428: Chapter 428 Overconfidence in the Face of the Enemy - Mid-Stage of the Counterattack

"Jiang Chen! You forced my hand—even if it means mutual destruction, I will stop you from stepping into the next palace! The resurrection plan of the ten great ferocious beasts shall not be meddled with by you!"

Long Que's eyes were blood-red, looking like a madman. His right hand flipped suddenly, and in his palm lay a pill as red as molten lava.

The Old Taoist saw this and cried out in alarm: "Oh no! That is the mad demon pill! Consuming it breaks the cultivation barrier—jumping from the early stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm to the mid-stage! Senior Jiang Chen, quickly stop him! The Great Luo laws will surge, and you might not be able to win easily!"

This pill is heaven-defying, but the price is terrifying: whoever consumes it loses three days of their lifespan, their soul lamp will extinguish, and no medicine can save them.

Before the Old Taoist could finish speaking, Jiang Chen did not move. Instead, his eyes brightened, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Excellent. I was just worried he was too weak to help me temper my fighting spirit—I hope this mad demon pill can really help him last a few more moves."

The Old Taoist and the others were speechless. Perhaps this was the arrogance and composure that only those who truly stood at the pinnacle possessed—something mortals could look up to, but never learn, no matter how hard they tried throughout their lives.

Long Que felt a heat in his heart and seized the opportunity to swallow the mad demon pill whole.

The violent medicinal power exploded like surging magma, forcibly pushing him from the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm to the mid-stage!

The divine power in his body surged like a churning sea, and the Great Luo laws swam around his body like living creatures. Long Que's eyes burned brightly as he grinned hideously: "Jiang Chen, you are too arrogant! But precisely because of that, I was able to safely swallow this mad demon pill—today is your death day!"

"It is merely a forced elevation by one realm. With a foundation built on pills, your foundation is unstable and your laws are loose. Do you really think you can defeat me?"

Jiang Chen's lips curled, his tone filled with mockery.

"If I weren't keeping you to sharpen my blade, I would have crushed your skull with one palm long ago."

"Impudent brat! How dare you trample on the might of a Great Luo Golden Immortal? I will scatter your soul and ensure you never reincarnate!"

Long Que's hair and beard stood on end, his roar shattering the clouds.

"What I am insulting is not the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, but your pathetic, blustering, and frantic self."

Before Jiang Chen finished speaking, the void behind him suddenly tore open. A Golden Armored War God stepped out from the light, holding a fangtian painted halberd, his body wreathed in undying, ancient fighting intent.

With a thought, the War God shot into the sky. His armor was cold, his gaze like a blade, filled only with slaughter and defiance. He stood above the nine heavens, waving his halberd tip, causing the galaxy to invert—the Po Jun and Tan Lang stars suddenly blazed, their baleful light tearing through the firmament. Carrying destructive divine radiance, they crashed down toward Long Que like two meteors of doom!

"Hmph! The might of a mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal is no longer what it used to be! With your cultivation at the early stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, you cannot even touch the hem of my clothes!"

Long Que roared at the sky, cold light shooting from his eyes. Demonic flames surged around him, condensing into a bizarre demon realm—a vast heavenly river flowed within it, and a black-scaled flood dragon twisted and roared, its demonic energy shaking the heavens and earth. It turned into a dark vortex that devoured everything, swallowing the Po Jun and Tan Lang stars whole!

"Jiang Chen, if you want to rewrite the eternal iron laws, you are an enemy of the Heavenly Dao! You, a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal, dare to overturn this world? This time, let's see where you can run! Even if I am at death's door to slay you... if I let you grow, my Ferocious Beast Clan will sooner or later be uprooted by you! To be buried here with you, I, Long Que, can face my ancestors! I must admit, even though I have now reached the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, I still feel a chill down my spine when I see you—but this game ends here!"

Before he finished speaking, the vortex of the demon realm surged violently. Its suction was like an abyss, tearing at the void, directly covering Jiang Chen!

Jiang Chen smiled indifferently: "If you truly treat that Golden Armored War God as mere decoration... I fear you will suffer a miserable defeat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the War God swung his arm and threw the halberd—

"Roar!!!"

The fangtian painted halberd transformed into a dragon as it broke through the air. Golden scales dazzled the world, the dragon's roar shattered the sky, and it carried the momentum to suppress the heavens, crashing into the demon realm to fight the black-scaled flood dragon head-on!

A flood dragon is ultimately not a dragon, and its sinews could not withstand the divine might. Within seven breaths, its spine was torn open by the golden dragon's claws, twisting it into fragments of scales filling the sky!

The dragon was destroyed, the realm collapsed, and the vortex dissipated inch by inch.

"You are not of the dragon lineage, merely a reptile. How dare you claim dragon might? A mantis trying to stop a chariot, seeking your own humiliation." Jiang Chen said coldly.

Hearing this, Long Que was consumed by rage, his Three Corpses jumping in fury: "Too much deception!!!"

He roared repeatedly, drawing a demonic blade wreathed in demonic energy with his backhand. The cold light was blinding, and he charged fiercely at the golden dragon's afterimage!

The sword momentum was like a celestial shuttle piercing the clouds, infused with the power of laws, and he slashed down—the golden dragon let out a mournful cry and disintegrated on the spot!

"Jiang Chen, the phantom you summoned is fragile! I have mastered the Great Luo laws, and you will surely die!"

Long Que stood with his blade, chanting an ancient incantation. Spiritual light burst around his body, and he actually split into three avatars with identical aura, cultivation, and appearance!

"This technique can only be performed at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm—'One Qi Becomes Three Pure Ones', a lost forbidden technique I excavated from ancient ruins! Jiang Chen, dying under this technique is your destiny, kneel and accept your judgment!"

Before he finished speaking, one of the avatars had already raised an ancient red sword. The blade was wrapped in thick blood mist, demonic energy surged like boiling water, and the fishy wind hit his face, chilling the soul.

The avatar laughed strangely, looking like a madman, stepping forward with an aura that crushed mountains—

A horizontal slash, blood light piercing the sun, like a blood-stained mountain range pressing down from the sky. Everywhere it passed, space cracked inch by inch, full of world-destroying might!

The Old Taoist and the others felt their chests shake violently and their spines turn cold—this strike was simply appalling! But this was only the power driven by one of Long Que's clones, clearly possessing the world-destroying pressure of the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

At this rate, Jiang Chen was in trouble.

"Sigh, Senior Jiang Chen was ultimately too arrogant."

"Allowing Long Que to swallow the mad demon pill, I fear he will be countered in a desperate situation and have his position reversed."

"The senior has world-shaking plans, but it is a pity his edge is too sharp and his timing insufficient, giving Long Que a chance to fight for his life."

"The true killing blow is never about leaving a lifeline, but about crushing all possibilities—cutting weeds and eliminating roots is the ultimate path!"

Everyone frowned, their hearts sinking, feeling that Jiang Chen would be severely injured in this battle, his blood staining the long sky.

At this moment, facing the world-destroying blade light slashed by Long Que's clone, Jiang Chen stood like a pine on a cliff, motionless. He didn't even lift a fingertip, as if he had completely given up defense, letting the blade fall upon him.

Seeing this, the Old Taoist and the others felt their hearts sink, half their bodies turning cold.

Long Que, however, could not suppress his ecstasy—the pressure from Jiang Chen that made him unable to breathe was finally going to be severed by his own hands! The joy was like pouring strong wine over his head, burning his eyes red.

But in an instant, the smile on his face froze.

High above in the sky, the Golden Armored War God raised a fangtian painted halberd again. His figure flashed, like thunder splitting the air, fiercely blocking the blade light!

The halberd tip collided, golden light exploded, and the blade light that tore through the void was forcibly stopped in mid-air, unable to advance an inch!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The blade light and the War God fought fiercely above the nine heavens, the gale whistling, the aftermath surging, fighting to a draw, evenly matched!

"Impossible! How can the puppet you summoned have such combat power?!" Long Que roared, his pupils shrinking violently.

Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his tone as light as a breeze: "I warned you not to underestimate it, but you turned a deaf ear—the situation today is the bitter fruit you brewed yourself."

Before he finished speaking, the Golden Armored War God roared at the sky, and a vast battlefield unfolded behind him: iron cavalry galloping, war flags fluttering, thousands of troops rushing like a tide. A fighting spirit that burned the eight wastes and peerless divine power poured into his body!

In an instant, that fangtian painted halberd seemed to swallow mountains, swinging out again with the momentum of ten thousand troops—with one strike, the blade light shattered, turning into fragments of stars filling the sky!

"Boom—!"

A golden light broke through the air, as scorching as a sun falling from the nine heavens, as sharp as a heavenly slash across the firmament, carrying the mighty divine power to crush heaven and earth, directly piercing through Long Que's clone!

That clone didn't even have time to focus its spirit before being ground into powder by the halberd light. Before the blood mist could dissipate, it had already turned into nothingness.