Chen Yuâs appearance frightened the three people from the Heavenly Martial Sect.
Wasnât this guyâs fate uncertain? The Vermilion Bird Heavenly Nest mobilized a lot of people, searched for three years without results, which basically meant he was dead.
Lin Tianfeng felt the shadow that was about to dissipate in his heart reappearing.
Yan Su across from them, his gaze flashed coldly, staring at Chen Yuâs hands.
Because those hands were holding his mystic weapon, the black sword.
Although this sword was aimed at Lin Tianfeng, so he didnât use his full strength, it was still interesting that Chen Yu, merely at the late stage peak, could hold the sword with his hands.
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Besides that.
Yan Su felt Chen Yu was very special, a kind of attraction that made him pay attention involuntarily.
Chen Yu also stared at Yan Su.
"The mysterious heartâs perception points to this person..."
He wasnât too surprised; there were many things that could interest the heart, even high-quality Space Profound Meaning Crystal Stones.
"Whatâs going on?"
Chen Yu asked.
First, get a clear understanding before proceeding.
Pan Peng was injured, Lin Tianfeng didnât want to talk to Chen Yu, so the female disciple spoke up, but not to answer Chen Yuâs question: "Are you really Chen Yu?"
"Chen Yu? Iâve heard about you."
Yan Su spoke from the opposite side.
Chen Yu was originally a genius of the Heavenly Martial Sect, and before he disappeared in the Demon Race, he caused quite a commotion, many had heard of Chen Yuâs reputation.
"Your fellow sect members wanted to seize our spoils, but were defeated by me. Thatâs all there is to it..."
He introduced the situation very lightly and simply, not putting Chen Yu in his eyes.
"Brother Chen, heâs lying."
The female disciple from the Heavenly Martial Sect immediately countered.
Yan Suâs words made them seem so disgraceful.
So, this female disciple carefully recounted the events, of course leaning more towards her own team, describing the Frost Hall members as ruthless and cruel, especially the incident of Pan Pengâs leg being severed.
"He was defeated by me, itâs just a leg thatâs been severed, itâs not like I took his life. Iâve been quite merciful."
Yan Su said with an indifferent smile.
For someone with a slightly cruel disposition, encountering others trying to seize their discovered treasure, this approach is quite okay; directly killing all enemies is the truly ruthless way.
However, even such a person wouldnât dare to easily kill a disciple from the Heavenly Martial Sect.
"You shouldnât have come; I was planning to collect three legs at most, but now youâre sending over another one."
Yan Su continued.
"Hold on."
Chen Yu stopped him, then said: "Does your previous statement still hold?"
"Are you talking about the promise of twenty moves?"
Yan Suâs lips curved into a cold smile, somewhat flippantly: "Of course, it counts, do you want to try?"
He already valued Chen Yu enough, but after all, the opponent had been missing for a long time, and now his power level was only the Late Stage Star Condensation Realm Peak.
"Why not try? âHuman Soul Fruitâ is a really good thing."
Chen Yu glanced at the black tree nearby and the fruit on it.
The Human Soul Fruit, a treasure of the Soul Path, has a great nourishing effect on the soul and is an essential material for refining many special Spirit Pills. Besides, it has quite a few unconventional uses.
Compared to other Soul Path treasures, the greatest feature of the Human Soul Fruit is its ease of absorption.
Having seen such a treasure, Chen Yu naturally had to try to obtain it.
"Twenty moves, isnât that too bullying?"
Yan Su asked with a smile.
"Then you can reduce it to one move."
"..."
Yan Su didnât expect Chen Yu to play by unconventional rules, but of course, he wouldnât fall for it.
Chen Yu at least has a reputation and is a disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect. Even if Yan Su is confident, he certainly wouldnât make a promise of one move.
Swoosh!
The black sword clamped between Chen Yuâs fingers suddenly released a black icy sword shadow, the cold invading Chen Yu, the mystic weapon black sword stabbing towards Chen Yuâs throat.
Yan Su suddenly launched an attack, and the mystic weapon black sword was right in front of Chen Yu; in this situation, Chen Yu couldnât dodge, and if his reaction was just a bit slower, heâd be done for.
"Heâs too full of himself."
Pan Peng was lying beside, reattaching his leg, waiting to return to the Heavenly Martial Sect to purchase Spirit Pills for treatment.
Even he, ranked thirty-second on the Heavenly Martial List, was defeated by Yan Su, yet Chen Yu still seemed all relaxed and casual, this was truly courting death.
Swish bang!
Black and white lights flickered, only to see the mystic weapon black sword fly out backward, Chen Yu still standing in the same spot, completely unharmed.
The three from the Heavenly Martial Sect took a slight gasp, very surprised.
Yan Suâs brows slightly furrowed; even in such circumstances, Chen Yu was unharmed.
"In that split second just now, my connection with the mystic weapon was interfered with, causing the strikeâs power to weaken by forty percent..."
Yan Su looked at the black brush in Chen Yuâs hand. Was it this mystic weapon that repelled his surprise attack?
Chen Yuâs lips wore a faint smile, this was his first time using the Heavenly Yin Soul Pen in combat.
In the previous situation, besides taking the attack head-on, it could only use this mystic weapon to block.
The Heavenly Yin Soul Pen can influence the soul imprint within mystic weapons, in the instant when two mystic weapons touch, the black sword mystic weapon was affected, power greatly reduced, easily repelled.
Hiss!
The mystic weapon black sword once again emitted a chilling sword shadow, speeding towards him.
Swish! Bang!
The Heavenly Yin Soul Pen flew out, its white brush bristles stroked across the black sword.
In that instant, the soul imprint within the mystic weapon black sword was slightly obliterated, impacting Yan Suâs control ability over the mystic weapon, attack power sharply dropped.
Bang!
The Heavenly Yin Soul Pen once again sent the mystic weapon black sword flying.
The Heavenly Yin Soul Penâs attack ability isnât especially outstanding, but along with its characteristics, it equivalently weakens the enemy mystic weapon, standing in an invincible position.
Therefore, even particularly strong attack mystic weapons canât predict benefits from the Heavenly Yin Soul Pen.
Three moves!
Five moves!
Seven moves!
The two didnât move, their arcane weapons clashing fiercely, while Chen Yu held an absolute advantage.
This scene shocked the other onlookers.
The people from Frost Hall were very confident in Yan Suâs strength. Even Pan Peng, who was ranked thirty-second on the Heavenly Martial List, was defeated. What could Chen Yu, who was in the Late Stage Star Condensation Realm Peak, amount to?
But reality slapped them in the face.
Pan Peng from the Heavenly Martial Sect couldnât believe it either. Yan Su, who had forced him into such a predicament, was actually not a match for Chen Yu.
He seriously doubted if the opponent was holding back.
At this moment, a female disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect spoke up: "Brother Pan, isnât Yan Su known as the âGhost Fingerâ? Isnât that title because heâs skilled in finger techniques? Why has he only used swordsmanship so far?"
Upon hearing this, Pan Peng realized it too.
"Thatâs right, Yan Su is most skilled in finger techniques. Heâs been holding back."
Pan Peng found evidence of Yan Suâs holding back.
But if this counted as holding back, didnât he also hold back when fighting him earlier?
"Your arcane weapon is quite special, but it wonât help you endure past twenty moves."
Yan Su suddenly said.
He had already guessed the characteristics of the [Heavenly Yin Soul Pen], unless his arcane weaponâs quality greatly surpassed it, it would be difficult to win in an arcane weapon duel.
"Heavenly Frost Finger!"
Yan Suâs index and middle fingers were surrounded by a black halo, spreading cold black light around.
As he pointed with both fingers, two ghostly black icy fingers formed in the void, like heavenly pillars, smashing towards Chen Yu.
"Heâs using finger techniques!"
Pan Pengâs face was stunned.
The power of these two finger techniques was terrifying. Even from several thousand zhang away, his blood involuntarily congealed.
"Ice Profound Meaning, four and a half!"
Lin Tianfeng was deeply shocked.
Chen Yuâs expression slightly tightened, as the enemyâs momentum became instantly stronger.
This level of strength was even stronger than Zhu Yifan, whom he had fought before. No wonder he could defeat Pan Peng.
But in truth, he wasnât going all out either.
The opponentâs skill level was not bad, and he only needed to last for twenty moves, there was no need to necessarily defeat the opponent.
Bang!
Chen Yuâs hands turned into the White Tiger Sacred Claw amidst a layer of golden white radiance, while fire erupted around him, engulfing all sides.
Whoosh!
He wielded the Gold Profound Meaning and Fire Profound Meaning, and the White Tiger Sacred Claw slashed out, a trail of golden red light flashing.
Boom!
The potent and domineering attacks collided fiercely, resulting in continuous explosions.
"What?"
Yan Su was slightly surprised.
Even when being suppressed in an arcane weapon duel, he didnât show this expression.
After all, arcane weapons are external power. It was normal for Chen Yu, a genius of the Heavenly Martial Sect, to possess some powerful weapons, but how could his skill level be this high?
Pan Peng was also dumbfounded. Could Chen Yuâs strength have already surpassed his own?
The previous generationâs geniuses were truly terrifying. Qin Wentianâs strength was quickly catching up to him, while Chen Yu had already surpassed him.
Boom!
Yan Su launched another offensive, still using finger techniques, and it was overwhelming with coldness.
Chen Yu remained calm, countering the Ice Profound Meaning with the Gold and Fire Profound Meaning, which was more than sufficient.
"Ice Frost Suppressing Heaven!"
Yan Su shouted, as a pitch-black icy vortex appeared above Chen Yuâs head, within which a finger descended, with distinct fingerprints, pressing down with the momentum to freeze everything.
Facing this finger, Chen Yu couldnât help but be moved.
The power of this finger had already surpassed the level of four and a half stars. Pan Pengâs face went pale, for if he were hit by this move, he would surely be dead.
Chen Yu immediately activated the Space Profound Meaning and Blood Crystal Flame, deploying the Star Splitting Claw, and a grand crescent of gold and red shot towards the sky!
Bang bang bang!
The explosions continued, storms roaring.
The spectators couldnât help but take another step back, as Pan Peng and Lin Tianfeng saw the upper end of the pitch-black finger being pierced through by a crescent.
Another earth-shaking explosion occurred, and Yan Suâs finger technique attack was shattered.
Yan Suâs face twisted slightly, his jet-black eyes gleamed with fierce light.
Despite appearances, he was absolutely confident. This unexpected failure ignited his fury.
Yan Su couldnât help but reach for a rusty ring on the index finger of his left hand, intending to remove it.
Chen Yu noticed this scene, unsure of what the opponent was planning, but his mysterious heart began to beat faster.
...
A thousand miles away.
Two oddly shaped flying artifacts zipped through the void.
These flying artifacts were shaped like sharp-mouthed fish, their bodies glowing bright silver, with a streamlined shape, flying rapidly through the void with very little commotion.
"How do you find the flying artifacts Iâve designed?"
A manâs voice came from within one of the flying artifacts.
"Theyâre just okay, but the appearance is too ugly, far inferior compared to Brother Dongâs creations."
"...Your sense of aesthetics is still so twisted."
The man sighed helplessly.
"The target is just ahead."
"It seems there are many lifeforms too, but none of them have reached the Xuanming Realm!"
The man showed a hint of a smile; this made things much easier.
However, as they approached, his expression changed abruptly.
"Is this... the second target?"
He stared at the screen in front, where besides a red dot, there was also a slightly flickering pale red dot.
Yet in the next instant, the pale red dot disappeared again.