Chapter 718 - 712: Shen Cheng’s Challenge

"ROAR..."

"Demon Dragon’s Descent!"

"Soaring Blood Dragon!"

Suddenly, Shen Haoran and Su Chi moved as one. They both roared, their hands flashing through seal techniques. High in the sky, two colossal dragons—one red and one black—smashed into each other.

Despite the immense power of the collision, it made no sound at all. The world fell terrifyingly silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

High above, the red and black dragons intertwined, unleashing a terrifying energy storm. The surrounding space began to shatter, revealing the pitch-black Chaos Space beyond.

The crowd stared at the terrifying scene, their hearts pounding. It seemed as if the entire world was about to collapse under the force of their attacks. The horrifying pressure made their legs quake. This was truly an apocalyptic assault, far surpassing the Spirit Emperor Level. Even Shen Cheng, watching from the high platform, furrowed his brow, a grave look on his face.

The battle in the sky raged on. The Spiritual Power within Shen Haoran and Su Chi drained away rapidly. In an instant, the surging energy in their bodies was completely depleted, and their faces turned pale.

The two-colored energies continued to consume each other. Abruptly, the two giant dragons split apart and then plummeted downward like meteors. Their targets were none other than Shen Haoran and Su Chi!

The blood-red dragon charged toward Shen Haoran, while the violet-black one shot toward Su Chi. Then, before their shocked eyes, the dragons detonated violently. A terrifying energy storm instantly raged outward, annihilating everything in its path.

BOOM!

A deafening roar echoed as the entirety of Wanshe Mountain began to tremble violently under the terrifying energy impact. Rubble tumbled down and peaks fractured, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

The moment the two dragons descended, the surrounding Martial Artists scrambled to retreat. Those who weren’t fast enough were instantly killed by the erupting energy storm. It was hard to imagine the kind of pressure Shen Haoran and Su Chi were enduring at the center of it all.

BOOM... RUMBLE...

Explosions continued to rock Wanshe Mountain. In the City of Sin, Martial Artists all turned their gazes toward the mountain, their faces filled with shock. The terrifying energy radiating from Wanshe Mountain made their hearts tremble. A massive, eye-catching pillar of light shot into the sky, leaving them to wonder: what on earth was happening on Wanshe Mountain?

Luo Yu and the others had already descended the mountain. When they heard the commotion from Wanshe Mountain, their brows knitted together tightly. They could sense Shen Haoran’s aura within that terrifying wave of energy, which meant he was fighting someone up there. ’To create such a horrifying energy impact... could he be fighting the King of the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave?’

"Hurry, we need to pick up the pace!" Luo Yu ordered in a low voice. He knew full well the strength of the King of the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave. If Shen Haoran was really fighting him on Wanshe Mountain, he wouldn’t be able to hold out for long.

Elsewhere, Ji Lingxuan and Lady Ya both stared worriedly in the direction of Wanshe Mountain. They, too, had clearly felt Shen Haoran’s aura. If he hadn’t given them a mission, and if they couldn’t still feel his presence, they probably would have charged over there long ago.

"We need to hurry, too!" Ji Lingxuan said grimly. The three of them then flickered and disappeared back into the dense forest.

Back on Wanshe Mountain, the violent gales gradually subsided, and the raging energy storm died down. The once open, flat plaza was now a massive, dark pit. The great hall, built from mounds of bleached white skeletons, had been utterly destroyed in the storm. Everyone stared at the devastated landscape of Wanshe Mountain, unable to stop themselves from drawing a sharp, cold breath.

"Where are Shen Haoran and Su Chi?" After their shock wore off, the crowd quickly began searching for the two, finally spotting them among some rubble.

Both Shen Haoran and Su Chi were covered in blood, their bodies riddled with a shocking number of wounds, large and small. The slight rise and fall of their chests was the only proof they were still alive, but neither seemed to have the strength to stand. This was especially true for Su Chi. By the looks of it, every meridian and bone in his body was shattered. Even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would be crippled for life.

"Cough, cough..." On the other side, Shen Haoran struggled to his feet, coughing violently a few times to spit out a mouthful of blood foam.

Seeing Shen Haoran get to his feet, the crowd’s eyes filled with utter shock. Su Chi looked to have been completely crippled by the storm, yet Shen Haoran could still stand. It seemed his injuries were severe, but not life-threatening. What incredible defense and Life Force must he possess to survive such a terrifying energy storm?

He discreetly slipped a handful of Spirit Revitalizing Pills into his mouth, swallowing them whole without even taking the time to chew. A faint stream of Spiritual Power nourished his nearly ruptured meridians, and a warm sensation spread through him, finally allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.

Still, Shen Haoran’s situation was far from optimistic. In that terrifying energy storm, if it weren’t for his Vermilion Bird Wings, his Black Tortoise Shield, and his thrice-awakened Chaos Divine Body, he would have ended up just like Su Chi—a cripple. He had been lucky to survive, but his body was a wreck. The effects of the Heaven-Dominating Tribulation had passed, and heart-wrenching pain wracked his entire body, making him gasp. His meridians were nearly destroyed, and his Spiritual Power was completely gone. Right now, Shen Haoran was truly at the end of his rope.

Feeling the small amount of Spiritual Power restored by the Spirit Revitalizing Pills, Shen Haoran finally felt a bit more at ease. Within his Primordial Small World, the Spirit Seeds of the three great Heaven and Earth Spirits had all dimmed. He had no choice but to channel the faint Spiritual Power into the Wood Spirit Cyan Profound, letting it help him heal his internal injuries.

While recovering from his injuries, Shen Haoran looked up at Shen Cheng in mid-air. He knew the real threat wasn’t Su Chi, but the man hovering in the sky.

CLAP, CLAP, CLAP...

In mid-air, Shen Cheng paid no attention to whether Su Chi lived or died. He clapped his hands lightly, his eyes fixed on Shen Haoran, the corners of his mouth lifting into a sinister smile.

"A very impressive performance, Shen Haoran. You’re as surprising as ever! But right now, do you have any strength left to accept my challenge?" Shen Cheng stared at Shen Haoran, his face a mask of mockery.

Hearing Shen Cheng’s words, the surrounding crowd stood stunned. He was actually challenging Shen Haoran—a *severely injured* Shen Haoran, at that. ’For a King of the City of Sin to stoop to this!’ they thought.

At this moment, Shen Cheng couldn’t care less about his status. All he knew was that Shen Haoran would die under his torment, and the pain he had endured for so many years could finally be repaid!

Looking at Shen Cheng’s crazed expression, Shen Haoran’s own expression remained indifferent. Suddenly, his figure flashed, and he sprinted deep into Wanshe Mountain. ’Never mind that I’m severely injured now,’ he thought. ’Even at my peak, I might not be a match for Shen Cheng. Of the thirty-six stratagems, retreating is the best option right now. Besides, I just got word from Changmao. Xue Ling has been found!’