Chapter 144 The Tyrant Blocks the Way

The City God grew more shocked and furious the longer the fight went on.

He discovered that his attacks, powered by his prideful divine authority, were far less effective against Chen Mu's Divine Soul than expected. Even his massive Yin-evil Divine Power was being continuously worn down by the opponent's strange Protective Aura.

The opponent's Physical Body was absurdly strong, his recovery rate was astonishing, and that short blade made him feel an inexplicable fear.

Who exactly was this person? How could he possess such power?

"You evil creature! State your name!"

The City God forced Chen Mu back with a whip and shouted sternly.

Chen Mu did not answer. His gaze swept past the hall, but he was secretly anxious inside.

There was no time to waste; he had to finish this quickly. Otherwise, if the patrolling squad of underworld soldiers returned, he would truly be unable to leave.

His thoughts raced. Gritting his teeth, he reached into his robe with his left hand and grasped the ancient demon seal in his palm.

"Hum—"

The demon seal felt slightly warm in his hand, and black light swirled around it. Chen Mu injected his own Protective Aura into it, and instantly, a Dragon's roar erupted from the seal.

The phantom of a black flood Dragon appeared again, but this time, the Dragon was wrapped in the increasingly dense Protective Aura that Chen Mu had injected, roaring as it lunged toward the City God. The City God's expression changed drastically.

"Yao Race Luck? Who exactly are you!"

Not daring to be careless, he swung his steel whip repeatedly. Black and white Yin and Yang energy swirled before him, finally transforming into a Taiji diagram that blocked his front.

"Boom!"

The black Dragon collided with the Taiji diagram, and the entire hall immediately shook violently. The beams creaked, and dust rained down.

Taking advantage of the swirling shockwaves while the City God was still stunned, Chen Mu moved like an arrow, lunging forward again. The black light on the soul-slaying blade suddenly intensified.

"Slash!"

The blade light tore through the air, striking directly at the City God's face.

The City God had just absorbed the impact of the black Dragon. He did not expect Chen Mu to advance again and could only block horizontally with his whip in his haste.

"Crack!"

This collision sound was completely different.

The soul-slaying blade was already imbued with the tribulation power of the Hunyuan Wuji Calamity Body, which now spread up along the steel whip. Wherever it passed, the black and white Yin and Yang energy on the whip suddenly dissipated.

The City God was terrified and hurriedly withdrew his whip to retreat, but it was too late.

Chen Mu did not alter the momentum of his blade, and the edge already sliced across the City God's left shoulder.

"Ssh!"

The red robe tore, and a wound deep enough to see bone appeared. No blood flowed out; instead, some gray-white mist emerged.

"Ah!"

The City God let out a miserable scream and retreated repeatedly, his previous majesty long gone.

"You... what kind of power is this?!"

Chen Mu did not answer and was about to press his advantage when a cold laugh suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Lord City God."

A figure pushed the door open and entered. He wore black clothes and had a sinister face; it was none other than Zhao Qinghe.

He held a thin, curved blade, the body of which gleamed with a ghostly green luster, clearly quenched in deadly poison.

"Why aren't you coming to help yet!"

The City God's eyes were splitting with rage, but Zhao Qinghe's gaze fell directly on Chen Mu, a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes.

"Chief Chen, long time no see. Oh, perhaps I should call you Hero Chen? You really can stir up trouble wherever you go."

Chen Mu's pupils constricted slightly.

Zhao Qinghe appearing here meant that Xu Changze had long anticipated that he would make a move against the City God, and might have even set a deeper trap.

At this moment, he was already struggling to deal with the City God; with the addition of Zhao Qinghe, he would definitely have his weaknesses exposed.

He turned his head to look at Qi Huan. At this moment, he had already repelled two underworld soldiers, but he had also added some new wounds, and his breathing was somewhat chaotic.

"Chief Qi!"

At the same time Chen Mu called out, Qi Huan also roared, abandoning the other underworld soldiers and lunging straight at Zhao Qinghe.

"I'll fight you!"

Zhao Qinghe sneered, his curved blade tracing an eerie arc as he met Qi Huan's palms head-on. The two exchanged over a dozen moves in an instant.

In terms of cultivation, Zhao Qinghe was only in the Late Stage of the Dao Entry Realm, but his blade technique was sinister and tricky, and coupled with the poison on his blade, Qi Huan, mindful of his injuries, could not take him down for a moment.

On the other side, the City God seized the precious moment of respite and hurriedly mobilized his Divine Power to repair his wounds, while screaming and shouting.

"Where are the underworld soldiers? Come quickly to protect me!"

Messy footsteps immediately came from outside the hall; clearly, underworld soldiers had heard the commotion and were rushing over.

Chen Mu's heart sank; the situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse.

There was the City God ahead who had not been eliminated, Zhao Qinghe stirring up trouble in the back, and underworld soldiers besieging them from the outside.

If he could not finish this quickly, he was afraid he would really be finished here tonight.

His gaze swept past the City God and glanced at Zhao Qinghe, thoughts racing in his mind.

Suddenly, a cold light appeared in his eyes. He fully activated the Divine Void Step beneath his feet, but instead of lunging at the City God, his figure charged straight at Zhao Qinghe.

Zhao Qinghe was entangled with Qi Huan and never expected Chen Mu to suddenly attack him. In his haste, he swung his blade to block.

"Clang!"

The soul-slaying blade collided with the curved blade. Zhao Qinghe felt a sharp pain, and his curved blade flew out of his hand.

However, Chen Mu's blade strike was a feint. Taking advantage of the moment the two blades touched, his left hand quickly reached out, and he pointed a finger at Zhao Qinghe's chest.

This finger strike seemed understated, but it contained the tribulation power refined by the Hunyuan Wuji Calamity Body, and the fingertip glowed with a dark golden luster.

"Pfft!"

The finger actually pierced into his body!

Zhao Qinghe's whole body shook violently, and a layer of gray-white color instantly covered his face. He felt a force rampaging inside his body, crazily destroying his Meridians and organs, finally exploding with a bang.

"Ah!"

He screamed and retreated several steps, spraying blood from his mouth, while Chen Mu, having used the force of the rebound, vaulted backward, the soul-slaying blade slicing toward the City God once again.

The series of actions was smooth and flowing, all within the span of a breath.

The City God had just repaired half of his wound when he saw the blade light arrive again. He was immediately scared out of his wits, hurriedly raising his steel whip to block.

"Clang!"

Another hard clash, but this time, the City God's wounds were not healed, his Divine Power was insufficient, and he was actually forced to one knee by Chen Mu's blade strike.

Chen Mu did not let up once he gained the advantage; his blade momentum was like a storm, suppressing the City God tightly.

On the other side, Zhao Qinghe was already heavily injured and on the ground. How could Qi Huan miss the opportunity? He forcefully summoned a breath of Protective Aura, struck out with both palms, and slammed them fiercely onto the top of his skull. The sound of his skull fracturing was clearly audible.

Zhao Qinghe's eyes widened, the vitality in them rapidly dissipating, and his body slumped down limply.

Before they could even heave a sigh of relief, the underworld soldiers from outside the hall had already rushed in, numbering over twenty, surrounding the two of them.

Seeing this, the City God's spirit was instantly lifted, and he roared hoarsely.

"Take them down for me, dead or alive!"

The underworld soldiers shouted in unison, each wielding their weapons as they lunged forward. Chen Mu and Qi Huan stood back-to-back, their expressions grave.

"Chen Mu, I'll block them; you kill the City God first!"

Qi Huan gritted his teeth and held on. His injuries had recurred, his breath was already unstable, and he was clearly at the end of his tether.

Meanwhile, the City God's killing intent boiled over, reaching its Peak.

This brat must not be left alive.

He swung his steel whip and then let out a sharp howl toward the sky.

Amidst the howl, his crimson official robe fluttered without wind. Within the entire range of the City God Temple's influence, the Yin Qi of the earth veins and the Power Of Will from incense offerings frantically gathered toward him, and the Yin and Yang steel whip flared with blinding light.

"Karma Fire Red Lotus, Burning the Divine Soul and Refining the Spirit!"

The City God roared, pouring all the terrifying power that had gathered into the steel whip, and threw it fiercely toward Chen Mu.

After the Yin and Yang steel whip left his hand, it transformed into an incredibly eerie dark red lotus. Countless painful, twisted faces appeared on the petals, opening their mouths to emit silent wails, instantly locking onto Chen Mu.

This was the City God's trump card, using the Power Of Will from incense and earth vein Yin Qi as fuel to ignite the Karma fire.

It specialized in burning Karma and extinguishing the Divine Soul!

Once touched by this Karma Fire Red Lotus, even those at the Peak of the Heart-Awakening Realm would be unable to escape the fate of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.