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Chapter 273: The Fall of a Nascent Soul Cultivator
Chapter 273: The Fall of a Nascent Soul Cultivator
If the Great Qian Empire could possess such a proud genius, why would they fear rising to power?
Chen Zhong slowly backed away into the dense forest. No wonder Elder Shen had been reluctant to leave. Turns out he had his eyes on that wild boar demon.
Not only did he slay the Demon King of the Thousand Demon Caves, but he also shifted the blame onto others flawlessly.
Despite the abundant harvest, this was no ordinary feat. To boldly strike and kill an Utmost Extremity Demon King before three Nascent Soul cultivators required exceptional courage, putting ordinary men to shame.
"Finally, we can leave..." Chen Zhong sighed in relief. To be honest, if he had to watch any further, his heart wouldn't be able to take it.
Just then, his eyes widened in shock. He saw Shen Yi casually collect the wild boar demon's corpse, and then a red cloud enveloped his feet.
In an instant, he charged towards Zhang Mingyang in the air!
"Ah!" Chen Zhong clutched his heart in surprise.
Aqing's mouth hung open, and the white jade piece she was holding fell to the ground with a clatter.
Could it be that Grand Master Shen wasn't aiming for the wild boar demon... but a true Nascent Soul cultivator?!
The difference between the two realms was like that between clouds and mud.
When facing the Utmost Extremity Demon King earlier, Aqing could still think of ways to help, perhaps by setting up a grand formation.
But facing a true Nascent Soul cultivator, no matter how hard she racked her brains, she couldn't think of anything she could do to be of assistance.
If she couldn't figure it out, then she wouldn't bother thinking about it...
She stood honestly in the forest, looking up at the sky.
The scales on the golden dragon were vivid and lifelike, its beard flowing. If not for its entire body, including its eyes, being golden, it would be indistinguishable from a living creature.
Zhang Mingyang, who had to face the dragon directly, felt even more keenly the power of the creature.
The dragon's body was no weaker than a true Demon Emperor, and at that moment, it tightly wrapped around him, rendering his efforts to tear at it with vines futile.
The Poisonous Wood Treasure Spear, condensed from the spirit energy of heaven and earth, stabbed wildly at the golden dragon.
However, the deadly poison that even Demon Emperors feared had no effect on the golden dragon, and the spear's sharp tip struggled to pierce its body.
"Roar!"
Accompanied by the dragon's roar, Zhang Mingyang's shoulder, which was bitten by the dragon, was directly chewed to pieces.
His vital energy waned to the extreme, causing even his spirit to become hazy.
I want to live... I must survive! As a Nascent Soul cultivator, his will to live was incredibly strong, or else he wouldn't have been able to rank among the top powerhouses.
He once again forcibly mobilized his vital energy.
A thorn whip flew out from his waist, then expanded several times, wrapping around the golden dragon's neck and forcefully tearing into its golden body.
Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Zhang Mingyang didn't even care that his arm was still in the dragon's mouth. He forcefully tore his arm free.
A tearing sound rang out, and his entire arm, along with his black and white robe, was ripped off.
He panted heavily, his ragged state evident as he leaped downward.
A cloud formed under his feet, carrying him away from the battle swiftly.
"I'm alive!" Zhang Mingyang's eyes finally showed a hint of joy.
In an instant, a fierce whip-kick swept towards his face, slamming into it with full force.
The cloud beneath him scattered, and under that immense force, Zhang Mingyang's body flew backward.
A dignified Nascent Soul cultivator was now flailing his arms in panic like an ordinary mortal, barely managing to stabilize himself.
He fixed his gaze ahead, and a ghostly flame ignited within him.
Before him stood a tall, cloaked figure with red hair, standing on the clouds. That youth had just kicked him.
The red light radiating from the youth indicated that he was still at the Fusion Destiny Realm.
Zhang Mingyang didn't have time to ponder why there was a Fusion Destiny cultivator daring to lurk nearby in such a situation.
This world was never lacking in audacious individuals who believed themselves to be chosen by destiny.
He then turned to look at the golden dragon.
Without sufficient energy to support it, even a genuine magical artifact wouldn't be able to restrain his opponent for long.
Just then, he saw the golden dragon about to break free.
His peripheral vision also caught sight of the golden body arhat on the ground. It had flipped over and was now pinning the White-Feathered Demon Queen underneath, mercilessly pounding her skull with its fists!
What a brutal fighting style!
Zhang Mingyang's eyelids twitched. His earlier attempt to flee had obviously offended the Nascent Soul in the golden body.
Once it was free, today would be his day of reckoning.
Boom—
A dull explosion startled Zhang Mingyang back to his senses. He retracted his gaze and saw that the young man, who had been far away just a moment ago, was now standing right in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Cold energy flowed between the youth's palms, clearly aimed at his neck.
Fortunately, he had taken precautions. A thick tree trunk appeared out of thin air, blocking the youth, only to be shattered by his unstoppable fist!
"Hiss!"
Usually, such strength wouldn't even be worth Zhang Mingyang's attention.
But the situation was different now.
Feeling the chilling aura wash over him, Zhang Mingyang's expression changed, and he hurriedly dodged to the side.
He spread his fingers, and a barrage of wooden spikes shot out.
These seemingly ordinary wooden spikes easily pierced Shen Yi's skin upon contact, revealing the scarlet infant spirit within.
"..."
Shen Yi's eyebrows twitched, but he neither dodged nor blocked.
He had no other choice but to face a Nascent Soul cultivator with his Fusion Destiny cultivation.
Enduring the attack, he arrived in front of Zhang Mingyang and abruptly grabbed his neck.
The Cold Jade Silk Hand technique was pushed to its limit.
The greatest artifact in all of Great Qian Empire displayed its true power at that moment.
Freezing frost erupted from Zhang Mingyang's neck, enveloping him entirely before contracting, as if dressing him in a suit of icy crystal armor.
Even in this critical moment, Zhang Mingyang's sharp senses detected the strange change in Shen Yi's pupils.
Although he didn't know what it meant, he immediately stabilized his soul and closed his eyes.
This was an instinctive reaction born from many years of cultivation experience.
His trembling hand, chilled to the bone, performed hand seals, "Ignorant brat, die!"
The scattered poison spikes suddenly converged, transforming into a thick spear that pierced Shen Yi's back, soaking his black robe in blood.
Shen Yi lowered his gaze slightly, looking at the spear tip protruding from his chest.
He was cautious, but never afraid of a fight.
Whether it was before or now, he didn't care if he faced a monster or a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Vibrant peacock-red light enveloped his body.
A sinister aura rose on his handsome face.
Shen Yi gripped Zhang Mingyang's neck, and icy energy, along with deadly poison and sharp azure light, gathered on his right fist.
In an instant, a powerful punch slammed into the cultivator's brow!
Bang!!
Half of Zhang Mingyang's face was blown to pieces.
Before he could retaliate, a heavy kick landed in his stomach, sending him flying.
His remaining half-face struggled to keep his eyes open.
In his line of sight was a ferocious golden dragon head, baring its fangs and biting down on him!
At the same time.
The black-robed figure soared through the sky. Shen Yi's lips were stained with blood, but his hands firmly gripped the hilt of his sword.
He thrust the sword straight into Zhang Mingyang's heart!
Breathing heavily, he let go of the hilt.
Calmly, he watched as the furious golden dragon chewed Zhang Mingyang to pieces.
(End of Chapter)
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