Chapter 454 - 430: Die, Junior

Chapter 454: Chapter 430: Die, Junior

CRACK!

As he spoke, the Third Prince crushed a Tier Five Golden Spirit Talisman. A five-colored light immediately burst forth, enveloping him and his Divinity Transformation subordinates.

Then, the space around them rippled with a mysterious fluctuation. They were about to teleport away using the Spirit Talisman’s power.

Seeing this, his many Primordial Spirit subordinates couldn’t help but sigh in relief.

After all, if this continued any longer, they really wouldn’t be able to hold on.

"Damn it, they’re getting away!"

"They’re going back on their word! Utterly shameless!"

Xiahou Jiao and the other cultivators were furious, but there was nothing they could do.

Even Zhang Chi’s Star Sword Array could only trap and suppress the enemy, not kill them—let alone what the rest of them could do.

They could all see that the enemy was using a rare Tier Five Middle Grade Life-saving Talisman. Combined with the protection of their formation, their successful escape was practically guaranteed.

"Trying to run? Too late! Primordial Spirit Power, burn for me!"

But Zhang Chi had long known they would try to flee if they couldn’t win. After all, they hadn’t established any kind of Spirit Contract, and even if they had, the enemy would likely have ways to circumvent it. He had been waiting for this very moment.

He remained composed. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed even more Primordial Spirit Power, which seemed to ignite like a raging fire. The Star Sword Array instantly grew stronger, shattering the enemy’s formation in one blow.

The process seemed complex, but it all happened in a flash. Even their words were actually Divine Thoughts being projected, so it took almost no time at all.

The moment their formation broke, before the Spirit Talisman could fully activate, they were all exposed to the merciless Sword Light.

"This..."

Xiahou Jiao and the others were stunned, their faces etched with disbelief.

"Are you insane? You’re actually burning your Primordial Spirit Power? Don’t you know this will cause irreversible damage? If you burn it for too long, your very soul will be scattered and destroyed!"

The Third Prince and his men were dumbfounded, a mixture of terror, anger, and confusion on their faces.

Normally, when a Divinity Transformation Celestial Monarch used their Primordial Spirit Power, they could avoid any lasting side effects as long as they exercised restraint. At worst, it would just consume some time and precious resources.

But burning one’s Primordial Spirit was a true, life-or-death gamble.

Burning the Primordial Spirit was far more powerful than simply using Primordial Spirit Power. But as the name implied, it directly consumed the Primordial Spirit itself, making it incredibly dangerous. It was a classic case of "killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of your own."

Only madmen, or those with a Primordial Spirit already facing certain doom, would choose such a path. Otherwise, most would rather surrender than make such a decision.

After all, surrender meant they would still be alive. At worst, they would lose their freedom but remain lofty Divinity Transformation Cultivators with a three-thousand-year Lifespan. But if they burned their Primordial Spirit for too long, they would truly have nothing left.

Even burning a small portion would mean they could never fully recover.

Not only would their strength weaken, but they would also lose any potential for further advancement and their Lifespan would be drastically reduced. When faced with the once-in-a-thousand-years heavenly tribulation, death would be a certainty.

But now, Zhang Chi—a powerful Divinity Transformation Cultivator with seemingly limitless potential—had done just that. It was something no cultivator present had anticipated.

The Third Prince and the other Divinity Transformation Cultivators were filled with immense regret, cursing themselves for provoking a madman like Zhang Chi for no good reason.

Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets. What was done was done.

Meanwhile, Zhang Chi remained completely unmoved by their words. He had expected this reaction. In truth, he wasn’t making a life-or-death gamble. While other Divinity Transformation Cultivators would suffer permanent damage or even die from this, he would not.

He had the Jade Pendant to protect him. Even after burning his Primordial Spirit, he only needed to use some resources that were highly restorative to Vitality to recover.

Moreover, he had already prepared such resources: precious Elixirs created through the Refinement of the Primordial Spirit phantom left behind by Master Taixuan.

That Primordial Spirit phantom had been tainted by the will of a powerful being from the Demon Realm, so this was the only way to purify and use it. This conveniently gave him more confidence.

Of course, the primary purpose of those Elixirs was to advance his Cultivation. But considering the greater rewards he would reap from a victory here, he had made the extravagant decision to use them as combat supplies.

"All of you, on my command, burn your Primordial Spirits! As long as we kill him, I and the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty will reward you handsomely! Even if you die, I and Great Qian will not mistreat your families and descendants in the future. I swear on my ancestors, this is the truth!"

At this life-or-death moment, the Third Prince had no time for further thought. He forced himself to calm down and issued the order to his subordinates.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

"Don’t worry, if he dares to burn his Primordial Spirit, so do we!"

"That’s right! If we don’t fight back, we’re dead for sure. It’s better to go all out! At least then we’ll have a sliver of a chance!"

Hearing this, his subordinates’ faces turned grim, but none of them dared to disobey. They all nodded in agreement.

At the same time, they looked at Zhang Chi with faces full of murderous intent and hatred.

It turned out they were not just subordinates of the Third Prince of Great Qian; their very lives were in his hands. They had no choice. Even if the Third Prince ordered them to their deaths, they could only obey.

Besides, they also knew that if they didn’t fight with everything they had, there was truly no escape.

BOOM!

A moment later, a destructive aura erupted from their Primordial Spirits, and their shattered formation immediately began to reform.

Clearly, they too had begun to burn their Primordial Spirits.

"This is bad!"

Xiahou Jiao and the others grew even more horrified and worried.

They had never dreamed the battle would escalate to this point. Both sides were completely bloodlusted.

This was clearly not a common occurrence among Divinity Transformation Cultivators.

After all, Divinity Transformation Cultivators cherished their lives.

Even when the Desert Divine Palace was destroyed back then, its three Palace Masters had only chosen to flee.

"You want a life-or-death struggle? In your dreams!"

Seeing this, Zhang Chi merely smiled, still perfectly calm. With a sharp cry, the enemy Primordial Spirits instantly lost control of their Magical Power. Their vision swam with black spots—they had been poisoned at some unknown point, and the poison was now taking effect.

Even the Third Prince felt dizzy and nauseous, his face turning a dark shade.

In this state, they couldn’t even think about burning their Primordial Spirits, let alone continuing their escape.

"Damn it, how could this be happening!"

An infinite sense of terror and despair rose in the hearts of these enemy Divinity Transformation Cultivators.

It wasn’t just because Zhang Chi was too strong, but also because his methods were so bizarre and, to them, completely unknown.

Furthermore, from beginning to end, they seemed to have been completely under Zhang Chi’s control.

And in fact, that was the case. Zhang Chi had cultivated a Poison Technique years ago and hadn’t used it until now. But considering how difficult these enemies might be to kill, he had secretly employed it from the start.

After such a long battle, the poison from his Poison Technique had silently invaded the bodies of the Third Prince and his Divinity Transformation subordinates, allowing him to activate it at the critical moment.

Without this Poison Technique as a foundation, he still wouldn’t have been able to secure victory, even if he could burn his Primordial Spirit without any negative consequences.

But with the aid of the Poison Technique, it was a completely different story.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

In the next instant, countless rays of Sword Light surged forward, shattering the Third Prince’s light barrier from the Spirit Talisman and engulfing the Divinity Transformation Cultivators from Great Qian.

This time, the enemy’s defenses were unprecedentedly fragile.

First, they were poisoned.

Second, their Primordial Spirits had left their bodies, leaving their physical forms without support. They also hadn’t anticipated such a turn of events.

Thus, in a single moment, the physical bodies of the Primordial Spirit Cultivators were slain, and even their Primordial Spirits were pierced and shattered.

Of course, as Divinity Transformation Celestial Monarchs, their Primordial Spirits were not so fragile. A shattered Primordial Spirit could quickly reform. It would be weaker than before, but they wouldn’t die from it directly.

Unfortunately for them, Zhang Chi had no intention of giving them time to recover.

The Sword Light surged wave after wave, now imbued with bolts of Thunder Power, completely scattering their Primordial Spirits. Then, with a grasp of his hand, Zhang Chi captured the scattered spirits. He pulled them into the Supreme Profound Immortal Mansion and sealed them with Spirit Talismans.

In fact, if Zhang Chi wished, he could have obliterated their Primordial Spirits right then and there.

However, Zhang Chi planned to use these Primordial Spirits for Alchemy and also intended to perform a Soul Search, so he chose not to kill them outright.

"No!"

"Celestial Monarch Zhang, spare us!"

"We were forced into this!"

The sealed Primordial Spirits were terrified. They begged for mercy but couldn’t move an inch, and Zhang Chi completely ignored them.

Meanwhile, the Third Prince was in slightly better condition, having expended less energy and possessing more treasures and greater strength. He quickly regained his senses, and the Golden Dragon Banner wrapped around him completely for protection.

But even so, under the bombardment of Sword Light, the Third Prince was in grave danger.

His Magical Power was failing due to the poison, creating an opening even in the Golden Dragon Banner’s defense. With a flash of Sword Light, the Third Prince’s physical body was slain, and his Primordial Spirit was torn to shreds by the blade’s energy.

"Ancestor, save me!"

At the moment of life and death, the Third Prince cried out for help.

BOOM!

In the next instant, a tremendous roar echoed from the distant Great Qian Immortal Dynasty. An immeasurably powerful force then locked down the surrounding space. Under its influence, the Third Prince’s Primordial Spirit, physical body, and the Golden Dragon Banner were pulled away into the distance.

Even Zhang Chi’s Supreme Profound Immortal Mansion and Sword Array ceased to function for that one moment.

A massive, dragon-shaped fist shadow tore through space, smashing viciously toward Zhang Chi.

"Junior, you dare harm a Prince of Great Qian? Die!"

At the same time, an immense, ancient, and majestic voice rang out.

Evidently, the Great Qian Ancestor had used some unknown method to hear the Third Prince’s cry for help and had come to his rescue, even launching an attack on Zhang Chi from an incredible distance.

This fist shadow was a manifestation of the Great Qian Dragon Fist, but it was countless times more powerful than the Fist Technique the Third Prince of Great Qian had used earlier.

"Oh no!"

"It’s the Great Qian Ancestor! He’s made his move!"

"He actually possesses such a Divine Technique! It seems his Combat Power is even greater than the legends say!"

"Junior Brother Zhang, be careful!"

Xiahou Jiao and the others, who had been reveling in a mix of pleasant surprise and adoration for Zhang Chi, were now utterly horrified.

They couldn’t even help if they wanted to. Under the pressure of this new enemy’s technique, they were frozen in place, unable to move a muscle, let alone do anything else.