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Chapter 1157: Restless Night, Tranquil Calm
Chapter 1157: Restless Night, Tranquil Calm
The Wanderer sensed that Chen Chuan had approached from the side. His body emitted a brilliant light, and he made a similarly swift move.
Turning around, he struck a punch from the side, hitting Chen Chuan with pinpoint accuracy. The Spiritual Flames from both sides first dissolved and dispersed, causing a burst of air to rush outward as the forces from both sides clashed.
Chen Chuan only felt a slight tremor in his internal Mutated Tissue, which quickly dissipated the force, and he immediately threw another punch.
The battle now not only tested strength and speed but also required a high degree of skill, endurance, and coordination.
Both fighters were moving at high speeds, and these attacks had to be synchronized with their movements. If either of them slowed down or sped up slightly, the attack might miss, and the force would not connect.
However, as the one fleeing, the Wanderer didn't need to worry much about this. He could avoid Chen Chuan's attacks by constantly changing direction and varying his speed.
This time was no different. As the force came, he twisted his body backward, rolled away, and deflected the force while simultaneously evading the follow-up attack.
But there was one difference from before. Although he had escaped the Ritual, he had also left behind the scattered Crystal Mist that had surrounded him. Therefore, when facing Great Bright Light Technique and Great Azure Sky Style, he no longer had these to share the damage or dissipate the force fields. Instead, other changes began to occur in his body.
During his retreat, clusters of crystals exploded from his body, burning into fiery bursts that, in his rapid movement, stretched into countless brilliant rainbows.
Chen Chuan could see that these were the manifestations of the Mental Power the Wanderer was releasing into the material world, forming new entities.
These were all born from his body and could be considered part of him.
Without the energy from the other side to replenish him, each release was a consumption of his own existence.
Theoretically, as long as he maintained his current level of attack and prevented the Wanderer from absorbing energy or absorbing it at a rate that couldn't keep up with the consumption, he could continue to punch and eventually obliterate him.
The Wanderer was well aware of the danger he faced, so he used every technique to try to distance himself from Chen Chuan during the subsequent defense.
However, the purple Mutated Tissue on Chen Chuan's body enhanced him in every aspect. No matter how the Wanderer changed his speed or altered his trajectory, Chen Chuan always maintained the same pace and precisely captured every movement.
Under these conditions, every punch and kick he threw landed perfectly on the opponent, forcing him to endure the full force of each blow.
Under such relentless pressure, the Wanderer had no choice but to enhance himself. He did have the ability to adjust his strength based on his opponent, but paradoxically, this also came at the cost of his own energy.
At this moment, he was like a pile of burning wood. The faster he burned, the brighter the fire, and the closer he was to his end.
However, faced with the immediate threat, he could not stop this process; he had to accelerate it, or he would be destroyed in the next instant.
During the chase and the exchange of blows, Chen Chuan had gained a deep understanding of his opponent. The feedback from the force collisions was always true, and he gradually uncovered the subtle changes and weaknesses in the Wanderer.
Therefore, he gave his opponent no respite, closing in with a barrage of attacks like a sudden rainstorm.
The Wanderer had no other choice but to continue burning himself, but no matter how much he enhanced himself, he could not escape this predicament.
The crystal clusters on his body shattered and disappeared at an alarming rate under Chen Chuan's relentless assault. Within a few seconds, his originally solid Bodies became ethereal and faint, and the brilliant light that flickered on his body visibly dimmed, showing no signs of recovery.
After a few more seconds, he finally lagged behind, failing to completely dissipate the force and was sent flying by a direct punch. Though he seemed to have escaped the combat zone, he had lost the initiative.
Chen Chuan quickly followed up, throwing another punch, and then another. The Wanderer, while rolling and moving, barely managed to block, but each punch caused his entire body to tremble violently, and large patches of light on his body shattered and disappeared. At this moment, he looked almost insubstantial, and it seemed that just one or two more hits would force him to dissipate.
At this critical moment, as if sensing the imminent threat to his life, a furnace within the Wanderer's body seemed to ignite, or a spark under a pile of ashes began to glow. In the instant it lit up, an extremely brilliant light burst forth, almost turning the sky as bright as day. The air behind him seemed to shatter, revealing a few blinding rays of light.
The cracks were torn open at this moment!
The Wanderer's glowing eyes then locked onto him.
Chen Chuan keenly realized that the opponent, seeing no possibility of escaping from his fist, had decided to use all his strength, burning everything to the ground in a desperate struggle for survival. The intense heat and the blinding light emanating from the opponent indicated that his power had surged to the absolute peak in that instant, and he had even forcibly borrowed some energy.
So, let's settle this with one punch!
His feet exploded with force as he clenched his fingers and charged forward, meeting the opponent's fist head-on. With the full power of the purple Mutated Tissue behind him, his aura soared to a new level! A blazing white-gold flame gathered at the tip of his fist.
This punch had no technique, no finesse, only pure and overwhelming power!
The next moment, the two fists collided, and it was as if two massive mountains had crashed into each other. The point of contact was where the Spiritual Flame suddenly burst into a brilliant halo, radiating outward in concentric circles.
Both sides maintained their stance, fists locked in mid-air.
After a while, a faint cracking sound was heard. Cracks began to appear on the Wanderer's arm, and small fragments started to break off. Soon, similar cracks appeared all over his body.
The situation worsened, and larger pieces began to float away. In just a moment, only a shattered, barely recognizable human form remained, with a single intact fist still protruding.
Chen Chuan then lightly shook his fist, like knocking down the last pillar. With that single shake, the Wanderer completely disintegrated, his body turning into a shower of twinkling stardust.
In the scattered light, he noticed a faint, shimmering glow, resonating strangely with the crack that had not yet fully closed.
He had fought this kind of existence multiple times and knew that they usually had a core. Only by destroying the core could they be completely eliminated.
So, he reached out and grasped the hilt of the Xuejun Blade floating beside him.
It's over.
In the next instant, a snow-white blade of light cut through the night sky and struck the object. There was a sharp crack, and something shattered. As the blade swept past, the crack behind it was also erased.
At that moment, he felt a vibration from the Xuejun Blade, as if it had absorbed something. He didn't look further, sheathed the blade with a clang, and the red sash on the hilt fluttered in the air.
He slowly released the hilt and watched the shattered starlight dissipate in the wind.
He turned around and glanced in the direction of Central City. From the start of his battle with Cavinton to the elimination of the Wanderer, only about five minutes had passed.
Logically, there should still be an Emperor of the Old Era attempting to break through.
But that was none of his concern. He had killed Cavinton and the Wanderer because they were connected to the other world. As long as they existed, they would inevitably try to open a crack.
As a member of the Purity Sect, it was his duty to eliminate such threats. The rest were outside his jurisdiction.
Before he and the Wanderer flew out of Central City, the Former Emperor had quickly entered the Ancient Museum. The Ritual had been interrupted by the two of them, causing more Mutated Tissue to gravitate towards him.
About half of them had gathered, but if this continued, he would be discovered.
He couldn't do that until his plan was complete.
Due to Cavinton's Aberrant Power suction, all the guards and combat creatures around the museum had fallen, even the Combat Dolls were sitting with their heads drooping, as if they had lost all life.
Although the dolls used artificial Mutated Tissue, they still contained some biological material, which was classified as living by Cavinton's Aberrant Power, leaving nothing untouched. Now, not even a bug existed in the vicinity. If someone was on the same level and not deliberately spared by Cavinton, they would not escape.
Even some of the more biological exhibits inside the museum were affected, with the more severe ones completely destroyed. Everything was impacted, but this made it easier for him to find what he needed.
As he walked in, his expression changed, and he headed towards a particular exhibition hall. Soon, he saw a display cabinet illuminated by lights, containing a Cross-shaped Longsword inlaid with gems, a Robe with Rose and Lily Patterns, an Octagonal Crown adorned with pearls and gems, a Golden Helix Cross Staff, a long chain, a Crown Belt, and Gloves.
These were all the items he had worn before his capture.
As he approached, these items seemed to cheer for him, as if begging to be released.
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. So, they were here.
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