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Chapter 399: Eastern Hun Continent

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Rainbow hues stretched unbroken, brilliant light danced radiantly, as if a hundred walls of pearl beads had coalesced into auspicious clouds.

Gu Yi raised her fair hand, and the Two-Image Primordial Descending Flying Blades, numbering in the hundreds and previously shrouding the vast sky, gathered from all directions; with merely a faint tremor, they fused back into a single entity.

Miraculous bright light pierced heaven and earth, illuminating all the mountains and peaks in an instant.

It resembled a crystal sun hanging brilliantly in the void, its imposing pressure overwhelming!

Witnessing this scene, the faces of those few cultivators who had secretly attacked Chen Heng earlier changed drastically, their pupils contracting sharply.

Without agreement, they let out a simultaneous fierce shout, releasing all the True Qi in their bodies regardless of cost, transforming it into a swirling, fluctuating mass of aqua-blue essential energy that expanded and contracted erratically.

Yet when this essential energy collided squarely with the blade light, it was cleanly severed in two, dissolving helplessly into wisps of smoke and dust.

Several heads flew high into the air, trailing fountains of blood, before being churned into powder by an invisible force; even their Yuan Spirits within their Purple Palaces had no time to flee before their souls were utterly extinguished!

After this strike, the light of the Two-Image Primordial Descending Blade did not dissipate.

It swiftly circled the sky once, then flared with light again, launching a ruthless attack without warning toward a low green hill beneath the clouds.

Boom!

A tremendous noise suddenly erupted, shaking the eardrums!

As earth and stone collapsed with a crash and the force of the blow spread outward, the figure of a gaunt man was forcibly revealed.

His protective treasure light was dim, his left arm appeared slightly bent, presenting a rather wretched appearance.

Stepping on escaping light, he retreated violently, intending to first create distance from Gu Yi before formulating any further plans.

"As expected, this is the Hanmiao Concealment Zhen Gong of the Chi Shuo Liu Clan... but Liu Liu Huan, with such shallow tricks, you dare interfere in matters between them and even show off your incompetence before me?"

Gu Yi lifted her eyelids and spoke.

Liu Liu Huan of the Liu Clan, who had just been hiding within the low hill, frowned slightly upon hearing this, his expression turning gloomy.

He secretly urged his superior Xue Xuan Gong, causing a brilliance as splendid as clouded brocade to bloom around him; with his left hand, he swiftly grasped his arm to reset the bone, and only then did he cast a cold gaze at Gu Yi, remaining silent for a moment before speaking:

"I have no intention of engaging you in a Dharma battle, so why must you insist on interfering?"

"Dharma battle?" A faint sneer curled Gu Yi's lips: "You, a piece of trash who barely squeezed into the thirty-six seats of the New Year Evaluation, could not hold your position for half a year before being forcibly squeezed out by others, are you even worthy of discussing the word 'Dharma battle' with me?

Killing you is no different than slaughtering a pig or a dog; Liu Liu Huan, where did you get the audacity to spout such nonsense before me?"

At these words, Liu Liu Huan's already ugly complexion darkened several degrees more, and he sneered coldly:

"How interesting; I heard that a few years ago you were fighting to the death with Chen Liu Huan in Yu Yang Kingdom, yet now you wish to stick up for him again? Could it be that he is your illicit lov—"

Before Liu Liu Huan could finish his sentence, his entire body suddenly shook.

His shoulders emitted a cracking sound, as if struck by some tremendous force, nearly causing him to lose his footing.

At the same moment, dozens of Northern Yang Nether Fires suddenly surged and darted, spreading like a grim, massive net across heaven and earth, blocking off all his paths of escape in every direction.

"Since you have come to do this, you must surely harbor thoughts of death in your heart... if so, do you still hope to provoke me with words before you die?"

Gu Yi held a trace of nether nether qi in her palm; with a gentle release, a beast's roar stirred up wind and waves.

In an instant, that nether qi transformed into a nine-headed great lion with eyes like blood lakes; with a single leap, it pounced directly at Liu Liu Huan!

"Then I shall grant your wish!"

Gu Yi's expression turned slightly cold.

Just as Liu Liu Huan gritted his teeth and employed every trick at his disposal to entangle and fight the nine-headed great lion,

Gu Yi ceased to concern herself further with the battle.

She merely raised her head to gaze at the sky, her expression rarely subtle, as if lost in thought.

It was not long before Liu Liu Huan began to show signs of impending defeat and death, while more and more cultivators, drawn by the commotion, gathered around.

Suddenly.

The long sky shook, as if the surrounding mountains and rivers were about to overturn entirely!

Amidst rumbling thunderous noises, fierce winds swept across, viciously tearing apart and shredding the churning sea of clouds in the heavens.

Crossing like shears, everything became wildly chaotic and disordered!

Faced with such unparalleled imposing power, most of the cultivators' faces changed color.

They had no choice but to mount their escaping light to temporarily avoid the sharp edge, unable to confront it directly.

Once the storm subsided for a moment,

immediately, a beam of rainbow light swept through the clouds and mist, piercing the atmosphere.

In the blink of an eye, it appeared between heaven and earth!

"He has emerged!"

Gu Yi suddenly turned her gaze, her heart startled.

The various cultivators nearby who had heard the news also scrambled to turn their heads, urgently staring at that rainbow light above the clouds.

Bright light surged greatly within their pupils, their emotions extremely agitated, and traces of excitement, varying in degree, appeared on all their faces.

This fierce battle between Chen Heng and Chen Chen Yushu, capable of crushing mountains and breaking peaks, was certainly no small disturbance, naturally unable to escape the notice of those with intent.

One was a Yuan Master of the Liu Sect who had attained the Dao long ago, whose fierce reputation spread throughout Xu Capital.

The other was a rising star, the acknowledged leader of the younger generation of Yu Yu Yuchen, whose various combat achievements since beginning cultivation were extremely brilliant and could not be underestimated.

The conflict between an old and a new master of Dharma battles, combined with the bloodline relationship between these two individuals, had elevated the spectacle of this fight to an inexplicably high level.

It attracted cultivators swarming like bees, all wishing to witness the final result with their own eyes.

"Liu Liu Huan's brain must not be working properly; since the Yuan Master has already made his move, the outcome was already settled, yet he insisted on recklessly sticking his foot in..."

A young man wearing a Hunyuan headscarf and possessing a refined appearance sighed softly:

"To lose his life in vain for a momentary impulse, is that not a pity?"

The companion beside the man nodded, deeply agreeing.

However, before he could open his mouth to echo the sentiment, the expression on his face suddenly stiffened.

His pupils contracted sharply, as if he had witnessed something inconceivable.

The young man followed his companion's gaze and was instantly stunned into silence.

At this moment, wind and mist had all stilled, and Tianshan shared a single hue.

Above the clouds stood only a young Daoist, sword in hand; his robes and sashes whipped wildly in the wind as if dancing in frenzy.

Though his right arm was severed clean at the root and his body bore dozens of wounds, his blood-stained garments patchy with gore, his aura showed not the slightest sign of decline; instead, it was even sharper and more exposed than before.

He was like a cold blade dripping blood, inspiring terror and making flesh leap and hearts quake at mere sight!

"..."

The instant he appeared, the entire world seemed to fall silent for a breath.

Below the clouds, desolation reigned; the myriad cultivators stared at one another, utterly speechless.

"Damn it!"

Liu Liu Huan snapped back to his senses, his face twisted in shock and dread.

Without a second word, he let out a fierce shout and thrust out a finger with all his might.

Within several li, a thunderous tremor erupted; flames roared sky-high, sweeping across the wilds and forcing the nine-headed great lion battling him nearby to retreat in disarray.

Seizing this opening, Liu Liu Huan hastily reached into his sleeve and drew out a crystal-clear jade slip.

Before he could form seals or chant incantations to break the seal, Gu Yi suddenly glanced sideways at him.

Strange light rippled in her pupils, seizing his mind and causing Liu Liu Huan's movements to stiffen slightly.

At the same moment, Chen Heng above the clouds transformed into a streak of sword light; with a "puchi" sound, he severed the arm holding the jade slip from Liu Liu Huan's body.

As he retrieved the jade slip, he also extended his palm to clamp around Liu Liu Huan's throat.

"You..."

Liu Liu Huan was terrified; just as he struggled to break free, a killing intent slammed into his face, so piercing it seemed to penetrate skin and bone, forcing him to cry out in horror:

"I... today's events are truly a misunderstanding; I can pay ransom..."

"A jumping clown who does not bow and offer his head dares to presumptuously attempt to snatch heaven?"

Chen Heng chuckled lightly, cutting him off; his five fingers exerted force and crushed Liu Liu Huan's throat.

Another cluster of Nanming Li Fire flew from his sleeve, reducing Liu Liu Huan's corpse and primordial spirit alike to ash.

From Liu Liu Huan's desperate gamble to Chen Heng's sudden strike that killed him, only a few breaths had passed.

Below the clouds, silence still reigned, a vast and soundless hush.

"Thank you."

Chen Heng bowed to Gu Yi and spoke.

"..."

The corners of Gu Yi's lips lifted slightly, as if about to utter a few mocking words.

But in the end she restrained herself; she merely cast a glance, then turned and departed without a word.

He swept his gaze over the faces of the cultivators below the clouds and saw that most averted their eyes, daring not to meet his directly.

Chen Heng had no intention of lingering; he merely urged the Escape Realm Shuttle, and a blue light enveloped his body, causing him to vanish from the spot as well.

Only when his figure had completely vanished into the void.

Several breaths later.

Only then did a great uproar erupt below the clouds, a boiling clamor that persisted without ceasing!

Ganliu Medicine Garden.

At a precipitous peak several dozen li away from here.

Yin Yin Wuji suddenly withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and could not help but sigh:

"He won; he truly won. After this incident, I fear our Primordial Spirit master will regard Chen Heng as a thorn in the eye and a splinter in the flesh...

The heavenly numbers are vast and boundless, and this matter of so-called calamity is indeed profoundly strange."

"Is this a good thing for Elder Brother?"

Beside him, Yin Yin Ruohua asked, "Chen Heng defeated Chen Chen Yushu; does Elder Brother feel more joy or more apprehension in his heart?"

"Defeated? He merely defeated a divine-descent mortal vessel; it is far from defeating Chen Chen Yushu himself. As for me..."

Yin Yin Wuji pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly:

"Joy or apprehension—both, I suppose."

"With such an opponent, Elder Brother will likely have a headache at the Pill Origin Assembly," Yin Yin Ruohua said with a smile.

"Victory is delightful, yet defeat can also be pleasing; in a lifetime, if one cannot find a few fellow Daoists to spar and test skills against, it is indeed too dull."

Yin Yin Wuji clasped his hands behind his back and, rarely, smiled as he said:

"It seems that at the Pill Origin Assembly, I shall have a formidable rival!"

At this moment, outside Ganliu Medicine Garden.

After exchanging a few words with Prince Yin Zan, who had come upon hearing the news and volunteered to guard the Dharma for him.

The instant Chen Heng shut the door, he could no longer endure; his chest tightened, his steps faltered, and he nearly vomited blood again.

Summoning the Escape Realm Shuttle and other magical artifacts, Chen Heng said nothing more; he simply took out two sword talismans, handed them over, and said coldly:

"Anyone who dares to intrude without prior announcement—kill them!"

The Escape Realm Shuttle, knowing the gravity of the situation, hastily reached out to take them.

Before he could speak, Chen Heng had already sat cross-legged, took out a crystal-clear pill resembling jade snow, swallowed it, and began to refine and regulate his breath.

This Hunyuan Shenpu Pill was what Chen Heng had received as a reward for merit after the war in Yu Yang Kingdom.

It was a secret elixir of the Naihuzhao Sect, possessing the effects of returning the Three Treasures to their origin and harmonizing yin and yang for mutual supplementation.

It was claimed that so long as one was not yet dead, no matter how severe the injuries sustained, swallowing this pill would guarantee the preservation of one's life.

At this moment, as the medicinal power was gradually absorbed by his physical shell, Chen Heng's thoughts seemed to gradually come to a halt.

Like a small worm spinning silk to form a cocoon, his consciousness grew dim and heavy, making it difficult to distinguish truth from illusion, as if he had sunk beneath the waters of an abyss.

And recalling the battle just fought against Chen Chen Yushu, had he not deceived the sensing of the Xiang Yi Kong Zhou with the Scattered Scenery Form-Concealing Art,

wishing to secure victory,

he would truly have needed to expend considerable additional effort...

Chen Heng silently lowered his eyelids, the depths of his gaze dark and obscure, rarely showing such a dazed expression.

"Senior Sister, I owe you once again..."

He spoke softly in his heart.

"Rather interesting; today I indeed witnessed a fine show."

In the center of the small pavilion, witnessing this scene, Dao Lord Xuaming Xuanming Wuxian showed no change of expression on his face, merely offering a kind smile and a slight bow with clasped hands, stating:

"Since the enjoyment has run its course, I shall no longer impose; fellow Daoists, we shall meet again in the future."

"This person certainly knows how to keep his composure."

Seeing Dao Lord Xuaming Xuanming Wuxian suddenly depart into the distance, Wei Ling shook his head slightly and said:

"Senior Brother, what is your opinion on today's events?"

"I believe it will soon be time to sweep and clean Xiyi Mountain once more," Master Master Tongxuan replied.

The two exchanged a glance, then both clapped their hands and burst into loud laughter.

Hearing this, Pei Pei Shuyang was slightly stunned, his facial expression becoming somewhat more serious.

He did not know what he had thought of, but his gaze inadvertently sharpened...

Ten days later.

When Chen Heng awakened from his meditative state,

he raised his fingers to calculate briefly, then smiled slightly, opened the door, and walked out to the outer room.

Standing not far away happened to be Yu Tan of the Great Talisman Palace.

And Fuchan Fuchan Laozu, utterly bored, squatted on his shoulder, a bright yellow wine gourd hanging around his neck.

Upon meeting, the few naturally exchanged greetings and pleasantries; after inviting the two into the inner room, serving tea to accompany them, and chatting about trivial matters,

Fuchan Fuchan Laozu looked deeply at Chen Heng and could not help but sigh with emotion, saying:

"This old man was indeed short-sighted; I did not expect you could truly defeat him. With this event, you will likely become thoroughly famous across these Nine Provinces and Four Seas, with your name spreading even to the lands beyond the domain, solidifying your title of 'Victor in Dharma Combat.'

As for Chen Chen Yushu nowadays, he probably cannot sleep at night...

"It was merely defeating a divine descent avatar; what is there to boast about?"

Chen Heng set down his tea cup, shaking his head slightly: "This person is my great enemy in life; given his manner of acting, my troubles are likely yet to come. Only when I kill his true body someday will this matter be truly concluded."

Fuchan Fuchan Laozu lifted the wine gourd hanging around his neck, took a sip, and slowly nodded.

"However, now that the herb-gathering affair is concluded, do you have any other urgent matters on this continent of Xisu?"

He smacked his lips and asked.

"What does Fuchan Laozu mean?"

"Yu Tan's experience has grown, yet he is ultimately only a minor cultivator at the Qi Refining stage; coming out to play is fine, but eventually he must return to the sect gate to polish his Emperor Taishi Yuanzhen and engage in serious quiet cultivation."

Fuchan Fuchan Laozu smiled:

"And you, I presume, have gathered all external medicines and lack only the Old Immortal's Beard; previously you promised to accompany me to Yangrang Mountain to use my segment of fine beard to condense your pill.

Since that is the case, why don't we become companions and head together to Donghun Province?

Yu Yu Yuchen and the Great Talisman have shared a friendship for many years, an alliance covenant lasting from the Pre-Ancient Era to the present; as a noble scion of Yu Yu Yuchen, how can you not befriend fellow practitioners of the Eight Sects of the Profound Gate? You must know that in the matter of cultivation, besides divine abilities and methods, there is also the matter of human relationships and connections.

This old man, at the very least, counts as half a host in Donghun; I can certainly settle various trivial matters for you!"

Seeing Fuchan Fuchan Laozu's sincere expression, Chen Heng pondered briefly.

He did not hesitate or act coyly, but rose from his seat and performed a respectful bow, saying earnestly:

"In that case, I shall accept your kind command!"

(End of Chapter)

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