Chapter 1195: Sealing the Changyang Clan (Four)
Hong Lian struggled with difficulty. The roaring flames around her had already turned white, but everything was useless no matter how hard she tried. She could not break free from the invisible force around her.
The Encirclement of the Eighteen Halls could even trap Saint Emperors for four whole hours. Although Hong Lian possessed the power to face against Saint Emperors with her origin energy treasures, she was still a Saint King at Great Perfection. Her comprehension of the mysteries of the world were nowhere near a Saint Emperor’s level, so she could do nothing against the trap.
A sword Qi surged forward from ahead again. The Emperor Armament had turned into a resplendent streak of light, attacking Hong Lian again. It was as fast as a bolt of lightning.
Gleams of light flickered through Hong Lian’s eyes. She was trapped, but her mind was not affected. She controlled the Scorching Godfire Hairpin with her mind to receive the Emperor Armament, blocking it a hundred meters away. The great force knocked both weapons away.
Swish! Under Hong Lian’s control, the hairpin immediately forsook the Emperor Armament and shot toward the eighteen divine halls in the air with a sharp whistle and white flames.
The space below the divine halls rippled like water. The hairpin could no longer advance any further after reaching a spot ten meters away from the divine halls. Hong Lian’s mind was connected to the hairpin, so she could feel everything even clearer. She felt like the hairpin had struck a soft, elastic mattress, and the hairpin could not penetrate this mattress no matter how much force she used.
Hong Lian shivered inside. She looked at the divine halls as the light in her eyes flickered, and she heavily said, “This is another usage of Spatial Force. I never thought that eighteen divine halls stacked together would create such a profound use. Probably even the human and magical beast Saint Emperors haven’t grasped this usage.” Hong Lian gained a completely new understanding regarding the heritage of the ten protector clans. For the protector clans to stand on the Tian Yuan Continent and survive for a million years, they obviously excelled in certain areas. Their heritage was so powerful that it was enough to deal with Saint Emperors.
You Yue also became flustered when she saw Hong Lian facing trouble. Pure Moonlight Force began to condense on the sceptre in her hand. She wanted to use all the energy within to help Hong Lian.
“My dear disciple, don’t get flustered. The armor on her possesses origin energy. Its defense is very powerful, so nothing will happen to her anytime soon. Meanwhile, the energy within the scepter will only decrease when you use it. Don’t waste it like this,” fairy Hao Yue’s pleasant voice rang in You Yue’s head and the Moonlight Force on the sceptre quickly faded away. Fairy Hao Yue had already secretly taken control of it.
“But master, senior Hong Lian’s already injured. If this continues, it’ll probably only be even more detrimental to senior Hong Lian,” You Yue said in deep worry. Although her friendship with Hong Lian was not particularly deep, she had helped Jian Chen overcome many problems in the past. This was why You Yue always felt grateful toward Hong Lian.
“Her original form is a magical beast and no ordinary magical beast either. No human can match up against the toughness of her body, so these injuries won’t be a problem to her. My disciple, just watch from here. It’ll be helpful for your future cultivation. If she really does face danger, someone will obviously interfere,” fairy Hao Yue replied calmly and coldly.
Hong Lian had been firmly trapped by the Encirclement of the Eighteen Halls, but unfortunately, the divine halls did not possess any offensive capabilities even though they could trap Saint Emperors. Seeing how her hairpin was useless, Hong Lian immediately gave up on the idea of forcefully breaking out. She focused on using the hairpin to handle the attacks from the Emperor Armament.
A violent ripple of energy appeared nearby. Changyang Qing Yun had already broken out of the formation trapping him. He was in a rather horrible condition; his silver-white hair curled slightly from the flames while his snow-white robes had darkened as well. He was utterly furious and pale-white. Glancing around sharply, he immediately found the trapped Hong Lian. Roaring, he quickly charged toward her.
A pressure that originated from the surrounding space pushed down. Changyang Qing Yun could use Saint Tier Battle Skills at will and did not need to charge up at all. Devastating energy rapidly gathered in his palm as he viciously swung it toward Hong Lian’s back.
Bang! With an explosive sound, Hong Lian’s hairpin blocked the attack from the Emperor Armament. Since she was trapped, she was unable to avoid Changyang Qing Yun’s Saint Tier Battle Skill at all, so she took a solid blow from that. Her body shook, but she remained stuck where she was. Changyang Qing Yun rapidly retreated from the terrifying ripples of energy.
“You’re dreaming if you want to injure me!” Hong Lian sneered. Changyang Qing Yun heard her taunt clearly. A Saint Tier Battle Skill from him as a Saint King at Great Perfection was not enough to harm Hong Lian who was protected by the Ninerefined Godfire Feathermail.
Changyang Qing Yun’s face darkened. He was the strongest in the protector Changyang clan. His status was absolute, yet Hong Lian had just taunted him like that. It was extremely shameful to him.
Changyang Qing Yun furiously roared out. He dissipated the three phoenixes currently tangled with Changyang Yuan Wuji, freeing him. Then he aggressively charged toward Jian Chen. Ice-cold killing intent flickered in his eyes.
At this moment, Jian Chen just happened to impale Changyang Qing Jueri. Blood dripped from the tip of his sword as a strand of destructive Chaotic Force invaded Changyang Qing Jueri’s body. Like a wild horse on the loose, it rampaged through Changyang Qing Jueri’s body, attempting to extinguish any signs of life.
Changyang Qing Jueri became pale-white at that moment. A great mouthful of blood sprayed into the air as mist while he suffered almost-fatal damage.
Jian Chen immediately pulled out the Emperor Armament and used the Illusory Flash. He left behind an afterimage and began to retreat with lightning-like speed. He entered the Bright Moon Divine Hall in the blink of an eye. He was confident, but he did not believe he was Changyang Qing Yun’s opponent.
Both Jian Chen’s reactions and movements were extremely fast and not sloppy. Changyang Qing Yun could only watch as Jian chen entered the divine hall. Even though his hatred for Jian Chen gnawed at his own heart, he could do nothing to the divine hall.
“Jueri, head back to the ancestral hall immediately to heal. Yunfeng, Wuji, we’ll control the Emperor Armament together,” Changyang Qing Yun coldly commanded.
Determination filled Changyang Qing Yunfeng and Changyang Yuan Wuji’s faces. Even though they would suffer an even more severe backlash if they controlled the Emperor Armament with just the three of them, they had no other choice due to the current situation.
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