Chapter 197: Chapter 189: The cycle of life and death never ends. I live, you die.
Bang bang bang!!
A series of earth-shattering explosions rang out.
In just the blink of an eye, Chen Zhixing and the ninth dragon of the Meng Family, Meng Changyuan, exchanged hundreds of moves!
Each collision carried incredibly terrifying power, with just the aftermath capable of killing a regular True Self Realm cultivator!
"Ox Demon Shattering Heaven!"
Accompanied by the roar of the Ox Demon, Chen Zhixing punched out, and billions of catties of force exploded instantly.
"Heaven-Presenting Lock!"
A flash of ferocity crossed Meng Changyuan’s eyes as he crossed his arms and pushed forward.
Bang——!!
With a dull thud, Meng Changyuan staggered backwards several steps, his blood and qi surging wildly.
"What terrifying strength."
He looked down at the clear fist mark on his arms, his face alternating between green and white.
Before he could adjust.
Chen Zhixing’s eyes turned grey and white.
A dead silent aura formed into a grey mist, spreading instantly from Chen Zhixing’s eyes, rapidly sweeping towards Meng Changyuan like fog and tide.
"What the hell is this?"
Meng Changyuan frowned, raising a large wind with his hand, attempting to disperse the mist.
However.
The mist seemed to not belong to this space, passing straight through the wind, attaching to Meng Changyuan’s arms.
Sssss.
In mere moments, the flesh of Meng Changyuan’s arms withered and shriveled rapidly.
"What power is this?!"
Meng Changyuan’s expression changed as he quickly retreated.
He glanced at his arms, once radiant with immortal light and full of flesh, now aged and shriveled to the extreme, bones faintly visible.
It was as if this hand had been instantly deprived of countless years of vitality.
"What kind of power isn’t important."
"What matters is that life and death cycle endlessly."
The grey and white deathly aura in Chen Zhixing’s eyes vanished, replaced by two black swastika seals.
"I live."
"You die!!"
In an instant, blinding white incandescent light erupted from the center of Chen Zhixing’s palm.
Rumble——!
Thunderous roars blasted out!
In the palm of Chen Zhixing’s hand, silver serpents danced, lightning and thunder flashed!
Innumerable flashes of lightning wove like giant serpents between his fingers, with endless thunder forming a terrifying thunder prison in his palm.
After the Silent Extinction Eye earlier.
Came the second great divine technique from the Celestial Chosen Protagonist Lin Feng, the Palm Thunder Prison!
Bang!!
Chen Zhixing stepped forward, instantly compressing a thousand feet of distance to an inch beneath his feet, appearing above Meng Changyuan.
He clutched a thunder prison, directly striking down towards Meng Changyuan’s head.
Meng Changyuan, feeling the blinding sensation brought by the Palm Thunder Prison, had all his pores immediately open wide.
"Longevity Technique: Infinite Moon!"
Without any hesitation, a murky white moonlight appeared in Meng Changyuan’s hands, which rapidly closed together, forming a rapidly spinning Infinite Light Shield!
However.
Before Chen Zhixing’s fist could fall.
Thud!!
Innumerable divine thoughts transformed into a giant hammer, smashing fiercely in his Sea of Consciousness.
Meng Changyuan let out a low pain-filled growl, and the light shield in his hands instantly shattered without opposition.
"Damn! A divine thought attack....."
Before he could finish his sentence.
Bang!!
Chen Zhixing’s fist had already slammed into Meng Changyuan’s chest.
The Ox Demon bellowed!
Thunder crackled explosively!
The surging, unparalleled thunder prison exploded on Meng Changyuan’s chest!
In an instant!
Meng Changyuan’s entire body was blasted backwards thousands of feet, his physical body nearly at the brink of collapse, then rapidly restructured, then again nearly at the brink of collapse!
After several cycles of this, Meng Changyuan finally ceased retreating.
Seeing his body, half-stepping into Nirvana, now like a patched-up ceramic doll, covered in cracks.
"Damn it!"
Meng Changyuan spat a mouthful of fresh blood, his teeth grinding with cracking sounds, his face both shocked and enraged.
Had he not already comprehended a trace of Nirvana power.
If it were any other True Self Ninth Layer, just that moment would have erased both body and soul!
"This guy, not only does his physical body and strength defy the heavens, he is also adept in strange divine thought attacks, and in addition, each of those divine techniques can be said to vie with the heavens for creation!"
"Just one person, yet how can he master so much?"
In disbelief, Meng Changyuan’s face no longer held its previous ease and elegance, instead turning a shade of dark steel.
"My father couldn’t match you, then let me try."
Chen Zhixing’s face remained calm, as he reached out to grasp at the void,
an ancient, rusty divine sword instantly appeared in his hand.
In the sky, countless pristine, transparent petals emerged, drifting down like snow.
"Flying Flower."
Chen Zhixing stepped forward, casually slashing down with the divine sword in his hand.
Bang bang bang!!
Brilliant sword rainbows slashed diagonally, horizontally, or vertically, tearing through the heavens and earth, slicing the void like a curtain, mightily heading towards Meng Changyuan!
"Sword Dao?! He even knows Sword Dao??!"
Meng Changyuan was first stunned, his eyes showing an incredible shock, then he kept countering, smashing those sword gleams to pieces.
He barely exhaled a breath.
When Chen Zhixing, who had been walking towards him from afar step by step, appeared above him once again.
"Flying Flower Sword Tao, Fleeting Beauty!"
Accompanied by Chen Zhixing’s deep voice echoing.
A terrifying sword radiance that occupied all of Meng Changyuan’s vision blasted forth in his pupils!!
Meng Changyuan’s face changed dramatically, and in an instant, he formed hand seals, directly casting a dozen defense Divine Techniques.
However.
Under this mighty sword radiance, like great rivers and the Immortal Waterfalls, all things with form were nothing but illusions, shattered completely!
This sword directly cleaved through Meng Changyuan’s seemingly immortal Nirvana body, nearly slicing him in half.
Blood and flesh flew, revealing stark white bones!
"What kind of monster is this?!!"
Meng Changyuan let out a roar, his face twisted, and for the first time, a trace of fear surged in his eyes.
He merely glanced at Chen Zhixing and then quickly retreated wildly backward!
"Futile and dying struggle."
Chen Zhixing shook his head, uttering just one word:
"Stop."
In an instant.
Everything between heaven and earth seemed to hit pause!
The floating dust, the rushing wind, and Meng Changyuan, who was retreating wildly.
Everything, all frozen in this moment!
Chen Zhixing took a step forward, advancing toward Meng Changyuan again.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!!
All around, the battles, the amazing war, continued unabated!
"Heaven-Cleaving Howling Moon!"
Dugu Ni fought against ten, with red demonic smoke floating in his eyes and boundless black demonic qi enveloping a radius of ten miles, forming a terrifying world of demonic qi!
In his hand, the Eye-obliterating Demon Sword continuously slashed wildly, each strike was the epitome of power, terrifying the True Self Elders of the Meng Family to the core.
Countless Meng Family True Self Elders were terrified to their core and even more filled with hatred.
If their dharma treasures hadn’t been stolen, how would they have ended up like lambs to the slaughter, utterly powerless to resist?
Behind Dugu Ni, a small figure moved at incredible speed, darting in and out, striking from unexpected angles with precision.
One Meng Family True Self Elder was momentarily relieved to survive a strike from Dugu Ni.
Then Hua Linghou suddenly emerged from the ground, grabbing the Meng Family True Self Elder’s ankle and dragging him into the earth.
A scream of anger and pain erupted.
Soon, a pool of blood spread and floated on the earth.
"Old Dugu rogue, with you and me, aren’t we invincible in the world?"
Hua Linghou chuckled gleefully.
Bang!
Dugu Ni slashed down a True Self Realm Elder with one strike, the demon eye on the sword hilt subtly rotating, instantly absorbing all the blood from that True Self Realm Elder.
"Really good at flattering yourself." Dugu Ni tugged the corners of his mouth expressionlessly.
On the other side.
Curse Seal Youth Chen Buqi had a bizarrely pale face, eyes hollow and dazed, surrounded by a sea of corpses and blood.
"So many sheep."
He turned his head toward a spot in the void beside him, forcing a smile onto his stiff face.
"Little sister, you’ll have your fill this time."
Further away.
Among the allied forces recruited by the Meng Family.
"Feel it, the taste of pain."
Chen Chou’er simply closed her eyes, spread her arms wide, as if embracing the world.
"I share my pain with you all."
Innumerable cultivators’ pupils reflected a phantom of a serpent.
Without Chen Chou’er lifting a finger, the group of cultivators suddenly collapsed and died, twitching on the ground, vomiting blood furiously.
Countless insects, snakes, ants, and bugs crawled out from their mouths, eyes, nostrils, and ears.
At this moment.
In the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, the situation outside the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands was completely reversed.
Whether the cultivators watching outside or disciples who had retreated into the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands, seeing this scene, their mouths gaped in shock to the extreme.
Just five people held off all of the Meng Family’s allied forces!!
"This... this is too outrageous?!"
"Terrifying! Each one of them is incredibly strong!!"
"That swordsman... seems like the Sword Demon of old!!"
"The Meng Family is about to be completely wiped out!"
"Meng Hedong is actually dead? Just like that? Wasn’t that bandaged man Meng Hedong’s lifelong friend? How did he end up with Xiao Ping?"
Various discussions erupted.
The reversal had come too quickly, with too much information!
Wave after wave!
They were at the point where even they couldn’t keep up with the discussion.
In the end.
All discussions came to an abrupt halt.
Whether it was the Celestial Wave disciples or the watching loose cultivators, they all focused their gaze on Chen Zhixing.
"Look quickly! That Meng Family’s ninth dragon, Meng Changyuan, is on the verge of collapse!"
"My god! This Celestial Wave Divine Son, just from his aura, seems to be only at the True Self Sixth Layer? Yet he’s suppressing Meng Changyuan, who’s half a step into the Nirvana Realm?"
"Unheard of, unseen! Such strength is unrecorded in ancient history!!"
"Throughout history, in the Nirvana First Realm. Who could possess such power as the Celestial Wave Divine Son?"
"Forget the Celestial Wave Divine Son, he’s the Third Young Master of the Ziwei Chen Family! Chen Zhixing!!"
"Wasn’t it rumored before that the Third Young Master of the Ziwei Chen Family was an unlearned wastrel? Is this called unlearned?"
"Hiss—! If the Celestial Wave Divine Son really is that Ziwei Chen Family Third Young Master, doesn’t that make his status supremely noble?"
"One person standing behind two top-level Dao lineages!"
Amidst the shock of countless people.
An elder seemed to recall something, suddenly speaking softly:
"You may have forgotten the most terrifying aspect, which is that from the time Chen Zhixing, the Third Young Master of the Ziwei Chen Family, appeared until now, it’s only been thirteen years."