71: Step on it again, powerless and furious

That voice made all of Yuan Haotian's hair stand on end in an instant!

It was him!

Jiang Chen!

How could he... Before the full extent of Yuan Haotian's horror could rise, an inexplicable sense of terrifying crisis completely enveloped him.

Without thinking, he frantically channeled all the spiritual power within his body, instantly activating the True Dragon Body Protection Divine Light to its maximum, while simultaneously intending to retreat violently to one side.

However, it was too late.

Jiang Chen, who was fiercely battling Ao Ya and Mo Yuan, didn't even turn his head.

He merely flicked a finger in a momentary lull while suppressing the two of them.

A seemingly inconspicuous dark Sword Qi, ignoring the distance of space and the turbulence of energy, arrived in an instant with a speed that surpassed everyone's comprehension.

Swoosh!

A soft sound.

Yuan Haotian's True Dragon Body Protection Divine Light was as fragile as paper in front of this dark Sword Qi, easily pierced through.

The Sword Qi's momentum did not diminish, directly penetrating his right shoulder.

"Ah!"

Yuan Haotian let out a shrill scream, his entire body struck down, falling heavily from mid-air, landing not far from Xiao Tiandu.

Blood flowed from his shoulder, instantly staining his golden python robe red.

The entire scene once again fell into a silence.

Everyone who was fighting unconsciously stopped their actions, staring blankly at this scene.

Multitasking?

No, this was no longer something that could be described as multitasking.

In the terrifying battle of simultaneously suppressing two young Prodigies, he still had the spare energy to gravely injure another top Prodigy with a single finger from a long distance away!

What terrifying control and strength this was!

"This... is this even human?"

A Loose Cultivator's voice trembled, his Magic Treasure falling to the ground.

Ao Ya and Mo Yuan also stopped their attacks, exchanging glances, both seeing deep apprehension and shock in each other's eyes.

They finally understood that from beginning to end, Jiang Chen had never used his full strength.

He was toying with them!

"Saint is mighty!"

Wen Yan, hiding behind a rock, saw this scene and was so excited she almost jumped up, shouting at the top of her lungs.

Xiao Tiandu struggled to sit up from the ground, looking at Yuan Haotian, who was rolling and wailing on the ground in front of him.

He then glanced at the distant figure who remained calm and composed, his gaze extremely complicated.

Once, he was his goal to chase, but now he couldn't even see his back.

"Tsk."

Jiang Chen clicked his tongue, a hint of dissatisfaction.

This strike, he had originally aimed for Yuan Haotian's heart.

He hadn't expected this guy's True Dragon Physique to actually have some tricks, allowing him to shift his body by half an inch at the last moment, dodging the fatal blow.

"Such a tenacious life."

He shook his head, his figure flickered, and he directly disengaged from the battle with Ao Ya and Mo Yuan.

Like a teleportation, he appeared in front of Yuan Haotian.

Ao Ya and Mo Yuan's expressions changed, but they were horrified to find that they were both locked by an invisible Qi mechanism; any slight movement would surely be met with a thunderous strike.

They dared not move!

They could only watch helplessly as Jiang Chen walked towards the Crown Prince of Tianyuan Divine Dynasty, who was already completely terrified.

"You... don't come over!"

Yuan Haotian looked at Jiang Chen slowly approaching, the color drained from his face, his eyes filled with unprecedented fear.

He wanted to escape, but the strange Sword Qi that pierced his shoulder not only severely injured his Physical Body but also seemed to Seal all his spiritual power, making it incredibly difficult for him to even move a finger.

"Just now, you wanted to step on his head?"

Jiang Chen walked up to Yuan Haotian, looked down at him from above, and asked in a calm tone.

"You... what do you want to do..."

Yuan Haotian's voice trembled, no longer possessing any of a Crown Prince's majesty.

"Is that so?"

Jiang Chen smiled, reached out and grabbed Yuan Haotian's neck, lifting him up like a little chicken.

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon."

With that, Jiang Chen slammed Yuan Haotian's entire body heavily onto the ground.

Boom!!!

The earth shook violently, and a huge human-shaped pit appeared.

Yuan Haotian lay at the bottom of the pit, his bones, countless of them, broken from that impact, blood gushing from his mouth, looking utterly disheveled.

His original Dragon Soul, which had possessed him, was also directly shattered by Jiang Chen's smash.

Then, without any pause, Jiang Chen slowly raised his foot, and under everyone's gaze, he once again fiercely stepped on Yuan Haotian's face.

"I, for one, don't like others imitating me."

Crack!

A clear sound of bone cracking rang out.

Yuan Haotian's nasal bone was crushed on the spot, his entire face deeply embedded in the mud.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with teeth, the intense pain and boundless humiliation made his vision go black, almost causing him to faint.

"Did you remember?"

Jiang Chen's sole ground slightly, asking indifferently.

"This time, the footprint on your face should be deeper, right?"

Jiang Chen's foot pressed down slightly, grinding.

"Next time, I'll directly crush your head."

"Jiang... Chen... My Tianyuan Divine Dynasty... will never rest until you are dead!"

Yuan Haotian used his last ounce of strength to let out a venomous roar.

"Oh, really?"

A chilling killing intent surged in Jiang Chen's eyes.

"In that case, there's even less need to keep you alive."

He released the pressure from his foot, intending to completely shatter Yuan Haotian's Divine Soul.

However, at that moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from Yuan Haotian's body!

A Dragon scale-shaped jade talisman flew out from his embrace, instantly shattering and transforming into a massive spatial vortex, enveloping his body.

"Spatial Escape Talisman?"

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, a little surprised.

The aura of this escape talisman far surpassed the ordinary, clearly a supreme treasure for saving one's life.

Almost at the instant the vortex appeared, Yuan Haotian's figure was pulled by a powerful spatial force, instantly disappearing from his original spot.

Only a venomous Divine Thought lingered in the air.

"Jiang Chen! The humiliation of today, I, Yuan Haotian, will surely repay a hundredfold!!"

Immediately after, a faint phantom appeared.

A middle-aged man wearing an imperial crown and Dragon robes, it was the Emperor of the Tianyuan Imperial Dynasty, Yuan Canglan.

"Injuring my child, humiliating my Tianyuan Imperial Family! The day the Ancient Tomb closes will be the day of your death, Jiang Chen!"

Yuan Canglan's phantom let out an earth-shattering roar, its voice echoing throughout the entire Ancient Tomb space.

Then everything returned to dust, dissipating completely.

"..."

Jiang Chen withdrew his foot, looking at the empty ground, and clicked his tongue in displeasure.

"He ran quite fast."

He wasn't concerned about Yuan Canglan's threats; in his opinion, they were just a few words of impotent rage.

He simply felt it was a pity that he couldn't personally kill Yuan Haotian.

However, it didn't matter.

Anyway, they would meet again sooner or later.

It wouldn't be too late to kill him then.

He turned around, his gaze once again falling on Ao Ya and Mo Yuan not far away.

"Alright, let's continue."