Peerless Dragon Sovereign-Chapter 648: Frenzied Escape

The True Martial Holy Hall suppressed him, and Qiu Huang, at the peak of the Ninth Heaven, exploded into flesh and blood mist on the spot.

Indeed, the gap in cultivation between Chu Nan and Qiu Huang was insurmountable, but Chu Nan had both the True Martial Holy Hall and the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall. Moreover, Qiu Huang’s true form was within the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, akin to willingly stepping into a trap.

Controlling two heavenly-grade Spirit Martial weapons with a Cloud Sea Realm cultivation is akin to a child wielding a Big Hammer, but compared to heavenly-grade Spirit Martial, Qiu Huang at the peak of the Ninth Heaven was also just a child.

Both the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall and True Martial Holy Hall are heavenly-grade Spirit Martial weapons, considered the top quality of Spirit Martial in the lower realm. Only powerful beings of the Heavenless Realm were capable of handling heavenly-grade Spirit Martial before the realms split.

With Cloud Sea Realm cultivation, it was improbable to control even holy or imperial grade, let alone heavenly-grade Spirit Martial.

If not for the split of the realms, leaving many powerful treasures stranded in the Celestial Crossing Realm, there would be no chance for Chu Nan, Qiu Huang, and Lu Daochang to aspire for Celestial Martial.

Take the True Martial Holy Hall, for example. Before the realms split, even if Chu Nan joined the Ancestor Sect and showcased talent more terrifying and formidable than now, obtaining recognition from the True Martial Holy Hall, he still wouldn’t qualify to wield the heavenly-grade Spirit Martial True Martial Holy Hall.

The terrifying power of the heavenly-grade Spirit Martial, in Chu Nan’s hands, could only be slightly exploited.

Now Qiu Huang, trapped within the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, was like a lamb waiting for slaughter, bound by chains. How could he contend with Chu Nan?

Chu Nan didn’t need to fight Qiu Huang directly; he only needed to leverage the strength of the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall to crush Qiu Huang to death.

Watching as Qiu Huang’s body turned into blood mist, Chu Nan didn’t believe he was dead.

Sure enough, within a few breaths, the dispersed blood mist rapidly gathered, and Qiu Huang’s body was restored, unharmed but looking grim.

At the instant he was crushed into blood mist by the True Martial Holy Hall, Qiu Huang used the last drop of the Nine Transformation Vitality Liquid, successfully pulling himself back from the brink of death.

After recovering, Qiu Huang looked at Chu Nan with unprecedented wariness.

He didn’t expect Chu Nan to refine the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall so quickly, nor did he expect that the refined Desolate Ancient Holy Hall would make Chu Nan so formidable, effortlessly shattering his body.

Desperation!

Since the realms split, this was the first time Qiu Huang had sunk so deeply into desperation.

Having lived close to ten thousand years, he now felt death creeping in little by little. The person to kill him was Chu Nan, someone he could previously toy with.

Thinking of this, Qiu Huang was even more shattered, for the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall should have been his, the person standing in Chu Nan’s place should be him.

Intense indignation made him grip the Holy Martial Scythe tightly, his eyes filled with eerie black light, and the aura of death began to spread.

"Chu Nan, you may have won this time, but the days ahead are long. Sooner or later, I will reclaim the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall!"

The rationality for survival told Qiu Huang that fighting Chu Nan now was unwise. He should immediately leave the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall and devise a long-term plan. So after leaving that message, he decisively turned to leave.

"Qiu Huang, you can’t escape this Desolate Ancient Holy Hall!" Seeing Qiu Huang flee the inheritance space, Chu Nan immediately pursued with the Dragon Beast and Lu Daochang.

Qiu Huang was at the peak of the Ninth Heaven, capable of defeating a powerful Martial Artist like Lu Daochang. If such a Martial Artist were to escape, it would definitely pose endless trouble later.

Within the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, Chu Nan could use its power to crush his enemies.

But if he left for the outside, even with control of two heavenly-grade Spirit Martial weapons, he could do nothing to Qiu Huang.

After all, outside, Chu Nan’s cultivation wouldn’t activate the power of heavenly-grade Spirit Martial, instead placing him in a passive position.

"Elder Zhenwu, we must not let Qiu Huang escape. This guy has plotted for so many years and will not give up on the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall. He will definitely find a way to deal with you, so he must be killed here!" Lu Daochang said urgently, following Chu Nan.

Chu Nan nodded, "Don’t worry, the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall is my domain. Even if I can’t perfectly control it, I won’t let him leave."

The Dragon Beast followed behind Chu Nan without a word, just waiting for a chance. As soon as Chu Nan gave the order, she would tear Qiu Huang to pieces.

In the distance, Qiu Huang’s body was flickering with pitch-black light, hiding in the shadows and moving at extreme speed.

Having lived from the time before the realms split for close to ten thousand years, he naturally had countless ways to preserve his life, which led to today’s Qiu Huang.

Qiu Huang had confidence that if he focused solely on escaping, Chu Nan would have no chance of catching up to him.

"Once I leave the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, I’ll hide in the Southern Desert and not show myself, then look for opportunities."

"As long as Chu Nan dares to leave the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, I can directly kill or enslave his true body, indirectly obtaining the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall."

As he fled, Qiu Huang had already devised a complete revenge plan.

Now he couldn’t defeat Chu Nan, and refining the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall was extremely difficult, but if he could make Chu Nan work for him, it would be equivalent to indirectly controlling the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall.

This method was much easier and simpler than struggling to refine it himself!

Thinking of this, Qiu Huang couldn’t help but become excited. The current situation was not a crisis but an opportunity.

Of course, the premise for all of this was being able to escape the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall. If he stayed here, even as the number one in the Soul Dao, he could hardly deal with Chu Nan.

Soon, hiding in the shadows and quickly advancing, Qiu Huang saw the exit of the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall. He immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Chu Nan, in the end you didn’t catch up to me. My speed is almost infinitely close to the Uni-Realm."

"Even if you control the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, you can’t catch up to me."

Qiu Huang aimed for the exit, his body deftly piercing through the constantly spinning entrance.

In a flash of white light, Qiu Huang looked around, finding himself surrounded by endless yellow sand, a desert stretching to the horizon.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Huang couldn’t help but laugh: "I’ve escaped, I’ve escaped!"

"Chu Nan, so what if you refined the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall? In the end, you still made a misstep. From now on, the skies are vast, and I will become a sword hanging over your head, making you live in constant fear."

After the excitement, a hint of confusion appeared on Qiu Huang’s face. Before entering the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, he was clearly at its perimeter, but now he couldn’t even see the Holy Hall.

Even the Desolate Ancient City beneath the Holy Hall was gone.

"What’s going on?" Qiu Huang muttered, planning to leave.

But just then, a gilded giant sword slashed towards him like a meteor from behind, its splendid radiance illuminating the skies, like the endless light of the sun.

"Because you never left the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall."

Chu Nan’s voice reached Qiu Huang’s ears, causing his hair to stand on end as he hurriedly dodged the sword.

Turning back, Qiu Huang saw Chu Nan, bearing the Eye of Desolation Flame, gritting his teeth and saying, "Chu Nan..."