BXBX NOVEL Chapter 230: He Has The Advantage
Chapter 230: He Has The Advantage
"How did he win? What about the mechanical army? Attack, destroy him!" Sun Yichen roared in the courtyard, unable to accept this outcome. He had set a table with food and drinks under the moonlight, inviting young friends to celebrate what he thought would be an easy victory. Instead, they witnessed a Sun family expert being gruesomely defeated. Where was the triumphant feast they had anticipated?
"Old Chen, that was awesome! I'm not waiting any longer. As soon as this battle is over, I'm heading back to the New World!" Zhou Yun, exhilarated on Xinyue, shouted, "I can't wait to see those Sun bastards' faces, looking like they've lost everything."
Originally, Zhou Yun had retreated to Xinyue, feeling ridiculed and dejected. Now, he was eager to return.
"Brilliantly killed, Chen Yongjie is godlike!" On the New World, many practitioners of ancient arts watched, their organizations not powerful enough but still having limited access to the secret network to witness the battle.
On top of the skyscraper in Mucheng, Guan Lin's smile shone beautifully in the moonlight, a rare softness in her usually stern demeanor. She glanced at the Sun family members, too indifferent to say much, but her look was enough to make Sun Chengming feel choked with anger.
Under the scrutiny of all, the Sun family had invested so much yet failed to defeat Chen Yongjie. If the night ended this way, it would be unbearable.
"Don't worry, it's not over yet!" An elderly voice spoke from the micro-light computer on his wrist. "The expert from Chaoxing might have been defeated, but the Sun family hasn't. We have enough power to crush Chen Yongjie. Don't hold back. Even if it means using warships while he's outside the city and facing criticism, we must kill him!"
That cold voice indicated the end of any pretense of a fair duel. Now, it was only about the result – eliminating Chen Yongjie at any cost.
"Old Chen, take the win and return!" Guan Lin was alert, sensing the malice in Sun Chengming's eyes, a dangerous, venomous intent that seemed on the verge of exploding.
Chen Yongjie's golden body shone brightly. Behind him, the Buddha became more vivid and lifelike, bearing his own face, standing tall with unparalleled majesty.
He advanced, his spiritual domain vibrating intensely as he channeled the black longsword. The dark light surged, slashing towards the man on the ground, intent on finishing him. At the same time, Chen Yongjie eyed the horizon, where a vast, dark mass was moving. The mechanical legion, like a steel torrent, was rushing towards him, aiming to grind him into dust.
The man on the ground, in a critical moment, spat out a bolt of lightning, deflecting the black sword. His face was ashen, shocked by the unexpected severing at the waist. In his hand appeared a fan, which burst into five-colored light. With a swift wave, it seemed as if the heavens and earth exploded. The ground nearby cracked, and dense black fissures, a foot wide, spread outwards.
The scene was terrifying. The black sword was knocked away towards the horizon, the five-colored light flooding the space like a torrential river, or five heavenly blades, slashing towards Old Chen.
The black sky lit up, as bright as day, under this dazzling display. Onlookers were stunned by the display of power, the land outside Mucheng, an uninhabited area, was engulfed, sliced, and shattered by the five-colored light.
The ground shook violently as the fan moved, causing a hundred-meter-wide area in front of it to completely collapse. Even a superhuman would find it challenging to withstand such a barrage of divine light.
Old Chen swiftly dodged, crossing several hundred meters. Even then, he was slightly grazed by the light, adding more wounds to his already bloodied body. His eyes fierce, he recalled his black sword, flying back from afar.
"A powerful and rare treasure, surely renowned in ancient times. It seems my attempt to confront such a rarity with pure physical strength is still lacking," he mused. But he wasn't disheartened; on the contrary, he felt fulfilled. The battle had unveiled a part of his mystical vision. Once fully realized, he speculated that he might withstand such treasures in the future. Even in ancient times, it was rare for a sage at his level to manifest such visions.
With a flip of his hand, a beast skin bag appeared, and he activated it immediately.
"Kill Chen Yongjie!" In Mucheng, Sun Chengming secretly issued the command.
At the horizon's edge, the steel legion surged forward, energy beams densely packed, firing towards Old Chen as the mechanical army charged. Meanwhile, the man with only half a body furiously waved his five-colored feather fan. Like the sky splitting and earth shattering, the five-colored beams reappeared, resembling heavenly blades and thunder, annihilating everything in their path. This powerful artifact, even in the glittering legends of ancient superhumans, was a rare and game-changing treasure.
Boom!
Old Chen's beast skin bag glowed and swelled, seemingly trying to encompass the heavens and earth. It expanded with a daunting energy, forming an enigmatic force field that blurred the night sky, twisting space itself.
Simultaneously, Old Chen burrowed into the earth, evading the interwoven supercharged weapon beams that densely crisscrossed the sky. The beast skin bag, glowing against the ground, clashed with the light from the five-colored feather fan. The collision between the two was fierce, and finally, the energy ball exploded.
The light, like a giant umbrella, a mushroom cloud, or a surging ocean wave, struck the high heavens. It was blinding and intimidating, radiating astonishing super-material energy.
The expansion of the superhuman energy illuminated both heaven and earth, bright as day. It was like a sun exploding, radiating in all directions. Visible energy ripples, like tidal waves crashing ashore, swept across the uninhabited area outside Mucheng.
"Crack!"
"Zap!"
On the ground, the mechanical army malfunctioned, sparks flying from their energy cores. Internal circuits and chips were affected by the radiated energy ripples, freezing them in place.
The onlookers were stunned, while the Sun family felt a chill, as if plunged into an ice cellar. This was superhuman radiation!
The beast skin bag and the five-colored feather fan were both mighty, belonging to the realm of myth and legend. Their clash sent umbrella-shaped energy light soaring into the night sky, radiating in all directions. Precision electronic components were eroded, far more devastating than being hit by a strong pulse attack.
Sun Chengming's scalp tingled, never expecting such a turn of events. Their tests had shown that when the treasure unleashed its power, it was a unidirectional attack. If aimed at Chen Yongjie, it should have been enough to obliterate him, with a single strike from the fan capable of shattering a superhuman. However, the clash of two such treasures completely changed the scenario, engulfing the entire battlefield in strong radiation.
The Sun family's mechanical legion, originally meant to be Chen Yongjie's demise, was instead destroyed, suffering irreversible malfunctions, frozen in place.
The beast skin bag, once no larger than a palm, now covered the night sky in its transformed state. It collided with the five-colored feather fan, gradually overpowering it until finally, with a swoosh, it absorbed the fan into itself.
The battlefield fell eerily silent, the mysterious ancient artifact – the beast skin bag – had altered the final outcome of the battle.
"What is that bag? A Qiankun bag, a human seed bag, or something else?" Zhong Cheng swallowed hard. He had personally handed it over to Wang Xuan and Old Chen, a treasure from the Zhong family.
Zhong Qing was also shocked. No wonder her great-grandfather always carried this treasure, capable of changing fate at critical moments. "It must be a top-tier artifact from ancient mythological legends... so terrifying!"
The major financial dynasties were stunned. The confrontation between the two treasures had rendered the Sun family's mechanical army useless. At that moment, every family began to reconsider the value of their own secret treasures.
On the battlefield, the man with only half a body was swept up, quickly flying into the beast skin bag along with the large bow and two silver arrows.
Old Chen was overjoyed. The power of the artifact was astonishing, filling him with excitement and anticipation, for he was about to possess his own extraordinary treasure. He grabbed the beast skin bag and sped away, heading towards Mucheng.
Boom!
On the horizon, a Sun family warship appeared, looming like a ferocious and terrifying beast, emitting intimidating energy beams. Old Chen, ever vigilant, evaded in advance.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The ground outside Mucheng was pocked with deep, abyssal pits, the aftermath of the warship's assault.
"Sun family, you've gone too far. Do you intend to destroy Mucheng?" Voices rang out through the secret network and special channels, questioning the Sun family's sanity. Even in defeat, there should be limits. If the Sun family dared to obliterate one or two million people in Mucheng, the other financial dynasties would never stand for it. Opening Pandora's box would lead to endless turmoil for the New World, and now was not a life-or-death moment for the Sun family. Committing such a massacre would provoke universal outrage.
Several blinding beams descended from the sky, piercing the earth but ultimately sparing Mucheng. Old Chen remained calm, his powerful spiritual domain allowing him almost precognitive foresight. Mucheng was safe, so upon entering the city, he didn't glance back.
He flipped the beast skin bag, spilling its contents. The moment the halved man hit the ground, Old Chen swiftly decapitated him. The large bow and two silver arrows, though treasures, were not of the same caliber as the fan. Chen spared them only a brief glance before slinging them over his shoulder.
He was particularly taken with the five-colored feather fan, a truly priceless artifact. Although slightly inferior to the beast skin bag, it was still a rare divine object. The bag belonged to someone else, but the fan, now his spoils of war, was a real treasure.
Holding the severed head, he quickly ascended the skyscraper and faced the few people there. Guan Lin's eyes were soft and joyful, her tension and worry dissipated.
"Chen Yongjie, you've won this battle," Sun Chengming spoke, turning to leave. But with a thud, Old Chen tossed the bloody head at him, causing Sun to stumble.
He whirled around, his eyes cold, staring at the short-haired, blood-stained man surrounded by a Buddha's golden light. However, he soon shivered, feeling the bone-chilling murderous intent, his heart sinking.
"You don't think it's all over, do you? You broke the rules, used a mechanical army to hunt me, and even deployed warships in the end. You've failed, and now you think you can just walk away?" Old Chen spoke, as behind him, a colossal angry Buddha materialized again, its radiant light looming over the Sun family's direct descendant.
"You've killed our expert, caused a swarm of mechanical beings to be destroyed, and emerged as the victor. What more do you want?" Sun Chengming tried to keep his voice steady.
Chen Yongjie replied sternly, "If I had lost, you would have killed me. Winning naturally means killing you. Don't think standing here puts you outside the fray. The Sun family's upper echelons are all part of this gamble. Do you think you're above it all? Sitting in the stands, watching beasts fight in a cage? You don't have the right to belittle a superhuman. When you do wrong, especially lose, you pay a blood price!"
Sun Chengming staggered backward, his body turning ice-cold.
"Come to think of it, I've been targeted by your family time and again, yet haven't killed a single high-ranking member of the Sun family. Now, I have such a head." After saying this, Old Chen swung his black sword, a flash of dark light passing by, and with a thud, a head fell to the ground.
Sun Chengming was beheaded, slain in front of everyone, his blood splattering, his headless body collapsing.
"The Sun family, you want to continue, right? I'll see this through to the end! See you in your Kangning City!" Old Chen's voice was icy as the enormous golden Buddha behind him roared, his own face manifesting on the Buddha's head.
Lightning intertwined, spiritual energy resonated, and nearby detectors were destroyed, obscuring his figure from all onlookers.
The Sun family members growled lowly. The image of the beheading was witnessed by all. In this battle, the Sun family suffered a terrible defeat.
"I guess I'll be nice and not contact little Sun," Zhou Yun laughed heartily.
At this moment, the entire community was shaken by the events. This battle had stirred a massive uproar!
Wang Xuan calmly watched the battle unfold from his hotel. Rising to his feet, he prepared to make his move. Indeed, Jingyue City had caught the attention of many. People hadn't forgotten the Sun family's declaration to eliminate Wang Xuan tonight. Was that about to start now?