Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan! - Chapter 514 Taking Out The Trumps Card
Chapter 514 Taking Out The Trumps Card
The sky split apart.
Rumble-!!!
The third strike descended.
But this time-
It was different.
The lightning no longer resembled a simple bolt.
It was a pillar of descending judgment.
A mass of condensed destruction so dense that even space around it warped and trembled.
The moment it appeared, the entire space including the void trembled.
Chong Sheng’s expression changed completely.
His pupils shrank to pinpoints.
(T-this…!)
He could feel it clearly now.
The strength behind that strike had already reached the peak of the Immortal Ascension Realm.
No-
It was even approaching the threshold of the Earth Immortal Realm.
His throat went dry.
Even in his previous life-
He would not dare face something like this head-on without preparation.
And Bai Zihan?
A mere Void Refinement Realm cultivator who didn’t even have time to prepare for it.
Can he survive against it?
Bai Zihan’s eyes sharpened.
His expression turned completely serious.
This strike was not something he could endure casually.
Even with the Primordial Chaos Body, he was quite certain that if he took this head-on, he could die instantly.
His grip tightened around his sword.
His Sword Intent surged.
The air around him was distorted.
“Fate Severing Slash!”
His voice rang out.
He swung.
This time, he didn’t hold back anything, even strengthening the attack with his Intermediate Sword Intent.
The blade tore through the air.
And with it, a terrifying are of power emerged.
It didn’t shine.
It didn’t roar.
But wherever it passed-
Space itself fractured.
As if existence had been split apart.
The two forces collided once again.
BOOOOOOM-!!!
The world exploded.
A shockwave spread outward, flattening everything in its path.
Mountains in the distance trembled.
The sky flickered between light and darkness.
For a brief moment, it truly felt as if two Earth Immortals were fighting.
Chong Sheng gulped.
Cold sweat dripped down his back.
(He…!)
At this moment-
He was completely certain.
Bai Zihan had been holding back earlier.
Against him-
He hadn’t even used half of his strength.
A chill ran down his spine.
But even that shock was overshadowed by something else.
Disbelief!
(A Void Refinement Realm?)
How could someone at that level possess such power?
It defied logic.
Defied everything he knew.
His eyes locked onto the battlefield.
Waiting!
Waiting to see-
Who would come out on top.
The explosion slowly faded.
The dust settled.
And within it-
A figure stood.
Bai Zihan!
Still standing.
But, not unscathed.
Blood slowly dripped down his arm.
His robes were torn in multiple places.
Faint wounds covered his body.
Some shallow.
Some deeper.
Blood oozed out.
But most of it consisted of external injuries.
Nothing fatal.
He exhaled slowly.
As long as he could leave this place alive, there was nothing to worry about
such injuries.
His eyes lifted toward the sky again.
And then, his expression stiffened slightly.
The clouds… had not dispersed.
If anything, they had grown darker, heavier and more violent.
Rumble-!!!
The heavens roared once more.
The pressure increased yet again.
Chong Sheng’s face lit up with excitement.
“It’s not over!”
It seemed like Heaven wasn’t going to let Bai Zihan walk away alive today.
The fourth strike was already forming.
Even Bai Zihan couldn’t help it this time.
He frowned and then clicked his tongue slightly, annoyed.
“Come on!!”
His voice carried a rare trace of irritation.
“This is getting ridiculous…”
His gaze remained fixed on the sky.
“How long is this supposed to go on?”
Was it planning to strike him until he died?
Even for him, this was too much.
Rumble-!!!
The heavens did not calm down.
The clouds churned like a collapsing world, layers upon layers of lightning
coiling within them like living serpents.
Then the fourth strike began to descend.
But unlike before-
It did not fall immediately.
It gathered and compressed further.
Condensed into something far more terrifying.
Chong Sheng’s breathing hitched.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
(T-this…!)
The pressure alone was enough to crush him if he were standing.
Even lying on the ground, his body trembled uncontrollably.
“This… is already at the level of an Earth Immortal…”
His voice came out hoarse.
It was even stronger than the attack Mo Zun had used previously against Bai
Zihan.
This was something even Earth Immortals would not walk away from
unscathed.
And yet-
It was aimed at Bai Zihan.
A Void Refinement Realm cultivator.
Chong Sheng could only stare.
Speechless!
Bai Zihan stood still beneath the heavens.
His expression had lost all traces of casualness.
This strike, if taken head-on in his current state, would kill him.
Without question.
Even the Primordial Chaos Body had its limits.
A slow breath escaped his lips.
Then his eyes sharpened. “Since you want to go this far…”
A faint, dangerous smile appeared.
“Then I’ll also need to take out my trump cards…”
His aura shifted.
“Heaven’s Mandate Reversal Technique!” Boom-!!!
A terrifying surge of qi erupted from his body.
His cultivation began to rise.
From Void Refinement-
It climbed. Breaking past its limits.
Great Ascension Realm!
The air exploded outward.
The ground beneath him shattered further.
A pressure radiated from his body that was entirely different from before.
Chong Sheng’s pupils shrank violently.
(W-what…?!) His mind went blank for a moment.
That technique-it was familiar.
(Similar to… Blood Fiend Ascension?!) But it wasn’t the same.
There was no burning of blood essence.
No consumption of life force.
It was far less punishing than his Blood Fiend Ascension.
Bai Zihan slowly raised his sword again.
The Sword Intent surged once more- More terrifying than before. Now empowered by his elevated cultivation-
It felt even more absolute.
Above-
The fourth strike finally descended.
BOOOOOOM-!!!
The sky shattered as a colossal bolt of lightning tore down.
It was no longer just lightning-
It was judgment incarnate.
Bai Zihan didn’t move.
From his earlier experience, he knew well that even if his speed doubled, it
would be impossible to dodge Heavenly Tribulation.
So there was only one choice.
Face it head-on.
His grip tightened.
His aura surged wildly.
Every strand of qi within his body roared to life, circulating at a terrifying
speed.
His Sword Intent erupted.
Sharper than ever before. “Fate Severing Slash!” His voice rang out once more.
The space before him split apart as the arc of his attack surged upward,
colliding directly with the descending heavenly lightning. BOOOOOOOOOOM-!!!
The impact was catastrophic.
Light swallowed everything. The ground beneath Bai Zihan disintegrated instantly.
The surrounding land collapsed further as shockwaves tore outward like a raging tide.
The sky trembled.
The earth quaked. Space tore apart.
For a moment-
It seemed as if the two forces had reached a standstill.
But only for a moment.
Crack-!!!
Bai Zihan’s expression tightened slightly.
The lightning-
Did not stop.
It broke through.
Forced its way down.
Overwhelming and unrelenting.
The Fate Severing Slash- Collapsed.
Shattered.
The remaining force of the Heavenly Tribulation descended fully.
And struck.
BOOM-!!!
A pillar of lightning engulfed Bai Zihan entirely.
The world went silent.
Only the violent crackling of thunder remained.
The light slowly began to fade. The lightning dispersed.
Bai Zihan still stood.
But this time, his condition was far worse.
His body was charred in several places. Smoke rose faintly from his skin. New scars had formed across his body.
Blood dripped slowly down his arm.
His breathing was heavier than before.
Yet-
He was still standing.
Alive.
But Bai Zihan himself could clearly feel the difference.
His eyes lowered slightly.
Looking at the wounds on his body. (These injuries…)
They weren’t normal.
Even with his physique- Even with his recovery ability-
They weren’t healing properly. Painfully slow.
As if something lingered within them.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
(It’s similar…)
To injuries caused by the Saint-Grade Sword given to the Bai Clan.
Once injured by that sword, the wounds were difficult to heal no matter how strong one’s recovery ability was.
Above, the clouds still churned.
Unwilling to disperse. As if dissatisfied.
As if, It wasn’t enough.
Bai Zihan lifted his head again.
His gaze locked onto the heavens.
Cold and unyielding.
“Still not done? Looks like you are hell bent on killing me!”
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