Novel Full Chapter 149: Slaying Ye Xiu
Countless dark blue light points floated before Ye Xiu, then collided with the spiritual energy bursting from Chen Yan’s fingertip.
The shield formed by the dark blue light points flickered several times, ultimately managing to withstand Chen Yan’s Great Derivation Art.
Chen Yan was not at all surprised by this result.
No matter how profound and mysterious the Great Derivation Art was, Chen Yan, who was casting the technique, was still just a cultivator at the peak Martial Spring Realm level.
Even though within the ring, Mo Zheng’s soul realm had fallen, now only able to exert cultivation strength at the Myriad Transformations Realm level.
Even in a situation where he couldn’t possess Ye Xiu, he could only passively defend.
But Chen Yan still couldn’t shake Mo Zheng in the slightest.
What Chen Yan currently derived through the Great Derivation Art was spiritual energy.
But Mo Zheng, who was once a Divine Ability Realm great master, even if his cultivation realm had fallen, couldn’t he still mobilize spiritual energy?
It seems this approach isn’t very feasible…
“Long time no see, Senior Mo!”
He Furen’s voice came from the distance.
The subsequent development was almost identical to what had happened before.
First, he snatched the ring from Ye Xiu’s hand, then inserted twelve strands of innate true energy into it, forcing Mo Zheng’s soul out from within.
“Xinyang, come over.”
Immediately after, He Furen said.
Lin Xinyang didn’t respond, instead attempting to resist He Furen, only to be directly slapped to death by He Furen with a single palm strike.
The Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul was released from within Lin Xinyang’s body.
Chen Yan merely witnessed all of this happening.
What exactly should he do, and what could he accomplish?
How could he escape from this current outcome?
“…”
Chen Yan fixed his gaze on the ground where Lin Xinyang had just been smashed into a bloody mist.
On the empty ground, there was still a shadow.
That was a shadow that shouldn’t exist.
Chen Yan knew what it was.
It was the Shadow Binding Rope.
He had hidden his Shadow Binding Rope within Lin Xinyang’s shadow to track Lin Xinyang’s position.
Even though Lin Xinyang had already been smashed into a bloody mist by He Furen, Chen Yan’s Shadow Binding Rope was still at the location where Lin Xinyang’s shadow had disappeared.
Covered with the aura of the Hidden Immortal Art, unless seen with the naked eye, it was absolutely impossible for anyone to detect.
This sudden distraction caused Chen Yan to calm down once more.
His mind raced rapidly, then he shifted his gaze to Ye Xiu not far away.
Mo Zheng’s soul was completely dependent on Ye Xiu’s life and death.
That is to say, if Mo Zheng’s soul was extinguished or devoured, it wouldn’t have too great an impact on Ye Xiu.
However, if Ye Xiu was killed, Mo Zheng’s soul would also be destroyed along with him!
The current Ye Xiu didn’t have Mo Zheng from the ring protecting him.
Elder Mo was already struggling to protect himself now.
If he killed Ye Xiu before the Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul devoured Mo Zheng’s soul…
Then Mo Zheng’s soul would dissipate, and the Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul also wouldn’t be able to restore its Dao Union Realm strength.
Now is the time!
A wisp of Clear Energy burst from Chen Yan’s fingertip, aimed precisely at Ye Xiu’s location.
“Hmph.”
Immediately after, He Furen’s cold snort was heard.
A massive palm imprint appeared before Ye Xiu, blocking the space between Ye Xiu and the Clear Energy.
Then, the Clear Energy that Chen Yan had pointed out from his fingertip, like a needle tip piercing through paper, easily penetrated the palm imprint that He Furen had condensed using his innate true energy.
The next instant, blood splattered everywhere.
Ye Xiu’s left chest was directly pierced through by that wisp of Clear Energy that Chen Yan had pointed out.
His eyes were filled with incomprehension and unwillingness.
His immortal path had only just begun.
Clearly, his path was still very, very long.
But, but…
Ye Xiu’s consciousness gradually faded from this world.
For cultivators below the Spirit Connection Realm, suffering such a degree of physical damage meant certain death.
“Spiritual energy, how is that possible?”
He Furen’s expression changed drastically.
This was the first time Chen Yan had seen He Furen show a panicked expression.
“Hahahahaha, hahahahaha!”
Seeing Ye Xiu killed by Chen Yan, Mo Zheng, sealed by the twelve strands of innate true energy, revealed a frenzied smile, raising his head and roaring with laughter:
“What now, you old turtle Huo Mu, I, Mo Zheng, even if I die, won’t let you have your way, hahahahahaha!”
Mo Zheng’s soul grew fainter and fainter, until it completely vanished between heaven and earth.
“How is this possible, how can this be…”
He Furen’s face was full of disbelief; the ring in his hand had completely become an empty shell.
“How is this possible, why, Chen Yan, you bastard, can wield spiritual energy, why!”
This Dignity Elder of Yuanhua Mountain had believed everything was under his control.
And indeed, everything should have been under his control.
Who could have imagined that there would be such a variable as Chen Yan?
Martial Spring Realm cultivation, yet able to wield spiritual energy?
This was unheard of in the entire history of Chenping Continent!
True qi and spiritual energy were the greatest difference between cultivators of the first six realms and cultivators of the upper three realms.
He Furen had been careless.
He never expected that Chen Yan could wield spiritual energy, so he merely treated him as an ordinary Martial Spring Realm cultivator.
That’s why He Furen suffered such a great loss.
Ye Xiu died at Chen Yan’s hands, causing Mo Zheng’s soul to dissipate along with him.
Now, how should he account for this to Imperial Law Elder Huo Mu?
To fully restore the consciousness of the Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul, it had to devour a soul with a divine sense realm at the eighth realm or above.
Like this, like this…
He Furen shifted his gaze onto Chen Yan, who stood amidst the ruins of the Water Mirror Pavilion.
It’s all because of him.
All along, it’s been because of him.
It’s precisely because of this guy named Chen Yan that Imperial Law Elder Huo Mu’s plan was forced ahead of schedule.
He had to take the risk of reviving the Black Flood Dragon on Heavenly Summit Mountain.
Even though the original plan was foolproof, for some unknown reason, he saw through everything again.
Finally, it evolved into this current situation.
Failure.
He failed to complete the task given to him by the Supreme Imperial Law Elder; even if he could return alive to the sect, there was only one outcome awaiting him.
Becoming a discarded pawn.
He Furen couldn’t accept this kind of ending.
Chen Yan.
Right, Chen Yan!
Since he can wield spiritual energy, does this mean his soul can be equivalent in strength to the soul of an upper three realms cultivator?
He Furen didn’t know.
He only knew that he was now completely trapped in a desperate situation.
No matter what, he had to try every possible remedy.
Immediately after, He Furen looked up at the Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul floating in the air, then made his decision.
“Come!”
He Furen roared loudly.
In mid-air, one after another massive gray-black palm phantom images appeared, stretching towards Chen Yan’s direction.
“Break!”
Chen Yan also let out a loud roar, immediately followed by another burst of Clear Energy shooting from his fingertip.
First, it pierced through one palm phantom image, then pierced through a second one, followed immediately by a third.
But when this Clear Energy collided with the fourth gray-black palm phantom image, it was instantly shattered.
Then, this massive palm phantom image clenched Chen Yan’s entire body within its palm.