Chapter 1135: Chapter 593: Slay Yao Xin! Seize Qi Fortune!
The confrontation is imminent.
Yao Xin wants to resolve the karma, while Chen Yuan wants to seize the Qi Fortune. Without any probing, they each unleashed their full force at the very first move, aiming to kill the opponent.
With a single clash, the aftermath dissipated completely, and the roaring sound was like a thunderclap, causing the ground to seemingly tremble. In the void, the sky was filled with a mix of black clouds and Buddha Light.
If one did not know, they might have thought it was a Buddhist monk subduing demons.
But who can truly distinguish between right and wrong?
Yao Xin was not wrong. He merely wanted to ensure his Mental Realm had no flaws, preventing any hidden dangers after reincarnation, so he must come to resolve the karma this time.
Chen Yuan was also not wrong. Fa Hai and the Gold Mountain Monastery had pressured him first. Was he wrong to kill? Now Yao Xin was the one who started the fight to resolve the karma. Was he wrong to kill him?
No one is wrong; theyâre just following their own Dao.
Chen Yuanâs Dao is to forge ahead relentlessly, cutting down any obstacles. Whoever stands against him will face the blade in his hand, and the fists that he wields.
Now, itâs the same.
The two clashed like meteors, unleashing a fierce explosion.
Sword Light tore through the void, cutting down everything.
Buddha Light illuminated all, redeeming all beings.
The golden Buddha Light brightened the heavens and the earth. Yao Xin summoned the Arhat True Body to suppress Chen Yuan, but it was still lacking. He had indeed returned to his peak, but it was all thanks to the Power of Incense.
It was no match for Chen Yuanâs cultivation through âbitter meditationâ. At the first clash, Yao Xinâs complexion slightly changed, realizing where Chen Yuanâs confidence stemmed from.
The Sword Intent, even from a hundred feet away, made his skin prickle, compelling him to retreat.
At this moment, he understood he could not suppress this man.
In this confrontation, unlike his previous battle with the Demon Blade Guan Hai, where he held back to polish his cultivation, Chen Yuan, under everyoneâs watchful eyes, wanted to show his dominating power, to show his strength!
The Sword Light, the power of the physical body, was seamlessly and exhilaratingly displayed.
The void trembled under his tactics, continuously bombarding Yao Xin, and in just a few dozen breaths, he had Yao Xin on the back foot.
âSo strong!â
The Jianghu martial artists observing from Shuzhou City were deeply shaken.
The Primordial Spirit fought head-on against the Refining God, and even managed to push it to the downside. This was not something easily accomplished, leaving their hearts filled with shock and admiration.
âThe Marquis of Martial Peace has an invincible stance!â
âAs expected, not to be underestimatedâŠâ Shangguan Tiehong watched the increasingly distant battle in the void, his expression growing heavier as he placed himself in Yao Xinâs position and realized.
If he were to duel with Chen Yuan, the outcome would be even more unfavorable.
Chen Yuanâs strength was too powerful, his control of the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy, his utilization of his own Primordial Spirit, his understanding of Martial Arts True Intent, and the toughness of his physical body, all surpassed his own!
What Chen Yuan lacks now is only the Realm. If he reached the Refining God Realm, Shangguan Tiehong believed that under the True Monarch, this person could be called invincible.
Shangguan Yuâs eyes showed delight, filled with admiration for Chen Yuan.
The gap between them was growing larger and larger. Back then, at the Guangling Mansion, he could still be on par with Chen Yuan, at most slightly weaker, but now, barely a year has passed.
He had just stabilized at the Void Core level, while the other could already overpower a Refining God expert.
It was like night and day.
Shangguan Hongâs eyes were filled with admiration and worry, admiring Chen Yuanâs posture and strength, worrying about his safety, after all, regardless, his opponent was also a strong Arhat.
No one could predict if there would be more tricks up his sleeveâŠ.
Shangguan Hongâs worry proved correct. After a hundred breaths of clash, Yao Xin, forced to the extreme, forcibly shook off Chen Yuanâs offensive. He supported the sky with one palm, his face as calm as an ancient well.
âArhat Supporting Heaven!â
The Arhat Dharma Image behind him instantly expanded, covering the sky and earth, overlooking Chen Yuan.
A single finger descended.
Buddhist Arhat, one finger supporting the heavens!
âSuppress!â
In an instant, a suppressive force enveloped within a thousand-foot radius, carrying the momentum of the heavens and the earth, crashing down.
Chen Yuanâs expression showed no sorrow or joy, and with a thought, a Dragon Roar echoed throughout the heavens and the earth, countless martial artists only felt their hearts throbbing, as if sensing something extraordinary.
In an instant, a black True Dragon roared out, its body reaching a hundred feet, shrouded in clouds, with Dragon Scales clearly visible. The suppressed heavens within a thousand feet began to loosen rapidly.
Countless Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy surged into the dragonâs body.
Chen Yuan stood on the True Dragon, wielding the Emperor Slaughter, resplendent and dazzling, soared into the sky, gathering the power in his body, and struck against the Arhat True Body.
âBoom!!!â
The explosive roar echoed across ten thousand feet, the void quaked, Primordial Energy surged violently, and the blinding light made it hard to look directly, as if time itself halted at this moment.
Countless people looked up at that figure, not knowing why, a sense of reverence filled their hearts.
âCra⊠craâŠ.â
Cracks appeared on the Arhat True Body, unable to withstand Chen Yuanâs all-out strike. Under countless watchful eyes, with a âboomâ, it shattered inch by inch.
Yao Xinâs already strained body couldnât help but tremble slightly, a trace of crimson lingered at the corner of his mouth, and his once brilliant aura quickly receded.
Chen Yuan was relentless, aiming directly for his life.
One slash, Dragon Roar howling.
The Dragon Soul tore through the sky, striking Yao Xinâs body, bursting into a cloud of blood mist in the void, Yao Xinâs protective Golden Body shattered, his arms broken, like a kite with a broken string, plummeting down.
All was silent!
In Shuzhou City, countless people looked fervently at Chen Yuan, now seeing him in a completely different light, that aura inspiring a desire to kneel and submit.
So powerful!
Crossing realms in battle, resolving the conflict within a hundred breaths, if he were to break through to the Refining God, how strong would he be?
No one knew, but it was hard not to speculate a little.
Might he break the taboo and stand toe-to-toe with a True Monarch?
Chen Yuan didnât know what those below thought. He only knew the confrontation wasnât over because⊠the Qi Fortune hadnât yet been devoured by him, which meant, Yao Xin⊠was still alive!