Chapter 1233: The Holy Weapon?

Under the heavens, thunderous booms shook the sky.

In Shixue Xian Shan, the domineering Ye Chen continued to display his divine might, toppling one mountain peak after another.

Outside the mountains, Shixue Laomo remained hidden in the void space, still not making a move, but his face had twisted into something demonic and terrifying. The overwhelming killing intent froze the very space around him.

This scene was far from what he had anticipated.

He had thought his scheme of luring the enemy and counterattacking would regain the initiative for Shixue Zong, but it had escalated into this mess. Attacking was easy enough, but Shixue Shenzu's safety was no longer guaranteed.

Compared to the treasures lost by Shixue Zong, Shixue Laomo valued Shixue Shenzu's potential far more.

Over the years, Shixue Zong had poured countless heavenly divine items into nurturing him.

Shixue Shenzu was the sect's heir, far superior to ordinary disciples or elders. If he died, it would be an irreplaceable catastrophe.

Yet, they couldn't get him back.

As a Sheng person, Shixue Laomo found himself trapped in this dilemma, unable to advance or retreat, his killing intent toward Ye Chen reaching an uncontrollable peak.

Kill!

Shixue Sheng made his move, his eyes blood-red and his expression manic, thrusting a deadly sword strike at Ye Chen's clone. He was driven to madness, even willing to sacrifice Shixue Shenzu.

Damn!

Ye Chen never expected Shixue Sheng to be so insane, disregarding his own son's life.

In a flash, Ye Chen's clone transformed into a wisp of mist, carrying the ninety million Yuan Shi back to his true self, and with that, Shixue Shenzu was rescued as well.

Bastard!

After taking Shixue Shenzu, Shixue Sheng roared in fury, for his son was now utterly crippled.

Kill!

Shixue Laomo bellowed from the other side, charging into Shixue Xian Shan with a finger strike that could destroy heavens and earth.

Let's go!

Ye Chen acted decisively, using a step to shrink the ground into inches and dodging the fatal attack, fleeing without a second thought.

Stay!

Shixue Laomo raged, his killing aura piercing the skies, slamming down a palm that sealed off this entire realm.

Break!

Ye Chen's bloodline and Dao principles trembled in unison, forcibly breaking free from the seal. With one step, he exited Shixue Xian Shan, vanishing like smoke from Shixue Xing and shooting into the vast starry sky as a beam of unparalleled immortal light.

Kill!

Shixue Laomo roared, pursuing with a massive spatial shift, his Sheng might like a mountain range, causing the starry sky to rumble and turning vast swaths of meteorites into dust. The entire cosmos trembled in response.

You're impressive!

Ye Chen didn't dare turn back for a direct confrontation—he couldn't match Shixue Laomo, who was no ordinary Sheng.

Buzz! Buzz!

The two streaked through the stars like twin beams of immortal light.

Bang! Boom!

The starry sky turned chaotic due to their chase and escape, drawing attention from ancient stars nearby. Many cultivators emerged, and passersby stopped to watch.

It's Shixue Laomo!

That fleeing one—isn't that the Huang realm expert who was hunting a Sheng's Yuan Shen earlier?

What's going on?

How did they end up fighting?

Amid the starry void, discussions erupted everywhere, but no one dared to follow for a closer look. One was Shixue Zong's infamous ancestor with unmatched Sheng might, and the other was no pushover, having boldly hunted a Sheng's Yuan Shen before. Getting caught in the crossfire could mean instant death.

Boom! Bang!

The rumbling in that patch of starry sky grew even louder.

Shixue Sheng and his group had returned, summoned by Shixue Laomo's transmission to join the battle. Like a tidal wave, they swarmed in, surrounding Ye Chen, each radiating murderous intent and twisted, ferocious faces.

Die!

Shixue Zong's nine Zhun Sheng were the fastest, uniting to activate a bronze mirror—it was a Sheng Bing.

That mirror's not bad!

Ye Chen dodged the Sheng Bing's sweep in one step, instantly closing in on a Zhun Sheng and slapping him flying. Then, with a backhand punch, he battered Shixue Sheng until he was covered in blood and bones.

The Sheng Bing bronze mirror lost much of its power as those two Zhun Sheng were knocked down.

Come here!

Ye Chen manifested a golden hand, seizing the bronze mirror and sealing it into his Hun Dun Ding.

But he paid the price for it—a finger from Shixue Laomo pierced his chest, and several Zhun Sheng struck him in succession, cracking his Sheng body and spraying out dazzling golden blood.

Worth it!

Ye Chen grinned, dragging his wounded body to escape. The Shixue Zong experts charging at him were swept away by a single palm, sending waves of figures plummeting. From a crowd of a hundred thousand cultivators, he carved out a bloody path.

You won't escape!

Shixue Laomo thundered, raising one hand to the sky and unleashing a supreme secret technique—a massive blood-red vortex thousands of feet wide, carrying destructive force that engulfed the starry sky, its devouring power irresistible.

On the spot, the fleeing Ye Chen was sucked into the blood-red vortex.

Truly domineering!

Ye Chen struggled with all his might, but it was futile. The vortex was too powerful, grinding away his immortal light, suppressing his boiling Sheng blood, and wildly draining the essence from his Dan Hai.

Heavenly Dao!

Ye Chen shouted silently in his heart, instantly vanishing into the Heavenly Dao.

Kill!

Kill!

The Shixue Zong experts all looked like demons, grinding their teeth as they stared at the blood-red vortex, well aware of its dominance. Even a Sheng swallowed into it would likely perish.

Destroy!

Shixue Laomo clenched his spread fingers into a fist, and the colossal blood-red vortex shattered in an instant, unleashing forces of annihilation that would obliterate anything inside.

Now, the starry sky fell silent. Everyone, including Shixue Laomo, instinctively believed Ye Chen had been destroyed.

This is the price for provoking Shixue Zong!

Shixue Laomo's icy voice echoed through the stars, carrying boundless authority. All who heard it, except for Sheng, trembled uncontrollably under the immense pressure, filled with fear.

In the spatial black hole, Ye Chen staggered, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face pale.

Hao Tian Shi Yue hurriedly emerged, crushing a pill and drawing out an immortal pool to help stabilize Ye Chen's injuries.

I'm fine!

Ye Chen smirked, wiping the blood from his mouth. The wounds were serious but not enough to harm his core. He was lucky to have escaped into the Heavenly Dao; otherwise, the vortex might have trapped him.

Hao Tian Shi Yue still looked at him worriedly. "This time, you went a bit too far."

"Worth it." Ye Chen grinned again, waving his hand to pull out the plundered treasures, piling them up higher than a giant peak. All sorts of dazzling items caught the eye. "See anything you like? Pick for yourself."

"I like you." Hao Tian Shi Yue blinked her beautiful eyes at him.

"Don't mess around." Ye Chen said, then hauled over his Hun Dun Shen Ding. "Here, I'll give you a Sheng Bing!"

"You keep it for yourself. I—"

"Damn." Hao Tian Shi Yue hadn't finished when Ye Chen cut her off with a curse.

"What the hell? Where's that Sheng Bing bronze mirror?" Ye Chen stared at his Hun Dun Shen Ding with a face full of black lines.

"It ate it." The Hun Dun Shen Ding trembled, its body actually produced a voice.

"I..." Ye Chen nearly choked, never imagining his own natal artifact would be so bold—storing something with it for a moment, and poof, it was gone.

"This ding of yours is really interesting." Hao Tian Shi Yue circled around the Hun Dun Shen Ding, examining it up and down. In such a short time, it had devoured a Sheng Bing. She'd never seen such a powerful divine artifact before.

"Headache." Ye Chen rubbed his brow hard.

"It's gone, but it wasn't wasted." Hao Tian Shi Yue smiled. "Your big ding has gotten a lot stronger."

"That's true. The Sheng Bing's gone, so pick something else. That Shen Zhu and that Xian Yi are pretty good." Ye Chen sifted through the mountain of treasures, handing over some top-quality items to Hao Tian Shi Yue.

"I'll take them as betrothal gifts." Hao Tian Shi Yue smiled charmingly.

"Not giving them, take them back."

"As if." Hao Tian Shi Yue said, waving her hand to put on the pure white Xian Yi. She even spun in place, like a fairy dancing lightly, surrounded by immortal radiance, utterly pure and flawless.

"Fits well." Ye Chen glanced her up and down.

"Beautiful?"

"Even more so without clothes."