At this moment, Su Chen was still so arrogant?!!!
They hadn’t expected this.
"Kid, everyone says that as you, Su Chen, have come this far, you’ve been nothing but arrogant, overbearing, and forceful. It really is so!" Nangong Ao shook his head, a disdainful smile on his face, "However, being used to being arrogant, overbearing, and forceful only leads to one outcome – and that’s death!"
Within a few thousand meters radius, several groups of people were hidden.
First, there was Su Wanqing, Li Ping, and others.
Then, there was Nangong Wu.
And other old monsters from the Nan’e Ancient Capital who had come to watch the show.
"Su Chen, this princess only wants that top Earth Fire Spirit. Give it to this princess as a reward, and I will take you away alive!" Nangong Wu said indifferently, standing in the Void Reality Space, she looked just like a fairy. Her voice was indifferent, yet it was filled with undeniable authority.
As she spoke, Feng Sanlin, Nangong Ao, Wei Lin, and others all swayed.
If Nangong Wu really aided Su Chen, their large numbers would be useless, they dared not confront Nangong Wu, not to mention, even if they did confront her, they couldn’t stop her from taking Su Chen away.
For a moment, like Nangong Jie, they were very tense; if it were him, he would definitely have agreed! After all, Nangong Wu only wanted the Earth Fire Spirit; she hadn’t demanded any other treasures. Paying such a small price for Nangong Wu’s help, even a fool would nod vigorously in agreement!
Su Chen didn’t even acknowledge Nangong Wu!!!
He just didn’t respond, as if he hadn’t heard her voice at all.
Seeing this scene, the likes of Nangong Jie, who were at the bottom of their hearts a little nervous, restless, regretful, angry, frustrated, and tense, rejoiced.
Su Chen really was courting death!
Good! Really good!! I’ve never seen such a brain-dead person! If he doesn’t die, what is death for?
Without further hesitation.
"Kill!" Lu Yuanfang bellowed.
In a flash, those one to two thousand people, all whipped into action like hurricanes, lightning, and thunderous storms, with powerful afterimages and tearing through the air – streaks of light, indescribably fast, converged in a fraction of a breath, closing in on Su Chen.
"Heaven Killing Machine!"
"Thousands Sword Kill!"
"Heaven-Spanning Fist!"
Martial Cultivators between the First and Fifth Levels of the Vaulted Extreme Realm exerted all their strength, channeling all their Mysterious Qi, brimming with killing intent, not holding back in the slightest.
Each move was textbook-perfect in execution and accuracy, all of them aimed specifically at Su Chen, and all targeted at his vital spots.
In an instant, the area around the street corner and the surrounding buildings, and space, suddenly vanished into nothingness, engulfed by malicious and murderous energies.
Su Chen seemed like a target frozen in midair, small yet clear.
Of course, these first wave attackers such as Yao Zheng, Tian Sanlin, Nangong Ao, Wei Lin, and other more formidable ones had played it a bit cunningly.
They did not rush forward themselves but wanted the other one to two thousand slightly less powerful Martial Cultivators to test Su Chen’s strength.
As those mighty attacks transformed into billions of fine streaks of light and approached him, Su Chen suddenly raised his head.
His eyes were cold, filled with a desolate sense of destruction, his killing intent soaring to the skies.
Without hesitation, he performed the Three Powers Transformation, all his endless physical power and the vibrant Mysterious Qi Force were converted into pure, rich, substantial Soul Power.
"Soul Annihilation!!!"
He channeled his Soul Power.
Like the billowing waves of the sea and the sky, a resounding roar rose, furiously sweeping toward all directions as Soul Power poured out.
Soul Annihilation was bloodthirsty, with wave after wave of Soul Waves like lethal poison needles, silently and stealthily flooding into the Spirit Spaces of the thousand and two hundred Martial Cultivators who were laying siege.
Time seemed to have stopped.
Space appeared to be frozen.
Those one to two thousand talented Martial Cultivators, lunging forward, seemed immobilized; their Mysterious Qi seemed to have been drained, and their fierce Mysterious Qi Techniques seemed to have been devoured.
Only their faces remained, suddenly pallid, in endless agony, and twisted in ferocity.
Only their heads remained, tightly furrowed in concentration, foreheads crinkled.
"Ahhh..." came the millionfold chilling screams.
Along with those screams, at least half of the Martial Cultivators collapsed thunderously to the ground, lying there still, breathless, their eyes bereft of light, their vitality gone.
The remaining half, although not dead, were all terrified to the point of spasms and convulsions; some of them couldn’t even stand, devoid of any further combat power.
Under Su Chen’s current strength, a full-force Soul Annihilation was too strong, sweeping everything away with disdainful ease.
Nangong Jie, Nangong Ao, Tian Sanlin, Yao Zheng, Wei Lin, and others, their eyeballs twitching violently, their scalps tingling as if torn.
They had seen with their own eyes! Su Chen had killed or gravely injured one to two thousand of Nan E Ancient Capital’s ranked geniuses with just one move!
Since when had the talented fighters from the First to Fifth Level of the Vaulted Extreme Realm become ants?
Su Chen had injured and killed them with ease that made it seem like an illusion, a dream.
Soul Technique, huh? Was Su Chen actually a Soul Cultivator? And a strangely powerful one at that?
"Interesting," Nangong Wu murmured to herself from the Void Reality Space, quite intrigued.
She hadn’t expected Su Chen to be a Soul Cultivator, and such a strong one at that. Nevertheless, she didn’t think Su Chen could match Nangong Jie, Nangong Ao, Tian Sanlin, and others.
There were still over a dozen Supreme Powerhouses from the Seventh Level of Vault Extreme Realm and four from the Eighth Level, the truly terrifying and formidable ones.
Even she would need to expend some effort to defeat them, wouldn’t she?
And Su Chen, if relying solely on Soul Techniques, could not continue to work Miracles.
It was in this moment.
Su Chen’s gaze suddenly shifted.
He locked onto Yao Zheng in an instant!!!
There was no special reason, just a random pick of one who sought his life...
Next, Su Chen didn’t plan to do much, his eyes solely fixed on Yao Zheng, determined to end Yao Zheng’s life, while ignoring the others for the time being.
This was Su Chen’s way of fighting.
Having made his decision, Su Chen licked his lips, his bloodlust magnifying, his throat trembling slightly, "Die for me!"
The voice rumbled as he raised the Heavy Divine Sword, imbued with the power of three hundred thousand dragons. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ noᴠelfire.net
Shadowless Trace was invoked.
Su Chen transformed into a wisp of smoke, vanishing from the spot.
He lunged straight for Yao Zheng.
In that split second, Yao Zheng clearly felt a bone-chilling breath lock onto him.
Yao Zheng was not nervous, nor was he scared; in fact, his expression did not even change.
Yao Zheng was an Old Monster who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, a Supreme Powerhouse in the Middle Stage of the Vaulted Extreme Realm, a being who had fought countless life-death battles; how could he possibly feel fear or nervousness?
"Absolute Sword Kill!!!" With a thought, Yao Zheng’s body exuded an eerie Qi. His arm wriggling as Mysterious Qi surged into the Dao Artifact Longsword in his hand, his wrist vibrating continuously, Sword Light emerged, decisively flicking upwards.
A colorless, odorless, almost invisible Sword Light suddenly locked onto Su Chen, who was rapidly approaching.