Chapter 893: Overwhelming Presence

Chapter 893: Overbearing Aura Leaks

Damn it!

On the vast Pan Long Hai Yu, a furious roar stirred up massive waves and turbulent storms.

The one raging was Xue Ling Lao Zu, his nose practically crooked with anger.

Indeed, he had been lucky enough to draw the number one jade slip, but his luck wasn't much better than anyone else's.

As for Shi Xue Yan Luo and the others, they were all smirking with schadenfreude. Although they too would have to use Tian Jing artifacts, seeing Xue Ling Lao Zu's furious old face filled them with delight for some reason.

Moreover, they had already imagined the ideal outcome: Xue Ling Lao Zu could use his Tian Jing artifact to split open the Hun Dun Shen Ding, but in doing so, the artifact itself would be severely damaged, turning into a broken Tian Jing artifact.

"Xue Ling Dao You, after you!"

"No need for your prompting." Xue Ling Lao Zu snorted coldly and suddenly summoned his Tian Jing artifact.

It was a blood-red divine saber, radiating blood light and crackling with lightning. It was enveloped in a fearsome blood aura, with every strand feeling as heavy as a mountain, and within it flowed the Dao principles of a Tian Jing cultivator, truly extraordinary.

All the old veterans present were well aware of the terror of this artifact, which was a key reason the Xue Ling family had prospered for generations.

Legend had it that the ancestors of the Xue Ling family were once major overlords of this land, their origins tracing back even earlier than the Chu Huang era. The family's Tian Jing artifact had been passed down from that time, a fearsome weapon that had drunk the blood of countless lives.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

As everyone marveled in their hearts, the artifact known as the Xue Ling Shen Dao began to hum, and many with weaker cultivation had to cover their ears.

Under the watchful eyes of all, Xue Ling Lao Zu slowly rose into the air until he reached thirty zhang high, then stopped. Holding the Xue Ling Shen Dao, he gazed into the void sky, perhaps influenced by the saber itself, making him appear like a majestic emperor.

Open for me!

With Xue Ling Lao Zu's mighty roar, he gripped the saber and slashed down from the heavens.

Buzz!

The saber light flashed dazzlingly. Its power was so overwhelming that it split the void sky open. Before it even landed, the Pan Long Hai Yu couldn't withstand the pressure and parted to both sides.

It's about to collide! It's about to collide!

At that moment, everyone's gaze converged on the scene. The world-shaking saber light was infinitely close to the Hun Dun Shen Ding.

However, just as the saber light was only three cun away from the Hun Dun Shen Ding, the cauldron suddenly hummed and casually shifted aside by three to five zhang.

Buzz!

The saber light's hum shook hearts, but it didn't stop because the Hun Dun Shen Ding had moved. It slashed straight down.

Damn it!

Hundreds of thousands of people cursed aloud at the same time, their voices combining into a thunderous roar that nearly shook the void sky apart.

What followed was a scene of unprecedented chaos and destruction.

Since the Hun Dun Shen Ding had dodged, the Xue Ling Shen Dao's light had no obstruction.

As a result, the Bei Chu allied forces suffered a massive disaster. They weren't far from the Hun Dun Shen Ding, after all.

Xue Ling Lao Zu's peak strike was truly overbearing. It carved a bloody path through hundreds of thousands of troops, turning countless people into ashes before they could even react under the world-shaking saber light.

Not only that, the Pan Long Hai Yu was also split open by this strike, kicking up waves thousands of zhang high.

Hundreds of thousands of troops fell into immediate disarray.

Why wouldn't people say Tian Jing artifacts were impressive? Why wouldn't they say Xue Ling Lao Zu's aura was overbearing? This single strike of his had turned at least ten thousand people into ashes, not counting those with missing limbs or severe injuries. If you tallied them all up, the numbers would be staggering.

Xue Ling!

Shi Xue Yan Luo and the others, who had dodged away, erupted in fury, as some of their own forces were among the dead.

"This isn't my fault! Why didn't you all restrain that cauldron?" Faced with the accusations, Xue Ling Lao Zu was furious and roared back, his voice echoing through heaven and earth to vent his long-pent-up frustration.

"We..." The group of old veterans was so choked by his words that they nearly spat blood. In that instant, they almost charged forward to take down that bastard.

"Hey, hey, hey?" Just as the atmosphere grew tense, someone shouted and pointed in a direction. "That cauldron is gone."

With that, hundreds of thousands of gazes turned sharply toward the spot, only to find the Hun Dun Shen Ding had miraculously vanished.

For a moment, everyone in the sky and on the ground froze collectively for a second.

Damn it!

In the next second, the Pan Long Hai Yu erupted in chaos. Angry roars like those of slaughtering pigs shook the heavens and earth.

What the hell is this? It ran away?

What the hell is this? We were played around by your master back in the day, and you're no different as his spiritual artifact—just pit us and run off!

Bastards!

The roars continued, making the ground tremble and the mountains shake, startling the armies of the various kings and the descendants of the emperors outside the Pan Long Hai Yu. Those who didn't know might think a mass slaughter was happening inside.

In contrast, the Wu Wang Da Ze was much calmer.

On the dark sea surface, Ye Chen had already stood up.

After a night of recovery, his Sheng Ti was barely repaired, but his face remained pale. He kept swallowing pills continuously, as the strange Wu Wang Da Ze was constantly draining his essence and Zhen Yuan.

Where is the way out?

Ye Chen murmured to himself, scanning the surroundings, which were nothing but an endless black ocean.

Unlike the Huang Mo Forbidden Ground, this place was eerily calm— at least the desert had constant sandstorms raging.

Moreover, what made his expression turn ugly was that the sky above Wu Wang Da Ze was also pitch black. When he activated the Jiu Tian Xing Chen Jue, he couldn't capture any star power at all, meaning Wu Wang Da Ze had isolated the stars.

This was not good news.

Although he had plenty of pills and spirit herbs, they would eventually run out. He needed a continuous supply, and if this dragged on, even his vast blood energy as an Huang Gu Sheng Ti would be depleted in Wu Wang Da Ze.

Hmm?

As he hesitated, the calm sea surface suddenly rippled.

He quickly retreated a step, summoning the Chi Xiao Sword in an instant, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the spot ten or so zhang away.

There, a black water column surged up and transformed into a human shape. The figure was slender, with black hair like a waterfall, and a sharply chiseled, angular face.

Ye Chen retreated another step, his eyes narrowing into slits, because the black water figure was identical to him. The only difference was that this black version of Ye Chen had empty eyes and no hint of human emotion on his face, like a walking corpse.

Zheng!

As Ye Chen frowned, the black Ye Chen also summoned a sword— a red one, its blade humming with energy. It was the Chi Xiao Sword.

Soon, the black Ye Chen moved, stepping forward and unleashing a world-shaking sword strike that split the heavens.

In response, Ye Chen advanced instead of retreating, swinging his Chi Xiao Sword to shatter the sword light.

Ba Huang!

He followed up with a punch.

However, to his surprise, the black Ye Chen used the same Ba Huang Quan, with power equal to his own.

Wan Jian Gui Yi!

Ye Chen activated his self-created divine ability, merging ten thousand swords into a single, devastating strike with crushing penetration.

But to his shock, the oncoming black Ye Chen also swung with Wan Jian Gui Yi. In terms of speed, power, intent, and Dao principles, it was identical to Ye Chen's.

Unconditional replication?

Ye Chen rapidly retreated, his thoughts racing.

From just these three exchanges, he had seen through it: the black Ye Chen matched his combat strength exactly. Whatever he had, the black Ye Chen had too; any divine ability or secret technique he knew, the black Ye Chen possessed as well, even replicating the Chi Xiao Sword without conditions.

"Is this the terror of Wu Wang Da Ze?" Ye Chen murmured to himself. "I have to fight myself to win and get out."

That was what Ye Chen thought for now, but the difficulty was as high as climbing to the heavens!

He not only had to deal with the black Ye Chen, who was equal in level and power, but also resist the draining force of Wu Wang Da Ze. He had to fight while countering this invisible consumption.

Compared to him, the black Ye Chen could completely ignore these factors.

So, even if he wasn't killed by the black Ye Chen, he might still be drained to death by Wu Wang Da Ze over time.

How to break through?

Ye Chen whispered to himself as he retreated again, because the black Ye Chen was attacking with an ultimate kill move: Wan Jian Shen Feng.