Chapter 489

Chapter 489: Fight to the Death (Part 2)

The vast expanse of Blue Water Lake stretched out before them.

The sky was a brilliant azure, with the sun casting its radiant glow. A gentle breeze swept across the tranquil surface of the lake, creating countless shimmering golden ripples.

Suddenly, a few birds took flight from the reeds along the lake’s edge.

Wang Chen retracted his flying sword and landed steadily on a patch of open ground near Blue Water Lake.

Several hundred steps ahead, a man clad in a purple robe stood prominently!

This man was exceptionally burly, gripping a nine-ringed golden silver staff. With fierce, leopard-like eyes and a bald, lion-like head, he bore a resemblance to a Buddhist monk at first glance.

Yet, his visage was menacing, devoid of any trace of the compassion one might expect from a monk; his eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty glare fixed on Wang Chen.

A deep wound marred the left side of the purple-robed man’s face, running diagonally from the corner of his eye to his chin.

His flesh was torn and bloodied!

Violent, bloodthirsty, manic, vengeful…

To Wang Chen, his opponent seemed like a living embodiment of negative emotions, constantly radiating an aura that unsettled the mind.

He was like a powder keg perched on a bonfire, ready to explode at any moment!

This was clearly far from normal.

At that very moment, two shimmering mirrors appeared in the air, each positioned a mile away from both combatants.

The mirrors projected the scene of their duel deep into the desert and above Daying City!

The millions of residents and cultivators in Daying City could witness this life-and-death confrontation happening a hundred miles away simply by looking up at the sky.

As the massive mirages materialized in the sky, countless people flooded the streets or climbed to high vantage points to watch the battle unfold.

“Is this the celestial guardian who will face the Sand Witches?”

“He’s so young!”

“Who do you think will win?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Of course, we’ll win!”

“This man is a master from the West Sea Immortal Sect; a mere barbarian wouldn’t stand a chance against him!”

“Do these sand-eaters dare to come here seeking death?”

The atmosphere in the city quickly grew lively, even fervent.

Every time a cultivator from Daying clashed with a Sand Tribe Sorcerer in a fight to the death, it was broadcast in this manner. The people were no strangers to such spectacles; many had witnessed several of these battles before.

However, such scenes had become increasingly rare in recent years.

The people of Daying harbored an unyielding hatred for the Sand People; they stood firmly by Wang Chen’s side, confident in his victory.

Even though many had never met Wang Chen or even knew who he was!

Yet, a few among the crowd wore expressions of scorn or mockery in their eyes.

It seemed they were convinced Wang Chen was doomed to fail!

Although Daying City was in an uproar, it had no effect on the Blue Water Lake, which lay a hundred miles away.

Wang Chen landed and said, “Let’s begin.”

He knew his opponent was named Tuqi, a wizard at the fifth layer of the Purple Palace.

Beyond that, he knew nothing more.

But Wang Chen was certain that this Purple Witch had either enhanced himself with some secret method or taken a potion to awaken his potential, which caused his aura to be so unstable.

A normal mid-level Purple Palace cultivator would have a calm presence like a mountain and a deep breath like the ocean; he would never be so fiery.

This instability was undoubtedly very dangerous!

Wang Chen also noticed that Tuqi’s left pinky finger, which gripped the nine-ringed golden silver staff, was missing.

That was quite unusual.

“Don’t be in a hurry.”

Tuqi grinned, showing his white teeth, with crazed eyes full of madness.

He reached into his robe and pulled out a struggling rocky armored lizard, chewing it fiercely.

Bright red and green juices spilled from the corners of his mouth, making the spectators in Daying feel nauseous and even fearful as they watched through the shimmering mirrors.

With a slurping sound, Tuqi sucked the lizard’s tail into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it with a satisfied expression.

He grinned at Wang Chen and said, “Now, die!”

As soon as the words left the Purple Witch’s mouth, he slammed the end of his silver staff into the ground.

Boom!

The ground beneath the staff suddenly caved in, creating a massive pit.

In the next moment, swirls of black smoke surged out of the pit, roaring towards Wang Chen, who stood a hundred steps away!

Although Wang Chen had chosen the location for the Fight to the Death, Tuqi had arrived early and prepared for this moment.

Though viewed as barbaric, the Sand Tribe’s wizards were no fools!

Malicious, cunning, sly, and ferocious…

The black smoke unleashed by Tuqi coiled around Wang Chen like constricting snakes, completely hiding him within the swirling clouds.

“Command!”

Wang Chen stood firm, his hands forming a spell as he shouted.

Sky Thunder unleashed!

As the words left his lips, lightning suddenly manifested in the sky, crashing down in a dense torrent.

The serpentine black smoke hadn’t even reached Wang Chen when it was pierced, shattered, and dispersed by the bolts of lightning raining down.

Sky Thunder, a lightning technique that was absolute in its strength and brightness, was the nemesis of such malevolent sorcery, clearing all in an instant.

The lightning even covered the area where Tuqi had been standing!

In Daying City, those who witnessed this scene erupted into thunderous cheers.

It seemed as if Wang Chen had already claimed victory.

However, those with a clear mind would not be so optimistic. If the Sand Tribe Sorcerer had only these tricks, he would not have been sent to humiliate himself; Wang Chen’s opponent was not so easily defeated.

And indeed, that was the case.

As the lightning dissipated, Tuqi had completely vanished without a trace.

The sudden disappearance of his opponent startled Wang Chen.

In his perception, it felt as if this opponent no longer existed at all.

The surroundings were eerily empty; he could neither see Tuqi nor hear any sounds from him.

This was absolutely abnormal!

Wang Chen possessed an exceptionally high soul attribute, granting him superhuman sensing abilities.

His divine sense was incredibly sharp.

Though he couldn’t see his opponent, his instincts screamed that the enemy was nearby, poised to deliver a lethal blow at any moment!

How intriguing.

Wang Chen smiled.

If it were any other cultivator facing such a predicament, there was a high chance they would lose their composure and be at a loss for what to do.

Once they panicked, it would be tantamount to handing the enemy the perfect opportunity!

Though Wang Chen could not see Tuqi, that did not mean he was defenseless.

Wang Chen had several strategies in mind, but he opted for the simplest and most direct one.

He activated Global Mode!

A vivid red dot instantly appeared in his field of vision, nearly overlapping with the dot that represented Wang Chen himself!

Without a moment’s hesitation, Wang Chen abruptly raised his right hand and struck toward his left side.

Heavenly Dragon Vajra Palm!

With this strike, he unleashed the full extent of his power, creating a force akin to a dragon capable of swallowing mountains and rivers.

In a single blow, the surrounding space exhibited a strange, collapsing phenomenon.

Boom!

The surging, intangible fist power crashed heavily into an unseen object.

Tuqi’s figure then reappeared.

The Purple Witch spat out blood violently, flying backward like a kite with a severed string!