Chapter 106: Ji Siyu Awakens (1)

The dead silence in the Great Hall was gradually eroded by greed and doubt.

Jun Wuya clutched his chest, where his blood and Qi were still churning, his sharp eyes fixed intently on Chen Chuan.

He tried to find even a hint of a flaw on that calm and waveless face.

Something was wrong, very wrong!

If this youth truly possessed crushing strength, that punch just now wouldn’t have merely heavily injured them.

With that domineering Fist Intent, the best choice would have been to take the Opportunity to kill one or two of them to establish dominance.

Yet he only repelled them and made no further move, simply standing there with his Aura restrained like a deep pond.

He quietly sent a sound transmission to Ao Lie of the True Dragon Nest and Feng Qinger of the True Phoenix Nest:

"You two, don’t you find it strange?"

"This youth’s Aura rose too abruptly, and now it has settled down again."

"In my view, he likely used some secret method with a massive cost to forcibly raise his cultivation, and now he’s just a paper tiger."

Golden light flickered in Ao Lie’s dragon eyes.

He also could no longer feel that surging, sea-like power within Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan only had a deep majesty left, but his power fluctuations were nearly non-existent.

Ao Lie replied:

"Brother Jun has a point."

"While the Chaos Divine Body combined with the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline is indeed Heaven-Defying, his own cultivation is too low; forcibly activating them surely cannot last long."

"That punch just now was likely his limit."

Feng Qinger’s cold voice also joined the transmission:

"Even if he truly has Peak strength, along with that glib-tongued Old Loach, could they possibly withstand all of us Transcendence Realm experts present?"

"There are no fewer than thirty people at the Seventh Level of the Transcendence Realm or above; we can wear them down to death."

The three quickly reached a consensus: they had to test him.

Jun Wuya took a deep breath, suppressed his injuries, stepped forward, and his voice rang out clearly through the Great Hall:

"Fellow Daoists, do not be deceived by this youth’s bluffing! If he truly had an invincible posture, why would he stop?"

"This is clearly a backlash from a secret technique, leaving him unable to fight further."

"He only has a Second Level of the Transcendence Realm Foundation; even if he temporarily reaches the Ninth Level with a secret technique, how long can he last? What do we have to fear if we join forces?"

His gaze swept over the Transcendence Realm Cultivators whose eyes were flickering, and he continued to incite them:

"On the Altar, the ten Divine Pills are a supreme Opportunity."

"Are you all willing to be shouted down by a Lower Realm native and return empty-handed?"

"Let us make an agreement: we take down this youth and that Old Loach, and our three sides will take six of the Divine Pills. The remaining four will be split equally among the four Fellow Daoists who contribute the most. How about it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the experts at the Ninth Level of the Transcendence Realm were immediately moved.

They knew they couldn’t compete with top-tier forces like Jun Wuya’s in a one-on-one fight.

But if they joined forces, they would not only have a chance to get a share but also befriend the three major forces.

As for the risk, just as Jun Wuya said, no matter how strong Chen Chuan was, could he be stronger than everyone combined?

Moreover, if the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up; Jun Wuya and the others would surely go first.

"Fellow Daoist Jun is right. With so many of us, what is there to fear from him?"

"Divine Pills go to those destined for them; how can we allow him to monopolize them?"

"Let’s attack together and see how long he can remain arrogant!"

The crowd’s indignation was stirred once more. Though not as intense as at first, the killing intent was again locked onto Chen Chuan.

"My Dragon Mother! Again?"

Ao Kun’s dragon body, which had just straightened up, felt a bit weak again.

But its verbal skills did not diminish in the slightest.

It maintained its arrogant air, its dragon claw pointing at the crowd:

"You bunch of fools who never learn! My boss showed mercy just now, and instead of being grateful, you dare to bare your teeth?"

"Does my boss really have to beat the crap out of you and stuff it back into your mouths before you understand the meaning of regret?"

Chen Chuan’s eyes twitched slightly as he heard this, wishing he could sew this stupid dragon’s mouth shut first.

This guy practically had the words "fox exploiting a tiger’s might" carved on its forehead, desperately putting him on the spot.

But he couldn’t show weakness; once he did, this pack of hungry wolves would instantly pounce and tear him to pieces.

His gaze, like eternal ice, swept over the restless crowd.

His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried a bone-chilling coldness that directly drowned out all the noise:

"It seems the lesson just now wasn’t enough. Since some are determined to seek death, I will fulfill your wish. This time, I will no longer hold back."

His terrifyingly calm tone and the unquestionable killing intent in his words.

Caused many who had just mustered up courage to lose heart again, their steps hesitating, not daring to be the first bird to stick its head out.

However, Jun Wuya, Ao Lie, and Feng Qinger had already made up their minds.

They reckoned that even if they weren’t his match, they could still rely on their respective trump cards to escape with their lives.

"Bluffing! Do it!" Jun Wuya shouted.

He was the first to sacrifice a simple bronze shield. Runes flowed on its surface, emitting a heavy sacred Aura—it was actually a defensive Sacred Artifact.

He turned into a stream of light and charged at Chen Chuan again, this time much more cautious, using defense as offense.

Dragon scales flickered all over Ao Lie’s body as a golden battle armor covered in dragon patterns appeared.

Also at the Sacred Artifact level, with vast dragon prestige, his claws tore through space, aiming directly for Chen Chuan’s vitals.

Feng Qinger waved her jade hand, and an ice-blue Phoenix plume transformed into a crystal-clear shield in front of her. Its biting cold was also that of an extraordinary Sacred Artifact.

Her fingertips condensed extreme cold energy, pointing toward Chen Chuan’s major acupuncture points.

The three attacked in a triangular formation, the radiance of their Sacred Artifacts reflecting off each other, their power even greater than before!

"Damn it, they’ve even brought out Sacred Artifacts."

Chen Chuan cursed inwardly, but his consciousness had already sunk into the System.

"Purchase one [Transcendence Realm Ninth Level Experience Card]!"

[Ding! Consumed thirty million gold tickets, obtained one Transcendence Realm Ninth Level Experience Card. The experience card’s effect lasts for one minute.]

"Purchase one [Resurrection Card]!"

[Ding! Consumed thirty million gold tickets, obtained one ’Resurrection Card’.]

[After using the Resurrection Card, if you die within twenty-four hours, you can be resurrected in a safe location three days later.]

Instantly, the gold tickets on him were almost gone, with only a few million left in change.

And there were still a full three minutes until Ji Siyu’s awakening.

Buying two Transcendence Realm Ninth Level Experience Cards would only add up to two minutes, not enough to last until then.

To save his life, he chose to spend thirty million to buy a Resurrection Card.

As for that Old Loach Ao Kun, Chen Chuan could only hope it was lucky.

He couldn’t hold back anymore; he had to shock the entire field with one blow.

The power of the experience card filled his body once more, and the Aura of the Peak of the Ninth Level of the Transcendence Realm erupted.

But this time, Chen Chuan didn’t choose close-quarters combat.

He raised his hands, and four flames of different colors, yet all emitting terrifying fluctuations, emerged from his palms and around his body.