Dashing Student-Chapter 1142: True Strength
Deacon Qian released his aura without any restraint, revealing himself to be a Great Cultivator at the Eighth Layer of the Golden Core Realm!
This level of cultivation made Chen Nan’s complexion change, and he was incredibly shocked. With such strength, why was he just an Outer Door Steward?
Additionally, he looked like a middle-aged man with a paunch, completely lacking the demeanor of a master.
But at this moment, his gaze became sharp, and a purple flame rose from his body, subtly forming a ghostly face above his head.
"Chen Han, I know you’re a genius, but some of the things you’ve done are too much, like a malignant tumor. I will cut you out now."
A fierce light flashed in Deacon Qian’s eyes, he pointed to the center of his own forehead, and the flames on his body suddenly intensified, launching out a copper bell from within them.
The purple flames were strange and dangerous, and the copper bell they summoned looked ancient, etched with complex and archaic patterns. As Deacon Qian performed a sealing technique with one hand, the copper bell began to tremble slightly.
Clang!
A grand, prolonged sound echoed like the deep chime of a temple bell, and birds formed of fire emerged densely from within the copper bell, rushing towards Chen Nan!
The firebirds were purple too, carrying an eerie aura as if they had come from the Netherworld.
A heatwave rushed at him, and Chen Nan’s face changed, but he thought to himself that with two types of Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire, could he not fend off a flock of firebirds?
In the next moment, the firebirds engulfed him. The Heaven-Burning Flame appeared on his body surface, attempting to ward off the birds’ corrosion, but the intense pain still coursed through his body.
Moreover, the pain directly affected his Divine Soul, making him feel as if his soul was being scorched by the fire!
"Not good, it’s Spiritual Fire!"
"Heaven-Burning Transformation!"
The intense pain twisted Chen Nan’s expression; his body suddenly expanded, and golden flames surfaced on his body.
Even the Mo Ying Flame surged out at this moment, solely to block those firebirds.
The Heaven-Burning Flame and Mo Ying Flame merged, forming a tremendous wave of fire, drowning all the firebirds.
Even though he blocked this strike, Chen Nan was already somewhat breathless, and his soul experienced phantom pains. He was very surprised: "If I’m not mistaken, this should be the Netherworld Karmic Fire, right?"
Netherworld Karmic Fire ranks eighth among the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fires, directly affecting the Divine Soul, ranking even higher than Chen Nan’s Mo Ying Flame.
"Impressive knowledge." Deacon Qian sneered coldly and continued, "Today, I’ll use the Netherworld Karmic Fire to bury you, this genius!"
Clang clang clang...
He performed sealing techniques with both hands, and the copper bell above his head kept emitting impact sounds. The visible sound waves spread out like ripples, violently shaking Chen Nan’s Divine Soul.
Meanwhile, clusters of Netherworld Karmic Fire appeared in the sky, falling like a fiery rain.
Chen Nan raised a mana shield, but it was directly shattered by the fire rain, crashing onto him. The scorching flames attached to his Divine Soul, causing damage to his soul.
He couldn’t hold on for much longer at this rate. Helplessly, Chen Nan flicked his hand, and a black shadow flew out abruptly, rushing instantly in front of Deacon Qian.
It was a corpse puppet with a blank expression!
Since obtaining the corpse puppet in the Great Swamp, Chen Nan seldom used it because each time the puppet acted, it consumed many Spirit Stones, which he was reluctant to expend.
But this time he hit a tough opponent, and despite the heartache, he could only use the corpse puppet.
The puppet raised its leg, whipping it fiercely towards Deacon Qian like a whip, causing the air to explode with a sharp friction sound, making even Deacon Qian’s expression change slightly.
"It seems you have quite a few treasures on you; I’m lucky to have come in person, otherwise I would have missed out?"
Deacon Qian gathered mana on one side of his body like a translucent shield; the corpse puppet’s leg struck the shield hard, causing cracks to appear on it.
Even without the ability to perform magic, the puppet’s strength was astonishing.
Deacon Qian snorted coldly, unleashing a palm strike, the blazing fire condensed into a burning handprint that slammed onto the puppet’s chest.
The puppet flew backwards, crashing heavily into the ground, kicking up dust, with its chest already scorched.
Although the puppet’s attack mode was singular, its body was almost indestructible, so this level of damage was nothing for it.
But when the puppet stood up, its murky eyes were a bit dazed, the lingering remnant soul within nearly burned away by the Netherworld Karmic Fire.
"Netherworld Sword!"
With a shout of anger, Deacon Qian soared, standing in mid-air, pointing forward, prompting a massive surge of purple flames from the copper bell above his head.
The flames rapidly condensed into a burning giant sword in the blink of an eye, shooting forward.
He understood that a corpse puppet was no threat; his Netherworld Karmic Fire was particularly effective against Divine Souls, and after a few uses, the puppet would lose control. Hence, eliminating Chen Nan took priority.
For some reason, although there was a huge gap in cultivation between him and Chen Nan, there was still a vague sense of concern in his heart, and he even sensed a thread of crisis from Chen Nan. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
The burning giant sword came whistling with such terrifying high temperatures that the space around it warped, and scorching heat waves surged forth.
"Come back!"
Chen Nan knew he couldn’t recklessly confront it, as damaging his soul was a price too steep. With a sharp gesture, the distant puppet shot over to stand in front of him.
With a hiss, the giant sword pierced the puppet’s body directly, with flames raging at the wound, scorching away the wisp of soul left within the puppet.
The puppet lost control completely, and Chen Nan’s heart sank abruptly. He immediately invoked the Nabing Lotus Heart, sending seven longswords flying out and landing on the ground, immediately forming the Star Constellation Sword Formation.
Chen Nan never would have guessed that such a powerful cultivator would willingly serve as an Outer Door Steward, so he miscalculated.
Not only was Deacon Qian’s cultivation formidable, but the Netherworld Karmic Fire in his hands was endlessly variable. If he had known earlier, he would have quickly left after killing the assassins instead of staying here.
"Sword formation?" Deacon Qian’s eyes gleamed, looking at Chen Nan as if seeing a treasure, laughing wildly: "Haha, Chen Han, you’ve really given me too many surprises."
Whether it was the puppet or the sword formation, they were extremely valuable, and for them both to appear simultaneously on Chen Nan, how could Deacon Qian not be thrilled?
After all, in his view, Chen Nan was merely struggling to survive at this point.
"Netherworld Arrow Rain!"
He spread his arms, and the copper bell atop rang again, spewing dense flame arrows that transformed into a sky-filled rain of arrows, as if to engulf everything below in this fiery storm!
