Chapter 328: Chapter 328: A Fight to the Death
When Chen Pingping drove the Golden Cicada to madness, everyone thought that was his limit. Later, when he suppressed Emperor Tian, people thought, this must be the limit, right? Unexpectedly, Chen Pingping was even able to defeat the Emperor Son. This was very shocking.
Now, the upper echelons of the Divine Clan were making their move. Their lineup was strong, including Jin Wushuang, Divine Clan Elders, Stewards, and even Heaven Tao Divine Weapons. This time, can Chen Pingping still survive? No one knew, and they didn’t care...
The dense and rapid slaughter instantly engulfed the area. Chen Pingping lifted his head, expressionless.
Not far away, Guang Xiaoyu charged toward them as if possessed, her rage burning fiercely.
OMMM!
Hei made his move. The Abyss Sword Tao descended from the heavens above, slash after slash, dense as raindrops. In the space of one or two breaths, who knows how many strong fighters from the Divine Clan were slain. Alas, it was far from enough.
Jin Wushuang activated his skill, blocking it.
At this moment, Jin Yu was advancing toward Guang Xiaoyu with murderous intent. "Is it you?"
He wasn’t sure. If it truly was her, this battle might just be the beginning of the Divine Clan’s downfall.
SWISH!
Guang Xiaoyu glanced at him, her eyes icy cold, the chill in them piercing.
Jin Yu was shocked, choking. The killing intent he was about to unleash suddenly froze, and he quickly retreated. "Ancestral Lord, she, she..."
That kind of gaze, that chilling pressure, the invisible oppression—it all told him that the Guang Xiaoyu before him was the Demon Emperor of the past. She was still alive.
"Xiaoyu!" Chen Pingping looked toward her.
"Here!"
"Step back!"
"Senior Brother, I don’t want to!" Guang Xiaoyu shook her head, refusing, her eyes turning red...
Her Senior Brother originally had better choices. He could have escaped on his own, but he didn’t. It was all because of the Emperor Son’s words: "I want the Tao Seed."
WHIMPER!
Foolish Senior Brother! How could you do this to me? If you died, what would I do?
She was still lost in her own assumptions.
Just then, Chen Pingping’s voice came again: "Your presence here is affecting my performance."
Guang Xiaoyu: "..."
The stronger the opponent, the stronger he becomes.
That was Chen Pingping’s strength; or more precisely, he had too many trump cards. Over the years, the system had rewarded him with as many as eleven or twelve kinds of Divine Skills of various types, as well as powerful Sword Dao, skills, fist techniques, and formidable cultivation methods, including Divine Weapons.
Chen Pingping glared at her. "Can you stay further away from me? What are you thinking? Crying and weeping, do you think I, your Senior Brother, would die so easily?"
"Aren’t you leaving yet?"
"..."
The previous touch of emotion was extinguished in an instant.
Guang Xiaoyu’s steps stiffened, her face full of grievance as she secretly ground her teeth. Damn it! I’ve been scorned by Senior Brother again.
She had been so touched just now, ready to expose herself if necessary to save her Senior Brother. In return, she was met with nothing but his annoyance and was even told to stay away.
Pesky Senior Brother! He doesn’t know how to cherish a lady at all!
In the end, with reluctance and unwillingness, Guang Xiaoyu turned and left. Fortunately, for the moment, she was not the primary target of the Divine Clan’s higher-ups.
OMMM!
After watching her leave from afar, Chen Pingping immediately summoned Sword Mountain, reviving the Sacred Soldier with the power of Emperor Tao Sixth Heaven.
Everyone was stunned.
"Holy shit?" Huang Mingzhi, who was fleeing the battlefield, looked back and could only mutter those two words.
The terrifying part was that his speed in reviving the Sacred Soldier far exceeded what anyone could imagine. One breath, two breaths...
THRRRUMMM! THRRRUMMM! THRRRUMMM!
The Sword Mountain, hundreds of Zhang in length, was revived. Saint Realm pressure spread out densely, like the collapse of a river from the Nine Heavens or the eruption of volcanic magma.
The devastating slaughter blocked all the high-level members of the Divine Clan.
Chen Pingping cracked a smile and swung Sword Mountain down, his face revealing a proud and crazed grin. "Come on!"
He had gone mad. No, the Divine Clan had gone mad too.
A group of high-level Divine Clan powerhouses prepared to revive their Heaven Tao Divine Weapon. But reviving a Heaven Tao Divine Weapon takes time!
"I’ll do it!" The Emperor Son said coldly, stepping forward to take a golden spear from the Clan Leader’s hands.
That was the Heaven Tao Divine Weapon of the Purple Gold Divine Clan. It was the Destiny God Weapon his father had used for Tao Verification. He was the Emperor Son. If he were to revive it, his speed would be dozens of times faster than others.
Seeing this scene, Chen Pingping’s smile froze.
At that moment, Guang Xiaoyu sent a voice transmission: "Senior Brother, just interrupt his revival, that’s all you need to do."
"Why haven’t you left yet?" Chen Pingping chided. "I won’t be able to look out for you once the fight starts." After speaking, he charged at the Emperor Son with Sword Mountain, as bulky as a mountain range, in his grasp. "Want to revive it? Did you ask me first?"
BANG!
A single sweep of his sword sent the Divine Clan powerhouses in the area flying, one after another.
The Emperor Son was among them. The Heaven Tao Divine Weapon flew from his grip, but after he scrambled up, he quickly retrieved it.
However, Chen Pingping’s third assault swept across again.
AAAAHHHHH!
The Divine Clan’s upper echelons went berserk, roaring, "Chen Pingping!"
"Everyone, don’t panic. The energy drain from reviving a Sacred Soldier is immense; he can’t sustain it for long," the Emperor Son analyzed calmly.
Indeed. The cost of reviving a Sacred Soldier was terrifying. Even if Chen Pingping’s foundation was incredibly solid, he was still just an Emperor Tao powerhouse, far from the Saint Realm.
Three attacks must have drained him, right?
However, Chen Pingping casually swallowed a dozen or so eighth and ninth-tier Spirit Pills. His Dantian was instantly replenished, and his strength surged once again.
Grinning, he swept his gaze over the Divine Clan members, and the power of the Sacred Soldier in his hands unfurled for the fourth time. "Come, let’s fight to the death!"
The power of the Sacred Soldier was devastating. Unless the Divine Clan also revived a Sacred Soldier or a Heaven Tao Divine Weapon. But their revival took time, and Chen Pingping stood there, blocking their way with a Sacred Soldier... The situation was not looking good for the Divine Clan.
"Why so silent?"
"Weren’t you quite arrogant just a moment ago?"
"You want the Tao Seed? Want to kill my Junior Sister? Want to go to the Heaven Martial Continent to annihilate my Heaven Martial people?" Chen Pingping sneered. "Come on, don’t say I, Chen, didn’t give you this chance."
The Divine Clan powerhouses nearly choked on blood. You’re giving us a chance? You call this giving us a chance?! The moment we make a move, you swing that Sacred Soldier at us! What kind of damned chance is that?
The Emperor Son’s face was also gloomy and rigid. His hand gripping the Heaven Tao Divine Weapon trembled slightly. He had twice tried to revive it, but Chen Pingping had interrupted him both times.
Damn it! If I had known it would come to this, I should have killed him directly back then!
"How long can a mere Emperor Tao realm cultivator last?" the Emperor Son spoke coldly. "When your energy is depleted, that will be the day you die."
Chen Pingping glanced at him, swallowed another dozen or so Spirit Pills, and said, "What did you just say?"
The Emperor Son’s face turned livid.
Another dozen Spirit Pills, and damn it, they’re eighth or ninth-tier! Has the Heaven Martial Continent prospered to such an extent?
"Not talking? Got a problem with me?" Chen Pingping’s expression darkened, and he attacked once more...
AAAAHHHHH!
The Sword Mountain, a hundred Zhang thick, chopped down into their midst. The power of the Sacred Soldier boiled tumultuously, utterly impossible for them to defend against. In just a short while, more than half of the Divine Clan powerhouses had been miserably killed.
The Divine Clan’s upper echelons were all incandescent with rage, yet no one dared to act recklessly.
Jin Wushuang’s expression was darker than the abyss.
Emperor Tian’s fury blazed, but he was restraining himself.
The Emperor Son was the same, his hand under his sleeve clenched so tightly his knuckles were white. His tone was chilling as he said, "Do you truly not fear death?"