bullyxtreme Chapter 1984
Chapter 1984
"Ruthless, are you really going to push me so hard?"
The Holy Lord of Yaoguang slowly turned around, and the holy light around him seemed to tremble slightly due to his suppressed anger.
The step back taken by Zi Chen just now was the bottom line; if they retreated again now, the prestige that Yao Guang Holy Land had accumulated over thousands of years would completely collapse in front of everyone.
Jue Wuqing paid no heed to his anger. His gaze first swept over Yao Guang, then fell on the sword-fighting platform atop the distant mountains. There, the white-haired youth was barely standing, leaning on the edge of the platform. The blood at the corner of his mouth was still wet, and even his breathing was trembling.
He coldly retorted, "My disciple fought several battles with unstoppable momentum, yet you, as a Celestial King, severely injured him. What do you have to say about this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, and changed the subject, saying to Chen Xuan in a deep voice, "But the other party is, after all, an elder. As a junior, how can you insult him?"
Although he looked down on Yao Guang's behavior, as fellow immortal kings and god kings, he had to save face to some extent.
More importantly, he wanted to find out the whole story—if his disciple had truly been wronged, he would naturally stand up for him to the end; but if Chen Xuanzhen had been disrespectful, he would not blindly take his side.
As Jue Wuqing's gaze fell upon Chen Xuan, the Immortal Kings and God Kings of the eight holy lands in the void also narrowed their eyes, their gazes falling on the dueling platform like searchlights.
The arena was now in complete disarray.
Qiu Zixian was sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing her eyes to regulate her breathing. Her spiritual energy fluctuated slightly, indicating that she had also been greatly depleted.
Bai Li had transformed into a small black snake, about the length of a forearm, and coiled around Chen Xuan's wrist again. Its head was raised high, and its golden vertical pupils were full of vigilance as it sharply scanned its surroundings. Whenever someone's gaze was hostile, it would emit a soft hiss, as if to remember it.
Chen Xuan, on the other hand, had just taken a solid blow from the Holy Lord of Yao Guang.
The reason he didn't turn into a blood mist on the spot was entirely because Yao Guang was wary of Jue Wuqing, and even more wary of Chen Xuan's master, Lanxing Zhenxian, who was about to become an Immortal King, so he held back three-tenths of his strength when he attacked.
Even so, his internal organs were displaced and many bones were broken, and every breath he took was accompanied by excruciating pain.
When Lu Xueqi was taken away by Yun Xiao'er, he had already swallowed a healing pill and even held onto several trump cards he was desperately using. Even though he knew he was like an ant in front of a Celestial King, he could not stand by and watch Xueqi be taken back to the Yao Guang Holy Land and become someone else's furnace again.
Before leaving his hometown, he had met with Master Zhishun alone, and the promise he made to "bring Xueqi back" still echoed in his ears.
Just as he was preparing to risk everything and fight the Yao Guang Holy Land to the death, the situation suddenly reversed—the ruthless sect leader arrived just in time.
Chen Xuan was never one to let emotions cloud his judgment. He had clearly seen how Jue Wuqing had confronted and even clashed with Yao Guang: his sect leader's strength was clearly several levels greater than that of Yao Guang's Holy Lord.
Otherwise, Jue Wuqing would not be so confident and relentlessly press forward; even with the masters of the eight holy lands gathered together, he dared to ignore the pressure from all sides and directly question Yao Guang.
Moreover, the Lord of Tianxuan and the Holy Lord of Yaochi clearly did not want to escalate the matter and had already secretly withdrawn their power; the Divine Lord of Zifu even directly cooperated with the Sect Master to teach Elder Xiaoyun a lesson, causing Yaoguang to lose face.
The moment Chen Xuan grasped the situation, his mind raced.
Now that the sect leader has turned the conversation to him, it is the perfect opportunity—he has a lot of room to maneuver regarding the cause of the conflict.
Even though the pills he had taken had stabilized his injuries, Chen Xuan deliberately circulated his magic power to force out a mouthful of dark red blood, which slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth, wetting his clothes.
He wanted all the Celestial Kings and God Kings present to see his miserable state—he was the champion of the ranking battle, but he was bullied by the Celestial Kings, and now he was the weaker party, at their mercy.