Free Web NovelChapter 1663: Chapter 1660: Battle with Long Ming!
As Li Chen thrust forward, he unleashed the Space Jumping Technique several times in a row.
Because of this, that Heavenly Blade Ancestor could only catch his afterimages, but not his True Body.
"Swoosh!"
The long spear tore through the air, soaring across the Nine Heavens.
"Pfft!"
The physical defense of the Heavenly Blade Ancestor was ripped apart on the spot, crushed as easily as rotten wood.
The Chi Dragon Divine Spear instantly pierced through his Dan Tian Field Life Gate, and at the same time, rotated at an unbelievable speed, madly devouring his Essence Blood, flesh, and True Yuan in great gulps.
"Aaah!"
The Heavenly Blade Ancestor’s hair stood on end like a madman; after letting out a shrill, miserable scream to the sky, his body lost control and collapsed heavily into the pool of blood.
His Divine Soul staggered out from the defeated body, tottering as it fled high into the air.
"You damn bastard, you destroyed my body, I’ll kill you, kill you!"
The Divine Soul was like a Devil crawling out of hell, hysterically roaring at Li Chen.
Li Chen’s gaze was condescending, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, as he said coldly, "Heh, you couldn’t kill me even at your peak. Now you’re just a ghost. You really think you can still kill me?"
Hearing Li Chen’s question, the Heavenly Blade Ancestor immediately fell silent.
He truly had no retort for that.
In his prime, he’d already been beaten into a dog by Li Chen.
Now he had only a single Divine Soul left, his strength crippled. To want to kill Li Chen again was no different from ascending to the heavens.
Thinking of this, the Heavenly Blade Ancestor couldn’t help but feel a trace of desolation and despair rise in his heart.
Right after, he cast his gaze toward Long Ming and said in a tone devoid of any emotion, "Brother Long Ming, this brat carries an ancient inheritance, and he’s the type to repay every slight with vengeance. My death is a small matter, but dragging your Divine Dragon Sect into this...I really can’t be at ease!"
For an old monster who had lived for over ten thousand years, how could the Heavenly Blade Ancestor not know that Li Chen had been deliberately let in by Long Ming?
He wanted to take advantage of Li Chen and himself fighting to mutual destruction so he could sit back and reap the fisherman’s profit.
In truth, the reason he came to the Divine Dragon Sect was because he harbored the exact same idea.
Unexpectedly, he ended up lifting a stone only to smash his own foot.
However, those two sentences he’d just said to Long Ming were by no means some kind reminder.
They were the final struggle of a trapped beast.
Hearing the Heavenly Blade Ancestor’s words, Long Ming immediately caught the hidden meaning behind them.
First, the Heavenly Blade Ancestor said that Li Chen had an ancient inheritance—this was a temptation of profit.
Second, he said that in order to conceal this fact, Li Chen would silence any who knew the truth.
Moreover, the brat was the type to repay every slight with vengeance. Just now, their Divine Dragon Sect had already clashed with Li Chen; the grudge between both sides was already formed.
In that case, no matter what considerations Li Chen might have, he would most likely annihilate their Divine Dragon Sect just like he annihilated the Heavenly Blade Sect.
Thinking through this web of interests, Long Ming’s expression immediately turned extremely gloomy.
The terrifying combat power Li Chen had displayed—they had all seen it with their own eyes.
Things really might develop exactly as the Heavenly Blade Ancestor had said.
The Heavenly Blade Ancestor knew his old friend’s temperament very well. Seeing Long Ming’s expression waver, he understood that his words had taken effect.
Right now in the Divine Dragon Sect, aside from Long Ming, there were two more Elders who were Mahayana Divine Monarchs.
Most importantly, they also had a Mountain Guardian Beast— a Dragon Python.
This was a descendant of the Dragon Clan, a Ninth-level Great Calamity. The Bloodline Power in its body was extremely violent. Once it went mad, whether it was him or Long Ming, they probably wouldn’t be its match.
Three men and one beast, plus himself, were equivalent to five experts in the Mahayana Realm.
Among them, two were at the Mid Mahayana Peak Realm.
Of course, among these two, the Heavenly Blade Ancestor was no longer counted. He was referring to Long Ming and that Ninth-level Great Calamity Dragon Python.
Without a body, the Heavenly Blade Ancestor’s combat strength would plummet. For a short period, he might still be able to maintain Early Mahayana strength.
As time passed, if he still didn’t find a suitable body to possess, it wouldn’t be long before he fell to the Divinity Transformation Realm, or even directly dissipated into nothing.
Long Ming glanced at the Heavenly Blade Ancestor. The other’s sect had already been wiped out, and now his body was gone as well. To their Divine Dragon Sect, he was no longer the slightest threat.
Thinking of this, he cupped his hands toward the Heavenly Blade Ancestor in a courteous gesture.
"Brother, set your mind at ease. Even if my Divine Dragon Sect has to go all out, we will kill this brat and avenge you and our Third Junior Brother’s blood debt!"
After Long Ming spoke, his sharp gaze, like a drawn sword, was coldly fixed on Li Chen.
"Fellow Taoist Li Chen, you barged into my Mountain Sect, killed my junior brother, and wounded my old friend. This blood debt today—I swear to reclaim it. But, considering that your talent is decent and cultivation is not easy, as long as you are willing to hand over that ancient inheritance and voluntarily imprison yourself in my Divine Dragon Sect for a thousand years to atone, I guarantee I will spare your life!"
Hearing those shameless words, Li Chen couldn’t help but throw his head back and laugh loudly.
Long Ming was rattled by his laughter, a chill creeping into his heart. His face hardened at once as he barked harshly,
"What are you laughing at?"
Li Chen did not answer Long Ming, but instead pointed a finger at the Heavenly Blade Ancestor.
"If I remember right, he said the same thing to me. You can ask him now what happens to someone who says that to me."
Hearing Li Chen’s words, the Heavenly Blade Ancestor’s face instantly turned the color of pig liver.
He very much wanted to roar at Li Chen, "No, I didn’t say that."
But the words stuck in his throat and wouldn’t come out. What emerged instead was a bestial, low growl.
As for Long Ming, though his face was not as dark as the Heavenly Blade Ancestor’s pig-liver countenance, it was still frighteningly grim.
"Senior Brother Sect Leader, why waste words with this Rascal? The three of us should strike together and capture him to avenge our Third Junior Brother’s blood!"
Before Long Ming could speak, two Mahayana Realm Elders had already barked out angrily.
Long Ming nodded and replied, "Then I’ll trouble you two junior brothers."
Immediately, Long Ming stood in the middle, with the Great Elder and Second Elder to his left and right.
The three of them formed a "pin" shaped attack formation, encircling Li Chen.
The Heavenly Blade Ancestor also watched from the side like a tiger eyeing its prey, ready to cut off Li Chen’s retreat and strike at any moment.
In an instant, Li Chen was thrown into a dead-end situation.
Yet even so, there was not the slightest hint of fear on Li Chen’s face.
He didn’t use the Space Jumping Technique to flee the scene either.
Instead, his unmatched, overbearing eyes glared sharply as he roared, "Perfect timing!"
As he spoke, the Chi Dragon Divine Spear in his hand suddenly swept up, like a Roc Spread Wings, and thrust straight toward Long Ming directly ahead of him.
Just now, Long Ming had already seen Li Chen wield this peerless Divine Weapon to tear apart the Heavenly Blade Ancestor’s body.
His cultivation was roughly the same as the Heavenly Blade Ancestor’s. Since Li Chen could tear apart the Heavenly Blade Ancestor’s body,
then he could naturally tear apart his body as well!
