Chapter 724: The Mysterious Snake Reappears?

Qitian's body stretched infinitely high, matching the Grand Duke's meat palms behind him; it was unclear how many there were, and in a daze it seemed as if countless giant palms were swaying.

The giant palms faced Chen Chuyang and the others; Qitian extended his right hand, delivering what seemed a motionless slap, and the Grand Duke's meat palms behind him struck swiftly.

Bang.

A huge palm came slamming over, its speed so fast it transcended space, the surrounding space distorting as it followed, the Grand Duke's blood and flesh recoiling; Chen Chuyang watched the incoming palm with interest, giving a cold smile.

He raised his right hand, palm forward, and gave a light push.

Palm met palm; at this moment, their attacks collided together.

The Grand Duke's meat palms instantly collapsed, shattering into countless chunks of meat that scattered across the ground.

Qitian remained unmoved; his right hand struck again, faster and more terrifying.

The palms behind him followed suit, one then two; the palm attacks caused spatial fluctuations around them. Chen Chuyang was not accustomed to him, glanced at his divine ability—like a Thousand-Armed Tathagata—behind him, hands rapidly attacked, landing one after another without a gap.

The dense attacks reached him, and Qitian was truly angry.

The pain made him miserable; he had to kill everyone before him.

Grand Duke Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm.

Die for me!

In an instant, heaven and earth were covered by countless palms; Chen Chuyang's true qi trembled, and behind him a massive true qi dharma body coalesced.

Palm after palm coalesced, just like the Thousand-Armed Tathagata before him.

Exactly the same.

The same divine ability, a different manifestation.

The giant palms behind Chen Chuyang were filled with intimidation, not that strange deformity.

One is deformed, looking twisted and terrifying.

The other is intimidating and overwhelming, intimidating all.

Hum.

He pushed out his right hand, and the true qi giant palm behind him struck.

Bang bang bang.

Countless giant palms clashed, the surrounding space began to tremble, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The space enveloped by the Grand Duke's blood and flesh also rapidly collapsed.

The power unleashed by the collision shattered that blood and flesh, which was already unstable; at this moment, it scattered in all directions.

Unknown how many palms were struck, the Thousand-Armed Grand Duke's palms shattered one by one, then recondensed.

However many times they condensed, however many times they shattered, on the ground a heap of meat mountains piled up.

Mountains of blood and flesh, innumerable.

Heishanyang saw this, opened its giant maw, and began to devour.

More, a bit more.

Delicious, Grand Duke meat is delicious.

It's all mine, hahaha.

The happiest person on the scene was none other than Heishanyang; these Grand Duke meats had no bones, no toxicity, and upon a single gulp were directly digested, repairing its body—so much blood and flesh all went into its stomach, with no one to compete for it.

Chen Chuyang allowed it to swallow, preventing the Grand Duke's blood and flesh from recondensing and fusing again.

The shattered blood and flesh were not dead yet; they could still regroup and heal again.

However much was shattered, Heishanyang ate that much; a mouthful of fresh blood, a mountain's worth of blood and flesh was consumed.

This blood and flesh were not the surrounding Grand Duke's, which had formed a unified whole and could not be eaten.

Kid, give me more.

Heishanyang became addicted to eating; it devoured all the Grand Duke's blood and flesh on the ground, and even the blood and flesh falling from the sky entered its mouth before landing, directly digested.

Seeing this, Qitian directly struck at Heishanyang.

Those Grand Duke blood and flesh were among his methods; even if shattered, he didn't mind, as they could slowly recondense and slowly fuse.

If swallowed, they were truly gone.

This demon must not be left alive.

Heishanyang saw this, opened its mouth, and Chen Chuyang directly acted, shattering the Grand Duke's palm.

One, two, three or four.

Heishanyang showed no panic, waiting for the blood and flesh to enter its mouth.

This process lasted a moment; the Grand Duke's meat palms behind Qitian could not coalesce, and this divine ability was broken.

With no way to replenish the blood and flesh, his attack abruptly ceased.

Qitian's face turned pallid and bloodless; he hated Heishanyang and Chen Chuyang to the core.

Cough cough cough, kid, you really ought to die.

All his methods were seen through by Chen Chuyang.

His divine ability, upon being glanced at by him, this kid could also manifest the same divine ability.

Hahaha.

Chen Chuyang laughed loudly: "Don't break your defenses, it's not over yet."

The Grand Duke is indeed not bad; you now kneel, and my words still hold.

Qitian's face grew even uglier.

A scholar may be killed, but not humiliated.

He, the emperor of the Great Qi Dynasty, is supremely noble; how could he kneel?

His bloodline, his dignity, do not allow him to do so.

Even ants cling to life; you knelt down to survive—what's wrong with that?

I believe they won't laugh at you.

Li Shenghong remained silent, continually staring at Qi Tian.

This person has always taken pride in his own bloodline.

Today, upon encountering Chen Chuyang, there was repeated suppression, repeated humiliation.

Qi Tian could endure all of this; indeed, a Strong One is different—capable of possessing everything and also deterring all who defy.

Qi Ruohua stared at Qi Tian, then looked at Li Shenghong; both are ancestors of the Qi family—what a pity, these people are not united.

"Chen Chuyang, hurry up and deal with him; I always feel this person is not simple, seems to be stalling for time."

Chen Chuyang heard this, nodded slightly: "Good."

For some reason, Chen Chuyang also felt Qi Tian was stalling; clearly we've come this far, yet he wasn't in a hurry.

On the contrary, he resisted, again and again, provoking them.

Also, Qi Jian, as steady as Mount Tai, stands there, hasn't run away.

Something's off.

Li Shenghong stared at Qi Tian, his eyes narrowed, after a moment said: "Chen Chuyang, this person wants to use your power to break free from the Grand Duke."

"He wants to condense his entire bodily form, wants to leave this place."

Qi Tian has been consuming the Grand Duke's power, knowing full well that the Grand Duke fears fire, yet he keeps consuming.

Wearing down the Grand Duke, reducing its influence on him.

Before, Li Shenghong thought he was going to make a desperate last stand.

According to what he knows, Qi Tian isn't that kind of person; knowing he can't win, he would definitely run away, impossible to fight to the bitter end.

So there's only one possibility: he's plotting something.

Qi Tian's movement paused, his eyes turned cold, staring at Qi Ruohua and Li Shenghong.

As expected of the Qi family's bloodline, their thoughts are the same.

"I know."

Chen Chuyang tilted his head and said lightly: "I just want to see what he's going to do."

"The Grand Duke has helped him survive to this day, maintaining his peak, but likewise it binds him."

"He... has always been trying to break free from the Grand Duke; his new body is over there."

Behind Qi Jian is hidden Qi Tian's new body.

That place is shrouded by a formation.

Chen Chuyang had seen it long ago, but neither broke it nor exposed it.

He wanted to see what Qi Tian and company intended to do.

The Grand Duke has been separated—that's a good thing, and Chen Chuyang naturally wants it.

Only pure Grand Duke is truly useful.

Qi Tian narrowed his eyes, staring at Chen Chuyang, astonished: "You know all of this?"

"Right, you wouldn't think your tricks are that clever, would you?"

Chen Chuyang pointed at his own eyes: "My eyes can see through all illusions."

"Those little tricks of yours are really trash."

"I don't want to expose them, just let you show off."

Qi Tian: "……"

Qi Jian: "……"

The two fell silent at the same time.