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Death Grip
"By the way, it's that pirate from last time; he used the same trick." Suddenly, Xing Chen's eyes lit up as he recalled where he had seen this move.
However, to think that this single move could compete with his Reverse Nine Swords was purely wishful thinking.
Boom!
The two forces collided, and the powerful shockwave instantly spread out. The red light of Black Radiance intertwined continuously, causing the surrounding space to collapse in an instant. In the face of this situation, Xing Chen still looked coldly at his opponent, showing no signs of panic on his face.
Then, a black sword light suddenly pierced through the intersection of the blood light of Black Radiance, slashing towards the Blood Robed Youth.
Blood Fiend Divine Fist!
Seeing that Xing Chen's attack had actually broken through his Blood Transformation Demon Claw, the Blood Robed Youth's expression changed drastically as he punched forward.
Within this punch, a faint sound of Dragon Roar echoed through the Nine Heavens, shaking the Eight Desolations. A powerful wave of blood-colored energy surged outward in an instant.
"Demon Suppression Seal!"
Xing Chen remained unfazed, his hands quickly forming seals. A destructive aura instantly emanated from him, and soon a pitch-black Blood Seal gathered and took shape in his hands. The power condensed within this Blood Seal seemed capable of piercing through the earth itself; it was indeed Divine-Level Martial Arts, the Demon Suppression Seal.
This time, when Xing Chen executed the Demon Suppression Seal, it was clearly much better than when he had mastered it before. An imposing demonic might surged forth, stirring the heavens, while in his eyes, Demonic Flame seemed ready to leap out and incinerate everything.
"Go!"
With a loud shout from Xing Chen, the Demon Suppression Seal was unleashed in an instant. At that moment, the Demon Suppression Seal seemed to transform into a Doomsday Dragon, crashing violently against the Blood Robed Youth's punch.
"Roar—" Accompanied by two Dragon Roars echoing out, everyone within a thousand miles could almost see two purple dragon souls—one black and one red—colliding together. Then the space collapsed, storms raged, and the two purple dragon souls roared and howled before ultimately annihilating each other.
The destructive impact left a wasteland within a hundred miles; not a single inch remained intact.
"What immense power! Who are these people fighting?"
"Look at that Blood-colored Dragon Soul; it seems to be the Blood Fiend Divine Fist from Blood Fiend Hall. As for that black Purple Dragon Soul, I have no idea what martial arts it represents, but it doesn't seem to belong to anyone from our Ten Halls."
"Whoever it is, daring to attack someone from Blood Fiend Hall only leads to death."
Within a thousand miles, those who saw the two Purple Dragon Souls began to discuss among themselves. The people from Blood Fiend Hall were especially furious, transforming into a streak of blood light and rushing toward the battlefield.
On the other side, Xing Chen and the Blood Robed Youth clashed hard, and after a moment, both spat out blood, their expressions weak and dispirited. The Demonic Flame in their eyes even seemed to flicker as if it might extinguish.
Meng Xiner was unharmed as she was protected behind him, while the Blood Robed Youth opposite them had blood flowing from all seven orifices, indicating the severity of his injuries, which had reached an unimaginable level.
"You... cough!" The Blood Robed Youth raised his finger to point at Xing Chen, wanting to say something, but before he could utter a word, he coughed up blood and immediately staggered before collapsing to the ground.
"Xing Chen, your injuries..." Meng Xiner looked at Xing Chen with a worried expression. She could tell that Xing Chen was seriously injured and likely had sustained damage to his foundation.
"I'm fine; just kill this person first. We need to leave here," Xing Chen gritted his teeth and said. He no longer had the strength to fight back and could only rely on Meng Xiner to deal with the Blood Robed Youth.
"Understood." Meng Xiner nodded, her eyes flashing with a cold light. This person was responsible for Xing Chen's severe injuries; it was his faction that nearly cost her life here.
Thinking of this, Meng Xiner's face grew even colder. She then extended her delicate finger forward slightly; the space around her shimmered as her finger pierced through layers of space and instantly struck the Blood Robed Youth in the center of his forehead, killing him in one blow.
"Let's go; take me to a secluded place. I need to heal and break through my realm. Once I reach Gaze of Fate, I will leave no one from Blood Fiend Hall alive," Xing Chen said through gritted teeth.
If he hadn't arrived in time, Meng Xiner would have likely perished already. He would not let Blood Fiend Hall go unpunished; if anyone from Underworld Palace dared to obstruct him, he would directly attack Underworld Palace!
Xing Chen silently vowed while feeling a wave of weakness wash over him, nearly causing him to faint.
He shouldn't have been this weak; however, after battling those demons earlier without resting for even a moment, he rushed here to rescue Meng Xiner. After dealing with those few individuals, the Blood Robed Youth suddenly appeared. With such a series of battles, even someone made of iron would struggle; let alone Xing Chen.
If it weren't for the intricacies of Hate Emperor's Art, he would have likely already met an untimely end.
"Where are we going?" Meng Xiner asked as she supported Xing Chen. She was completely unfamiliar with this place and naturally needed to ask him.
"Go..." Just as Xing Chen was about to speak, the voice of the Hate Emperor echoed in his mind: "Child, quickly tear apart the void and leave this place. Some powerful beings are heading this way."
"Quickly, five thousand miles to the left, directly traverse the void." Xing Chen's pupils slightly constricted, and without considering the danger, he urged Meng Xiner to tear apart the void and escape.
Traversing the void could be done by strong individuals like those of the Gaze of Fate, but the Spatial Storm within it was exceptionally fierce. Generally, one would not encounter a Spatial Storm, but if they did, it would almost certainly lead to death.
After all, in the void, under the influence of a Spatial Storm, there was no way to evade; this was why Soul-Searching Realm Experts would not traverse the void unless absolutely necessary.
However, now that their lives were at stake, there was no time to hesitate. Escaping was paramount, so Xing Chen had Meng Xiner tear apart the void without any hesitation.
Unfortunately, their luck was not so good this time. As soon as they entered the void, countless powerful Spatial Storms surged toward them.
The expressions on both Meng Xiner and Xing Chen's faces turned extremely grim at that moment. Such a powerful Spatial Storm could instantly take their lives.
Although they knew they were doomed, Meng Xiner did not want to wait for death. She summoned a purplish-red shield around them—this was the Thunderfire Divine Shield.
The Thunderfire Divine Shield instantly enveloped both Xing Chen and Meng Xiner; however, against the powerful Spatial Storm, its defense was almost immediately torn apart.
The Spatial Storm swept toward Xing Chen and Meng Xiner like a sharp sword. In an instant, their clothes were shredded with numerous cuts, and blood began to flow from their bodies.
"Fate Jade Pendant, come out now!" In this critical moment, Xing Chen had no time to spare and directly communicated with the Fate Jade Pendant, wanting it to come out and protect him.
This time, the Fate Jade Pendant responded promptly, appearing at his forehead. A layer of faint Black Light enveloped his body, and instantly that feeling of being cut by a sword vanished.
However, while the Fate Jade Pendant protected Xing Chen, it ignored Meng Xiner entirely. She continued to suffer under the powerful Spatial Storm; her lovely face was now covered in bloodstains from being battered by it.
"Quickly, protect Meng Xiner!" Xing Chen angrily commanded the Fate Jade Pendant. Yet this time it did not respond to him and continued to disregard Meng Xiner.
"Damn it!" Xing Chen cursed loudly and immediately pulled Meng Xiner into his embrace while turning around to shield her from the encroaching Spatial Storm with his own body.
Although Meng Xiner had only been buffeted by the immense power of the Spatial Storm for a few moments, her entire body was drenched in blood as if she were a blood-soaked figure.
"Quick, use the elixir! We must endure this Spatial Storm. It's a distance of five thousand miles, and we can reach it in just half a stick of incense. If we can hold on for this half stick of incense, we'll be safe." Xing Chen tightly embraced Meng Xiner while speaking loudly.
Tears glistened in Meng Xiner's eyes as she looked at Xing Chen. She understood the Fate Jade Pendant even better than Xing Chen did. After all, Punishment had told her a lot about the Fate Jade Pendant. If Xing Chen did anything contrary to the will of the Fate Jade Pendant, it would definitely not protect him.
Right now, the Fate Jade Pendant didn't want to protect her at all, yet Xing Chen insisted on protecting her, which went against the will of the Fate Jade Pendant.
As Meng Xiner had guessed, after Xing Chen held her tightly, the Black Radiance surrounding him instantly vanished, and the Fate Jade Pendant on his forehead slowly receded.
The Spatial Storm swept in again, and the fabric of Xing Chen's clothes behind him instantly tore apart, revealing deep wounds that reached to the bone.
"Hmph!" Xing Chen grunted softly but showed no intention of letting go of Meng Xiner.
"Child, let him go quickly; otherwise, the Fate Jade Pendant won't help you. You will surely die here," Hate Emperor roared in Xing Chen's mind.
"I'd rather die than let go! I don't need the help of the Fate Jade Pendant. Even without it, I can still withstand this Spatial Storm," Xing Chen's eyes turned blood red in an instant. The originally dark Demonic Flame in his eyes transformed into a blood-colored flame at that moment.
"Hate Demon Armor!” A flash of Black Light enveloped Xing Chen, and a set of dark armor appeared on him instantly. At the same time, the Hate Demon Body was operating wildly.
"Child, it's useless! The Hate Demon Armor and the Hate Demon Body, while powerful, cannot withstand the Spatial Storm with your current cultivation level," Hate Emperor shouted again.
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