Chapter 586: Professional Hall Master Slayer

Wen Yangxi was old and experienced. After realizing how difficult it would be to deal with Chen Che, he immediately prepared a countermeasure.

He used a Secret Technique to awaken the Clawed Flood Dragon that had been injured by the Flood Dragon Tooth earlier, made it devour its twin from the same egg, and then used another Secret Technique to force it to burn through its potential.

His main body kept fighting fiercely with Chen Che to prevent him from discovering the scheme. When the time was right, he openly goaded Chen Che, who was also unable to land a decisive blow, suggesting they both use their ultimate techniques to settle the fight in one move. In reality, it was a diversion.

It wasn’t just Chen Che.

Over ninety percent of Cultivators would have made the same choice and fallen into the trap.

Chen Che was indeed unaware of Wen Yangxi’s methods.

His Golden Core had already cracked, the fractures even more severe than before his advancement; he couldn’t spare any attention. But he had a backup plan of his own. In a fight to the death like this, it all came down to who had the stronger trump card.

ROAR—

As the Clawed Flood Dragon lunged, Chen Che let out a great shout.

In that instant!

Little Chick, which had been tightly bound by the Ming Snake Descendant, suddenly let out a sharp cry. Its already massive body swelled by another third—it, too, had pushed its Demon Qi and Physique to their absolute limits.

Chen Che could even hear the sound of the Ming Snake Descendant’s bones dislocating as Little Chick’s body forcibly expanded.

Then, it tucked its wings in and snapped them out.

BOOM!!!

Countless Feathers exploded outward!

WHOOSH—

It was a flash of light even more brilliant than a Flying Sword. The Ming Snake Descendant, being closest, bore the full brunt of it.

PFFT!

Countless Feathers pierced through the Ming Snake Descendant’s body and, dripping with blood, shot toward Wen Yangxi.

“What is this?”

Wen Yangxi was stunned on the spot. He had been practicing Beast Taming for so many years and had seen the techniques of countless Demon Beasts. It was true that many avian Demon Beasts refined their Feathers into Magical Artifacts. But he had only ever seen a creature that could launch every Feather on its body like this once in his entire life.

For a moment, the sky and the ground were filled with flying swords.

In that instant, his resolve broke, and he scrambled to dodge to the side.

SHLICK—

The swords tore through the Wind Dragon and raked across Wen Yangxi’s right side. The razor-sharp blades shredded half his torso, reaching all the way to his right lung.

“Pfft!”

Almost simultaneously, a mouthful of blood shot from his throat. He himself drifted down like a scarecrow.

ROAR!

The Clawed Flood Dragon pursued, snapping its jaws at Chen Che.

At this moment, Chen Che had already clapped his hands together. True Essence erupted from him, instantly clearing a hundred-zhang radius. With a CRACK, the Clawed Flood Dragon’s sharp teeth pierced his True Essence Shield. The terrifying force made the ground sink, causing it to collapse in all directions.

The teeth came within half a foot of Chen Che, but in the end, they were stopped.

“Father!”

Seeing this, Wen Chaocan, the current Hall Master of the Azure Dragon Hall, let out a roar and blew sharply on his flute.

RUMBLE!

The giant turtle that had previously defeated the Green-Winged Flood Dragon with a single swipe began to madly scrabble across the ground with its pillar-like limbs, charging straight for Chen Che.

A Profound Turtle! A descendant of Ba Xia!

Legend had it that Ba Xia was one of the Nine Sons of the Divine Dragon, best known for its ability to bear immense weight. It was a beast species no inferior to the Dragon Turtle. With the massive mountain peak on its back, its charge was absolutely terrifying, as if it would grind the entirety of Chu State into flatland.

“Get lost!”

Chen Che was feeling regretful for not killing Wen Yangxi in one blow when he saw the Ba Xia Turtle charging at him. His eyes flashed, and the Thunder Jade Gourd flew up with a twirl, shooting directly toward the Ba Xia Turtle.

As the Ba Xia Turtle charged, it saw a streak of light flash toward it like lightning. But it didn’t dodge in the slightest. Confident in its powerful physique, the Ba Xia Turtle met the streak of light head-on with its massive head.

“BANG!”

The impact was earth-shattering.

The Profound Turtle’s body stumbled. Not only was its charge stopped, but it staggered on the spot, and the hundred-zhang mountain peak on its back instantly crumbled. Countless tumbling rocks slid right off its shell.

“How is that possible?”

Wen Chaocan was stunned.

BOOM—

Chen Che formed a sword-finger and pointed.

The stream of swords, as brilliant as the Milky Way, which had previously raked past Wen Yangxi, swirled in mid-air at the command of his Divine Sense and surged directly toward Wen Chaocan’s back.

‘Not good!’

Wen Chaocan froze. By the time he reacted, it was already too late. He hurriedly threw out his Jade Flute, then quickly tossed out several Jade Pendants.

‘Even my father is no match for Chen Che. What chance do I have?’

CRASH!

It was like a waterfall plunging from the heavens, a river of stars falling from the sky!

The deluge of swords instantly submerged the current Hall Master of Azure Dragon Hall—Wen Chaocan. The torrent of Sword Momentum swept past, its power undiminished, toppling one mountain peak after another, crushing countless Demon Beasts, and painting the sky with blood as it spread to the very edge of the horizon.

When the swords had passed, there was no longer any sign of the current Azure Dragon Hall Master.

Chen Che himself violently spat out a mouthful of blood. Because his attention had been divided, the True Essence he released couldn’t withstand the Clawed Flood Dragon’s assault, and one of its great fangs had pierced clean through his shoulder.

“Father! Grandfather!”

The next Hall Master of the Azure Dragon Hall, Wen Tianhong, roared in shock and fury. His cry immediately drew Chen Che’s attention.

Before the other could react.

Chen Che clenched his hand.

The three thousand Flying Swords swiftly twisted into a single strand, gathering into a flying rainbow that became a silver thread. It spun in mid-air, crossed several thousand zhang in a flash, and with a WHOOSH, it tore through the Solid Armor Spiritual Artifact on his body, then burst out from his back.

“Ahhh—”

Wen Tianhong let out a blood-curdling scream that was cut short. He froze in place.

Then, like a wooden post, he fell over stiffly.

Only then did the Demon Beast beneath his feet turn around in astonishment, looking in disbelief at the master who had just fallen from its back…

In the space of two finger-snaps.

Three generations of Azure Dragon Hall Masters—old, middle-aged, and young—were left two dead and one crippled.

“Old Hall Master!”

“Hall Master…”

For a moment, the members of the Azure Dragon Hall were at a complete loss.

At the same time.

The stalemate was instantly broken due to the unexpected fate of the three Azure Dragon Hall Masters.

One had to understand that over seventy percent of the Demon Beasts in Chu State had been drawn here by the Azure Dragon Hall. And of that seventy percent, forty percent were controlled by Wen Yangxi’s family, three generations of them. With all three of them taken out of commission, the situation immediately collapsed.

Although the main force gathered in Chu State belonged to the Mist Rain Tower, no matter how many Golden Core Cultivators they had, they couldn’t compare to the two allied Major Sects.

Therefore, they had orchestrated the beast tide.

But Demon Beasts could also think. Even beasts were unwilling to throw their lives away in such a desperate rush to death. Lured by Essence Blood and forced by Beast Taming techniques, the beast tide could indeed be made to launch suicidal attacks against Golden Core and Foundation Establishment Cultivators as their masters wished.

However, while Wen Yangxi was heavily injured, Chen Che seized the opportunity to slaughter his son and grandson.

The flute’s song stopped abruptly, and the beast tide instantly dispersed.

WHOOSH—

Like ants from a disturbed nest, countless Demon Beasts scattered in every direction.

At this scene, both sides—the Mist Rain Tower, and the Star-Picking Sect and Primordial Sect—stopped fighting in unison.

The Mist Rain Tower was in shock.

The Star-Picking Sect and the Primordial Sect were overjoyed.

SCREE—

Immediately, Little Chick spread its giant wings, forcibly breaking free from the Ming Snake Descendant’s coils. Flapping its now-bare wings, it charged forward like a mountain of flesh. It hooked its claws into the Clawed Flood Dragon and flung it away on the spot.

THUD THUD THUD!

The Clawed Flood Dragon landed, immediately straightened its body, and stood motionless, staring intently ahead.

Little Chick, without a single feather left, held its wings half-spread like a mother hen protecting her chicks. The scene looked like a farmyard scene magnified a hundred times—utterly comical, yet no one could bring themselves to laugh.

DOOT—

A long, melodious note from a flute drifted over from beyond the mountains.

The Demon Beasts that had been scattering suddenly froze in place, halting their retreat.

“They have reinforcements?”

The joy and sorrow of the two sides—Mist Rain Tower versus the Star-Picking Sect and Primordial Sect—instantly switched.

In that moment, even Chen Che couldn’t help but feel a touch of despair.

However, when he got a clear look at the person playing the flute, his eyes narrowed—it was Wen Yangxi!