Dashing Student-Chapter 541 , Overestimating Oneself

Time slipped through the fingers like fine sand, silently and slowly passing by.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour quietly elapsed.

In the night sky, heavy clouds hung like a vast curtain, tightly concealing the bright moon.

The wild wind roared unrestrained like feral horses, emitting a series of piercing shrieks throughout the heaven and earth.

Scattered raindrops, as if weapons carried by the fierce wind, spattered down intermittently, hitting the ground with a series of close-packed and crisp "patter" sounds.

As if to prelude the imminent, wicked battle.

Inside the deserted factory, Chen Nan sat quietly on the ground, his expression calm as still water, revealing no ripples, making it difficult to glimpse into his heart.

Suddenly.

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He slowly opened his deep, abyss-like eyes, and a flash of cold light flickered from the depths, like a chilling lightning bolt across the night sky, sending shivers down the spine.

At the same time.

His lips curled into a faint smile, forming an arc that was almost imperceptible, with a hint of anticipation for the impending battle and a trace of disdain for his foes.

"At last, they have arrived!" he murmured softly, his voice deep and powerful, echoing in the vast emptiness of the factory.

His gaze pierced the darkness, fixating on the entrance to the factory.

Four figures emerged slowly from the darkness, each step carrying a chilling presence.

These four men were so tall that they were almost deformed, their skeletal outlines jutting starkly beneath their pallid skin, as if they might burst through their flesh at any moment.

Their faces were devoid of color, displaying a deathly pale hue, and the corners of their cracked lips parted slightly to reveal yellowing and uneven teeth, as though ready to devour at any moment.

Their eyes were like two bottomless pits, utterly dark, void of any light, seemingly capable of sucking one's soul into an endless abyss.

Wisps of black mist, as if alive, wafted slowly around them.

Everywhere they went, the air was pervaded with a stench of decay, as if even the air were being corroded by this evil force.

With every step, their bodies emitted a slight "creak," akin to an old wooden door swaying in the wind, a sound as if from the depths of hell, sending chills down one's spine.

Behind those four sinister figures, an old man with white hair and beard appeared slowly.

Though his frame was small, he stood as firm as an ancient tree rooted for a thousand years in the wild wind, utterly unmoved by its fury.

However, within his seemingly frail body was a chilling power.

Especially his eyes, which were like two ghostly flames in the cold night, the sporadic glint that they emitted sent shivers up one's spine, as if they could see through every shred of fear in a person's heart.

And beside the old man stood an old acquaintance of Chen Nan—Han Lu.

Her figure was graceful, her face lovely, but now she exuded a coldness that was starkly different from before.

"Lin Yu didn't come, quite a disappointment," Chen Nan's voice resounded in the wind-whipped old factory, carrying a hint of light mockery yet unable to conceal the sense of powerless rising quietly in his heart.

He had been looking forward to Lin Yu showing up in this confrontation, longing to personally seek justice for his father.

But it now seemed that Lin Yu was more cautious than he had thought.

Wu Yin's gaze was sharp as a knife, staring intently at Chen Nan, his brows flashing with confusion for a moment, as if trying to decipher what this young man was plotting.

Following that, his aged and hoarse voice slowly began to sound: "Did you deliberately wait here for us?"

Chen Nan's mouth corners slightly upturned, revealing a hint of cold laughter, brimming with disdain for Wu Yin.

He spoke in an unhurried manner: "Otherwise?"

These brief three words, however, were like a sharpened blade, piercing directly toward Wu Yin's heart.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yin's face instantly darkened as though it were the night sky's overcast clouds.

He let out a deep, cold snort, a surge of intense anger welling up in his chest.

As the second Elder of the Poisonous Insect Sect, he had a formidable reputation in Jianghu.

Yet, he had never anticipated falling into this young man's carefully set trap, which was a great provocation to his self-esteem.

Xu Lu's face was also full of surprise. Clearly, Chen Nan knew that they had been secretly monitoring him all along, and precisely because of this, he led them right into his trap.

Of course, that's irrelevant!

What matters is, Chen Nan is doomed not to survive tonight.

Even if this fellow has terrifying combat strength, could it possibly match that of the Poisonous Insect Sect's Elder?

Suppressing the rage in his heart, Wu Yin coldly spoke: "Kid, even if you intentionally lured us here, so what? By yourself, can you actually make any waves?"

"I advise you to be sensible. Hand over the Poisonous Insect Sect's legacy item, and in doing so, this old man might still leave you an intact corpse!"

"Otherwise, you will endure the torment of thousands of insects devouring your flesh!"

He slightly raised his hand, and the Four Great Vajra behind him instantly tensed up, readying themselves to strike, their sinister aura growing thicker, seemingly ready to engulf the entire abandoned factory.

"Why do you defy the ancestral teachings and refuse to acknowledge my existence?" Chen Nan shook his head helplessly, his brows filled with puzzlement.

Wu Yin snorted: "You are but an outsider, even if by chance you killed the traitor Yang Ji and obtained the Poisonous Insect Sect Leader Token, what right do you have to become the Sect Leader of our Poisonous Insect Sect?"

"Don't tell me you naïvely think that just anyone who gets their hands on the Poisonous Insect Sect Leader Token could sit on the Sect Leader's throne?"

"Hand over the Sect Leader Token immediately, or I will make sure you neither live nor die at ease!"

Chen Nan's gaze swept across the Four Great Vajra like a sharp, cold knife, as if it could see right through them.

He remained calm and composed, slowly standing up, a smile hinting at something deeper emerging on his face: "Wu Yin, do you really think you can take my life simply by relying on these puppets? It's utterly delusional!"

"If you want to die that much, then this Elder will fulfill your wish!" Wu Yin was utterly enraged by Chen Nan's words, veins on his face bulging like twisted centipedes, presenting a frightening sight.

His hands moved swiftly, his fingers dancing through eerie and complex signs, muttering under his breath.

As he moved, a black mist emanated from around him, where countless Gu Insects could be faintly seen rolling and wriggling, emitting a chilling "buzzing" sound.

In an instant.

The Four Great Vajra, like activated terror machines, emitted an even more potent aura of death.

Their skin began to crack, black fluids seeping from the fissures, turning into strands of black smoke that wildly drifted in the wind.

Their eyes flickered with a sinister red glow, akin to the Netherworld Fire from the depths of Hell, cold and malevolent.

Chen Nan also slightly knitted his brows, a look of solemn seriousness flashing in his eyes!

The strength of these Four Great Vajra was much more terrifying than he had imagined.