Chapter 971: Power of the Dark Abyss

"Si Chen, step back; I can handle this," Chen Yu said. "With you here, I cannot unleash my full strength."

"Alright." Yu Sichen retreated obediently, her Ice Sword held tightly in her hand the entire time; she believed there was nothing in this world that Chen Yu could not handle.

"Chen Yu, make your move." The White-robed Onmyoji smiled slightly, took out a pair of white gloves, and put them on. He said indifferently, "Don't misunderstand, I am just afraid your blood will dirty my hands."

"Playing mysterious." Chen Yu gave a cold snort. With a flick of his right hand, Lichen let out a dragon's roar, and an afterimage stirred up the snowflakes on the ground as he attacked the White-robed Onmyoji.

The White-robed Onmyoji held no weapon in his hands; he grabbed at the empty air with his right hand and flicked his fingers repeatedly, actually catching Chen Yu's Lichen with his bare hands.

Ding, ding, ding—a series of sparks erupted in the night sky. The gloves on the White-robed Onmyoji's hands caught the blade directly, and there was not a single scratch on the gloves.

Chen Yu thrust his sword forward, but the White-robed Onmyoji grabbed with his right hand and actually caught Lichen firmly.

Lichen trembled violently, crimson radiance surging along the blade, but no matter what, it could not break free from the White-robed Onmyoji's restraint.

"Your strength is far inferior to mine." The White-robed Onmyoji grinned. Suddenly, he twisted his right hand and struck toward Chen Yu's chest with his left fist.

Pfft... Chen Yu's chest felt as if it had been struck by a heavy blow, and he retreated three steps, while the Lichen in his hand ended up in the White-robed Onmyoji's grasp.

"What a fine Seven Imperial Spirit Weapon, but it's a pity you don't know how to use it." The White-robed Onmyoji smiled faintly. "Now, let me teach you how to use it."

The White-robed Onmyoji gave a deep shout, gripped the hilt of Lichen tightly with his right hand, and gave it a slight shake; a Sword Light surged up on Lichen.

But Lichen hummed and buzzed, trembling violently, as if it were resisting him intensely.

"You still resist?" The White-robed Onmyoji sneered, pointing a finger at Lichen with his other hand, intending to tame it.

But this action completely infuriated Lichen. The blade trembled, a sharp crimson ray flashed by, the White-robed Onmyoji's web between thumb and forefinger was jolted, and he involuntarily retreated a few steps. The Lichen in his hand flew away with a *whoosh* and returned to Chen Yu's hand.

Chen Yu grasped Lichen, stroking the slightly trembling blade, and murmured, "Don't worry, I won't let you leave me again."

Lichen's blade vibrated and let out a *hum* in response.

Chen Yu raised his head, his eyes filled with a hint of chill, and looked at the White-robed Onmyoji.

"To think it already possesses a Sword Spirit and is one with your mind; I underestimated this sword," the White-robed Onmyoji murmured.

"You not only underestimated this sword, you also underestimated me." Chen Yu smiled. "Do you think Lichen is an ordinary Spirit Weapon that can be crushed just because your strength is greater?"

"I like this sword." The White-robed Onmyoji chuckled, stepped forward, and his figure flashed as he took the initiative to attack.

The White-robed Onmyoji's strength was above Chen Yu's. At this level, a slight difference in strength meant absolute suppression, so Chen Yu was somewhat constrained by the White-robed Onmyoji.

Suddenly, the White-robed Onmyoji gave a deep shout, brought his hands together to gather power, and then struck at Chen Yu with a punch.

The powerful wind from the punch stirred up the gravel on the ground. Chen Yu swirled Lichen, and a burst of Sword Qi struck back.

Boom... The massive energy rippled in all directions. Both men retreated several steps, but several pieces of gravel grazed Chen Yu's cheeks, and several bloody marks appeared on his face.

As soon as the White-robed Onmyoji steadied himself, he quickly moved forward again and struck Chen Yu's chest with a palm.

Chen Yu retreated several steps and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Chen." Yu Sichen's figure flashed as she sped forward. Her Ice Sword vibrated, conjuring six azure sword shadows that attacked the White-robed Onmyoji separately.

But the White-robed Onmyoji's figure flickered and vanished from where he stood, then appeared in an extremely strange position, pointing a finger at Yu Sichen.

Yu Sichen's figure flickered as she retreated backward.

"Yu Sichen, if you don't use my Dark Abyss power again, both you and he will die," the Ancestral Ghost's voice sounded once more.

"That is my business."

"Hehe, then just watch your Brother Chen die before your eyes. This white-robed person's power also comes from the Dark Abyss and shares the same origin as mine. Although his strength is only slightly stronger than Chen Yu's, the power of the Dark Abyss is very strong," the Ancestral Ghost sneered.

As they spoke, Chen Yu pressed forward, and the Lichen in his hand manifested three bursts of Sword Qi, attacking his opponent.

*Sshh, sshh*... Several flashes of Sword Light passed by, tearing several holes in the White-robed Onmyoji's clothes, and several streaks of blood seeped out on his body.

"I really did underestimate you, but just now, I only used two-thirds of my Dark Power. What if I go all out?" the White-robed Onmyoji smiled.

"Your power comes from the Dark Abyss?" Chen Yu stared at the White-robed Onmyoji. "No wonder I am constrained at every turn. But it doesn't matter, bring it on."

"Stubborn to the end." The White-robed Onmyoji's figure flickered as he attacked Chen Yu.

Chen Yu sneered, the Sword Qi in his hand condensing. Ignoring the hand attacking him, he slashed his sword toward the White-robed Onmyoji's throat.

With a *rip*, Chen Yu's chest was clawed open, leaving several wounds, and at the same time, the Lichen in Chen Yu's hand carved a bloody line across the White-robed Onmyoji's throat.

A wisp of black Qi rose, and the bloody line on the White-robed Onmyoji's throat slowly disappeared; his Dark Power possessed extremely strong self-healing abilities.

Chen Yu staggered back a few steps, and the blood on his chest instantly turned into black blood.

"Want to perish together with me? Hehe, you will never know how powerful the power of darkness is." The White-robed Onmyoji sneered, stepping forward to finish Chen Yu off.

But just at this moment, a biting cold air struck, and azure radiance enveloped the White-robed Onmyoji in an instant.

The White-robed Onmyoji was startled and hurriedly retreated, but with a few *crack* sounds, icy marks formed under his feet. His body stiffened, and an extremely cold aura nearly froze him solid.

Yu Sichen held her hands out in a hollow embrace, her sharp timing locking the White-robed Onmyoji down tightly.

"Your power really does come from the same origin as mine, yet it seems even stronger than mine," the White-robed Onmyoji said coldly. "Who exactly are you?"

In terms of combat strength, Yu Sichen was inferior to the White-robed Onmyoji; even a Half-step Dharma Cultivator could cause Yu Sichen to be defeated.

But her power shared the same origin as the White-robed Onmyoji's, and it could even vaguely suppress him; this was the reason the White-robed Onmyoji was being countered.

"That's none of your business." Yu Sichen stared coldly at the White-robed Onmyoji and then rushed forward. *Crack, crack, crack*—several ice spikes appeared in front of the White-robed Onmyoji, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

Suddenly, he struck out with his right hand into the void, shattering the ice spikes Yu Sichen had sent, and then rushed forward, reaching for Yu Sichen's throat.

Just at this critical moment, Yu Sichen's figure flickered, and she shifted three feet to the side, revealing Chen Yu's face before the White-robed Onmyoji's eyes.

The White-robed Onmyoji's power was still being suppressed by Yu Sichen's, so he could not react at all to the suddenly appearing Chen Yu.

Chen Yu raised the Lichen in his hand and struck a Taoist Talisman onto the blade.

Yellow light suddenly shone on the blade. Chen Yu rushed forward several steps, and with a violent shout, he brought the Lichen down.

With a *shh* sound, one of the White-robed Onmyoji's arms was severed by Chen Yu. The White-robed Onmyoji groaned, his face turning pale as he retreated several steps.