Chapter 462

When the Sea-Covering Pearl fell, the sky above the Flaming Mountain darkened, and the Beiming black water blocked the sun and moon.

The dark blue pearl fell with the force of ten thousand acres of water, suppressing the crimson fire veins in the mountain's belly and pressing the fire energy of the entire mountain back into the ground, causing it to emit an unwilling hiss.

The Bull Niu Mowang looked up and puffed white mist from his bull nose.

"This old thing really doesn't follow the rules of martial arts; Brother Su Chen isn't using his supreme treasure, yet he uses an innate spiritual treasure."

Facing the attack of the Sea-Covering Pearl, Su Chen did something that surprised everyone.

He actually put away the Gui Xu Divine Axe.

Ancestor Yuanhai had been waiting for Su Chen to offer up the Chaos Bell, or even if he didn't offer the bell, he should have used the axe to block.

But Su Chen loosened his palm, and the Gui Xu Divine Axe turned into a stream of light and disappeared into his sleeve, and he stepped into the high sky, facing the Sea-Covering Pearl.

Ancestor Yuanhai's pupils contracted, and the demons of the Demon Master's Palace were also stunned.

"Is this kid crazy?"

"He actually wants to take an innate spiritual treasure head-on with his physical body!"

"Does he think he's an ancient Witch?"

Ancestor Yuanhai saw this and grinned: "Junior, there should be a limit to your madness!"

Su Chen did not answer; his ears were filled with the sound of tides, and the fishy, salty water vapor poured into his mouth and nose.

He operated the "Nine Turns of Chaos" with all his might, and the three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points in his body vibrated in unison.

In each acupuncture point, a miniature world opened and closed, with clear energy rising and turbid energy sinking, the five elements rotating, and yin and yang interlocking.

The great dragon of his spine lit up section by section, like a chaotic energy pump, pushing the chaotic origin into his limbs and bones.

A thumping sound rang out.

It was not the sound of a bell, but the sound of Su Chen's blood and energy pulsing.

Chaotic patterns flowed on the skin exposed on Su Chen's body.

Seeing this scene, Ancestor Yuanhai's laughter stopped abruptly.

He smelled danger on Su Chen.

The next moment, Su Chen raised his fist and smashed it onto the Sea-Covering Pearl.

"Clang..."

The sound of the collision shook the heavens, and in the Flaming Mountain, the lower-cultivation demons covered their ears at the same time.

The void was pressed into ripples, the Beiming black water rolled back into the sky, large swaths of volcanic rock collapsed, and the magma was shaken up hundreds of feet, only to be slapped back into the ground by the remaining force.

Su Chen's fist pressed against the surface of the pearl; the next moment, his shoulders and back sank, the great dragon of his spine exerted force, and the three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points sprayed chaotic energy simultaneously.

"Go back."

The Sea-Covering Pearl let out a mournful cry, its dark blue brilliance dimmed by the force of the punch, and it was actually smashed flying backward by Su Chen's punch.

Ancestor Yuanhai formed seals with both hands, catching the Sea-Covering Pearl, and the black water beneath his feet retreated a thousand feet, deep pits being stepped into the water surface, and it took a long while for him to stabilize his figure.

He looked at the dim Sea-Covering Pearl in his palm, then at Su Chen's fist.

That hand was fair and slender, with clear knuckles, not much different from the hand of a mortal scholar.

But just now, it was this hand that had shaken his innate spiritual treasure head-on.

Ancestor Yuanhai's throat went dry; even the physical body of an ancient Witch wouldn't be this powerful, would it?

Su Chen had already taken advantage of the momentum to charge into the black water.

Ancestor Yuanhai hurriedly used his divine ability, the black water in the sky turning into a Sea-Covering Demon Kun with a wide-open mouth, wanting to swallow Su Chen, but it was forced away by the chaotic energy around his body.

Su Chen walked on the water, and with every step he took, he stepped a hole into Ancestor Yuanhai's divine ability.

Ancestor Yuanhai shouted angrily, once again driving the Sea-Covering Pearl into the sky, ten thousand sea eyes pressing down, wanting to roll Su Chen into them and grind his physical body to nothing.

Su Chen blocked the rotating killing of the sea eyes with his physical body and reached out to grab Ancestor Yuanhai's shoulder guard.

With a crack, the dark blue scales on Ancestor Yuanhai's body collapsed.

Ancestor Yuanhai groaned and slapped his palm toward Su Chen's chest.

The black water in his palm condensed into a vortex, and the Sea-Swallowing divine ability wanted to drain Su Chen's blood and energy.

But the moment his palm touched Su Chen's chest, it was like slapping a stubborn stone from before the opening of the heavens; his divine ability was completely useless.

Su Chen kneed Ancestor Yuanhai in the abdomen.

Ancestor Yuanhai arched his body, the phantom of the Sea-Covering Demon Kun behind him thrashing in pain, black water splashing everywhere.

He wanted to increase the distance, but Su Chen was too close, his fists, elbows, knees, and shoulders all becoming weapons.

Above the Flaming Mountain, the situation was eerily baffling.

Ancestor Yuanhai, a Mid-Stage Semi-Sage holding the innate spiritual treasure Sea-Covering Pearl, was actually being beaten in close combat by Su Chen.

The Flood Dragon Niu Mowang's throat bobbed, and after a long while, he squeezed out a sentence: "This advisor of ours is becoming less and less like a person."

The Lion-Camel Niu Mowang shouldered his blade and nodded seriously: "Don't curse, he's our own brother."

The Bull Niu Mowang, however, had no time to watch the fun; he looked at the Peng Niu Mowang: "Third Brother, it's our turn."

The Peng Niu Mowang was also shocked by the battle situation on Su Chen's side, and it was only when the Bull Niu Mowang spoke that he came back to his senses, his heart feeling cold.

Ancestor Yuanhai couldn't suppress Su Chen; not only couldn't he suppress him, but he was also being beaten—how could this fight continue?

The Bull Niu Mowang didn't care what he was thinking; the iron-mixed staff smashed down, the staff's momentum wild and overbearing, specifically targeting the Peng Niu Mowang's injured areas.

The Flood Dragon Niu Mowang's long halberd wandered, the black tide turning into chains, sealing his retreat.

The Lion-Camel Niu Mowang was the fiercest, every blade strike aiming for the wings, looking like he wanted to chop off the bird wings for a barbecue.

Although the Peng Niu Mowang was injured, his speed remained terrifying.

A flap of his black feathers allowed him to weave between the three's weapons, and the Demon-Devouring Spear pointed several times toward the Bull Niu Mowang's throat, the Flood Dragon Niu Mowang's brow, and the Lion-Camel Niu Mowang's waist.

But with three fighting one, how could he succeed? If you stab this one, the other two weapons are already coming for you.

Three against one was just that simple and unadorned.

The cracks in the black-gold battle armor on the Peng Niu Mowang's body grew more numerous; his shoulder guard was smashed by the Bull Niu Mowang, his left wing had a large patch of feathers shaved off by the Lion-Camel Niu Mowang, and his ribs were struck by the Flood Dragon Niu Mowang's halberd, blood dripping down the armor plates and burning into black smoke on the red sand.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Ancestor Yuanhai.

But it was even worse over there; Su Chen smashed his fist onto the Sea-Covering Pearl again, forcing Ancestor Yuanhai's spiritual treasure to return to defense; the next punch passed through the black water, hitting Ancestor Yuanhai and cracking half of his scales. The phantom of the Sea-Covering Demon Kun opened its mouth to swallow several times, but was smashed to pieces by Su Chen's physical body.

The Peng Niu Mowang panicked completely; Ancestor Yuanhai clearly couldn't block Su Chen, and his Master still hadn't appeared.

If this dragged on, he would die here.

After becoming Kun Peng's disciple, he had never thought that one day he would be forced to this point by these "brothers."

He was unwilling; he had joined the Demon Master's Palace, obtained ancient inheritance, cultivated Kun Peng's extreme speed, and held the Demon-Devouring Spear, and should have been above all demons.

But letting Su Chen go back then had caused today's situation.

The Peng Niu Mowang's heart was in chaos, and while distracted, he took another blade from the Lion-Camel Niu Mowang, the blade edge slashing into his shoulder and almost splitting his chest bone.

The Peng Niu Mowang came back to his senses, using this force to break out of the three-person encirclement, spitting out essence blood; the essence blood landed on his wings, and the black feathers ignited with blood-colored demonic light.

The Flood Dragon Niu Mowang saw this and shouted: "Not good! He wants to use a secret technique to escape!"

Only to see a phantom of Kun Peng appear behind the Peng Niu Mowang, his wings spreading, tearing fine cracks in space.

He turned into a black light and fled toward the outside of the heavens.

This was the life-saving divine ability Kun Peng had taught him: Kun Peng's extreme speed.

Although he hadn't fully mastered it, it was enough to escape.

At this moment, the Bull Niu Mowang's roar came from behind him.

"Want to leave? Impossible!"

Only to see the Bull Niu Mowang open his mouth and spit out a point of emerald light.

The emerald light grew in the wind, turning into a banana divine fan a foot long.

The fan surface was emerald green, the texture natural, but Tai Yin Gang wind flowed between the fan bones.

The Peng Niu Mowang looked back and was terrified.

"Banana Fan?"

The Bull Niu Mowang's arms bulged, demon power poured into the fan, and even the phantom of the Bull Demon behind him roared at the sky.

"Third Brother, back when we swore brotherhood, you said your speed was rare in the Three Realms and no one could catch you."

The Bull Niu Mowang grinned, his teeth white.

"What a coincidence, your sister-in-law's fan is specifically for treating people like you who run fast!"

He swung the fan, and the Tai Yin Gang wind whistled into the sky.

That wind was not an ordinary wild wind, but an innate Gang wind.

The space-time laws that had just formed around the Peng Niu Mowang were blown to pieces, the black light shook violently in mid-air, and the phantom of Kun Peng let out a shrill cry.

"Bull Niu Mowang!"

The Peng Niu Mowang fell out of the void, half of his body's flesh and blood rolled up, his wings were blown bald by the Gang wind, looking like a plucked black chicken.

The Lion-Camel Niu Mowang was delighted: "Good fan! Sister-in-law's treasure is powerful!"

The Flood Dragon Niu Mowang didn't waste words, his long halberd piercing the air and running through the Peng Niu Mowang's chest.

The Lion-Camel Niu Mowang arrived afterward, his great blade slashing in from the other side, the blade edge piercing through his chest.

The Peng Niu Mowang lowered his head, looking at the two weapons passing through his body, his lips moving.

It was unknown what he wanted to say.

Beg for mercy? Curse? Or bring up the old feelings of their brotherhood?

But no one wanted to listen anymore.

The Bull Niu Mowang flew up, his iron-mixed staff held high, smashing down with the force of ten thousand jun.

The Peng Niu Mowang's head shattered, and just as his Primordial Spirit wanted to escape, it was crushed into nothingness by the demon power in the staff.

One of the former Seven Great Sages, the Great Sage Huntian, the Peng Niu Mowang, died at the Flaming Mountain.

In the distance, Ancestor Yuanhai also saw the Peng Niu Mowang die, his heart turning cold.

The Peng Niu Mowang was dead, but Kun Peng still hadn't appeared.

What did this mean? It meant he might also be abandoned.

Su Chen threw a punch, and Ancestor Yuanhai hurriedly drove the Sea-Covering Pearl to block, the pearl light trembling from the force of the punch.

He used the force to retreat, black water wrapping around his whole body, and a crack opened in the void behind him.

Ancestor Yuanhai rolled his sleeves, the Sea-Covering Pearl turning into ten thousand layers of black water to block in front of him, while he turned and rushed toward the void crack.

Su Chen looked up, chaotic blood and energy soaring to the sky, standing in the black water like a fierce god who had walked out from before the opening of the heavens.

He sneered.

"Want to leave now?"

Su Chen stepped and shattered the black water, raising his hand to grab toward the void crack.

"Too late!"