Chapter 98: Fighting the Array Formation Realm Powerhouse (Part 2)

"Clang...!"

Mengchen dove, like a Peng Bird spreading its wings to soar through the Nine Heavens; his entire body was radiant, and golden feathers appeared one by one, marked with black patterns, as he swooped down from high altitude to slaughter the man.

"Swoosh!"

Instantly, endless flames erupted from the ground. The man stood in the midst of them; at the final moment, he quickly formed seals, and behind him, terrifying magma beasts surged up—there were fire lizards, fire wolves, fire tigers, fire eagles, and fire lions... and so on! Their entire bodies were wreathed in bright red flames, with magma dripping from them.

Finally, he bloomed with brilliant light in the sea of fire, and Runes swirled to construct a giant Red Luan that enveloped him.

The magma beasts were the first to fly upward, like a terrifying beast tide attacking; the deafening roars were ear-splitting, and the terrifying pressure rushing toward them was chilling.

"Ah!" The sharp cry of the Kunpeng shook the Nine Heavens, and a wave of terrifying pressure spread out.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

The pressure swept and spread; every magma beast it encountered was instantly disintegrated amidst mournful cries, turning into streams of magma that fell to the ground.

"What kind of Precious Technique is this, to have such pressure?" The man was greatly alarmed; even the Red Luan wrapping around him was trembling in great fear at that sharp cry.

"Could this be the legendary Kunpeng Precious Technique?" The man looked at the massive Peng Bird in the sky, and after examining it closely, he said with a face full of shock.

This truly shocked him; more than three years ago, he had vaguely heard rumors that the Kunpeng Nest might have appeared in the Huangyu, but now it seemed this news was actually true, and he had run right into it.

The Kunpeng Precious Technique had actually been obtained by the little bald monk from the Western Sect before him.

"Hahaha..." At this moment, the man laughed aloud; as long as he captured this little bald monk, the Kunpeng Precious Technique would be his.

The Kunpeng was one of the Taigu Ten Fiends; with its Precious Technique, he would surely be able to dominate the Bayu.

The man's fighting spirit rose rapidly; wrapped in the Red Luan, he dove upward and collided with the Kunpeng. This collision was extremely intense; the Red Luan's claws were sharp and indestructible, constantly reaching for Mengchen's vital parts.

Mengchen blocked with his Kunpeng wings, and Runes splashed out as if the sky were collapsing and the earth splitting; he seized the opportunity, activated his Supreme Bone technique, and threw a punch, sending eight Heavenly Dragons roaring out powerfully.

"Puff!"

The man flew sideways, a strange look appearing on his face as blood dripped from the corner of his mouth; he had unleashed all his killing moves in this strike and, in his single-minded attack, had failed to deploy his defenses in time, resulting in him being blown away.

He stared fixedly at Mengchen but said nothing.

Mengchen was solemn; although he had landed a hit on the man just now, the man was, after all, a cultivator in the Array Formation Realm with a terrifyingly powerful physical body. A strike like that likely couldn't defeat him, and even inflicting a serious injury was unlikely; after all, the force was limited since he had used the move while being suppressed.

Not far away, Xiyao saw this and was exceptionally shocked; Mengchen had actually managed to injure the man—one had to know that was a powerhouse of the Array Formation Realm!

A mid-stage Inscription Realm cultivator had actually wounded an Array Formation Realm cultivator; if such a thing were told, no one would likely believe it.

Tianhu Shaonü and Heizi were equally shocked; they had originally thought Mengchen at most possessed the strength to fight an Array Formation Realm cultivator, but they hadn't expected him to actually injure a genuine Array Formation Realm powerhouse.

This was simply too inconceivable!

For a time, Xiyao, Tianhu Shaonü, and Heizi all wore expressions of shock; the previous scene had truly exceeded their expectations—Mengchen was unexpectedly this powerful.

At this moment, they looked forward to the ensuing battle even more; they truly wondered to what extent Mengchen could fight him.

The battle began again, becoming increasingly intense... This time, the moment the two separated and rushed toward opposite sides, ten scorching thin threads of fire shot out from the man's fingertips; sharper than a Divine Spear, they passed through the void silently, piercing toward Mengchen.

Mengchen felt uneasy and his scalp tingled; he dodged at high speed, but the ten scorching fire lines, thinner than hair, all shot toward his vital parts.

Large swaths of his sleeves were sliced off, and the terrifying gale left streaks of bright red cuts on his body; beads of blood seeped out, enough to congeal and slide down, staining his remaining clothes red.

Fortunately, Mengchen dodged in time, otherwise he would have been sliced to pieces by these fire lines.

"These Extreme Fire Rays of mine can often kill invisibly! You should have no regrets dying after forcing me to use this," the man said coldly.

Mengchen's heart tightened; this was definitely a trump card. These ten fire lines were intertwined, silent, and impossible to guard against.

They appeared to be composed of a wisp of flame, but in reality, they were incredibly tough threads covered in flames and mysterious Runes.

They were indestructible, agile, and swift; they were truly a rare treasure, perfect for assassination and sneak attacks.

Just in that last strike, if he had been a second slower, he would have been pierced through the center of his brow by a fire line—sharp and terrifying.

Now both of them had drawn blood, but neither had been injured at the root, especially Mengchen, who only had superficial wounds and had not damaged his bones.

He activated the Undying Scripture Runes, and a reddish-gold light emerged, causing the wounds on his body to heal automatically.

After inscribing the Undying Scripture, Mengchen understood that the so-called Undying Scripture meant that as long as the soul was not extinguished, all external wounds would be healed in an instant, and even severed limbs could be regenerated immediately.

This was the miraculous aspect of the Undying Scripture; besides enhancing the cultivator's physical strength, it also possessed the effect of bringing the dead back to life—as long as there was a shred of flesh, the body would grow back.

However, this heaven-defying effect could only be manifested after fully mastering the Undying Scripture, and for Mengchen, who had currently only inscribed the Undying Scripture Runes, he could only recover from minor external wounds.

"Hmph! With these methods of yours, you still can't kill me." Mengchen looked over coldly, his eyes filled with intense killing intent; it seemed that today, one of them must die.

"The little bald monk is truly arrogant. When these ten fire lines of mine pierce through your bald head, heart, and lungs, let's see if you still have this confidence," the man said with a fierce gaze, the ten thin threads flickering in his palm.

Following this, a sea of fire descended from the sky, seemingly wrapping the entire void and spreading toward Mengchen.

Then the man unleashed the thin fire threads from his palm, hiding them within the flames so that no one could distinguish them.

"Swoosh!" One could only hear the sound of the thin fire threads flying through the sea of fire.

"Hahaha... little bald monk, go to your death!" the man said coldly.

"This treasure of yours is not bad; I'll take it."

Mengchen said, activating the Supreme Bone Runes in his head; his eyes emitted Runic light, seeing through all illusions and locking onto the sea of fire, where the thin fire threads were clearly captured.

"Fine, since you want it, I'll give it to you."

The man said, forming hand seals and pointing remotely at Mengchen; ten thin fire threads carrying chilling killing intent emerged from their hiding spots in the sea of fire to launch a sneak attack.

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