Chapter 44 Imperial Power Shocks the World? The Consequences of Disturbing the Empress's Sleep
"Kneel? Are you worthy?"
Jiang Chen sat on the pillow, his lips curling into an arc of extreme mockery.
Facing the roaring golden Dragon of Qi and blood, he made only one movement—staring.
In that instant, a purple-gold lightning seemed to flash across the depths of his pupils. This was not a power belonging to a Mortal, but a sliver of will from the Abyssal Empress—noble, indifferent, viewing all things as mere grass.
"Scram."
Jiang Chen said only one word.
But this one word seemed to carry the weight of the Law, instantly detonating the magnetic field of the entire arena!
Boom!
A terrifying Aura, infinitely stronger than Wang Teng's so-called "Imperial Qi," erupted from that seemingly ordinary-looking pillow.
The menacing golden Dragon, in front of this Aura, was like a loach encountering a true Dragon. The fierce light in its eyes vanished instantly, replaced by extreme fear. After emitting a shrill wail, it actually disintegrated in mid-air!
Crack!
A crisp shattering sound rang out.
The "Soul-Fixing Jade" on Wang Teng's neck, while having defended against the mental attack, could not withstand this absolute suppression of status. The surface of the jade pendant was instantly covered in cracks, its light dimming.
"Pfft!"
Under the backlash of his Qi, Wang Teng was struck as if by lightning, violently spitting out a mouthful of blood. He stumbled back seven or eight steps, each step leaving a deep pit in the special alloy floor.
"How is this possible! My Imperial Dragon Qi... is actually afraid?!"
Wang Teng clutched his chest, his eyes full of disbelief.
The Bloodline suppression he was so proud of had become a joke in front of Jiang Chen? It felt like a beggar wearing a dragon robe, only to encounter a real emperor.
"You... what exactly are you?!" Wang Teng roared.
"Me?"
Jiang Chen yawned and changed to a more comfortable position to sit cross-legged. "I'm just an ordinary college student who can't sleep because you're being too noisy. Also, the quality of your jade pendant is poor. Did you buy it on Taobao for nine-point-nine with free shipping?"
"Shut up! I haven't lost yet!"
Wang Teng's eyes were blood-red, his hair disheveled, appearing like a madman. Proud as he was, how could he tolerate losing to a guy in pajamas?
Since his mental defense was still there (the jade pendant was cracked but not shattered), and since his Aura couldn't suppress the opponent, he would crush him with absolute power!
"Blood Explosion! Second-degree unsealing!"
Wang Teng bit his tongue hard, spraying a mouthful of essence blood onto the long sword in his hand. The Qi and blood in his body burned crazily like boiling magma, his skin turning bright red, even seeping beads of blood.
He was overdrawing his vitality!
"Sacrificing blood to the book, the Holy Emperor descends! Die!"
Following his roar, a crack actually opened in the Void Realm behind him. A golden giant hand, completely condensed from Qi, blood, and True Qi, the size of a millstone, emerged from the crack with destructive power and slapped down fiercely at Jiang Chen.
The power of this palm had reached a strike at the Peak of the Viscera Refining Realm! The air was compressed to the point of emitting sonic booms, and the defensive barrier around the arena was trembling violently.
Chief Instructor Shen Yan on the viewing platform changed his expression: "Not good! This is a sacrificial move; Jiang Chen can't block it!"
He was just about to get up to save him.
However, facing this physical, lethal blow.
Jiang Chen finally stood up.
He didn't dodge, nor did he use any flashy mental illusions.
He just took a deep breath and made a movement that no one could understand—
He stretched a big stretch, his joints popping like firecrackers.
【Ding! Lethal physical attack detected.】
【Deep dream completely interrupted.】
【Waking Up Anger charging: 200% (MAX).】
【Activated state: Berserk Mode.】
【Effect: Convert mental "irritation" into physical "adrenaline." Strength +300%, pain perception blocked 100%, defensive power +200%.】
【Ultimate Skill: Nightmare · Sky-Collapsing Impact!】
"Making such a bright light early in the morning is really annoying..."
Jiang Chen whispered, his voice carrying a bone-chilling coldness.
The next moment, his whole body turned into a beam of purple light, advancing instead of retreating, like a meteor going against the current, slamming fiercely into that huge golden palm in the sky!
No technique.
No flashiness.
Just head-on collision!
"Is he crazy? Using his head to ram?"
"That's the power of the Peak of the Viscera Refining Realm!"
In the terrified eyes of everyone, that figure in pajamas collided fiercely in mid-air with that golden giant hand that looked like divine punishment.
But at the moment of contact, the purple light around Jiang Chen turned into a ferocious nightmare ghost face, opening its bloody mouth.
"Shatter... for me!"
Boom—!!!
A deafening explosion resounded through the sky, and the entire arena shook violently, as if a magnitude ten earthquake had occurred.
Golden light and purple light collided madly in the air, the dazzling light making everyone subconsciously close their eyes.
A few seconds later.
The light dissipated, and dust filled the air.
Tens of thousands of eyes in the stadium stared fixedly at the center of the arena.
Only one figure remained standing on the arena.
It was Jiang Chen.
He patted the dust off his shoulders with some distaste, then touched his forehead: "Tsk, a little red. Looks like my head still isn't hard enough."
And on the ground not far from him, that so-called "Holy Emperor Handprint" had long since shattered into dots of starlight.
As for Wang Teng...
He was embedded in the protective wall at the edge of the arena like a broken rag doll, all his bones broken, his limbs twisted at weird angles, blood foam constantly pouring from his mouth, and that "Soul-Fixing Jade" was completely shattered into powder.
So much for mental immunity, so much for Imperial World-Shocking.
In front of a headbutt containing "extreme irritation," they were all paper tigers!
The whole stadium was dead silent for a full ten seconds.
Subsequently, cheers erupted that were enough to lift the roof.
"He won! Jiang Chen won!"
"Holy crap! This is too fierce! Rammed a forbidden move into pieces with one headbutt?"
"What is this move called? Wake-up Headbutt? Or Iron Head Skill?"
Qingyue was so excited her eyes were red, gripping Little Fatty Chen's arm so hard her nails dug into the flesh: "We won! Fifty billion! Half of the Wang family's assets are ours!"
In the VIP box, Su Manyu closed her folding fan, ripples flowing in her beautiful eyes, her tongue lightly licking her red lips: "This little man's waist strength and explosive power... really didn't disappoint me. Looks like I've picked up a treasure this time."
On the arena.
Jiang Chen didn't care whether Wang Teng lived or died.
He immediately bent down, picked up the pillow from the ground, checked it carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief after finding it wasn't dirty.
"Good, good, otherwise the Abyssal Empress would be unhappy tonight."
He turned around, hugging the pillow, and showed a bright, harmless smile at the Wang family Elder who was already ashen-faced and slumped in his chair on the viewing platform.
"Hey... old man, what are you looking at?"
Jiang Chen stretched out a hand and made a gesture of counting money.
"Property deeds, land deeds, equity transfer agreements, please prepare them quickly. I'm very busy and still have to go back to finish my sleep. If even a penny is missing... I don't mind going to the entrance of your Wang family compound and sleeping again."
The Wang family Elder was shaking with anger, and unable to hold back a mouthful of old blood, he sprayed it out directly.
But deep in his eyes, a ray of resentment flashed. He quietly crushed a Jade Slip in his sleeve.
Kid, don't be complacent too early. The Old Ancestor... has come out of seclusion!