Chapter 392 - 387: Wen Wuxin Burning with Rage

The Tier Three Grand Array was causing Wen Wuxin some trouble.

It posed no fatal threat.

But it did leave Wen Wuxin in a sorry state.

Not only could he not maintain his suave demeanor, but he was even forced into many embarrassing evasive maneuvers.

He had flusteredly self-destructed a Treasure and used a precious Forbidden-Breaking Talisman just to barely escape.

To him, this was undoubtedly a humiliation—getting this flustered while trying to slaughter a piddling little thing at the Nascent Soul Early Stage? Wouldn’t he become a laughingstock!

Wen Wuxin secretly made a decision:

Originally, he had only come to kill Zong Li.

But now, he was angry.

Today, not only would he kill this little thief, he would flay him and tear him limb from limb.

He would also raze the Four Principles Sect to the ground and slaughter every disciple with even a hint of talent.

Those two Four Principles Sect disciples who were undergoing Core Formation would not escape death either.

Anything less would be insufficient to quell his rage!

As the Magical Combat raged on, Wen Wuxin continued to dismantle the Array.

For a Nascent Soul Cultivator, every move could shake a Tier Three Array.

Even someone like him, who knew nothing about Arrays, could rely on his Cultivation to break through with brute force.

Thus, it wasn’t long before the Four Principles Sect’s Mountain Protection Array fell silent.

Only a small portion of its defensive functions remained active; otherwise, the shockwaves from the clash between two Nascent Soul Cultivators would have been enough to reduce the Four Principles Sect to rubble.

The disciples of the Four Principles Sect were red-faced, their hearts burning with rage.

But they knew the gap in Cultivation was too vast. If they charged forward, they would only cause trouble for their Sect Leader.

So they could only conceal themselves and hide.

A few kindhearted Observation Envoys also lent a hand, protecting a few disciples.

Even so, the aftershocks from the battle between the two Nascent Soul Cultivators still injured or killed some of the Four Principles Sect’s disciples.

Li Fei watched the Magical Combat in the sky, so nervous she nearly clawed her own palms bloody.

She didn’t even have the presence of mind to feel grief or anger for the dead and injured disciples.

She just stared at that fighting figure, praying to every god and buddha she had ever heard of. It didn’t matter if she had ever worshiped them or burned incense before; she would pray now.

She prayed that he could defeat the powerful enemy and return safely.

As long as he was safe, it wouldn’t matter if the entire Four Principles Sect was destroyed, or if everyone else died...

The situation seemed tense, but it had been under Du Youqian’s control the entire time.

Even the near-total destruction of the Mountain Protection Array was a result he had deliberately guided things toward.

’Besides, do you really think destroying the Array means it’s truly destroyed?’

An Array Master had countless ways to deceive someone ignorant of Arrays.

In reality, Du Youqian still had a trump card up his sleeve.

’Sigh, this is still too much work.’

’If only there were no future consequences, I could just kill this guy with one clean strike. So much easier.’

’Unfortunately, in this world, things rarely go as you wish.’

’I could have ended this easily, but instead I have to make it so complicated, carefully calculating everything just to put on a show of barely defeating a powerful enemy for those Observation Envoys.’

The longer Wen Wuxin fought, the more infuriated he became.

He had thought this would be an easy job. Killing a mere Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator should have been as simple as killing a chick.

That’s why he had readily agreed, happy to be able to repay a favor with this task.

But he never expected this little guy to be so troublesome!

He could feel that this Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator’s Divine Sense was nearly on par with his own. It was only because of his lower Cultivation that his physical strength and Magical Power were far inferior.

But his Swordsmanship was exquisite, and he deployed a variety of Magic in an endless and logical stream.

He even had two Tier Four Treasures for protection, a fortune no less than that of an average Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator.

Moreover, the kid hadn’t used any Divine Abilities yet.

Wen Wuxin found it hard to believe that his opponent hadn’t comprehended any Divine Abilities.

From every angle, this guy was a genius among geniuses. How could someone who had advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm at such a young age not have comprehended any Divine Abilities?

Having completely fused with his physical body, it was likely that even a Divinity Transformation Ancestor would find it difficult to see that Du Youqian was a Possession Cultivator.

It was even more impossible for an ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator like Wen Wuxin.

Therefore, he mistook Du Youqian for an incredibly young and talented Cultivator, which only fueled his jealousy and hatred. He was now determined to cut down this young genius today.

But he didn’t dare to be careless. Although Du Youqian had shown clear shortcomings in many areas and was not as strong as him, it was very likely he had a hidden trump card.

After several hundred exchanges, Wen Wuxin, angry as he was, became increasingly cautious, adopting a strategy of attrition.

In his view, Du Youqian’s Magical Power was far inferior to his own. As long as he dragged this out, he was guaranteed a steady victory.

It was a bit embarrassing, of course—being two minor Realms higher and still resorting to such a scoundrel’s fighting style.

But he truly did not dare to take any risks!

’Losing face is just losing face.’

’As long as I flatten the Four Principles Sect.’

’After being the subject of gossip for a few decades, the whole affair will naturally die down.’

Compared to the 1,800-year lifespan of a Nascent Soul Late Stage Cultivator, a few decades was but the blink of an eye.

Just as Wen Wuxin was beginning to fantasize about his victory, Du Youqian figured the time was about right.

’I’ve been acting for so long, it should be enough to convince those Observation Envoys.’

’If this fight drags on and a few more talented disciples get caught in the crossfire and killed, I’ll feel bad about it.’

And so, he abruptly activated the slightly modified "Red Blood Seven Transitions Technique." His face turned so red it looked as if it might start dripping blood, his eyes were shrouded in a thick Evil Qi, and it looked as though insects were crawling beneath his skin.

One glance was all it took to know that he had used a life-risking Secret Technique.

The corner of Wen Wuxin’s mouth curled up. He believed Du Youqian was running on empty, hence why he had resorted to a desperate Secret Technique.

’All I have to do is dodge and neutralize his attacks. Once the Secret Technique’s duration ends, victory will be within my grasp.’

Watching from below, Li Fei bit her lip until it bled, tears streaming down her face. She wished it was her Essence Blood that Du Youqian was burning, her life that he was consuming.

Du Youqian let out a great roar. The floating clouds for dozens of miles around converged on him. The winds, rains, and thunder from all four directions seemed to heed his call, and even the surging earth qi from beneath the ground seemed to obey his command.

"The Celestial Dao Sword? What a well-hidden trump card! But it’s a good thing he didn’t achieve Sword Pill Formation. Its power is a notch below the Celestial Dao Sword at Great Success." Wen Wuxin was a man who knew his stuff. He became even more reluctant to clash head-on with Du Youqian, focusing only on evasion.

Du Youqian swung his sword, and the wind and clouds changed color.

He swung his sword again, and it sundered the floating clouds.

With his third swing, wind and rain followed in its wake.

But by the fourth swing, his momentum was clearly faltering.

’An opportunity!’ A jolt of joy went through Wen Wuxin. He immediately brandished his Jade Ruler and launched a counterattack.

But just as his Jade Ruler flew out, an anomaly came from the Grand Array below. An immense binding force, nearly on the level of a Tier Four Array, held him in place for a moment.

"He had another trick up his sleeve!" Wen Wuxin was shocked and enraged, a chill running down his spine.

"Broken Water!" In that instant, Du Youqian’s expression turned solemn. He aged in a flash, his hair and beard turning white. To outsiders, it clearly looked as if he had burned a thousand years of his lifespan in an instant to strengthen his Sword Intent.

This sword strike was utterly silent, deceptively ordinary.

Wen Wuxin’s pupils shrank to the size of a pinprick, his courage shattering. "No!"

By then, he had already broken free from the Grand Array’s restraint.

But he was a split second too late!

He had no time to dodge the sword.

His Jade Ruler slammed heavily into Du Youqian, causing him to spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Meanwhile, Du Youqian’s "Jinhuan" Flying Sword had already reached him.

Wen Wuxin resolutely threw out a Tier Four Defensive Treasure, but it was useless!

The indestructible Defensive Treasure was cleaved in two in an instant, as if it were made of paper.