bullyxtreme Chapter 1781
Chapter 1781
The grayish-white energy smoke shot into the sky, covering half of the arena like a small mountain.
Even more terrifying, an invisible wave of energy swept across all directions, pushing the warships of the six holy cities backward by dozens of feet, the protective runes on their hulls shining brightly.
Those cultivators who were close by were struck as if by an invisible hand, spitting out a mouthful of blood, their bodies flying backward and crashing into the light barrier in the distance, where they lost consciousness.
The onlookers were so frightened that they quickly regained their footing. As the dust settled, they looked tremblingly at the center of the arena, and a deathly silence fell over them.
In the center of the arena, Chen Xuan held the Beiming Sword in one hand, its tip piercing through Shen Yu's chest, the sharp aura of the Great Dao emanating from the blade.
Shen Yu stood frozen in place, his hands still in the posture of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, but his chest had been pierced through. His golden wings drooped down, his eyes were full of disbelief, and golden blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth, dripping down his chin into the void.
At that moment, Shenyu finally understood something.
This is the real mastermind behind it all; no wonder he remained so calm, no wonder...
"Who are you?"
Chen Xuan simply smiled and remained silent.
However, compared to the deathly silence of the void arena.
One can only imagine the expressions on the faces of the various forces watching from the outside world.
A sword.
With just one sword strike, the direct descendant of the Feathered Divine Dynasty was defeated.
The celestial beings from the six holy cities stood frozen in place, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.
"Is...is this true? That's the fourth young talent in the Feathered Divine Dynasty!"
"We must have seen wrong. The one who was stabbed through the chest is Chen Xuan, right, Old Knife?"
……
All parties are trying to verify something.
Unfortunately, that's just how it is.
Compared to the loss of composure of their parents' generation.
The younger generation of the five holy cities, including Wang Teng, were dumbfounded, their lips trembling, unable to utter a word.
As heirs of the Holy City, they knew best the terror of the Feathered Divine Dynasty—even Wang Teng, who usually considered himself to have the potential of an emperor, dared not be presumptuous in front of the heirs of the Divine Dynasty, because the other party really dared to kill.
But now, the one they looked up to was actually pierced through the heart by an unknown white-clad youth.
"My God... how is this possible?"
"That arrow was clearly powerful enough to overwhelm someone at the Void Reversal Realm, so how did he block it? And how did he manage to defeat Shen Yu with a counter-attack?"
"Who exactly is this young man in white? Could he be a successor of some hidden holy land?"
The murmurs resumed, but were more chaotic than before, with shock and bewilderment written on everyone's face.
Only Chen Xuan himself knew that Shen Yu's strength was several points weaker than the Golden Tiger and Silver Dragon he had encountered in the Chaos God's Nest.
Back then, he was able to overwhelm Jin Hu and the other two by using his archery skills, which he was not good at, in conjunction with the Great Dao. How much more so when facing Shen Yu, who was weaker in overall combat strength?
He took out the Beiming Sword, even though he was deliberately concealing his true strength.
But the moment the sword tip pierced Shen Yu's body, Chen Xuan frowned slightly—he could feel that although the divine power and magic power in Shen Yu's body were strong, they lacked the vitality of a living person.
He looked down at Shenyu, a knowing smile playing on his lips: "No wonder it was so weak, turns out it's just a body-transformation technique. What a pity."
"Who...who are you? Could you also be..." Shen Yu's voice was broken and filled with disbelief and fear.
Although this clone was weak, the Fusang Divine Bow in his hand was a genuine treasure. He originally thought that with it he could sweep through the Ten Holy Cities at the Void Realm, but he did not expect to be defeated so thoroughly.
Chen Xuan ignored his questioning, his gaze falling on the Fusang Divine Bow in Shen Yu's hand, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority:
"You schemed against my Daoist partner, Lin Yuyao. Consider this Fusang Divine Bow as compensation."
"You...you dare!" Shen Yu's face turned deathly pale instantly. This divine bow was something he had obtained from the Divine Dynasty Clan Hall by spending countless connections and resources. How could he willingly give it away?