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Chapter 486

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"Zhiyang, you don't look well." Zhenyang Sect's First Elder's eyes flashed as if he could see through Gu Zhiyang's body.

"Yes." Gu Zhiyang nodded and did not explain. He was ashamed that he couldn't defeat Chen Zong and had to use a Minor True Yang Bomb in the end.

He didn't want others to know about this. Chen Zong must have been killed by that Minor True Yang Bomb.

With Chen Zongzheng's identity as the Sword Son, he should have been able to obtain the Small Thunderbolt Sword Qi Bomb as his trump card. However, it was also a one-time use Pseudo Spiritual Tool with a large area of effect, so it was unable to withstand the power of the Small True Yang Explosive Bullet.

Chen Zong was most likely going to die.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Zong's death was certain. Unfortunately, Chen Zong's body refinement cultivation was profound, and because of certain reasons, he possessed an extremely powerful self-healing ability. Moreover, he had the Thousand Year Treeheart. With all these advantages, Chen Zong was able to survive.

Gu Zhiyang returned to his cave residence and took out another elixir, preparing to cultivate in seclusion for a while.



Chen Zong stood at the top of a mountain that was hundreds of meters tall. He glanced around and saw a river at the foot of the mountain. The waves surged like a huge white dragon and stretched for thousands of miles.

This mountain and river separated Tianjiang Prefecture and Wanluo Prefecture.

The sun was setting in the west, and the remaining red light shone on the horizon. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the earth, creating a beautiful scene.

Suddenly, Chen Zong's face turned cold, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

At that moment, Chen Zong felt as if he was being stared at. The stare was very short, and it lasted for less than a hundredth of a second. Other four-star or five-star combatants might not be able to sense it, but Chen Zong, who had a high realm, felt it.

It was not an illusion.

Under the Divine Reflection Profound Realm, the gaze that was filled with killing intent caused the dust to fluctuate and change, which Chen Zong grasped.

Who was it?

Chen Zong felt his hair stand on end when he stared at him for a moment. That meant that the owner of the stare was a master whom he could not compete with.

Chen Zong didn't know who it was, nor did he know what was going on. But he was sure that a master had his eyes on him, and he didn't come with good intentions.

However, Chen Zong was vigilant. The sharpness in his eyes disappeared in a flash. He continued to look into the distance as if he had not noticed anything. However, his left hand had already grabbed the Small Thunderbolt Sword Qi Ball and hid it in his sleeve.

Spreading his body, Chen Zong leaped into the air like a giant bird and rapidly descended the mountain. He was prepared to cross the mountain and the river and officially enter the territory of the Wanluo Residence.

As Chen Zong's figure unfolded, a figure suddenly appeared from several hundred meters away. Like an arrow leaving the bowstring, the figure flew over in less than a tenth of a second, crossing the distance of several hundred meters to kill him.

The seemingly corporeal killing intent surged forth like a torrent, completely engulfing Chen Zong.

Under this murderous intent, Chen Zong felt his hair stand on end. All the pores on his body opened up, as if they were electrocuted by a strong electric current. A chill seeped into his body, freezing his Pure Yang Blood Qi and tyrannical True Power.

The murderous intent was so strong that it was even stronger than Underworld Raven and Long Xinchen's.

A trace of blood-red light bloomed in an instant, like a meteor breaking through the sky.

Fast!

Fast!

Fast!

Ice-cold murderous intent!

Tyrannical aura!

Death suddenly descended upon him.

But the current Chen Zong was no longer the Chen Zong from before. He would be paralyzed by this murderous aura.

In an instant, without any hesitation, Chen Zong made his move. The Small Thunderbolt Sword Qi in his left hand shot out towards the figure that had turned into a blood-red light.

The blood-red light was extremely fast, but so was Chen Zong's move. In less than a hundredth of a second, they closed in on each other. Then, the silver light exploded, and countless silver sword Qi shot out, piercing through the sky and covering a radius of two hundred meters.

It was as if a giant monster covered in silver thorns had suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Chen Zong's figure fell rapidly, and his two swords turned into countless sword lights that circled in front of him. All the defensive power was activated to the extreme.

Under the circumstances where he was prepared, Chen Zong was not affected much. He resisted all the attacks. However, the person who suddenly attacked did not have it easy. He was directly hit by the sword Qi of the Small Thunderbolt Sword Qi.

After landing on the ground, Chen Zong stared at the Small Thunderbolt Sword Qi Bomb that had exploded.

He did not know if this Small Thunderbolt Sword Qi ball could kill his opponent; after all, the power of the Small Thunderbolt Sword Qi ball was on the level of a Pseudo Transcendent, and the person who attacked was most likely a Pseudo Transcendent Realm master.

After a few breaths of time, the silver sword Qi dissipated, and a curled up figure appeared in mid-air. His aura was chaotic, obviously he was seriously injured.

That figure was wearing a blood-red robe, and the robe seemed to be in tatters.

His four limbs were spread out, revealing a very ordinary middle-aged man's face. His face was pale, and blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth. His eyes flashed with an extremely cold murderous intent as he locked onto Chen Zong.

Chen Zong's body tensed up, as if he was being held by an invisible force, his bones and muscles tensing to the extreme.

Chen Zong circulated all the power in his body, and it was like a great river rushing through his body, giving off thunderous sounds. A deep blue light flashed, and the Star Scar Dual Swords appeared in his hands. Chen Zong stared back at his opponent without fear.

This was indeed a Pseudo Transcendent Realm master.

Chen Zong did not know when he had provoked this person. Of course, it was not necessarily because he had provoked him, perhaps there were other reasons.

"Die!" The middle-aged man let out a low roar, his body trembling as he once again transformed into a blood-red streak.

However, compared to before, his speed was obviously much slower.

"Die!" With a loud shout, the two swords transformed into dark blue streaks of light, leaving behind meteor-like streaks in the air.

It was like a dark blue meteor shower, bringing with it an astonishing sharpness and overbearingness as it blasted towards his opponent.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Zong was not an opponent of a Pseudo Transcendent Realm master.

One had to know that only those whose combat strength reached Seven Star could be called a Pseudo Transcendent, and Chen Zong's combat strength was only at the late Four-Star stage. The gap between him and a Seven-Star master was like a chasm.

However, at this moment, this Pseudo Transcendent Realm master was seriously injured; after all, in the process of resisting the Little Thunderbolt Sword Qi Bullet, he had been hit by many Sword Qi attacks. Being able to survive was already an extraordinary feat.

Even so, the sword-light from Chen Zong's twin swords was completely destroyed by the blood-red light upon contact. The blood-red light continued to press forward.

Chen Zong used both swords to parry the attack. Amidst the terrifying force, Chen Zong was sent flying.

The middle-aged man waved his right hand repeatedly, and streaks of blood-red light tore through the sky. They were so densely packed that they were like a terrifying blood-red hurricane. Everywhere they passed, the ground shattered inch by inch, and they wanted to mince Chen Zong into pieces of flesh and blood.

Even if he was seriously injured, the strength of a Pseudo Transcendent Realm master was still terrifying.

"But, that doesn't mean I can't fight," Chen Zong took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

There was no doubt that the pressure this injured Pseudo Transcendent Realm master brought to Chen Zong was not inferior to that of the Underworld Crow in the Heavenly Cloud Sealed World. However, the current Chen Zong was also much stronger than when he was in the Heavenly Cloud Sealed World.

Stimulating the power of the Star Scar Dual Swords, a brilliant dark blue light flowed between them as Chen Zong's Essence, Qi, and Soul became one. In an instant, a feeling of sublimation arose.

Second Stage Illumination Profound Realm!

Originally, Chen Zong had already reached the peak of the first stage, but now, under tremendous pressure, he had broken through.

The first level of the Illumination Profound Realm allowed Chen Zong to subtly discern the movement of particles in the air. The second level was an extension of this foundation, and it was even more subtle. It was so subtle that Chen Zong could more accurately discern weaknesses and flaws.

In his perception, the blood-red hurricane that was strangling towards him carried an incomparably terrifying power, almost suffocating Chen Zong. Resisting this pressure that was like the hand of a death god, Chen Zong pushed his perception to the extreme, gradually identifying the strengths and weaknesses of the blood-red hurricane with the help of the second stage of the Illumination Profound Realm.

This kind of attack was both strong and weak, and they combined together. The strong would cover the weak, and the weak would connect with the strong.

Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult to find the weak points, but Chen Zong's realm was very high, especially after reaching the second stage of the Illumination Profound Realm. His grasp of the weaknesses and flaws had greatly increased.

Under Chen Zong's superb perception, several weak points in the blood-red hurricane gradually appeared.

Sword Strike!

The extremely fast sword light with astonishing sharpness pierced through the air and instantly hit several weak points in the blood-red hurricane. From a distance, it looked like many dark blue stars were streaking across, and the blood-red hurricane was forced to stop and then dissipated.

The pale-faced middle-aged man was slightly startled, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Although he was severely injured and could not exert much of his strength, the attack just now was at least at the peak of the four-star level, and yet it was broken by his opponent.

Unbelievable.

After reaching the second stage of the Illumination Profound Realm, Chen Zong's battle strength did not increase much, but his fighting ability had obviously increased. It was even more obvious that he had defeated a stronger opponent.

After defeating the blood-red hurricane, Chen Zong took the initiative to attack the middle-aged man with his sword. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the middle-aged man was severely injured to kill him in case he recovered from his injuries and came back to kill him.

At close range, the two swords were violent, each of them extremely powerful. The battle strength of the late four-star level also brought a lot of pressure to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man held a blood-red dagger in his hand, which was extremely sharp. It was also a third-level pseudo-spiritual weapon, exuding a shocking bloody aura.

The middle-aged man's martial arts were even more strange. He would often attack from a blind spot, making it impossible to guard against.

Under the pressure of death, Chen Zong's spirit and willpower became even more concentrated, as though it was about to rise to a higher level. The unhindered willpower that appeared in the past appeared once again, the unhindered True Power surged endlessly, appearing extremely sharp. The unhindered sword technique's power also increased, becoming even more tyrannical.

He forgot everything and focused on the two swords. There was only one goal in front of him.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

The middle-aged man frowned. He had thought that he could easily kill his opponent, but he did not expect such an unforeseen event. Now that he was in a bitter battle, his injuries worsened and became more serious, affecting his ability to exert his strength.

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