klisemfg Chapter 1948
Chapter 1948
Among the fleet of warships in the void, the warship of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land, shrouded in thick black mist, was the first to make a move—five figures broke through the mist and shot towards the Sword Debate Platform atop the mountains like arrows. As their robes fluttered, the chilling aura emanating from them made the surrounding air seem to freeze.
Of the five people, Chen Xuan and Qing Tianyu recognized three faces at a glance: the one on the left was burly and wore gilded tiger claws on his hands; he was none other than Jin Hu, who had been wounded by Chen Xuan's sword.
At this moment, his eyes were wide open, his gaze like a poisoned knife, staring intently at Chen Xuan at the bow of the Heartless Warship, clearly indicating that he had come with ill intentions.
The man on the right, clad in silver armor with a long spear slung across his back, the dragon-scale patterns on his armor gleaming coldly, was none other than Silver Dragon, Jin Hu's partner. His gaze mirrored Jin Hu's, filled with resentment and hostility. Standing in the middle of the five was a young girl veiled in black, only her clear, cold eyes visible. She was the Nine Nether cultivator who had previously encountered Chen Xuan in the Chaos Nest.
The other two, though unfamiliar faces, possessed a deep and composed aura, their bodies radiating Daoist energy, clearly indicating their combat strength at the quasi-saint level.
"Hmph, ever since the trip to the Chaos Divine Dynasty ended, I've been inquiring about you, but I never expected you would actually join the Heartless Holy Land?" Jin Hu looked at Chen Xuan with narrowed eyes and muttered to himself.
"Yes, we suffered humiliation in that battle, and today we must avenge ourselves," Silver Dragon said solemnly.
This scene was clearly seen even by disciples from other holy lands in the distance, but Chen Xuan merely stroked Qiu Zixian's small hand casually with his fingertips, a faint smile playing on his lips, his eyes completely unmoved.
Qiu Zixian lowered her eyelids, her fingertips twirling the jade hairpin in her hair, not even bothering to glance at them—she had no goodwill towards anything in the Nine Nether Holy Land, and even felt disgusted by it.
The five people transformed into five streaks of light, rushing directly out of the warship and into the void, onto the Jade Platform for Sword Debate atop the myriad mountains.
Then the call to the third debate suddenly sounded.
They were both opponents, and the Heartless Holy Land had already won two consecutive matches, revealing all their trump cards. Therefore, there was no probing in this round; they launched a fierce offensive directly.
The five members of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land were the first to attack. With a low roar, the Golden Tiger's golden claws, accompanied by a sharp sound as they tore through the air, reached for Bai Qianhuan's chest.
Silver Dragon followed closely behind, his spear trembling, and three silver rays surged from the tip, heading straight for Xuan Hao's face; the other two quasi-holy sons also used their supernatural powers, one summoning a sky full of ice shards to restrain Liu Li, and the other summoning chains to entangle Cang Xuan Yue.
Just when everyone thought it was a normal close combat exchange, the girl in the black dress suddenly retreated to the edge of the dueling platform and quickly formed hand seals.
Countless black array patterns emerged from the void like living things, wandering along the ground and in the blink of an eye weaving into a "Dragon Trapping Array" that covered half of the dueling platform. The skull pattern at the array's core spewed out black mist, which, as it spread, could even devour the Dao aura surrounding the cultivators, and even the void seemed to be frozen.
"Oh? So you're an expert in the Dao of Formations." Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow as he gazed at the large formation taking shape on the dueling platform, his fingertip pointing towards the center of the formation.
"When I saw her in the Chaos Nest before, she didn't make a move during the two conflicts. I didn't expect her to have such hidden skills. This is going to be a good show."
Qiu Zixian followed his gaze and nodded in agreement:
"Bai Qianhuan and Xuan Hao are both close-combat, offensive cultivators of the Divine Demon Path, relying on speed and explosive power; although Bai Qianjue is skilled in Great Dao spells, he is ultimately not proficient in formations—facing such a formation genius who can trap enemies and weaken Dao power, they are likely to suffer losses."
Her gaze swept across the arena, and she quickly spotted the key: "Look at Jin Hu and Yin Long. Just now, with that move 'Tiger Roar and Dragon Cry,' their auras were completely synchronized, and even the timing of their attacks was perfect. They are clearly brothers who have been partners for many years, and their combined fighting power has at least doubled."