Chapter 432
by fanqienovelChapter 432: Open Attacks and Hidden Arrows
Bang!
The one-armed Male Cultivator crashed heavily to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth as he spewed out a large amount of internal organ fragments.
His life force was remarkably resilient; despite suffering such severe injuries, he surprisingly did not die on the spot.
However, even without Wang Chen delivering a finishing blow, he wouldn’t have much time left. Wang Chen’s strike had already penetrated through his arm and shattered his five organs, completely collapsing his dantian.
At this moment, Wang Chen stood still, the image of the Heavenly Dragon Manifestation faintly appearing behind him!
Heavenly Dragon Vajra Palm!
This technique, understood from the Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method, had been continuously honed by Wang Chen, who had gained experience points and allocated skill points twice, now reaching advanced level mastery.
Its destructive power surpassed that of the Vajra Fist at the Perfected Level by several times.
For a Qi Training ninth level cultivator not to be instantly killed by a single strike from Wang Chen was already extremely formidable.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With a series of intense explosive sounds, dozens of cold lights shot toward him, but they all fell to the ground.
They were deflected by Wang Chen’s Spirit Light Shield.
What fell on the ground were gleaming blue Poisoned Flying Needles.
This type of magical flying needle was sharp enough to break spells and pierce armor, especially when drenched in deadly poison.
Yet, this was only effective against cultivators at the Qi Training level. Wang Chen, being a Purple Palace cultivator, had already cultivated his Spirit Light Shield to a stage of perfect mastery, endowing it with special defensive properties.
These trivial flying needles could not break through his defenses, let alone even scratch him.
Seeing this, the female cultivator who launched the flying needles was instantly filled with terror, realizing they had run into a wall.
A Purple Palace cultivator!
Her heart raced like a stampede, and she couldn’t even cry out.
A majestic Purple Palace cultivator had disguised their aura to make them think they could succeed in their scheming, but it had cost them their lives!
She instinctively retreated hastily.
Faster than her, the scar-faced cultivator had not launched an attack talisman but had placed a Wind Talisman on himself, conjuring a violent wind as he Wind escaped the hall.
Both of them escaped quickly, but suddenly, a blazing red flying sword shot through the air, catching up to the female cultivator just a step behind.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light flashed, and the female cultivator’s head flew into the sky.
The Chini Sword, having beheaded the female cultivator, showed no signs of slowing down as it zapped after the scar-faced cultivator, piercing through his body!
[Heavenly Merit +7], [Heavenly Merit +8], [Heavenly Merit +9]
Three notifications flashed in Wang Chen’s vision, consecutively.
The numbers were sequential.
The next moment, the Chini Sword flew back to him, automatically returning to the sword sheath on his back.
After consecutively killing three cultivators, Wang Chen’s gaze turned toward the outside of the hall as he said in a deep voice, “Since you have come, why hide away and not show yourself?”
After a moment, the outside remained silent.
Wang Chen sneered, “Do you want me to invite you out to meet?”
His soul attributes were high, with keen perception and a divine sense that far surpassed cultivators of the same level.
During the previous battle, he had sensed movement outside.
Though the opponent was well hidden, they still revealed a trace, which Wang Chen, maintaining high alertness, detected.
“Sigh~”
This time, a helpless sigh came from outside the hall.
A gray-robed elder walked into the hall, looking troubled as he cupped his hands toward Wang Chen and said, “Loose cultivator Yang Yi greets a fellow traveler. I mean no offense; I was merely curious to witness the excitement.”
The old man had white hair and a kind face; he was undoubtedly a Purple Palace cultivator.
He glanced down at the one-armed cultivator lying on the ground, who had died with open eyes, and sighed, “I didn’t expect that the Qianghe Three Siblings would all fall here today. It truly is the cycle of cause and effect.”
Seeing the old man’s appearance, Wang Chen’s gaze flickered as he said, “Since we’re fated to meet, sit and talk.”
“Very well.”
The gray-robed elder Yang Yi waved his robe sleeve, clearing the corpse and blood out of the hall.
He approached Wang Chen, took out a mat from his storage bag, and boldly sat down beside the campfire.
This Purple Palace old cultivator sat before Wang Chen with empty hands and did not gather any magical energy, appearing quite frank and open.
Wang Chen’s vigilance faded significantly.
He also sat down, taking out a jar of spiritual wine and two empty bowls.
Yang Yi’s eyes lit up, as he sniffed and swallowed, looking as if he might drool.
Wang Chen popped the seal off the spiritual wine jar and poured a bowl for both himself and Yang Yi.
The aroma of the wine wafted through the air.
Wang Chen raised a bowl of wine, saying, “Cheers!”
“Thank you, thank you!”
Yang Yi eagerly lifted his bowl and drank it down in one go!
After finishing, he smacked his lips in regret, “Oh no, I didn’t even taste it!”
Wang Chen smiled gently, taking out another jar of spiritual wine: “Help yourself.”
The old man’s face brightened, and he quickly poured himself a full bowl from the opened jar.
This time, he savored it slowly, revealing a look of satisfaction.
“Good wine, truly good wine!”
The old Purple Palace cultivator wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, murmuring, “I didn’t think I’d get to drink such good wine again.”
Wang Chen waited for him to finish his second bowl and then asked, “Fellow traveler, how long have you been here?”
“How long?”
Yang Yi looked somewhat confused, scratching his head as he recalled, “It should be over half a year, at least half a year?”
Half a year?
Wang Chen remembered that the Nine Dragons underground palace had been sealed off not long ago. Had the old man entered before the closure?
He asked again, “How did you get here?”
“I teleported in!”
At this, Yang Yi’s hair stood on end: “I truly encountered Evil Spirits. Everything was fine before, but I didn’t expect it to malfunction and send me to an unexplored area.”
“I’ve been looking for a way back but haven’t found it!”
The old cultivator opened up: “I also met some cultivators who came in with me; they can’t get out either. We are all trapped here!”
Wang Chen frowned slightly: “Then why don’t you go with them?”
“Ha ha.”
Yang Yi glanced at Wang Chen, speaking meaningfully: “Worse than Evil Spirits are people.”
Wang Chen silently nodded.
What he said made sense; often, human hearts are more terrifying than Evil Spirits.
Rather than travel with those of dubious intent, it’s better to explore alone, even if it leads to death without regrets.
Yang Yi asked, “Are you new here?”
“Yes.”
Wang Chen answered honestly: “It’s been over half a month, and I fell victim to the Nine Dragons Great Hall’s teleportation array.”
Yang Yi sighed, “I was hoping you knew how to get back!”
He appeared extremely frustrated: “If I had known, I wouldn’t have come.”
“Who could have guessed?”
Wang Chen smiled and said, “Are you wondering why I haven’t been afflicted by poison yet?”
Wang Chen’s face bore a smile, but his eyes held no mirth.
He looked at the old Purple Palace cultivator as if he were gazing at a corpse!