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Chapter 863: The True Form of Luo Chen, the Centipede's Demise
Chapter 863: The True Form of Luo Chen, the Centipede's Demise
December 20, 2024
The Centipede Demon Emperor, the weakest among the nine great leaders, yet the most notorious for his ferocity!
This seems contradictory; if he is the weakest among the nine demons, why is his notoriety so great?
However, for Luo Chen, this question is easily understandable.
Reputation is never built by one or two people, but by the collective chanting of a vast group.
The Centipede Demon Emperor's notorious reputation among cultivators stems from his complete disregard for decorum.
In several battles, he acted without restraint, never considering the concept of honor among leaders.
He specifically targeted weaker Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators, often ignoring even Golden Core cultivators, whom he didn't hesitate to kill with his spiritual power.
Due to this brutal style, he earned a terrifying reputation among countless low-level cultivators.
During the defense of Heaven's Ascent Pass, in the nine days and nine nights of battle, seven Nascent Soul True Men perished.
Three of them died at the hands of the Centipede Demon Emperor.
Especially the two Nascent Soul True Men from the Abyss Sect, whose sudden deaths enraged Han Yang, who pursued the Centipede Demon Emperor for an entire day and night.
The Centipede Demon Emperor's lack of decorum, in addition to his personal style, is also related to his combat methods.
With just a glance, Luo Chen noticed the numerous treasures on the Centipede Demon Emperor's hundred arms!
These were not demonic treasures but orthodox treasures crafted by human refiners.
Among them were even several True Treasures!
It was clear that this demon had been slaughtering human cultivators and seizing their treasures to complement his hundred arms.
Ding ding, clatter, crash!
Amid the clashing of treasures, the enormous centipede slowly rose, its consciousness firmly locking onto the unmoving Luo Chen.
"Are you scared?"
"Don't be afraid! After I capture you, that blood sword in your hand will also be one of my spoils of war!"
With just a glance, the Centipede Demon Emperor recognized the power of the Yuan Tu Blood Sword in Luo Chen's hand, his eyes gleaming with greed.
In response to this provocation, Luo Chen smirked, slowly raising the blood sword.
"You want it? Then come and take it!"
The next moment, the Centipede Demon Emperor unleashed a might that shook heaven and earth, charging towards Luo Chen.
Spiritual power surged, and the brilliance of treasures rose abruptly.
The colorful glow of treasures enveloped Luo Chen in an instant.
"Break!"
Luo Chen roared, and the Yuan Tu Blood Sword slashed out a dazzling sword light, shattering the surrounding treasures.
Luo Chen's brows furrowed again as he soared through the air.
Due to the disturbance in heaven and earth's energy, he couldn't control the stray spiritual energy in the void, which weakened the might of the Yuan Tu Blood Sword.
Glancing at the pursuing Centipede Demon Emperor, Luo Chen swiftly dodged the incoming treasure attacks with the Moon Step, while contemplating his next move.
Under these circumstances, ordinary cultivators' abilities would likely be greatly diminished.
They could only rely on their own spiritual power! But without external spiritual energy to replenish, whether it was advanced spells or powerful True Treasures, the consumption of spiritual power was terrifying.
The Centipede Demon Emperor, from the start, abandoned the use of demonic techniques and directly manifested his true form to fight, aware of this fact.
Since it was like this...
Luo Chen no longer hesitated, his thumb pointing upwards, he pressed it against his chest.
"Transform!"
Boom!
A torrent of Origin Power coursed through his body, and Luo Chen's body began to wildly expand.
Not only that, but the Mystic Dust Armor also responded, tightly wrapping around his entire body, leaving only a pair of dazzling golden eyes exposed.
In the blink of an eye, a nine-zhang giant appeared in the world.
Luo Chen soared forward, gripping the blood sword with his spiritually enhanced hands, and viciously stabbed the Centipede Demon Emperor.
Facing Luo Chen's charge, the Centipede Demon Emperor was unconcerned.
Even with a slightly larger body, in his eyes, Luo Chen was still insignificant.
"In the end, you're just an ant!"
A flying sword suddenly appeared, aiming for Luo Chen's back.
Luo Chen's body moved with unmatched swiftness, reaching behind the Centipede Demon Emperor, causing the sword to miss its target.
A hammer and a stone tablet attacked from the left and right, but were cleaved in two by the horizontal slash of the Yuan Tu Blood Sword.
With no obstacles, the Yuan Tu Blood Sword pierced the Centipede Demon Emperor's back.
Clang!
A shield resembling a tortoise shell suddenly appeared.
Luo Chen's face turned stern, and with immense strength, he stabbed the sword into the shield.
"Break!"
Chi!
Like a heavy hammer striking, the tortoise shell shattered into pieces.
Just as Luo Chen was about to press his advantage, four giant arms from above and below swung treasures towards him.
Luo Chen dared not take the risk and retreated with a palm strike, creating a path with his powerful spiritual power.
He lightly fluttered away, like a butterfly, but in the next moment, his body surged forward, soaring into the sky. He tightly gripped the blood sword and slashed downwards.
The Centipede Demon Emperor roared with laughter, his left and right arms holding a knife and a sword above his head.
Crack!
Upon contact, the knife and sword turned to dust.
However, a fist wrapped in silver-white light punched out from the Centipede Demon Emperor's chest.
Luo Chen, who was in the midst of a powerful slash, was caught off guard and took the hit.
Bang!
His chest visibly caved in.
"You're too green!" The Centipede Demon Emperor roared with laughter, and more treasures flew towards Luo Chen.
Luo Chen remained silent, his chest radiating Origin Power, healing his injuries. He then stepped on the Moon Step, dodging the incoming treasures with agility.
Seizing the opportunity, he charged back into the Centipede Demon Emperor's hundred-zhang radius.
His golden pupils spun rapidly, seeking to uncover the opponent's weakness.
However, whenever he gained a local advantage with his agility and the sharpness of the Yuan Tu Blood Sword, more treasures would fly towards him.
The nine-zhang body, which usually seemed so majestic, appeared minuscule before the Centipede Demon Emperor's seven to eight hundred zhang body.
As the Centipede Demon Emperor waved his hundred arms, swatting at Luo Chen, it was like swatting a mosquito.
Suddenly, Luo Chen's eyes lit up as he spotted a gap in the Centipede Demon Emperor's shell.
"This is it!"
When a mace-like treasure struck, Luo Chen no longer dodged but took the hit on his back, using the force to propel himself forward.
With a mighty kick, Luo Chen's foot thundered in the void.
In the blink of an eye, Luo Chen's kick landed in the gap of the shell.
Origin Power erupted, and with terrifying strength, he kicked the Centipede Demon Emperor off-balance, causing him to stagger backward.
Just as Luo Chen's face lit up with joy, he felt something was amiss.
His right foot, which he was about to retract, seemed stuck in a swamp.
At the same time, the four arms around him snapped their fingers, releasing four golden ropes that bound Luo Chen's hands and feet in the blink of an eye.
Luo Chen gritted his teeth, and his Origin Power burst forth, breaking free from the golden ropes, but his entire body was now exposed, revealing a significant weakness.
In the line of sight, a sharp black cone descended from the sky.
Luo Chen didn't hesitate, and the Yuan Tu Sword stabbed upwards.
Ding!
The sword tip and the cone collided, a needle against a blade!
However, it was evident that the Centipede had lured them into a trap, and it wouldn't have just stopped at this.
In the blink of an eye, the black cone darkened, and four more cones appeared, falling abruptly.
Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!
The four cones directly pierced Luo Chen's nine-zhang body, even penetrating the Xuan Chen Armor.
With a pull, the black cone that was locked in battle with the Yuan Tu Sword began to slowly press down.
Luo Chen wanted to infuse his power, but he found it difficult to manipulate the surging power within him.
"These four cones have sealed my power!"
Luo Chen's face turned stern. His power was suppressed, but he had more than just power.
Source power surged like a flood, and the Yuan Tu Sword flipped the black cone. Moreover, a huge seal, like a mountain, was directly sliced in half by the Yuan Tu Sword before it could land.
Seizing the opportunity, Luo Chen slapped the Centipede's colorful shell, using its force to retreat.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The heavy body stomped on the ground, leaving giant footprints.
Luo Chen leaned on his sword, half-kneeling on the ground, his face darkening.
He never expected to be outmaneuvered in his most skilled physical cultivation path.
This Centipede hadn't followed the usual path of the Demon Tribes, instead cultivating both body and law.
Even without practicing the Blood Qi path, its physical strength was absolutely at the fourth level.
Now, with his power sealed by the four cones, he was at a disadvantage.
Amidst the ruins, the Centipede's face twisted as it watched this scene, its voice filled with maniacal laughter.
"Hahaha, how does the Town Law Five Yuan Cone from Tianfan City taste?"
The Centipede ignored the hole in its abdomen kicked by Luo Chen and crawled towards him.
"Now that you can't use your power, and your physical strength is inferior to mine, how can you resist?"
"Come with me!"
"Rest assured, I won't hand you over to Gao Chang. After all, your pill refining and medicine-making skills are also well-known among the Demon Tribes."
Luo Chen lowered his head, silent.
The Centipede wasn't concerned, knowing that human cultivators were like this. Getting them to beg for mercy required some skill.
A little more pressure would do the trick.
At worst, he could sever this person's limbs and bind them with a rope to take them back.
How could this person have defeated Qi Xi in battle?
Could it be because of that blood sword?
The Centipede could see that the sword was extraordinary, and this person might not have unleashed even half of its power.
If he obtained it and fully unleashed its power, his strength would surely skyrocket.
Even if Gao Chang was present, he would have some confidence to deal with it!
"It's best to apply a little pressure, lest this person's temper flares up, and he self-destructs his treasures. Then I would lose more than I gain."
The Centipede thought this as he approached Luo Chen from a few miles away.
Suddenly, his face changed, and he instinctively looked around.
But after careful observation, he hesitated.
"No!"
"Why did I just feel like someone was spying from the Eastern Wilderness?"
"Not right!"
The Centipede's face turned grim, and his gaze fell on the giant below.
Threads of blood-colored mist, like steam, erupted from the giant's pores, enveloping its nine-zhang body.
The mist grew denser and larger, even covering a part of the thousand-li Taihu region nearby.
"This guy, something's wrong!"
Without hesitation, the Centipede raised an arm, and a small mountain flew from it.
The mountain grew in the wind, quickly transforming into towering mountain ranges.
With a wave of his hand, the mountains crashed down.
Boom!
A deafening sound echoed as the mountains were flipped over in the Centipede's shocked gaze.
Countless threads of blood-colored mist suddenly retracted, entering the giant's body.
When the blood mist dissipated, a giant, five hundred zhang tall, stood up from the ground, enveloped in golden armor.
The surrounding low mountains only reached his waist.
His golden eyes radiated endless ferocity.
He stared at the Centipede, then bent his legs.
His rock-like muscles seemed compressed to the extreme.
Large tendons flowed beneath the armor, like taut bowstrings.
The next moment!
Bang!
The giant shot out like a cannonball, charging towards the Centipede.
The Centipede's face turned fierce, and his silver-gloved hands struck with terrifying force.
Boom! Boom!
The giant's palms met the silver arms, and then a mountain-toppling force surged.
The Centipede's eyes widened in terror. He realized that in terms of strength, he was inferior.
His massive body was out of control, falling.
Boom! Boom!
Ruined palaces collapsed, shattering.
Vast smoke and dust obscured the sky.
Plop!
A splash rose.
Two massive bodies fell into Taihu Lake.
The Centipede looked down and saw that his arms were pressed into his own body.
The pain from broken bones and torn tendons was unbearable.
The Centipede roared in anger.
"Luo Chen!!!"
Luo Chen roared in response.
"Centipede!!!"
Boom!
The lake water exploded, turning into rain.
...
The vast Taihu Lake stretched for a thousand li.
This lake was named after the Yuan Ying Upper Sect, Taihu Palace, but its foundation was an intact fourth-level water vein.
Now, with two powerhouses battling in the lake, the water vein was agitated, and spiritual energy escaped.
The sky and earth were shrouded in misty rain.
Normally, it would have been a beautiful sight, but now, it was just a fragile backdrop to the raw, direct melee combat.
In the lake.
Luo Chen and the Centipede engaged in a battle without any flashy moves.
No spells or flying, just punches and kicks.
The giant swung his palms, followed by iron elbows, and then his hands clenched into fists, gathering source power into a blood-colored ball, which he unleashed with a palm strike.
The Centipede retreated, riding the waves.
One treasure after another, under his control, flew towards Luo Chen.
Luo Chen ignored these attacks, letting them land on his body.
Knives and axes slashed, but the black armor remained unharmed.»
Flying swords and spears stabbed, but his muscles repelled them.
The Centipede watched in shock, finding it hard to believe.
In the midst of the battle, the Giant's body, a natural advantage forged through physical cultivation, stood out. But how could a Human achieve such a feat?
Even with the True Artifact flying sword obtained from the Abyss Sect, piercing through the black armor's defense, it struggled to make progress against the sturdy bones and terrifying muscles.
Centipede Demon Sovereign's heart hardened, and he held the sword in one hand while gesturing with the other.
"Mountain, come!"
The massive mountain that had been swept away by Luo Chen earlier roared and flew towards him, crashing down.
Facing this scene, Luo Chen grinned ferociously and opened his mouth.
The Primordial Cauldron flew out, growing larger in the wind until it reached a hundred zhang in size.
Usually, the hundred zhang-sized Primordial Cauldron seemed like a small mountain, but in Luo Chen's hands, it was effortlessly wielded.
He lifted the giant cauldron and swung it.
Bang!
A heavy sound reverberated, Mountain Smashing: The mountain, which had been hurled back, flew away again.
Luo Chen, with a sword glowing with heavenly might, slashed towards Centipede.
Luo Chen swung the Primordial Butcher Sword, using Origin Power instead of spiritual energy, and unleashed a vast sword glow.
Clang!
At this moment, both sides abandoned other means.
Luo Chen's spiritual energy was sealed, leaving him powerless. He relied solely on his robust physical body and Mystic Dust Armor to withstand the assault.
Centipede, however, found that ordinary spiritual treasures were ineffective against Luo Chen, only depleting his spiritual energy and divine sense.
Only!
Each holding a sword, they clashed.
The cauldron and the mountain collided, causing a massive shockwave.
The intense impact forced their internal organs to creak, and they even spat out mouthfuls of blood.
In comparison, Luo Chen seemed to fare better. His five viscera, nurtured by the Five Temples for many years, were no longer ordinary.
But even so, with each collision, they exchanged pure injuries.
The sky was shrouded in mist, and the moon and sun were hidden.
Unbeknownst to them, the fierce battle had reached the depths of the night.
After another collision—
Boom!
Centipede, disbelieving, stared at the mountain that fell like rain.
His treasured mountain, which he valued, was shattered by Luo Chen's cauldron.
"You broke my treasure, damn it!"
Gripping the sword handle tightly, the True Artifact flying sword, empowered by spiritual energy, expanded, and he slashed downwards.
Luo Chen tossed the Primordial Cauldron into the sky and swung the Primordial Butcher Sword.
Boom!
Another stalemate.
Her fingers moved towards the cauldron, and it began to glow.
The cauldron, a True Artifact refined by a Nascent Soul Cultivator in the Divine Transformation Holy Land, was broken?
Luo Chen coldly observed this, knowing that his temporary change in combat style had taken effect.
Centipede, with numerous treasures, seemed agile, but it was actually a weakness.
Only by clashing head-on could he confront his opponent's weak points!
Indeed, he was skilled in everything, but not truly skilled in anything.
His opponent's divine sense wasn't exceptional, and their treasures varied in strength.
Especially those treasures, which weren't personally refined by Centipede but acquired through cunning and force, had subtle flaws.
As long as Luo Chen forced a hard clash, these minor flaws would be magnified!
As for his five-hundred zhang giant form, it was actually his true body!
His usual nine zhang form was merely the best physique for dealing with humans.
As long as he was willing to use Origin Power, he could transform into a hundred zhang giant.
"This battle has lasted too long."
"End it!"
Luo Chen pinched a sword finger with one hand and raised a blood-stained sword with the other, striding towards Centipede.
The murky lake stirred as if responding to his actions.
Centipede's expression changed, and he turned to flee.
"Last time, Seven Rhinoceros escaped. This time, I won't let the tiger return to the mountain!"
Luo Chen slashed downwards.
Within Centipede's body, a golden light broke through the void and landed on Luo Chen's forehead.
A giant holding a massive blood-stained sword stood in the Taihu Lake, bathed in the moon's clear light, as if veiled in a thin silk.
From the split giant centipede, a figure struggled to crawl out.
He gasped for breath, staring at Luo Chen with lingering fear.
This guy, is he even a cultivator? He's clearly a wild beast! Even with his mastery of treasures, he's more troublesome than the barbarians in the wilderness! If not for my hidden move, I might have lost tonight.
"Fortunately, when I transformed, I nurtured a Soul Weaving Needle. Although I don't know its technique, its power is ordinary. But when used unexpectedly, most people can't block it. Especially with my spiritual energy seal, he can only wait for death."
Centipede slowly prepared to collect his remains.
But a glance from the corner of his eye froze him.
The motionless giant, with his left hand pinching a sword finger, slowly lifted it.
A surging spiritual energy wave, no longer concealable, spread out.
"How is this possible..."
Centipede swallowed, no longer caring about his injuries, he fled towards the sky in panic.
At this moment, in the murky Taihu Lake, a giant python broke through the water's surface, baring its fangs, and screamed at Centipede.
Under this strike, Centipede's soul trembled.
In an instant, he broke free from the needle, but it was too late.
A finger, lightly pointed, pressed against his body from a distance.
Without his true body's protection, how could a Nascent Soul withstand the Withering Prosperity Finger?
In an instant, the delicate centipede's Nascent Soul wrinkled and withered.
The concentrated Nascent Soul's spiritual energy began to uncontrollably dissipate.
Centipede stared, unwilling to accept his fate.
"Why isn't he affected by the Soul Weaving Needle? It clearly hit his forehead, but why isn't it effective in his sea of consciousness?"
"When was his spiritual energy unsealed? How can he use divine techniques?"
"Why is there an ally in Taihu Lake? That shadow, it seems like a Nine Spirit Enchanting Serpent, but that guy died long ago."
Numerous questions ultimately became one thought.
"I shouldn't have stopped."
Pfft!
A generation of Demon Emperor, his Nascent Soul dissipated like a bubble, and his vast spiritual energy withered like grass and wood, naturally dispersing without even causing a spiritual energy storm.
In the still lake, only the giant stood beneath the moon.
The giant's rough hands, like rocks, slowly loosened their grip, and he turned his head to look at the surging lake water.
A giant python shadow swam towards him but hesitated, stopping short of reaching him.
"Master?"
The giant opened his mouth and smiled.
(End of Chapter)
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