socalfunplaces Chapter 319 The Dust Settles
Chapter 319 The Dust Settles
Chapter 319 The Dust Settles
"You managed to dodge that—"
He couldn't figure it out.
How could the other party possibly see through his intentions in such a short time?
How could one possibly unleash a precise soul attack during such a high-speed battle?
"He even controls soul attacks?!"
Yuanzhen's soul was still in excruciating pain, and his reactions became extremely sluggish.
His response was Chen Yi's cold fist.
And the dozen or so golden rays of light that followed one after another on the fist.
This time, Yuanzhen's indestructible body, which he was so proud of, was broken, and his protective energy dissipated.
Bang bang bang!
The dull thud echoed in the cavity at the bottom of the icy lake.
Each blow landed precisely on the wound in his chest.
The sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the room.
The final golden light pierced through.
Yuanzhen flew out like a tattered rag bag, crashed into the bare rocks, and slowly slid down.
He lay in a pool of blood, a gaping hole in his chest that was clear from front to back, and you could even see the broken rocks behind him.
His gaze began to glaze over.
At the fourth level of body refinement, although the physical body is strong, there is no ability for the nascent soul to leave the body and seize another's body.
When the physical body dies, the Dao disappears.
Chen Yi dissipated the golden light from his fist and his figure floated down ten feet away.
He didn't approach immediately, but instead reached out and beckoned from a distance.
Whoosh.
A dazzling golden crystal core flew out from Yuanzhen's damaged chest cavity and landed in Chen Yi's palm.
Next came the dimly lit relic of inheritance, and the storage bag at Yuanzhen's waist.
All the spoils have been acquired.
"Fellow Daoist—"
Amidst the pool of blood, Yuanzhen made a gurgling sound from his throat.
His powerful physical vitality allowed him to barely cling to life.
He struggled to lift his head, his face covered in blood, his eyes filled with pleading.
"You have taken my essence and all my valuables. Could you spare my life?"
"This humble monk swears a solemn oath against my inner demons, vowing never to retaliate against you, fellow Daoist, nor to become your enemy—"
Chen Yi looked at him expressionlessly.
He raised his right hand, and dazzling golden light once again gathered in his palm.
"Feel sorry."
His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.
"The Black Dragon Society has no tradition of leaving survivors."
boom!
The golden light shot out and mercilessly pressed down on Yuanzhen's broken head.
"ah--!"
The screams abruptly stopped.
Life was completely cut off.
But in the final moment before his soul dissipated, Yuanzhen's venomous voice, fueled by the last vestiges of his divine power, echoed mournfully through the ice cave: "The Vajra Kung Fu scoundrel of the Black Dragon Society!"
"By devouring my golden crystal, you too will embark on the path of demonic enlightenment!"
"There's no turning back! There's no hope of becoming a deity in this lifetime!"
"You won't live for hundreds of years! I'll be waiting for you down there! I'll be waiting for you down there!!"
The curses echoed repeatedly in the enclosed space, sending chills down one's spine.
Chen Yi stood still, his expression unchanged.
After packing up Yuanzhen's belongings and taking them away, he waved his hand and unleashed a burst of flames, burning Yuanzhen's body to ashes. Then, he raised his sleeves, creating a gust of wind that scattered the ashes into the bottomless underground fissure.
Then, Chen Yi's eyes lit up with spiritual light, and his Void Insight Eye was activated.
He carefully scanned every inch of the surrounding space.
The lingering magical energy fluctuations, the aura left by the battle, and even the faint smell of blood in the air.
Clean up, wipe away, disrupt.
Only after confirming that even a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would find it extremely difficult to trace his true identity from this chaotic ruin did Chen Yi put away his spiritual eyes.
With a flicker, he transformed into an inconspicuous streak of light and swiftly vanished into the snow and ice deep within the icy plains.
The wind and snow continued to howl.
Chen Yi looked down at his palm.
There, he held Yuanzhen's natal golden crystal core, warm, heavy, and radiating an alluring golden halo.
A sudden surge of hunger, originating from the depths of his blood, welled up in his heart.
That was the body's primal desires roaring, wanting to completely devour this power of the same origin.
Chen Yi clenched his fist, suppressing the impulse, and his figure completely disappeared into the vast white expanse.
At the horizon, dark clouds hung low.
A blinding bolt of lightning tore through the sky, illuminating the dim world with a ghastly white light.
Ning Bu'er sat cross-legged on a piece of charred, lightning-struck wood, his hands forming a hand seal, with the puppet beside him radiating the power of Chen Yi's magic.
The wind howled, making her robes flutter loudly.
The lightning-struck wood is a top-grade magic weapon with astonishing speed, leaving behind wisps of scorching aura in its wake.
Even though they had flown tens of thousands of miles, Ning Bu'er still dared not relax for a moment, keeping his divine sense constantly alert to his surroundings.
suddenly.
The clouds thousands of miles away suddenly churned, and a streak of light entered her perception range without warning.
The light that streaked across the sky was of mixed colors, its specific attributes unclear, yet it exuded an undisguised malice as it hurtled straight toward her.
Ning Bu'er narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingers already clenched in his sleeve, and a wisp of demonic flame quietly lit up.
In just a few breaths, the escaping light had already approached within a thousand miles.
The two divine senses collided fiercely in the void.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp, piercing, androgynous voice, imbued with magical power, boomed across the heavens and earth like rolling thunder: "Hmph! Ning Bu'er, the demonic witch of Qingfeng Ridge, and that shameless, self-degrading rogue cultivator Chen Yi!"
The sound was so loud that it shook the mountains and forests below, as if afraid that cultivators within a radius of tens of thousands of miles would not hear it.
"You have been so painstakingly nurtured by our righteous path, yet you show no gratitude and instead stray into the demonic path. You deserve to die!"
"Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven and take your dog lives!"
Before the words were finished, the chaotic mass of light hundreds of miles away suddenly expanded.
Boom!
The sky suddenly brightened.
A dazzling array of five-colored spiritual light swept across the sky, its immense power causing clouds to billow and even the void itself to be crushed by this overwhelming force.
Ning Bu'er's expression was solemn.
This power is far beyond what an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could achieve.
Demonic energy surged in her palm, and she instinctively wanted to unleash demonic flames to retaliate.
But the next moment, she paused.
Chen Yi's parting words came to mind.
"Demonstrate weakness to the enemy, and only use thunder magic."
Ning Bu'er suppressed the surging demonic energy within his body, and at the right moment, he revealed a pale and panicked expression on his face. He controlled the lightning-struck wood beneath him to sway slightly, making it look like he was running out of magical power and at his last gasp.
She bit her tongue, forcing out a mouthful of blood that sprayed in front of her.
"go!"
Ning Bu'er shouted and slammed his hand heavily on the lightning-struck wood beneath him.
Sizzle—
The runes on the surface of the lightning-struck wood flashed wildly, and the lightning that was originally only as thick as a child's arm instantly surged, transforming into several purple lightning dragons that roared as they met the five-colored spiritual light that pressed down from the sky.
This is a peak fourth-tier mid-grade lightning technique, fully activated by a top-grade magic weapon.
The two forces collided violently in mid-air.
However, the anticipated massive explosion did not occur.
A scene unfolded that caused Ning Bu'er's pupils to shrink slightly.
The seemingly world-destroying five-colored spiritual light shattered instantly under the tearing of the Purple Lightning Dragon, just like a paper lantern.
Flashy.
Incredibly fragile.
The purple lightning dragon continued its momentum, carrying its remaining power, and directly targeted the figure hundreds of miles away, blasting towards him.
"ah-!"
The person in the distance let out a shrill cry of alarm, their voice filled with disbelief and exasperation: "Oh no! It can actually unleash a top-grade magic weapon at full power!"
The figure tumbled several times in the air, its aura trembling wildly, as if it had been greatly frightened.
"Chen Yi! You were faking your injury!"
"You are so cunning!"
"You're all lucky today, I'm off!"
The man cursed and frantically conjured a shield, barely managing to block the remaining streaks of lightning.
But he did not flee immediately; instead, he suddenly activated his magical power.
boom!
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a thousand miles instantly became chaotic, a fierce wind arose, and the clouds were shattered.
After doing all this and creating an astonishing commotion, the person transformed into a streak of light and fled rapidly toward the horizon without looking back.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from sight.
Ning Bu'er hovered in mid-air, gazing in the direction the person had left, a strange glint in his eyes.
She looked down at the lightning-struck wood beneath her, then at the still-unresolved spiritual energy storm in the distance.
Although that attack just now was made with the power of a top-grade magic weapon, it could never have caused such an exaggerated phenomenon in the heavens and earth.
That last move was clearly a deliberate attempt to muddy the waters and make a big fuss.
It's like—
It was as if Chen Yi had made his move here, just to let everyone know.
Ning Bu'er put away the lightning-struck wood, seemingly lost in thought.
The man's figure, and that deliberately disguised voice—
Why does this feel so strangely familiar?
Thousands of miles away.
Above a desolate valley.
Ji Wuchen dispelled the disguised spiritual light around him, revealing his incomparably handsome face.
He straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, a cheerful smile playing on his lips.
"Cool!"
As Chen Yi had secretly instructed him beforehand, the performance was incredibly satisfying.
To be publicly berated by name by all the cultivators within a radius of ten thousand miles was a feeling even more satisfying than a breakthrough in cultivation.
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This not only solidified Chen Yi's alibi but also allowed him to vent his frustrations.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Ji Wuchen did not rush to leave, but instead concealed himself and silently followed Ning Bu'er from thousands of miles away.
Since Chen Yi is not at Qingfeng Ridge, it is extremely risky for Ning Bu'er to travel alone with top-grade magic treasures.
If any ignorant cultivators were to stumble upon him, he wouldn't mind taking action to deal with them.
Fortunately, the journey was uneventful.
Only after witnessing Ning Bu'er's escape light fall into Qingfeng Ridge and the massive protective array of the mountain shone brightly did Ji Wuchen finally breathe a sigh of relief and completely put his mind at ease.
mission completed.
He turned to leave, but stopped abruptly as soon as he moved.
Ji Wuchen suddenly turned around, his gaze fixed on a certain location in the void.
There was nothing there, only a few wisps of breeze.
But at the edge of his divine sense, about three hundred miles away, a very faint ripple flashed by.
It was so faint that he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all if he hadn't possessed the Insightful Eye technique.
"Are you seeing things?"
Ji Wuchen frowned, about to investigate further.
The next moment, a barely perceptible ripple appeared on the surface of the Qingfeng Ridge protective array.
The wave, almost merging with the void, silently slipped into the great formation like a fish entering water.
Ji Wuchen's pupils suddenly contracted.
"So it wasn't a case of my eyes playing tricks on me."
"It really is him back!"
Ji Wuchen stood there, a chill inexplicably creeping up his spine.
Chen Yi returned much faster than he had expected.
But that's not the point.
The key point is ————
"Three hundred li —"
Ji Wuchen muttered to himself, his expression becoming extremely solemn.
With his current Nascent Soul stage spiritual strength, combined with the secret pupil technique, he barely detected a trace of the opponent until they were within three hundred miles.
If Chen Yi intended to launch a sneak attack—
Ji Wuchen imagined the scene and felt his scalp tingle, and couldn't help but gasp.
For a Nascent Soul cultivator, a distance of three hundred miles is merely an instant.
If Chen Yi had attacked him just now, he probably wouldn't have even had a chance to use his spiritual treasure.
Thinking back to when they first met, Chen Yi could only look up to him in terms of cultivation, magic power, and supernatural abilities.
But now, Brother Chen is probably about the same as me in terms of overall strength!
Ji Wuchen gazed in the direction of Qingfeng Ridge, his expression complex.
He got to where he is today by relying on the Ji family's vast resources and the help of spiritual treasures like the Yin-Yang Magnetic Ring.
How did Chen Yi, a mere rogue cultivator, manage to catch up?
Ji Wuchen shook his head, suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, and prepared to leave.
Just then.
A streak of crimson fire ripped through the sky and stopped instantly in front of him.
Emergency message.
Ji Wuchen raised his hand and flicked the talisman with his fingertip. The talisman exploded, and a line of small, blood-red characters appeared before his eyes:
[A direct descendant of the Vajra Temple, a fourth-tier Body Cultivator, perished in the Ice Phoenix Mountains. Cause of death: The Vajra Technique's source-devouring technique resulted in the theft and absorption of his primordial golden crystal. The culprit is unknown.]
[The Vajra Temple is furious, and Master Xuanhui, the head of the Bodhidharma Hall, has personally come out of seclusion to investigate.]
[It is strongly advised that Young Master Wuchen act with extreme caution, avoid provoking trouble in the near future, and steer clear of the Vajra Temple in its rage.]
After reading the message, Ji Wuchen's fingers trembled slightly, and the blood-red characters slowly disappeared from his eyes.
Yuanzhen is dead.
Yuanzhen, who had mastered the Vajra Indestructible Divine Power and was known as having invincible defense among his peers, was actually dead.
Moreover, he was forcibly devoured and killed by the Vajra Skill, which originated from the same source!
Ji Wuchen's expression shifted rapidly, his heart churning with turmoil.
He believed that if he were to fight Yuanzhen to the death, he would have a very high chance of winning, relying on the great supernatural powers of Yin and Yang and the power of spiritual treasures.
But it was merely a defeat.
Killing a fourth-tier body cultivator who has cultivated an indestructible body is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Not to mention, it was devoured in such an extremely domineering way!
"Homologous Devouring————"
Ji Wuchen suddenly turned his head, his gaze once again falling on the silent formation at Qingfeng Ridge.
The figure that had just silently slipped back into the shadows instantly became unfathomable in his mind.
It turned out to be the case.
Ji Wuchen gave a wry smile, his eyes revealing a mixture of relief and awe.
"Brother Chen, oh Brother Chen—"
"So you didn't catch up with me, you've already left me behind—"
He stood there for a long time until a mountain breeze blew by, then he turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.
Qingfeng Ridge, deep within a cave.
Chen Yi silently passed through the layers of restrictions and revealed himself.
Ning Bu'er had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw Chen Yi return safely, all the worry in his eyes disappeared.
The two exchanged information briefly.
After listening to Ning Bu'er's account of the attack on the "mysterious person" on the road, especially the other party's exaggerated acting skills and the last shout, Chen Yi's lips curled up slightly and he nodded slightly.
"Brother Ji, you're very kind."
He silently kept this favor in his heart.