Watching the unsteady Wang Zhibing, Chen Nan burst into loud laughter.
"If I’m not mistaken, with your cultivation level, you could perform the Heavenly Thunder Nine Slashes twice at most, but your rage drove you to cast it four times. Now you’re at the end of your strength, not even able to protect yourself. How do you wish to die?"
Wang Zhibing snorted coldly, "A nobody gloating! With your little strength, killing me won’t be so easy!"
As Chen Nan spoke, he executed the Slaughter God Seven Steps, charging rapidly towards Wang Zhibing.
Wang Zhibing spat out a mouthful of essence blood onto the flying sword and yelled, "Hurry!"
The flying sword spun in the air and fiercely slashed towards Chen Nan twice with an unmatched bloody sword light tearing down at him. Then, Wang Zhibing leaped up, his body landing on the flying sword, and he rushed out of the great hall.
Chen Nan released two palms in succession, shattering the bloody sword light. His figure flashed as he quickly chased out of the hall.
Since Wang Zhibing had ignited his lifebound essence blood to escape, forcing the flying sword to accelerate several times faster than usual, he had already reached a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.
"You won’t escape! Leave your head behind!"
Chen Nan slammed his foot into the ground with a "boom," leaving a huge crater in the spot. His body rocketed into the sky, the Slaughter God Seven Steps pushed to their extreme, leaving afterimages in the sky as he pursued with all his might.
"Chen Nan, once I return to the Corpse-controlling Sect, I will make sure everyone close to you is dead!" Wang Zhibing spat out another mouthful of blood essence onto the flying sword, desperately propelling it as he fled while still throwing threats at Chen Nan.
"You must die today!"
After taking six steps, Chen Nan had shortened the distance to eighty meters from the other party.
However, with only one step left, it was clear he couldn’t reach Wang Zhibing. Chen Nan’s body shook, and heavy footsteps sounded from the air. His figure streaked across the sky like a meteor, executing the Heaven Breaking Kill, hurtling towards Wang Zhibing’s back at high speed.
"You still have the power for this ultimate move!"
As Wang Zhibing exclaimed, he spat out a Seventh Grade Spiritual Artifact shield, which flew in front of Chen Nan.
The Heaven Breaking Kill moved past, causing the air to burst, and the shield shattered.
Battle Qi surged over Chen Nan’s body. After shattering the shield, he momentarily stepped on a fragment, rapidly dropping it down while he propelled himself upwards, the speed of the Heaven Breaking Kill increasing once more.
Wang Zhibing’s expression drastically changed. He no longer had the strength to use Daoist skills and could only desperately circulate his Gang Qi to combat Chen Nan at close quarters.
But being a cultivator specializing in long-range attacks, how could he possibly be a match for Chen Nan in close combat?
With the force of one palm, Chen Nan directly shattered his right arm.
Then, Chen Nan struck again, breaking Wang Zhibing’s left arm with a palm, and another palm strike hit his chest, causing it to cave in and him to spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Wang Zhibing’s body flew off the flying sword, tumbling through the air.
Chen Nan stepped onto the flying sword, launching the Heaven Breaking Kill again. With a loud "pff," he blasted through Wang Zhibing’s body. Subsequently, a sound of explosion erupted as Wang Zhibing’s body split into numerous pieces of broken flesh that scattered in the high air, a sight most grim.
Chen Nan grabbed Wang Zhibing’s Primordial Pill without even turning his head and quickly headed towards the great hall.
"Dead chicken, are you still alive?"
Chen Nan entered the great hall and kicked the Purple Gold Divine Furnace.
The Black Feathered Chicken inside shouted: "You little brat, you’ve got some skills! I thought you would be the one to die. I didn’t expect that a Seventh Layer of Control cultivator would be killed by you. Quickly let Chicken Lord out!"
Chen Nan glanced at the furnace lid, exerted all his strength in Mysterious Skill, and reached out to lift the lid.
However, despite using all his might, equivalent to the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, the lid merely trembled slightly and didn’t budge at all.
"Kid, are you brain-dead?" the Black Feathered Chicken yelled. "Only a cultivator’s techniques can open this furnace. You can’t open it like that."
Chen Nan frowned. "So, what should we do?"
Chen Nan said annoyedly, "Easy for you to say, but this is a Nine-grade Spiritual Artifact. It’s not so easy to break."
"So what else can you suggest?"
Chen Nan felt dejected. The Black Feathered Chicken was right, after all. If he didn’t know any Cultivation Techniques, what could he do apart from breaking it? If he waited too long, and reinforcements from the Corpse-controlling Sect arrived, then they’d really be in trouble.
The Black Feathered Chicken sighed and said, "You’re pretty sturdy with your Crack Sky Hand, just keep hitting it slowly. Chicken Grandpa isn’t in a hurry; you’ll break it eventually."
Chen Nan was speechless.
His Crack Sky Hand was powerful, but it might not be able to destroy the Nine-grade Spiritual Artifact in a short period.
However, there seemed to be no other way at present.
"Then keep your chicken head far away, you don’t want to be shaken to death." Chen Nan said while tightening his fist and smashing it towards the Purple Gold Divine Furnace.
The sound of clanging was incessant. Chen Nan punched after punch, continuously striking the divine furnace.
This Nine-grade Spiritual Artifact was extremely powerful, but without its master to control it, all its capabilities were restrained, leaving it vulnerable to Chen Nan’s beating.
After dozens of punches, Chen Nan felt his hands starting to ache. Eventually, a crack appeared on the copper furnace, then with nine consecutive punches, the Purple Gold Divine Furnace could no longer withstand the force and exploded into pieces with a loud "boom."
The Divine Fire inside the furnace burst out instantly, filling the entire hall, burning off Chen Nan’s clothes and destroying the spiritual stature of the hall.
Moments later, Chen Nan, holding a chicken, walked naked out of the Divine Fire.
Seeing the Divine Fire rapidly spreading around, Chen Nan pulled out a set of clothes from his storage ring and hurried towards the airport with the Black Feathered Chicken.
Ten minutes later, the man and the chicken arrived at the airport.
It was now a little past three in the afternoon, just in time for the flight to Ningjiang City that leaves after five.
Even though there were only two hours left until the flight, those two hours of waiting felt like decades to Chen Nan.
At this moment, he was eager to return home and see the people he wanted to see.
"You all should be alright!"
Chen Nan muttered absent-mindedly, causing the Black Feathered Chicken beside him to roll its eyes in disapproval at his short-lived heroics and affectionate concerns.
In the agonizing wait, the boarding time finally arrived.
Just like when they arrived, the Black Feathered Chicken sneakily slipped in, avoiding the security check.
Two and a half hours later, at eight o’clock in the evening, the plane landed at Ningjiang Airport.
Chen Nan reached the airport parking lot, only to find his BMW Z4 with a punctured tire, courtesy of some irresponsible person. In a rush, he forcibly pulled a rich kid out of another car and hijacked a sports car, speeding towards home.
It wasn’t that he liked to bully the weak or rob people.
But he was desperate to get home. Considering taxis too slow, he chose to hijack a better car to rush home.
(That monthly ticket, recommendation ticket, and all that, please help out by casting your votes again.)