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Chapter 981: Turbulent Waters and the Convergence of Spirits
Chapter 981: Turbulent Waters and the Convergence of Spirits
A blade at the neck, any fighter pushed to this point would be in a near-fatal situation, as their opponent could easily destroy their skull or sever their head with a single burst of force.
Kaze Shingen found himself in a similar predicament to Ian. Despite possessing secret techniques and skills, he couldn't find a way to utilize them effectively.
His opponent's strength was overwhelming, and their speed was too fast. Even with his determination to die, which had enhanced his physical qualities, it seemed to make no difference. There remained an invisible gap between them.
His ghostly eyes fixed on Chen Chuan, who was hovering in the air, nearly motionless. With one hand free, he curled two fingers and, with a quick flick of his wrist, thrust his hand towards Chen Chuan's back.
At that moment, a flickering, sharp spiritual light appeared at the tip of his fingers.
This attack was incredibly stealthy, positioned perfectly in Chen Chuan's blind spot. Aside from this moving limb, the rest of his muscles and bones remained still, and the speed was so fast that even Vermilion Whirl, standing elsewhere, wouldn't have been able to react in time to rescue him.
This move was intended to be his final killing strike. Once Chen Chuan got close enough, this attack could pierce through the spiritual flame. If executed with maximum power, it might even fuse the two of them together. Even if he couldn't take his opponent down with him, he could still severely injure Chen Chuan, ensuring that even in defeat, Chen Chuan wouldn't be able to fight Dakota again.
The light in Chen Chuan's glabella flickered slightly. Even without releasing his spirit form, his heavenly eye allowed him to perceive all movements around him. The moment his opponent made any unusual move, he noticed it immediately.
This attack was indeed swift, and it was clear that his opponent was willing to sacrifice himself for this strike. The spiritual flame was highly concentrated, almost tangible, as if he no longer cared about defending any other part of his body.
But it still wasn't fast enough.
Chen Chuan gracefully spun around, and his blade slid across Kaze Shingen's neck. With another swift swing, a bright, moonlight-like glow flashed, and a head and an arm flew into the sky almost simultaneously.
His movements were as smooth as water flowing over a polished stone, exuding calmness. After the strike, he descended from the air and landed on the ground. Without looking back, he walked away, and after a few steps, he gave his blade a light shake, and two dull thuds sounded from behind.
Kaze Shingen's severed head, lying on the ground, watched Chen Chuan's departing figure, and his eyes quickly turned gray.
His massive body couldn't hold its stance and crashed to the ground with a loud thud. Then, misty vapors rose from his body, carried away by the wind, revealing his original form.
Vermilion Whirl stood aside, her Snow Lord Saber in hand, never participating in the attack.
Chen Chuan walked straight towards Dakota and said, "Mr. Dakota, I thought you would take action."
Dakota spoke in somewhat stiff Daxun language, "I never gang up on an opponent; it's not a gentleman's move."
Looking at Chen Chuan's masked face, he said, "If I'm not mistaken, you must be Director Chen Chuan from Jinbei Province, right?"
He continued seriously, "I understand that your actions are for your country, and I respect that. I, too, am fighting for my clan. We have our own battles to fight for. I believe that when facing someone like you, a fair chance should be given."
Chen Chuan glanced at him and said, "Mr. Dakota, you're mistaken. You and I are different. I know my actions have meaning, but do yours?"
Dakota's face showed the expression of a devout believer. He firmly replied, "They do. I've dedicated my life to this cause. The civilized world has opened its doors to me, and I will lead my clan to embrace that sacred light."
He sighed lightly and added apologetically, "Mr. Chen, I'm truly sorry. For the sake of my clan, I had to carry out this mission. If you die in this battle, I promise not to desecrate your body. Likewise, if I lose, I hope for the same treatment."
Chen Chuan nodded, "As you wish."
Dakota slowly raised the axe in his hand and added, "Also, I'd like to correct you. My name is Senpal, and I am a federal citizen."
Chen Chuan looked at him calmly.
Dakota fell silent and stood still. At that moment, misty vapors began to swirl around him, growing denser. Then, a massive figure appeared above him.
It was a half-man, half-snake creature, with its tail extending from Dakota's body, coiling upwards and hovering in mid-air. Its body contained strands of spiritual flame, like threads connecting its form.
As they stood, the ground beneath them trembled slightly, and cracks appeared, from which thin jets of water spurted, flowing towards the giant shadow and growing in intensity. The shadow gradually expanded, becoming more massive.
Chen Chuan looked up, and due to the spiritual flames within, they dotted the water flow, forming a translucent skeleton and meridians, resembling a dazzling constellation in the night sky, a visually stunning sight.
He knew that the Primordial People had once passed on the three pulses of the high mountains, Wrath River, and the sun to the Federation, but that didn't mean these pulses had completely disappeared from the Primordial People's tribes.
From the moment this person emerged from the seawater to the current spectacle, it was highly likely that they possessed the Wrath River Legacy.
Given the current situation of the Primordial People, this person might be the only Primordial Warrior who had mastered this legacy.
Dakota's cultivation was indeed the Wrath River Legacy, and near seawater, his abilities were noticeably enhanced, giving him a home ground advantage. That's why he had the confidence to fight Chen Chuan alone.
In fact, when Chen Chuan was fighting the other two, Dakota had already started making preparations, even though he claimed he wouldn't join the ambush. He wasn't overly rigid and still made the necessary battle preparations.
With this thought, the huge half-human, half-snake above rushed towards Chen Chuan's location.
Chen Chuan watched the rushing water, but he didn't move. Vermilion Whirl raised her arm, and the Quill Feather Saber flashed with cold light. With a flick of the red tassels on the saber, the rushing giant shadow was split apart by an invisible saber force and surged to both sides.
However, the entity didn't stop; it continued to move forward, seemingly unaffected by the damage. Once it reached the rear, it shook its head, and the parts recombined, rising upwards. When it reached the sky, it descended again, but this time, the red figure spun in place, and the red robe flared like fire, blocking the giant shadow with a mass of crimson saber light, turning it into a torrent that scattered in all directions.
The torrents quickly coalesced under the guidance of the spiritual flames, reforming into the massive shadow as if the previous damage had no effect.
Neither Dakota nor Chen Chuan moved; they stared at each other, observing each other's techniques and responses.
Seeing that his attack didn't work, Dakota quickly sidestepped and raised his hand, exerting a slight force. In an instant, he threw a battle axe towards Vermilion Whirl's location.
(End of Chapter)
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