Chapter 415: Battle for Changan Again

In Chang'an City, ten thousand beasts stampeded, and the scent of blood filled the sky.

The heavens and earth were obscured by thick bloodthirst and beast roars, plunging the world into darkness. The sounds of battle cries, screams, and the roars of Strange Beasts intertwined, turning the entire city into a living hell.

High in the air, within an Ice Fiend Barrier, Chen Yuanjie stood alone against three black shadows of the Beast Worship Cult. He was already drenched in blood; his white hair was stained dark red, and his once-upright frame was hunched like a guttering candle, as if the flame might extinguish at any moment.

Above the main teaching building of the National Martial Arts University, Huangfu Cheng was likewise fighting three opponents alone: two Quasi-Martial Saints and one Quasi-Beast Emperor.

At this moment, his eyes were blood-red, and he had long since been fighting for his life. His white bones were exposed, and fresh blood dripped along his severed arm, yet he continued to output Mental Power with wild ferocity, his roar shaking the heavens: "This sacred ground of our National Martial Arts University shall not be trampled by the likes of you!"

Throughout the city, all the teachers and students of the National Martial Arts University were fighting to the death, refusing to retreat.

Zhang Kun was surrounded by dense Flying Swords, holding off over a dozen Beast Worship Cult members by himself, but as the battle progressed, his Flying Swords shattered one by one; before long, only two or three broken blades remained to barely protect his body.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and though his figure swayed, he continued to fight to the death without retreating.

In front of Dormitory Building No. 4, Zhao Mingze, Gao Yuan, Wu Yue, Ye Qingling, and other close friends of Chen Fan were standing back-to-back, struggling to hold off a dense swarm of Strange Beasts.

Although they had all reached the level of Third-tier Ability User thanks to the resources gifted by Chen Fan, they were ultimately like a lonely boat in an angry sea before the tidal wave of incoming Strange Beasts, and a single moment of carelessness would see them swallowed by the raging torrent.

"Hand over Chen Fan!"

"Hand over Chen Fan!"

Countless members of the Beast Worship Cult waved flags and shouted, their voices like thunder, which, combined with the roars of the Strange Beasts, left the entire Chang'an City unable to breathe. This once-prosperous city was now like a candle in the wind, ready to be swallowed by darkness at any moment.

In the air, Chen Yuanjie's Ice Fiend Barrier was already covered in cracks, and his body, fighting one against three, was already riddled with holes!

"Chen Yuanjie, you cannot hold on much longer. If you are wise, surrender to our cult, and you may yet live!"

The voice of Tiger Venerable came through the mask, carrying arrogance and mockery.

"Dream on!" Chen Yuanjie shouted hysterically; only in this way could he burst forth with strength, only then could he grit his teeth and persist, and only then would he not fall.

"Principal, hold on!"

Everyone was shouting in their hearts; they knew very well that once Chen Yuanjie died in battle, Chang'an City would completely become a dead city.

But Chen Yuanjie's defeat was only a matter of time.

As his life force grew weaker, the Ice Fiend Barrier was already tottering.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Two earth-shaking roars erupted from within the barrier as the two Beast Emperors beside Tiger Venerable—a giant green-scaled python and a crimson flame bear—exerted their strength simultaneously, slamming fiercely into a weak point of the barrier.

The pale blue Ice Fiend Barrier shattered like glass, and Chen Yuanjie spat out a large amount of visceral matter, his body crashing down from the sky and smashing a huge crater into the ground.

"Principal!" Desperate cries echoed across the battlefield; the people of Chang'an City turned deathly pale as they saw this scene.

They knew Chang'an City was finished!

"Old thing, die!" Tiger Venerable gave a grim laugh and soared into the air, the Vajra Buddha Pestle gathering thick black Qi, and with a whistle that tore through the air, he smashed it fiercely toward Chen Yuanjie in the giant crater.

This strike contained the full power of a Martial Saint, enough to grind Chen Yuanjie's body into pulp.

Everyone closed their eyes, unwilling to witness the scene of a Martial Saint falling.

But just at this moment, a violent shout exploded like thunder over Chang'an City.

"Stop!"

The voice was young but carried an unquestionable majesty, and everyone opened their eyes in unison.

They saw a silver light pierce the black clouds at the horizon; it was a long spear wrapped in purple-gold Thunder, the spear body shimmering like dragon scales, coming through the clouds with the force of ten thousand tons, accurately colliding with the Vajra Buddha Pestle!

"Boom—"

The loud noise shook the entire Chang'an City, and the purple-gold Thunder spread along the Vajra Buddha Pestle, sending Tiger Venerable flying backward from the immense force.

The long spear traced an arc in the air and landed steadily in the hand of a young figure.

That figure was wreathed in purple-gold Thunder, his clothes fluttering, as he slowly descended into the giant crater.

Everyone stared blankly at the young figure covered in terrifying Thunder.

"That... seems to be Chen Fan!" Someone recognized Chen Fan, their tone unable to hide their disbelief!

They had thought the newcomer was a Martial Saint for being able to repel Tiger Venerable.

But upon seeing it was Chen Fan, the shock in their hearts was even greater.

Because this meant Chen Fan already possessed the combat power of a Martial Saint!

This was too incredible, too inconceivable, simply because Chen Fan was too young!

"Brother Fan... he's here!" Zhao Mingze and the others felt their breathing grow heavy, their eyes filled with adoration.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Kun let a Flying Sword be smashed by a silver-winged tiger, but he laughed heartily.

"Good lad!" Huangfu Cheng's face showed relief and pride; his left cheek had long since been torn away, and as he smiled, it revealed white bone.

Chen Yuanjie lay at the bottom of the crater, looking at the back blocking the way in front of him, feeling somewhat dazed.

This student had graduated less than a year ago; had he already grown to this extent?

"Heh, old, I'm old!" Although he was mocking himself, his eyes were full of brilliance.

He seemed to see the birth of a new star, the future of the Human Race, and a scene of peace under heaven.

"You are Chen Fan?!" At this time, Tiger Venerable recovered from his shock and looked at the face that no one in the Beast Worship Cult did not know, his intent to kill surging.

"You finally came out!" He grinned grimly; the Beast Worship Cult had mobilized such a large formation precisely to strangle this highly threatening new star in the cradle.

Chen Fan did not look at him, but instead took out a bottle of crystal-clear Life Water and handed it to Chen Yuanjie behind him, his voice calm but carrying warmth: "Principal Chen, drink this."

Chen Yuanjie took the porcelain bottle and, without the slightest hesitation, poured it into his mouth.

"Kid, I'm talking to you, are you deaf!" Being ignored by Chen Fan, Tiger Venerable felt his anger burning.

"How do you want to die?" Chen Fan looked at him suddenly, his eyes exceptionally cold.

Tiger Venerable felt a shiver run down his spine under Chen Fan's gaze, and he felt it was exceptionally absurd.

It was true that Chen Fan had killed Shu Zun, but the members of the Beast Worship Cult knew that Shu Zun had first been injured by the joint efforts of Yan Yuehua and Chen Dongliang.

But he remained extremely vigilant in his heart, because the power of the spear strike Chen Fan had just used to repel him was indeed on par with his own!

"Chen Fan, Lord Beast God has personally issued an order; if you are willing to surrender, my sect is willing to accept you and will even cultivate you as the next Pope."

Chen Fan shook his head lightly, his eyes indifferent.

"How could a flood dragon keep company with stinking fish and rotten shrimp?"

"You!" Tiger Venerable was furious!

"Chen Fan, do not be ungrateful. I am giving you a chance to live. We have three Ninth-Order Combat Power here, while you are only one person; how can you contend with us?"

"Heh, who said I am alone?" Chen Fan grinned.

The next moment, a massive figure pierced through the clouds and landed with a boom, the powerful energy wave shattering everything in the vicinity.

The one who arrived was none other than the Magic Ape!

It roared twice at Tiger Venerable, its battle intent awe-inspiring.

At the same time, Chen Yuanjie also stood up and stood shoulder to shoulder with Chen Fan.

"This old man can still fight!"