Chapter 141
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Chapter 141: Chaotic Battle
Do you know me? Chen Muye’s brows slightly raised.
In the Night Watchers, is there anyone who doesn’t know Chen Muye? Han Shaoyun smiled, saying, “Ten years ago, the Black and White Impermanence from Shangjing City—who didn’t know about them?”
I thought that after so many years, there wouldn’t be many who remember me.
“Hmm… Among the younger generation, indeed not many know you. But I joined the Night Watchers relatively early, so I have heard of your name,” Han Shaoyun said, his gaze filled with a hint of curiosity as he looked at Chen Muye.
“Ten years ago, Black Impermanence Chen Muye suddenly disappeared from Shangjing City, and his whereabouts became unknown. Some said you were dead, and others said you had made a mistake and were sent to the purification center by the Commander… I didn’t expect you to come to this small place, Cangnan City, and become a team leader?”
“Why?”
“Because I want to.”
…Han Shaoyun frowned again.
“No… I remember that you were in Chuanjing before your disappearance. Now, ten years later, that White Impermanence has become the leader of the Night Watchers team stationed in Shangjing City. Why are you still in Chuanjing?”
Chen Muye remained silent for a moment before shaking his head. “It’s not important.”
He stepped through the river of the Underworld, advancing slowly towards Han Shaoyun, with his twin blades humming like soul-reaping iron chains, mesmerizing and eerie!
Han Shaoyun was momentarily taken aback, then smiled. Indeed, whether he knew these things or not was no longer important to him…
He swung his long spear, and the fierce wind mixed with snow tore open a corner of this underworld-like domain. His figure bent slightly, then suddenly shot forward!
The tip of the spear cut through the river of the Underworld, freezing a thin layer of ice on its surface. Han Shaoyun’s figure, like a dragon, swiftly arrived before Chen Muye!
The wind and snow howled!
Clang—!!
The twin blades clashed with the long spear. Chen Muye was forced several steps back by Han Shaoyun’s impact. A glint of ghostly light flashed in his eyes as his form turned ethereal, mysteriously passing through the spear and slashing out with his straight blade!
Han Shaoyun was startled to see Chen Muye become a ghostly figure and quickly retreated. At the same time, a fierce wind burst from his body, attempting to deflect Chen Muye’s blade.
Though his reaction was quick, it was still a step too slow.
Before he could deflect Chen Muye’s blade, the edge had already left a shallow wound on his chest.
Han Shaoyun swept his long spear horizontally, sending invisible wind blades ravaging through the air, slicing past Chen Muye’s body and cutting through the old buildings in the background.
Whoosh—!
The wind blades sliced through the steel-reinforced concrete walls like tofu, leaving behind neat cut marks. Several buildings were severed in half, crashing to the ground with dust and debris rising.
Chen Muye’s cheek was also marked with a faint blood streak…
“You’re strong, but in terms of realm, you still can’t match me. That’s a hard fact,” Han Shaoyun said with a touch of regret.
“I know.” Chen Muye remained calm and replied, “That’s why I didn’t plan to defeat you alone…”
Before he could finish, a long spear, engulfed in roaring flames, descended from the sky!
Boom—!!
The spear struck the ground, and rose-colored flames erupted like a storm, melting the surrounding snow into the air. Han Shaoyun stood beside the spear, calmly observing Chen Muye and said:
“With this kind of attack, you still can’t defeat me…”
Bang—!
From the distant rooftops, a black gun barrel suddenly flared with blinding light. A slender bullet, moving so fast it seemed to pierce through space, reached Han Shaoyun in the blink of an eye.
Han Shaoyun let out a soft exclamation and leaned back suddenly. The bullet grazed his forehead, leaving a faint burn on his skin.
“A special sniper bullet?” He touched his forehead, somewhat surprised.
Continuous sniper shots rang out. The bullets, seemingly with eyes of their own, accurately targeted Han Shaoyun, forcing him to repeatedly move to dodge them.
Meanwhile, Lin Qiye turned to the still stationary Wu Xiangnan and asked, “Aren’t you going to join?”
“Well…” Wu Xiangnan’s lips curled in a bitter smile. He slowly raised his hands, each with a deep red wound. “Right now, I can’t hold a blade anymore, and my ability is rather special—it has to be used at a critical moment. Charging in recklessly now would only slow down the team leader and others, so…”
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment before nodding. “Then I’ll go first.”
With that, an extreme darkness expanded from him, and his figure rapidly moved towards the battlefield.
The recent battle with the Serpent Woman had drained him significantly. Even maintaining the Absolute Darkness Domain was somewhat strenuous. After a brief rest, he had regained some of his mental energy and was finally ready to re-enter the fray.
In the distance, Han Shaoyun had evaded several bullets and swept away the long spear of Hong Ying. At this moment, Chen Muye’s figure, like a phantom, suddenly appeared behind him, with his blade flashing!
Han Shaoyun, caught off guard by Chen Muye’s sudden appearance, was about to make a move when he felt a blur in front of his eyes. The once departed shadows reappeared before him…
To outsiders, it looked as if black lines extended from his heart, encasing him like a cocoon, trying to bind him.
This was the [Heart Demon Binding Technique]!
Han Shaoyun realized the danger and forced his way through Wen Qimo’s ability with his mental energy. From a distance, Wen Qimo staggered, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.
Using Chuanjing’s power to affect a Haijing powerhouse, the mental backlash was extremely severe.
But in that brief moment of struggle, Chen Muye’s blade struck heavily on Han Shaoyun’s back, leaving a jagged wound and a faint ghostly glow entering Han Shaoyun’s body.
Han Shaoyun turned around, sweeping his long spear to push Chen Muye back. In the next moment, his consciousness began to fade, the wound on his back burned intensely, and his strength seemed to diminish significantly…
He looked down at his hand, the skin dry and rough, and noticed several age spots had appeared.
He looked up in astonishment at Chen Muye.
Chen Muye, seemingly aware of his confusion, spoke slowly, “Under the Impermanence Blade, the flesh can be cut, the soul can be cut, and so can one’s lifespan!”
Cut the flesh, cut the soul, cut the lifespan!
So this is what [Black Impermanence] means… Han Shaoyun muttered to himself, a faint smile forming at the corner of his mouth. Perhaps today, I really might die here…
Whoosh—!
An expanse of darkness merged with Chen Muye’s domain, and the two straight blades flew through the air, spinning towards Han Shaoyun’s neck!
Han Shaoyun, enduring the intense pain in his back, swung his hand to summon a fierce wind, knocking the two straight blades back.
At the same time, a young figure leapt high into the darkness. The tip of his foot touched one of the straight blades, grabbing the other one, and nimbly spinning in mid-air, he swung the blade towards Han Shaoyun!