Chapter 889 - 968: Death Battle

"Bang!"

Tang Qi held the trident, and a surge of True Qi erupted from his body, emanating supreme divine might. A dense black mist appeared around him, from which countless black beams of light shot out. Flashing, they transformed into black chains, shooting towards the Five-Clawed Cyan Dragon at an astonishing speed.

The Five-Clawed Cyan Dragon did not dodge or evade, charging forward with overwhelming momentum.

The black chains wrapped around, forming circle after circle, binding the Five-Clawed Cyan Dragon tightly in mid-air as it charged.

Buzz buzz!

As the Soul-Stabilizing Bead burst into dazzling golden light, the black chains binding the dragon shattered inch by inch, emitting a series of piercing screams.

It turned out these black chains were formed from countless souls.

Without the constraint of the black chains, the Five-Clawed Cyan Dragon opened its giant mouth and lunged directly at Tang Qi.

"If you want me dead, you won’t live either."

Tang Qi looked mad, holding the trident, and charged directly into the dragon’s mouth, his body rapidly swelling as he intended to self-destruct.

"Swallow."

Chen Mo formed a seal with his hands, and after the dragon swallowed Tang Qi, it flew directly into the distance.

"Boom!"

When the dragon flew a hundred feet away from Chen Mo, it finally exploded, with a monstrous wave of scorching energy spreading out, causing the entire tripod furnace space to shake violently.

Crash!

The black flames, like layers of fire waves, rolled out across the sky. The wave of near-destruction caused the space within the tripod to become extremely distorted and unstable.

"Pfft..."

The Heaven-Melting Tripod belonged to Chen Mo, and the violent impact fed back some of it to him, causing him to spit blood wildly and his face to turn pale.

His gaze was fixed on the black flames; this was his last resort. After the previous strike, he could no longer unleash a second one. Thus, if this didn’t deal with Tang Qi, then he would be the unlucky one.

As the black flames and the scorching waves gradually dissipated, Tang Qi’s figure was no longer visible in mid-air. Chen Mo couldn’t sense any of Tang Qi’s aura, only a mass of black mist remained, emitting a series of chilling and eerie sounds.

"What is this?" Chen Mo furrowed his brows tightly, feeling a constant sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, the black mist seemed to come alive, surging towards Yang Jiang.

Yang Jiang faced the incoming mist without a hint of resistance, spreading his arms open, accepting the mist while avoiding Xuan Kui and the Dragon-Devouring Sparrow.

Yang Jiang absorbed all the black mist into his body.

Instantly, Yang Jiang’s aura soared, leaping from the early stage of the Void Realm to the mid-stage.

"Ha ha." Yang Jiang laughed heartily, looking at Chen Mo, he said, "I never expected you could force Tang Qi to self-destruct. It seems I underestimated you."

Chen Mo, while recovering True Qi, responded, "Your accomplices are all dead, what are you so happy about?"

"Their deaths are welcome." Yang Jiang felt no regret for Tang Qi’s death, as one of the basic requirements to become a Saint Child was ruthlessness, the absence of empathy.

"He’s dead, so there’s one less person to share with, and before he died, he gifted me a big favor, allowing me to break through. His death was worthwhile. To repay his kindness, I’ve decided to kill you for his revenge, ha ha ha..."

As he spoke, Yang Jiang started laughing even more loudly, his face becoming a bit twisted from laughing so hard. He looked at Chen Mo as if he was a delicious pastry.

"Mine, all mine..."

Greed shone in Yang Jiang’s eyes as he took a swift step, numerous afterimages trailing across the sky. His figure suddenly bypassed Xuan Kui and the Dragon-Devouring Sparrow’s obstruction, eerily appearing in front of Chen Mo. With a terrifying True Qi embedded in his palm strike, he aimed straight down at Chen Mo.

"Be careful." The Ice Spirit screamed in fear, quickly bending the bow to shoot.

Although Chen Mo had given a Soul Mark to the Ice Spirit, allowing her to use the Heaven-Supporting Bow, it was, after all, Chen Mo’s Dao Artifact and had not recognized the Ice Spirit as its owner. The arrows she shot were like a child compared to a grown-up when compared to Chen Mo’s.

They couldn’t even penetrate the True Qi protection around Yang Jiang.

"Bang!"

Yang Jiang’s palm strike landed directly on Chen Mo, but a magnificent purple light shot out from Chen Mo, weaving into a shield that blocked the strike.

Then, Chen Mo’s figure fell like a kite with a broken string, and if not for the Ice Spirit rushing to catch him, Chen Mo would have slammed hard onto the ground.

"Crack..."

With three chances used up, the Purple Qi Glazed Armor on Chen Mo completely shattered.

Now, Chen Mo was left with no means to save his life.

"Whoosh!"

Above the Ice Spirit, the space twisted, and a magnificent black light shot out, transforming into a figure, none other than Yang Jiang.

Yang Jiang, still relentless, flashed to appear before them, intending to deliver a fatal blow to Chen Mo.

But just as his attack was about to strike Chen Mo, it was blocked by an ice wall.

Though the ice wall was shattered by Yang Jiang’s palm, within that fleeting moment, the Ice Spirit carried Chen Mo far away.

That ice wall was the protective talisman used by the Ice Spirit.

It could withstand a full-force strike from a Void Realm expert.

Given by the Elder, she only had two.