Chapter 78: Phantom Divine Technique

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  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  A sword with a hint of the wind's will, clashed violently with the myriad blades that shone like the remnants of the moon. The deafening explosion shook the air, and the fierce gusts tore through the ground, opening up massive chasms that shocked the heart. Within a hundred paces, the thick black fog was swept away, clearing the view.

  "It's actually Sword Intent! I didn't expect you to reach such a realm at your young age, it's really annoying! " Mo Jiao Wang took three steps back, looked at Chen Yu in surprise, and then his aura suddenly surged, his face twisted with cruelty: "Unfortunately, your cultivation is too weak, how can this power possibly hurt me?"

  "Hibiscus Water Extreme Light Slash!" Ink Jiao Wang suddenly let out a loud roar, the huge dark blue curved knife in his hand transformed into several dozen meters of sword energy, sweeping towards Chen Tai in the distance.

  His martial arts cultivation has only reached the realm of unity with heaven and man, yet he can block his own move, Whirlwind Shattering Void. His true yuan cultivation has clearly reached an extremely terrifying level. It seems that we cannot collide head-on with him.

  Chen Xiao's eyes condensed, and he unfolded the Divine Wind Feather Escape Technique. He leaped continuously, dodging Mo Jiao Wang's violent strike. His body was like a fleeting flash of light, shuttling back and forth around him. The Gengjin sword in his hand was like a swift wind, slashing towards Mo Jiao Wang's vital spots.

  Just twist and turn, but never strike!

  Mo Jiao Wang's true yuan was too thick, and his body was a rare species of python, the true yuan he possessed must have at least reached the standard of Zi Fu Eight Stars. In this case, colliding with him head-on would undoubtedly be the most foolish approach.

  Ding ding ding......

  Mo Jia Wang wielded the Aquarius Aurora Blade, its vast, dark blue blade surface blocking every attack. His speed couldn't compare to Chen Xiao's, nor was his knife technique as swift as Chen Xiao's swordsmanship, but relying on his own formidable strength, he effortlessly parried the attacks that came at him from all directions, his expression extremely relaxed.

  "Useless, my Ink Dragon clan is originally extremely strong in defense. Your attack, although containing sword intent, can at most only tickle me."

  The Black Flood Dragon King sneered loudly: "Moreover, doing it this way will consume a lot of your true yuan. The longer you drag it out, the more disadvantageous it is for you. Why struggle bitterly when you can just let me behead you with one swift slash? Isn't that better?"

  Chen Xiao shut his mouth and didn't respond, only speeding up the attack speed of his Geng Jin sword, quickening the changes in his footwork, like a moth darting into flames, stubbornly determined.

  "Haha, you're really a stubborn little guy! The Ink Dragon King laughed even more wildly, as if he had already determined that Chen Yu was at his wit's end and struggling like a trapped beast."

  Splash! Splash!

  Chen Yao's ears were filled with sound, relying on the divine wind and feather escape method, like a ghostly apparition, transformed into an arc of light, once again attacking Mo Jiao Wang.

  The two had clashed many times and roughly understood each other's strength. Chen Xiao's swordsmanship and footwork were extremely fast, but in terms of cultivation, he was completely suppressed by Mo Jiao Wang, resulting in a stalemate for the time being.

  "It's useless, stop struggling, is it meaningful... Ah! Big brother, how did you come?"

  Mo Jia Wang was laughing loudly, when suddenly a black-robed man with piercing eyes appeared in his line of sight. It was none other than Kun Peng Wang Zhan Feng.

  However, what made Mo Jiao Wang curious was that Kun Peng Wang's expression remained indifferent, as if he hadn't seen him at all, and didn't say a word.

  What's going on?

  Splash!

  A cold and stern sword tip suddenly appeared in the pupil, getting bigger and bigger, with a fierce killing intent condensed on it, which completely awakened the Mo Jiao Wang.

  No! I've fallen for his illusion!

  Life and death battle, slightly distracted can determine the outcome, when Mo Jiao Wang realized the danger, Chen Tai's hand holding the Geng Jin sword suddenly came with a swift and fierce momentum.

  Crack!

  The skeleton shattered, an arm clutching a scattering of blood flowers fell out of more than ten pieces.

  Chen Yu saw this and secretly called out in pity.

  He deliberately entwined without striking, showing weakness to the enemy, just to make Mo Jiao Wang relax his vigilance. Then, he only needed to use the divine soul attack method 'Fantasy Technique' to break open a slight flaw in Mo Jiao Wang's mind and spirit, and then take the opportunity to kill him.

  However, Chen Yu did not expect that the Ink Jiao King's reaction was extremely fast. The moment he cast his Phantom Technique, it was detected by him, and his fatal sword only cut off one of the opponent's arms.

  However, even so, it is enough to weaken the strength of the Ink Snake King by more than half. After all, he is not a divine demon cultivator and cannot regenerate his arm after cutting it off. Once the arm is cut off, unless some kind of supreme medicine made from the flesh and bones of living beings can be found, there will be no possibility of growing another arm in this lifetime.

  "Soul-destroying attack! I didn't think you'd have so many secret techniques at such a young age!" The Ink Serpent King waved his hand to stop the bleeding from his severed arm, his pale face twisted with venomous resentment. "For now, I'll spare your life..."

  As he spoke, he picked up the severed arm from the ground and turned around to rush towards the distant grey fog.

  The divine soul attack secret technique is mysterious and powerful, extremely rare and precious, not to mention the ancient and venerable sects of the great clans.

  He had lost an arm and his strength was already halved, now he was worried about being attacked by Chen Tai's divine soul again, so he could only choose to escape.

  "Want to leave? Leave me behind!"

  As the Ink Dragon King was about to escape his line of sight, Chen Xiao's heart stirred, and in his right hand appeared the Purple Copper Xuan Heavy Peak, spinning rapidly as it flew into mid-air.

  Buzz!

  A purple glow enveloped a hundred feet in an instant. The Ink Serpent King was caught in it, his fleeing figure hesitating, his speed slowing down significantly.

  Gravitational space!

  The most incredible thing about the Purple Copper Mystic Peak is that it can form a gravitational field with its own purple magnetic force, under which one feels as if carrying a heavy mountain and being deeply trapped in the mud, only to be able to move fast would be considered strange.

  "Zi Tong Xuan Chong Feng!" The Ink Jiao King exclaimed in shock, "Damn it, how did this treasure fall into your hands?"

  Whoosh!

  Chen Xiao, however, dodged the question and with a sudden movement, he shot out his Xuanming Flying Sword, which streaked across the sky like a flash of lightning. In an instant, it arrived in front of Mo Jiao Wang, its cold light flashing. Before he could even let out a dying scream, his head was cleanly severed, blood spurting from his neck as his body crashed to the ground.

  "What a formidable Phantom Technique! If paired with the Silent and Traceless Decree, it would undoubtedly be the top-notch assassination stealth weapon!" Chen Xiao withdrew the Purple Copper Xuan Heavy Peak, gazing at the shattered remains of the Ink Serpent King on the ground, secretly marveling in his heart.

  No more sentiment, Chen Xiao immediately began to collect the spoils of war. A Qiwu Extreme Light Knife, a top-grade Huang-tier treasure; a single white jade-like horn with a soft and gentle glow, the Ink Jiao King was an extraordinary species of Jiao dragon that had transformed, its horn could neutralize all poisons and was also an excellent material for refining magical treasures, extremely valuable.

  There is also a storage ring.

  Inside the storage wristlet, there were not only many spiritual wood minerals, but also three spirit-forcing blades. What surprised Chen Xuan was that he recognized all three of these blades!

  Duanmu Ze's Seven Star Rainbow Sword, Du Qingxi's Blue Lotus Taiyi Knife, and Song Lin's Heavenly Net Hook are all top-grade yellow rank artifacts.

  "It seems they have indeed fallen into the hands of Kunpeng Wang, I must hurry to rescue them.

  Chen Xiao thought for a moment, quickly gathering all his things. His gaze inadvertently swept over the bloody mess, and in that pool of blood and flesh, he saw a token that seemed to be made of iron but wasn't, seemed to be jade but wasn't. Holding it in his hand, he only saw dense cloud patterns on its surface, with mist swirling around, emitting an aura of mysterious symbols.

  "Huh? This seems to be... the array command of this formation!"

  Chen Xiao's heart was filled with joy, he had been racking his brains to figure out how to get out of this Thousand Illusions Maze Array, but unexpectedly, someone sent him a pillow while he was dozing off. With this array token, he could come and go as he pleased within the array.

  "It seems that this large array is not entirely under the control of Mo Jiao Wang, and fortunately so. If he had fully activated this array with all his might, I'm afraid I would have been unable to withstand it..."

  As he pondered, Chen Yu infused a strand of true yuan into the Array Command, and his footsteps moved forward, already walking out of the large array. All around, emerald mountains towered, flowers and trees thrived, and he had returned to the waist of Xiao Yue Ridge.

  "Uh-oh, this human boy has come out!"

  "Hurry and report to the king!"

  In the distance, a group of demons were patrolling and saw Chen Tai walking out of the formation. They couldn't help but pause for a moment, then suddenly seemed to remember something, their faces changed drastically, and they let out a loud roar, rushing towards the distance in a cloud of smoke.

  Chen Xiao leapt forward, grabbing a sly-looking little demon by the throat and asking coldly: "Where are those human cultivators being held? If you don't tell me, I'll kill you right now!"

  "In... in... the belly of the mountain." The little demon's face turned pale, his legs trembling, and his speech became stuttering.

  Bang!

  With a casual strike, Chen Yao raised his eyes to gaze at the high mountain peak, and immediately employed the Divine Wind Feather Escape Technique, disappearing into thin air like wind and smoke.

  ……

  Inside the mountain's secret chamber, a billowing emerald flame was rising and spewing forth. Above the gigantic tripod furnace, the nine clusters of hundreds of varieties of heavenly treasures and earthly gems that had been refined into a glowing orb had now condensed to the size of an infant's fist, crystal clear and translucent like crystal, emitting threads of intoxicating fragrance.

  "That Mo Jiao hasn't returned yet, never mind, refining the elixir is urgent. Qing Mang younger brother, the task of extracting blood and soul will be handed over to you." The Kraken King, wearing a wide black robe, scolded in a sharp voice, then instructed the Qing Mang King beside him.

  "Wait a moment, brother. I'll be right back." The Green Python King nodded and immediately got up, his steps winding and twisting, yet incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye he had disappeared into the stone house.

  "Hmm, I remember that among those humans, there were two extremely beautiful female cultivators. Should I do something about it?" As he walked through the dark and mysterious mountain passageway, Qing Mang Wang had his hands behind his back, a sly smile spreading across his pale, beardless face.

  A moment later.

  The Green Python King arrived at a dark and eerie stone house in the mountains, where thick iron pillars filled the entire room. A man and woman were bound to eight of these pillars.

  They were unscathed and painless, but each of them had a dismal expression, their spirits were weak, their eyes were dull, as if they were wooden puppets without souls.

  If Chen Tang were here, he would have discovered that among these eight people, there are actually Du Qingxi, Duanmu Ze and Song Lin!

  "Fellow human travelers, we meet again."

  The Azure Python King walked in with his hands behind his back, smiling as he glanced at the eight people bound to the iron pillar. Especially when he saw Du Qingxi, his eyes revealed an undisguised lustful and greedy desire.