Chapter 603
by fanqienovelChapter 603: Escape · Counterattack
Wang Chen’s journey in the new world began with escape.
Having received guidance and warnings from Uncle Jiu of the Yin family earlier, he was well aware that the Haotian Realm was not the immortal paradise that mortals dreamed of, and that smugglers like him would face unimaginable dangers.
Thus, Wang Chen was prepared for a desperate escape from the very beginning.
The first thing he activated was a random teleportation talisman—a third-grade treasure symbol!
Due to the significant differences in the natural laws between the Mountain-Sea Realm and the Haotian Realm, talismans from the Mountain-Sea Realm could hardly function normally in the Haotian Realm, and even elixirs could turn into poisons.
Therefore, Uncle Jiu had given Wang Chen three treasure symbols from the Haotian Realm.
This random teleportation talisman was one of them; its function was to instantly transport the holder to any location within a thousand miles, and it had powerful barrier-breaking effects.
However, the random teleportation talisman had a significant drawback.
Random teleportation was a great test of luck, as it might land one at the furthest point or just a short distance away.
That would be quite awkward!
Fortunately for Wang Chen, his luck wasn’t too bad. After a dizzying spin, he found himself on an open grassland.
The surroundings were similar to the previous teleportation point but were clearly two different places.
Gazing into the distance, he could see no signs of human presence.
Wang Chen’s tense nerves suddenly relaxed.
He took a deep breath, feeling as if he were about to float away.
The air here was extraordinarily fresh, and the abundance of spiritual energy surpassed that of the West Sea’s main island.
It felt extremely pleasant.
In such an environment, the speed and efficiency of cultivation would increase significantly.
At the same time, the power of magical tools and spells would also become stronger!
But this wasn’t just a feeling.
The cloud that had weighed heavily on Wang Chen’s heart was completely dispersed; that pair of eyes watching him from the void had vanished.
Wang Chen felt as if he had broken free from shackles, his spirit soaring with an unimaginable lightness!
Although the road ahead was still filled with thorny challenges, the greatest threat he faced—the journey to the Haotian Realm—was no longer there.
As Formless had said, only in the Haotian Realm could travelers from other worlds like Wang Chen truly find freedom!
Where to next?
Just as this thought surfaced in Wang Chen’s mind, he suddenly felt his hair stand on end, sensing an intense danger approaching!
Without a moment’s hesitation, Wang Chen activated his second treasure symbol.
A bright, shimmering light suddenly burst forth, enveloping him completely and providing him with tight protection.
The next moment, a sharp and deadly sword energy streaked past Wang Chen from behind.
This sword energy silently pierced through Wang Chen’s Protection, sliced through the robe he wore, and was only stopped by his Immortal Body.
It left behind merely a faint white mark.
"Eh?"
A voice tinged with surprise reached Wang Chen’s ears.
He spun around swiftly to find a white-clad cultivator standing a hundred steps away, his face etched with astonishment.
Wang Chen’s heart sank abruptly!
He had just activated a protective treasure symbol, one of the talismans bestowed upon him by Uncle Jiu from the Haotian Realm.
The loss of a precious talisman was trivial; the real concern was how his adversary had tracked him down and appeared within such a perilous proximity without a sound.
The white-clad cultivator did not immediately strike again. Instead, he scrutinized Wang Chen with an odd gaze and suddenly remarked, "Intriguing. It’s uncommon to encounter a Lesser Steward as astute as you."
Wang Chen remained silent.
The language of the Haotian Realm was undoubtedly identical to that of the Mountain-Sea Realm, and he fully comprehended the other man’s words.
However, the cultivator’s accent carried a particularly haughty tone—sounding exceedingly superior!
Noticing Wang Chen’s silence, the white-clad cultivator chuckled, "I’ll grant you an opportunity. Just kneel and pledge to serve me for a hundred years… damn!"
Wang Chen ignored the man’s drivel and promptly activated his third treasure symbol!
The three treasure symbols given to Wang Chen by Uncle Jiu included a random teleportation talisman, a protective talisman, and the last one, the golden rain talisman.
This final golden rain talisman was an attack-type treasure symbol that unleashed thousands of golden rays the moment it was activated, enveloping the white-clad cultivator with a speed akin to a thunderous roar!
Upon closer inspection, one could see that these golden rays were all flying needles as thin as hairs, densely blanketing a vast area.
Each golden needle harbored immense destructive power!
The white-clad cultivator did not anticipate his "prey" to dare bare its claws, and while taken aback, he also became incensed, his face contorting as he bellowed, "You lowly creature from the lower realms, you’re doomed!"
Amidst his insults, he responded swiftly, thrusting his right palm forward, causing the silver ring on his ring finger to radiate brilliantly, forming a nearly transparent magical shield.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Hundreds of golden needles struck the magical barrier simultaneously, causing it to tremble violently.
But it did not breach.
With his right palm forming the shield, the white-clad cultivator brought his left index and middle fingers together, forming a sword finger and suddenly thrust toward Wang Chen from a distance.
A beam of sword light shot straight towards Wang Chen!
However, Wang Chen vanished without a trace from where he stood.
In an instant, he reappeared near the white-clad cultivator.
Shortening the Earth!
The white-clad cultivator had reached the pinnacle of the Purple Palace level, equipped with numerous magical treasures and outfitted luxuriously. Being a being of the Haotian Realm, he held a comprehensive advantage over Wang Chen.
However, he made a fatal mistake.
That was being too close to Wang Chen!
At a distance of a hundred steps, Wang Chen felt no fear against any cultivator below the Golden Core level.
He thrust his palm toward the white-clad cultivator.
This palm strike was silent and appeared slow, as if it couldn’t even kill a chicken.
But to the white-clad cultivator’s perception, it felt like a mountain was hurtling toward him, heavy enough to suffocate him.
Simultaneously, he saw a Heavenly Dragon Manifestation with claws bared appearing behind Wang Chen!
The white-clad cultivator had nowhere to escape, so he quickly brought his palms together, interlocking eight fingers, lifting his thumbs, and directing them toward Wang Chen’s Heavenly Dragon Vajra Palm.
Two crimson sword energies erupted from his fingers!
This was the white-clad cultivator’s secret arts of blood condensation, using his own vital blood as a cost to summon indestructible sword energy to attack his opponent.
With the release of these two sword energies, his cultivation level dropped at least ten years!
The next moment, Wang Chen’s palm collided with the white-clad cultivator’s blood-red sword energy.
His palm was instantly pierced, creating two holes.
But Wang Chen seemed to feel nothing, maintaining his stance to strike.
His palm slammed into the white-clad cultivator’s chest.
Boom!
A burst of golden spiritual light suddenly erupted from the cultivator’s chest, blocking Wang Chen’s heavy blow.
But Wang Chen’s left fist followed right after, crashing into his opponent’s head.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound resonated like a thunderous roar, spreading in all directions!