Chapter 196: Chapter 188: Arrival of the Dark Division! 3rd Young Master of the Ziwei Chen Family! (Two-in-One)_2
Now that Dugu Ni has fully restored his cultivation, he will become the strongest trump card under his command!
"Young Master, the Patriarch and the others encountered a bit of trouble on the road."
Dugu Ni chuckled and said:
"But it doesn’t matter, that little trouble won’t stop the Patriarch and them, they’ll be here soon enough."
"Hmm." Chen Zhixing nodded.
Several people conversed.
"Junior Brother Xiao, this is...?"
Li Ran asked in a low, trembling voice.
The sudden appearance of several people, all exuding terrifying auras.
Except for that pale youth, the other two were long immersed in the True Self Realm!
Especially that old man with a sword on his back, merely emanating sword pressure gave her a feeling of needles against her back!
"Senior Sister Li, let our Celestial Wave Sacred Lands’ people withdraw."
Chen Zhixing smiled slightly at Li Ran, then turned his gaze towards the Meng Family cultivators.
"I’ll take over this battle."
Took a deep breath.
"Dugu Ni, Hua Linghou, I’m handing them over to you." Chen Zhixing said.
"Gladly!"
Dugu Ni laughed loudly, his gaze moved to the tens of True Self Realm cultivators from the Meng Family, and demonic fire began to rise in his eyes!
"It’s been so long... so long..."
"Since I last fought with all my strength!!!"
Boom—!
As the words fell.
Countless vein-like lines, instantly spread from the vertical eye position of the demon sword, along Dugu Ni’s hand, upwards, covering half of his body in an instant!
Ssss!
Dugu Ni’s aura began to wildly surge at this moment!
Strands of red demon smoke drifted from his eyes.
In the next moment.
He stepped forward, bent down, forming an arched posture for a charge.
His right hand, five fingers slowly gripped the sword hilt.
"True Meaning of Sword Drawing Skill: Heaven-Slaying Charge!!!"
Boom!
Instantly, Dugu Ni transformed into a red line across the heavens, slashing towards the True Self Realm cultivators of the Meng Family.
The vast sky instantly split in half!
"Dugu Ni, wait for me!"
Hua Linghou laughed out loud and similarly transformed into an escape light, charging towards the group of Meng Family’s True Self Realm cultivators!
"Damn it!"
The Meng Family’s True Self Realm Elders’ expressions changed immediately, they all struck to resist the two.
In an instant, a great battle erupted!
Meanwhile, Chen Zhixing withdrew his gaze, looking towards the moving black Palace in the sky.
He could feel it.
From the moment he appeared.
In that black Palace, there was always a gaze locked onto him.
"Magnificent, truly magnificent."
"Who would have thought the Third Young Master of the Ziwei Chen Family’s Third Peak would humble himself to come to Celestial Wave Sacred Lands and become the Celestial Wave Divine Son."
A light laugh suddenly echoed in the moving black Palace.
Soon after.
A middle-aged man with a pale face and no beard emerged step by step from the black Palace.
This middle-aged man looked about thirty years old, yet his full head of gray hair draped down, and in the opening and closing of his eyes, terrifying sun rising and moon setting visions appeared!
On the surface of his skin, a glow of Flying Immortal surrounded him, making him appear like a Banished Immortal from the heavens!
"Meng Family’s Ninth Son, Meng Changyuan!"
In the distance, a spectator cultivator shouted out the name in surprise.
Meng Family’s Nine Sons like dragons!
Meng Changyuan, he is the ninth and last dragon!
This person was born fifty years ago, separated by hundreds of years from the other eight sons’ cultivation years.
Thus, this person is also the lowest in cultivation among the Meng Family’s Nine Sons.
But!
Meng Changyuan is, among the Nine Sons, the strongest of his era!
In just fifty years of cultivation, his cultivation reached the True Self Ninth Layer Peak!
And in the recent East Profound Domain competition, he overshadowed all competitors to claim first in the East Profound Domain!
It can be said.
In the eyes of everyone, Meng Changyuan is the strongest dragon among Meng Family’s Nine Dragons!
As long as he is given time, surpassing the previous Meng Family Dragon Sons is simply inevitable!
High above.
Meng Changyuan stepped, causing ripple after ripple of the Great Tao, from within the black Palace.
"Who would have thought that that useless Chen Tianliang could give birth to such a Qilin Child."
"I must say, you are stronger than your father back then."
Meng Changyuan lowered his head, looking at Chen Zhixing, with a hint of interested expression in his eyes.
Just moments ago.
A figure dressed in black suddenly traversed the void, bringing the shocking news that this so-called Celestial Wave Divine Son Xiao Ping is actually Chen Zhixing, the son of the Ziwei Chen Family’s Third Peak!
After delivering this brief message, the figure swiftly departed.
This revelation stirred Meng Changyuan, who had been waiting for the perfect moment to strike with a lethal blow, prompting him to step out from the palace.
As Meng Changyuan’s words faded.
A commotion arose among the crowd.
"What?! The Celestial Wave Divine Son is the Third Young Master of the Ziwei Chen Family?"
A chorus of disbelief echoed.
"Do you know my father?" Chen Zhixing, upon having his identity exposed, abandons further pretense and asks with a furrowed brow.
"Of course I know him."
Meng Changyuan responds with a sarcastic grin:
"Do you know the source of your father’s reversed illness?"
Chen Zhixing’s eyes gradually narrow upon hearing this.
Without waiting for Chen Zhixing to reply, Meng Changyuan laughs and continues:
"During the East Profound Domain Grand Competition years ago, although your father wasn’t my match, he stubbornly forced a breakthrough to battle me, just to secure resources for the Chen Family."
"Tell me, was your father foolish or not?"
"In the end, not only did he fail to surpass me, but he also left himself with the reversed illness injury on his Great Tao Foundation."
As he speaks, a look of regret appears on Meng Changyuan’s face.
"It’s a pity that I didn’t disregard the rules and kill your father right there on the stage."
"That way, there wouldn’t be a little bastard like you today."
"Is that so?" Chen Zhixing’s slender eyes narrow further, a cold, murderous intent gradually surfacing in them.
Never did he expect.
The root cause of Chen Tianliang’s damaged Great Tao Foundation, hindering his cultivation progress forever, was right here.
"Oh? Even after this revelation, you remain calm?"
Meng Changyuan chuckles and suggests:
"How about this, you, like your father, cripple your own Great Tao Foundation, and then kneel before Dong’er to atone, serving him as a slave for a hundred years, and today’s battle shall end."
"What do you think?"
"Kneel and atone?" Chen Zhixing’s lips twitch slightly, revealing a mocking smile.
"Even if I wanted to, I’m afraid Meng Hedong wouldn’t get the chance."
Bang!
A white-haired figure, wrapped in bandages, emerges from the void behind Chen Zhixing.
"Hmm?"
Meng Changyuan glances at this figure, his expression subtly changing, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.
This person.
He’s seen them before!
Meng Hedong once brought this person back to the family, claiming him to be his best brother!
Yet, now this person appears here, standing alongside that Chen Family brat...
Snyk!
The white-haired figure retrieves a cloth sack from his waist and, expressionless, tosses it onto the ground.
A grey-white head with wide-open eyes rolls out from the sack onto the ground.
Countless cultivators observing from afar display shocked expressions.
"Meng... Meng Hedong?! Meng Hedong is dead?!"
Those Elders of the Meng Family, crazily suppressed by Dugu Ni, are further infuriated by the scene.
"Dong’er?!!!"
Instantly, Meng Changyuan’s expression changes drastically, he looks up sharply at Chen Zhixing and Chen Chou’er.
In just a moment, he understands everything.
"You seek death!!!"
Meng Changyuan is utterly enraged, his eyes flashing with overwhelming murderous intent.
If Meng Hedong were merely crippled, there’d still be a glimmer of hope!
But with Meng Hedong dead, it signifies that the Meng Family has utterly lost the chance to revalidate their understanding of Longevity!
The next moment.
Boom—!!!
An imposing aura of True Self Ninth Layer Peak, faintly accompanied by the essence of Nirvana Realm, suddenly surges from Meng Changyuan’s body.
"Half-Step Nirvana?" Chen Zhixing’s eyes flash.
Puff.
He thrusts his hand out, shoving Chen Chou’er forcefully aside.
Suddenly, Meng Changyuan is right before them, reaching out to grab Chen Chou’er!
Missing his grasp, Meng Changyuan’s expression remains unchanged, he switches his attack, now horizontally shoving a palm at Chen Zhixing.
Amidst his fingers, countless dazzling fairy lights converge, forming a storm within his palm!
"Come at me!"
Chen Zhixing roars, pulling back his right arm, and throws a punch.
A terrifying force akin to moving mountains and capturing hundreds of peaks surges forth instantly.
Boom—!!!
As fists and palms collide, a deafening explosion erupts!
The earth trembles wildly, and the Sect Protection Array of Celestial Wave Sacred Lands is triggered, creating ripples.
Countless cultivators cover their ears, their expressions pained as they crouch down.
And Chen Zhixing, in the blink of an eye, transforms his attack, delivering hundreds of punches within fractions of a second!