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Chapter 387: Ritual Engravings
Chapter 387: Ritual Engravings
Xu Xian Wen possessed an incredibly keen sense of perception, but despite his efforts, he couldn't overcome Chen Chuan's defenses. Realizing this, he swiftly altered his tactics, retreating to a safer distance and provoking Chen Chuan by hurling various broken objects from the ancient temple towards him.
Chen Chuan remained vigilant, wielding his sword to deflect each incoming projectile.
Surprisingly, these seemingly random objects carried heavy and shifting forces, revealing Xu Xian Wen's proficiency in throwing techniques.
Chen Chuan became more cautious, understanding that these forces were not without purpose and likely served as a prelude to a more lethal attack.
As expected, a dull thud soon followed, accompanied by a gust of wind, and a colossal divine statue with glaring eyes loomed before him. Xu Xian Wen had pushed the damaged statue from the shrine towards Chen Chuan.
The statue stood at an imposing height of five to six meters, its six arms outstretched, each holding a weapon, nearly obscuring Chen Chuan's entire field of view. Instead of evading, Chen Chuan gripped his sword and lunged forward, delivering a powerful slash! A burst of sword light erupted within the temple, instantly cleaving the massive statue in half. Chen Chuan's controlled force caused the statue to shatter into pieces, which then tumbled backward.
As the fragments scattered, Chen Chuan's senses heightened, and he swiftly deflected a staff gun thrusting from the side with his sword, but the force felt peculiar, as if it had been thrown.
In the next instant, Xu Xian Wen appeared right before him, pushing the sword blade aside with one hand while thrusting with the other.
Unfazed, Chen Chuan swiftly drew a short sword from his waist and unleashed a series of slashes. Since he could withstand direct stabs, these cuts were designed to drag and tear.
Surprisingly, Xu Xian Wen made no attempt to dodge, allowing the sword to slice through his arms, head, and body as he relentlessly reached for Chen Chuan's face.
Chen Chuan calmly turned his head, feeling a sharp force graze his cheek, and immediately abandoned his sword, clenching his fist to deliver a powerful punch to Xu Xian Wen's face.
The impact sent Xu Xian Wen flying, crashing into the temple wall and creating a massive breach. With dawn approaching, sunlight streamed into the temple, illuminating the interior.
As Chen Chuan bent to retrieve his short sword, he noticed that the Boundary Token had gone silent, indicating it had been destroyed. Xu Xian Wen's actions had likely been aimed at achieving this.
However, Chen Chuan wasn't concerned about the token; it wasn't something he needed to protect. During the earlier evasion, he hadn't even considered its safety.
Moreover, the Handling Bureau had undoubtedly already pinpointed their location and the direction they were heading. Even without this information, they could trace the duo's path.
Chen Chuan sheathed his sword and exited through the breach in the wall. Behind him, half of the temple wall collapsed with a thunderous roar, sending clouds of dust swirling, causing his hooded jacket to flutter.
Xu Xian Wen had already climbed to his feet, standing at the edge of the hill, staring at Chen Chuan. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his arms, face, and even his chest bearing deep slashes that exposed his bones. Yet, the wounds were rapidly closing.
The true damage Chen Chuan had inflicted wasn't visible; due to the ritual's effects, Xu Xian Wen's blood loss was substantial, and its whereabouts were unknown. Initially, Chen Chuan estimated a loss of approximately one-tenth of his blood.
Xu Xian Wen didn't seem bothered by this loss; his heart's essence blood swiftly regenerated the missing blood, restoring him to a complete state in a matter of moments.
A lasso hung from Xu Xian Wen's right hand, connected to the staff gun, which he pulled on the lasso, the weapon returned to his grasp. He had been prepared for this, which was why he had dared to throw the weapon earlier.
However, he chose not to engage Chen Chuan again. After a deep glance at his opponent, he abruptly turned and leaped from the hilltop, descending rapidly.
Chen Chuan followed suit, and soon they reached an open area ahead, beyond which lay a clear lake surrounded by a sea of reeds. The white reed flowers swayed in the breeze, and as the morning sun began to rise, it cast a golden-red hue across the lake's surface.
Chen Chuan watched as Xu Xian Wen's silhouette rapidly disappeared into the distance, and he, too, leaped from the hill, giving chase.
On the other side of the hill, an off-road vehicle sped through the forest, with a man in the backseat urging the driver, "Faster, faster!"
This man was Hu Ying, a journalist from Kuaibu News.
He had received insider information about an armed attack on Mo Tie Mountain and learned that one of the defenders was the very person who had killed Wei Wusheng outside the arena.
Realizing the significance of this, Hu Ying immediately understood that this was an opportunity. The region had been deliberately concealed and blocked from external communication, making it challenging for outsiders to obtain firsthand information.
Since they were already nearby, Hu Ying instructed the driver to follow the route where the two combatants were believed to be, despite the potential danger. If they could successfully report on this incident, it would bring unprecedented rewards.
"We're driving along the path of their battle, following the trail of these Tier Three Combatants. Oh my, what's that...?"
As the vehicle jostled along, Hu Ying spotted a building on a distant hill collapsing with a thunderous roar, and he couldn't contain his excitement. "It has to be them!"
The two individuals left a trail of devastation in their wake; walls were toppled, vehicles overturned, and trees snapped, an unbelievable sight. They seemed like two massive armored trucks from the Feng Hai Corporation, plowing through everything in their path.
The commentator smoothly transitioned into a sponsor's advertisement, then seamlessly returned to his emotional narrative, "I can feel my entire body trembling. I'm chasing after them, but I'm not sure if this will anger them. They might suddenly leap over my vehicle and take my life at any moment..."
He nudged the driver, "Don't be afraid, buddy. I'm with you!"
The driver, already tense behind the wheel, flinched at the touch, nearly steering into a ditch. He yelled, "Can you stop touching me!" but this only elicited a burst of unrestrained, excited laughter.
As the commentator's report spread, more and more people tuned in, and the number of viewers behind Guan, the captain, rapidly increased. The revelation that one of the participants in this incident was Chen Chuan further piqued everyone's interest, especially those who had previously watched the arena battles.
The Handling Bureau also noticed the situation. Captain Guan glanced and asked, "Have our people arrived?"
"They're on their way there!" came the reply.
Captain Guan quickly made a decision, "Allocate some resources to that reporter, let him get a clearer picture, and understand the situation there first."
Although Chen Chuan had started late, the open terrain provided an unobstructed view, allowing him to gradually increase his speed. He soon closed the distance between them and threw several stones.
Xu Xian Wen, sensing the wind behind him, quickly sidestepped to avoid them, but this inevitably slowed him down. He soon noticed the pursuer catching up and shouted, holding his gun with one hand, and stabbing backward.
Chen Chuan dodged with a quick head turn, advancing with a knife push. Xu Xian Wen countered with a powerful horizontal gun swipe, blocking the knife. The force of the collision caused the surrounding grass to flatten in a large area.
Chen Chuan, maintaining his momentum, pressed forward with the knife, forcing Xu Xian Wen to retreat several steps. He followed up with a series of rapid and powerful slashes.
In the 16th chapter, a single stroke, a glance, and a look, not a single mistake!
Xu Xian Wen, having suffered a disadvantage in the previous clash of forces, could only retreat while blocking the attacks. His movements created deep pits in the ground, making it difficult for him to escape quickly.
Through their previous engagement, Chen Chuan had become familiar with Xu Xian Wen's fighting style and had a rough understanding of his breathing rhythm.
Xu Xian Wen's force changes were impressive, and once Chen Chuan identified the specific force technique he was using, he knew exactly how to counter it.
He didn't need to devise a strategy on the spot; his teachers had already provided him with well-thought-out advice. However, knowing and applying it in the heat of battle were two different matters.
Chen Chuan took a deep breath. The confrontation allowed him to showcase the results of his recent cultivation. His entire body, free of altered organs, was in a state of heightened activity and excitement, indicating he was at his peak.
After several more slashes, Chen Chuan detected a brief pause in Xu Xian Wen's breathing pattern. He seized the moment, shouting as he channeled his force into his knife and slashed downward.
With a "crack," Chen Chuan's staff-sword was severed. The momentum carried the knife downward, slicing open a long gash across Xu Xian Wen's face, chest, and abdomen. However, as the knife cut into the skin, Chen Chuan felt the muscles there were resilient, preventing a deeper penetration.
Xu Xian Wen's face contorted with rage. He shook off his hands, throwing the broken gun barrels toward Chen Chuan, who deflected them with a twist of his knife.
Xu Xian Wen leaped backward, creating some distance between them. Blood flowed freely from his wounds, dripping onto the muddy ground below. But in the blink of an eye, the injuries began to heal rapidly, nourished by his essence blood.
At this moment, Xu Xian Wen revealed a vicious smile. He tore off his tattered outer garment, exposing his well-defined muscles and beautiful lines. His chest and back were adorned with intricate ritual tattoos.
These tattoos were part of the Venom Sect's embedded religious ritual, enhancing his vitality and enabling him to withstand large amounts of medication. Even when severely injured, he could recover swiftly.
But the true purpose went beyond that.
As Chen Chuan advanced with his knife, Xu Xian Wen took a deep breath. Simultaneously, the ritual tattoos seemed to disappear, as if absorbed into his body. In their place, his face and body surface transformed, revealing green, scale-like altered organs that covered his exposed flesh.
He crossed his arms, blocking the descending long knife. The impact of the block produced a metallic clanging sound.
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(End of Chapter)
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