363: Chapter 363 Mystic Immortal Injured - Shame and Anger

Wuming could only clench his fists and say in a low voice, "Things have come to this; let's trust him once... Perhaps... he really can defy fate and become a god."

Mo Wudi nodded, his eyes flickering. He suddenly raised his voice in warning: "Lord Jiang Chen, the methods of the Demon Race are treacherous and unpredictable. You must be extra cautious!"

"Understood. You all step back a bit. Once I've slaughtered him, everything will be fine," Jiang Chen responded in a heavy voice.

At this moment, the life-and-death duel between Jiang Chen and Tian Xie was on the verge of breaking out. Tian Xie approached slowly, demonic flames surging around him as black energy billowed like an unceasing tide. A suffocating pressure overwhelmed everything, pressing toward Jiang Chen, intending to crush his will from the depths of his soul.

Jiang Chen remained motionless, a cold light flashing in his eyes and killing intent as sharp as a blade. In an instant, a vast and profound aura that swept across the eight directions exploded forth, colliding head-on with that towering demonic might—the two forces tore at each other violently in mid-air, locked in a stalemate where neither could overpower the other by even half a point.

Tian Xie's expression suddenly darkened, and fury churned in his chest. As a dignified Mysterious Immortal, he was actually being held back in terms of aura by a mere True Immortal? If this person were to step into the Mysterious Immortal realm, wouldn't he be able to crush him at will?

Leaving someone with such monstrous potential alive would only be like nursing a tiger that would eventually cause trouble. The Demon Race had always believed in pulling up weeds by the roots; the more unformed a genius was, the more they had to personally strangle them in the cradle.

"What I enjoy most is personally snuffing out those geniuses who have yet to bloom—that pleasure is even more satisfying than drinking blood!"

"Jiang Chen, your talent is extraordinary, and so... you are doomed to die."

Tian Xie spoke through gritted teeth, each word like a driven nail.

"You want to kill me?" Jiang Chen curled his lip into a grim sneer. "You're not qualified."

Back then, how many Demon Gods had fallen by his hand? More than three or five. This mere demon before him actually dared to bark in his presence? If it weren't for the need to use this slaughter to temper his Second Primordial Spirit, he would have slapped him into soul-dissipation long ago!

"Hmph, once I succeed in my possession, let's see if you can still laugh!" Tian Xie shouted coldly.

...

"Have you chattered enough? Take a punch!"

Boom—!

A bolt of purple-white lightning astral energy struck down from the nine heavens, piercing straight toward Jiang Chen's crown. Instead of avoiding it, he opened his mouth to swallow it, absorbing the entire bolt of heavenly lightning into his body! Lightning naturally countered all evil and was an innate suppression for the Demon Race. Now, he channeled the lightning into his meridians, his entire body turning into a source of thunder. Golden light exploded as electric snakes danced wildly; he looked like a God of Thunder standing upon the clouds, his power soaring to the sky and making the void hum and tremble.

Even Tian Xie's pupils constricted—this technique of summoning lightning to possess the body was something he had only seen once in his life.

He didn't dare be careless. Thick, ink-like demonic baleful energy suddenly steamed up around him, wrapping around his body in layers that could both boost his combat power and protect his soul.

"Jiang Chen, I have indeed underestimated you."

"However, did you think you could suppress the Demon Race with just this bit of lightning magic? Naive!"

"Our race is at the peak of all spirits, with talent surpassing all the heavens! You ants from the lower realms, even if you cultivate the Great Dao, you are still lowborn to the bone!"

Tian Xie roared arrogantly, his voice shaking the surroundings.

"The Demon Race?" Jiang Chen's eyes were like lightning as he spoke word by word, "Nothing more than maggots cowering in the mud of the abyss. If I'm unhappy, I'll crush you all to dust with one step."

"You're lucky—it happens to be a critical moment in my closed-door meditation to condense my spirit. I won't take your life today; I'll just cripple your cultivation and have a good fight."

Before his voice had even faded, the killing intent in his eyes surged. His body shot out like an arrow from a bow, and he threw a punch—

Wherever the punch's wind reached, the void cracked inch by inch, the earth shook violently, and rocks tumbled down as if a giant dragon were turning over and shaking the earth's veins!

Boom!!!

The golden lightning filling the sky exploded, turning into a boiling sea of thunder. Jiang Chen stood on the crest of the waves, his robes fluttering and his battle intent burning the sky. He was like a God of War of Lightning in charge of heavenly punishment; this punch seemed capable of tearing the sky and collapsing the universe!

Tian Xie's heart suddenly tightened, and a chill ran down his spine—could a True Immortal body really counter-attack a Mysterious Immortal?!

Disgrace! A bone-deep humiliation! How could he, a noble of the Demon Race, allow a commoner to stand above him?!

"Jiang Chen, you world-troubling monster, the heavens and earth will not tolerate you! Be gone—body and soul destroyed!!"

Calming down through extreme rage, a fierce light surged in Tian Xie's eyes. As a Mysterious Immortal, he was a veteran of many battles; how could he fear a fight? He pressed his five fingers together, the edge of his palm as sharp as a blade, and slashed out fiercely—

In an instant, pitch-black demonic light erupted, churning and condensing into a strange black dragon that blotted out the sun! The dragon's head was hideous, its claws tore through the air, and its roar threatened to split one's soul. Carrying a momentum that could destroy heaven and earth, it lunged down to devour Jiang Chen!

"A crooked-necked loach thinks it's worthy of blocking my lightning?"

Jiang Chen sneered. The lightning essence in his body erupted, and ten thousand feet of golden light soared into the sky, instantly condensing—

A giant thunder dragon with shining golden scales and fierce claws roared as it ascended, meeting the attack with the power to punish evil and purge demons!

The golden dragon and the black dragon collided with a boom. Lightning and demonic flames slaughtered each other frantically. The world lost its color, and the winds and clouds rolled back. The battle instantly fell into a stalemate where neither could do anything to the other.

Witnessing this, Jiang Chen immediately channeled his divine power. In an instant, thunderclouds churned and electric light exploded as another enraged thunder dragon tore through the sky, lunging fiercely at Tian Xie.

The two thunder dragons, hideous as hell and fierce as fire, instantly shredded the black-scaled demonic dragon. Then, with the force of ten thousand tons, they went straight for Tian Xie's throat.

"Jiang Chen, today I'll let you taste exactly what kind of chasm lies between a Mysterious Immortal and a True Immortal!"

Tian Xie's sharp roar shook the sky, and his demonic breath surged. As the void distorted, a thousand-foot demonic sword condensed out of thin air, its cold light swallowing the sun and its baleful energy splitting the earth.

The giant sword slashed down. In an instant, thousands of blade lights shot out, weaving into a forest-like absolute killing array. Wherever the blade passed, even space cracked inch by inch. Before the two roaring thunder dragons could get close, they were sliced to pieces, dissipating into a sky full of electric sparks.

The pitch-black blade array blotted out the sky, carrying the intent of annihilation as it pressed down on Jiang Chen, appearing ready to grind him into powder.

Jiang Chen's expression did not change. His fingertips moved slightly as he silently recited a mantra, putting all his effort into unleashing the Grass Word Sword Art he had contemplated for a long time.

A Grass Sword, as emerald green and translucent as jade, rose from his palm. Every detail was visible, yet it held the weight of a mountain and the sharpness of lightning.

He flicked his wrist, and the Grass Sword slashed out horizontally—

A cyan-white sword light tore through the void. It was sharp to the extreme, like an ancient beast breaking free from its seal and roaring to the heavens. With one strike, the world lost its color and the universe was overturned. The blade light array exploded on contact. Before the fragments could even scatter, the sword light had already pierced through the air, aiming straight for the space between Tian Xie's eyebrows!

The breath of death rushed toward him. Tian Xie's pupils constricted, and he hurriedly summoned his demonic sword to block, pouring all the demonic essence in his body into the blade.

Boom—!

The sword light and the demonic sword collided, producing a piercing screech before both disintegrated. Jiang Chen stood where he was, his sleeves undisturbed and his aura steady; however, Tian Xie stumbled back three steps, his face ashen, as a trickle of dark red blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh my, Lord Tian Xie, didn't you say Mysterious Immortals are high and mighty? How is it that after just one encounter, you're coughing up blood?" Jiang Chen sneered. "I've finally seen it with my own eyes today—the difference between a Mysterious Immortal and a True Immortal is simply whether or not one spits up blood."

Tian Xie's face twitched, filled with shame and rage, as if he had been struck with a loud slap in public.

"Jiang Chen! You're looking for death—today, this ends only when one of us is dead!"

His hair stood on end with fury, and demonic flames soared into the sky. He opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of demonic energy as thick as ink, blotting out the sun and covering the sky. Thunder rolled within the cloud, and in an instant, ten thousand pitch-black demonic lightning bolts and scarlet evil electricity struck down together like a torrential downpour, slamming into Jiang Chen.

None of these lightning bolts were ordinary; they contained the laws of refinement and were a killing move Tian Xie had personally forged by mimicking tribulation lightning...

He was certain that once this move was unleashed, it would definitely pin Jiang Chen to a dead end.

Facing this world-destroying tide of lightning, Jiang Chen found it difficult to find a flaw for a moment and could only defend temporarily while waiting for an opportunity.

But he knew well that a long defense would eventually fail, so he immediately changed his strategy: first, hold fast like a mountain and control movement with stillness, then seek an opening to counter-attack.

He straightened his back, his divine power surging like a river. Golden light erupted from his body's surface, and an incredibly thick lightning barrier rose from the ground, forcefully blocking all the demonic lightning from the sky.