacks, there was absolutely nothing he could do to Xing Chen. Moreover, not only could he not inflict any damage on Xing Chen, but he would also become nourishment for Xing Chen's Hate Demon Body.
At the moment the Prison Cage descended, a tremendous Demonic Aura suddenly erupted from Xing Chen's body. This violent power surged like millions of volcanoes erupting simultaneously, overwhelming the land like a raging ocean, as the Demonic Aura swept out in an instant.
Boom!
The Prison Cage was instantly shattered by the impact. Countless thunderous storms and rivers of flames were absorbed by Xing Chen's Hate Demon Body. This energy transformed into Vital Energy, instantly restoring all of his Vital Energy.
Boom!
At that moment, a rumble echoed from within Xing Chen again; the bottleneck of Yang Po Fourfold unexpectedly broke through. Utilizing the power of Nie Yuanwu's attack, Xing Chen had actually advanced to the realm of Yang Po Fourfold.
Once the realm of Yang Po Fourfold was broken through, a rolling Demonic Aura once again emanated from Xing Chen, dyeing the entire space black. A suffocating atmosphere instantly spread over hundreds of miles.
"Chirp!" At that moment, the Lightning Eagle also arrived at this location. Upon sensing the overwhelming Demonic Aura, it let out a clear cry and dove down.
Xing Chen slapped the surface of the water with his palm and leaped high into the air, landing on the back of the Lightning Eagle. Immediately, the Demonic Aura surged around him as a pitch-black battle armor slowly formed around him. Its dark and profound hue resembled that of an ancient demon god's armor.
At the same time, as he slightly turned his right hand, a magic sword appeared—this was the Hate Demon Sword.
Having broken through to Yang Po Fourfold, Xing Chen was no longer powerless against Nie Yuanwu's Gaze of Fate as he had been before; he could now face Nie Yuanwu head-on.
"Reverse Nine Swords!"
Demonic Aura swirled in Xing Chen's eyes as he raised the Hate Demon Sword in his hand, which radiated brilliant light. Countless Demonic Auras converged and coalesced onto the magic sword. Below, Nie Yuanwu felt a surge of fear at that moment.
At this point, the Hate Demon Sword in Xing Chen's hand had completely occupied Nie Yuanwu's mind, making him lose sight of everything else; all that remained in his eyes was this magic sword—the Hate Demon Sword that could cut through the earth.
“Reverse Nine Swords!”
With a series of swift movements, Xing Chen unleashed nine consecutive sword strikes, each one sharp and unmatched, as if they replaced the entire landscape with their brilliance, instantly descending upon Nie Yuanwu.
“Damn it! How can a mere Yang Spirit Realm be so powerful? Even a strong warrior from the Sun Soul Seventh Peak would be like an ant before me. This kid is only at Yang Po Fourfold, how can he possess such strength?” As the nine beams of sword light approached in an instant, Nie Yuanwu's expression changed dramatically. He quickly dove into the depths of the sea, hoping to use the water's resistance to counter Xing Chen's formidable attack.
Boom!
With a tremendous roar, the seawater erupted into towering columns hundreds of meters high from the powerful impact. Nie Yuanwu successfully evaded Xing Chen's strike by leveraging the water's resistance.
“Since you chose to flee, it is clear that you have already lost. A mere defeated opponent cannot pose a threat to me,” Xing Chen declared loudly, pointing his magic sword at the surface of the sea. His voice echoed far and wide, confident that Nie Yuanwu could hear him. He intended to take this opportunity to humiliate Nie Yuanwu and then crush him.
“Damn it! If it weren't for my earlier use of Blood Shadow Escape, how could I be forced into such a situation by someone from the mere Yang Spirit Realm?” Underwater, Nie Yuanwu roared in his heart. However, he truly dared not surface; otherwise, he would surely die at Xing Chen's hands. Given the might that Xing Chen had just displayed, he could definitely kill him.
Originally, with his cultivation at Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm, dealing with someone from the Yang Spirit Realm should have been an easy task. It was precisely because of this thought that he had used Blood Shadow Escape. But after using it, his strength had nearly halved.
Meanwhile, Xing Chen’s power surged as if he had been injected with adrenaline, forcing him into a desperate retreat. This not only filled Nie Yuanwu with shame but also instilled a sense of fear towards Xing Chen.
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