Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Chapter 1605 - 1602: The State Preceptor Falls!

"Boom!"

High above in the sky, Li Chen and Zhuge Hu clashed fiercely once again.

Accompanied by rolling thunder, explosions echoed one after another.

At the same time, both of them were blasted backward.

Each left a silver-white streak in the void, creating a space fissure several feet wide and thousands of feet long in the sky.

After several rounds of exchanges, Zhuge Hu’s withered face turned incredibly grave.

In his sinister eyes, a hint of shock flashed.

Clearly, Li Chen’s power far exceeded his imagination.

In those previous exchanges, he hadn’t gained any advantage whatsoever.

He had even suffered some significant hidden losses.

Li Chen’s tactics were endless, and every attack was unexpected, making them impossible to defend against.

What terrified him most was not the strength Li Chen displayed, but rather his age, which was completely mismatched with his abilities.

At such a young age, he had achieved such terrifying feats.

If he were allowed to grow, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Compared to the ever-changing expressions and thoughts of Zhuge Hu, Li Chen remained much calmer.

He still appeared at ease, his eyes as bright and radiant as stars, revealing no emotional fluctuations.

After staring at each other for a moment, Li Chen calmly erupted with a thunderous voice.

"Old bastard, come again!"

With the intent to kill, his words still echoed in the void as Li Chen stepped forward, the Seven-star Dragon Abyss in his hand roaring out like a dragon surging from the sea, swift as lightning, extending toward Zhuge Hu.

Li Chen’s sword was too fast for Zhuge Hu to dodge.

Helplessly, he could only harden himself to take it head-on.

Zhuge Hu waved the horsetail whisk in his hand madly, forming layers and layers of light screens.

Quickly, these light screens crisscrossed and overlapped, creating an indestructible and magnificent white wall.

"Boom!"

The Seven-star Dragon Abyss struck the white wall, immediately erupting with a violent collision sound.

Li Chen was surprised that Zhuge Hu had blocked his deadly strike.

Seeing he had blocked Li Chen’s attack, a sinister smile appeared in Zhuge Hu’s eyes.

"Li Chen, no matter how monstrous your talent, you’re just at the Divinity Transformation Realm. I’m a Half-step Mahayana God Monarch, clearly above you in cultivation. If we continue to stalemate, you will surely lose. I advise you to surrender early to avoid further suffering!"

Li Chen, hearing this, did not reply, but squeezed out a cold smile between his teeth.

"Haha!"

Zhuge Hu felt a chill at Li Chen’s laughter and questioned harshly: "What are you laughing at?"

Li Chen waved the Seven-star Dragon Abyss, the blade’s tip glinting coldly as he pointed at Zhuge Hu’s light wall made from his Magical Treasure, the horsetail whisk.

"Old bastard, do you think hiding in this turtle shell means I can’t deal with you?"

"If that were truly the case, you’d have lived all these years for nothing!"

After speaking, Li Chen quickly clasped his hands together, channeling his True Yuan through his palms into the Seven-star Dragon Abyss continuously.

"This sword will surely cut you down!"

"Swoosh!"

The Seven-star Dragon Abyss stretched across the sky, extending toward Zhuge Hu with an overwhelming stance.

Alarmed by the strong Sword Intent, Zhuge Hu didn’t dare underestimate it and fueled his True Yuan to the extreme, pouring it continuously into the horsetail whisk, hoping to resist Li Chen’s invincible strike.

Seeing this, Li Chen, hovering in mid-air, slightly narrowed his eyes, shooting out two beams of light to inspect Zhuge Hu’s white wall.

Soon, he discovered mottled light spots at the connection points of the white wall.

These were the flaws.

With this in mind, Li Chen hesitated no longer, his figure merging into the Sword Light of the Seven-star Dragon Sword.

Man and Sword as One, invincible!

At first, Zhuge Hu could barely resist with his defensive wall.

However, when he noticed spider-web-like cracks forming on the defensive wall created by the horsetail whisk, he panicked.

Frantically trying to patch the breach, he neglected the rest, struggling to maintain it.

The few flaws quickly multiplied, like mushrooms after the rain, rapidly appearing one after another.

Zhuge Hu, unable to cover all bases, finally collapsed under the pressure.

The ferocious Sword Intent surged like a flood breaching a dam, overwhelming.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a dull thunderous explosion, Zhuge Hu’s most robust defense system completely collapsed.

His Lifebound Magical Treasure, the horsetail whisk, shattered into countless strands, flying through the air like springtime willow catkins.

"Splash!"

Without the protection of his Lifebound Magical Treasure, Zhuge Hu’s body was completely vulnerable under Li Chen’s Sword Intent.

Feeling a sharp pain in his chest, he spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Then he crashed heavily to the ground like a dead dog.

Collapsed in a pool of blood, his eyes widened, disbelief written on his withered face.

He had always considered himself invincible below the Mahayana Divine Monarchs!

Yet, never did he expect to be crossed and killed by a junior.

"How, how is this possible?"

"Splash!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhuge Hu felt anger surging again, the sweet taste rising in his throat, blood gushing out like a waterfall.

Previously, Li Chen’s strike had devoured all the True Yuan in his body.

Now, he was utterly exhausted. With a tilt of his head, he lay in a pool of blood like mud.

His eyes, devoid of life, were wide open.

Clearly, he died with regrets!

The National Master Zhuge Hu of the Great Wu Dynasty thus met his end!

"Hiss!"

Witnessing such a shocking scene, everyone present was dumbfounded, gasping continuously.

Wu Changwen couldn’t bear the blow, like he had lost his mind, repeating endlessly, "This is impossible, this is impossible, impossible."

Compared to Wu Changwen, Du Xiang’s response was rather unexpected.

At least she maintained a clear head!

Du Xiang quickly approached and pulled Wu Changwen, hurriedly saying, "Ninth Prince, only the King can kill this rascal. We should leave immediately!"

Hearing Du Xiang’s words, Wu Changwen finally came to his senses, nodding repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, we must find my father. He’s the true Mahayana Divine Monarch, killing that rascal Li Chen will be a piece of cake!"