Chapter 2437 - 2537: Only One Thought! (Fourth Update)

Chapter 2437: Chapter 2537: Only One Thought! (Fourth Update)

At this moment, Feng Qiu was on the verge of madness!!!

He had never felt time pass so agonizingly.

Why hasn’t Wenren Nongyue arrived yet?

It’s really going to be too late!

Meanwhile.

Su Chen also moved.

He was not someone to surrender easily.

As his body fluctuated, the Ancient Dust Sword also fluctuated.

At this moment, Su Chen’s bloodline was also boiling.

Because, sensing the ultimate danger, the Ancient Soul Ancestral Vein had some fluctuations.

The Divine Soul was operating at its peak, Su Chen had never been as calm as he was now.

Even his hair stood on end.

He had to remain calm enough, otherwise, he would die.

He would definitely die.

He admitted, Zhuo Ming’s continuous strikes made him feel the threat of death, an intense threat of death.

With the Divine Soul operating at its peak, he barely captured all the strange, sudden, hidden positions in Zhuo Ming’s repeated knife attacks.

His figure was like a wisp of smoke, fluctuating, seemingly not fast, but actually, the afterimages moved continuously, exceeding billions and billions of times...

Seemingly not fast, but time after time, narrowly and perilously avoiding Zhuo Ming’s sword light.

Extreme evasion.

Su Chen operated his movement technique beyond one hundred percent.

Even so, he could only barely dodge.

Blood already stained his body.

It was cut by the sharpness on Zhuo Ming’s sword light.

Zhuo Ming’s sword light was too strong!

Even if not hit directly, because the dodges were too extreme and too close, it would still touch the sharpness on the sword light.

In the blink of an eye, Su Chen was covered in blood.

But his heartbeat became more and more calm.

His control over his body was actually becoming clearer.

In life and death, Su Chen seemed to unleash all his potential, forced to become stronger.

Su Chen felt his control over his body and bloodline became increasingly pure.

People, only when pushed to a certain extent, know their limits.

Just like Su Chen at this moment.

Every moment, progressing, if he didn’t, he couldn’t; without progress, he’d be turned to dust by the sword light.

"This is impossible!!!" Zhuo Ming was finally moved.

Don’t underestimate these three or four breaths, but in fact, his sword light had already attacked Su Chen tens of thousands of times in those repeated curls and turns.

And Su Chen dodged them all.

If he dodged once or twice, it was luck, but tens of thousands of times, it was definitely not luck, but strength.

Zhuo Ming really could not believe it.

He was certain he didn’t hold back.

This constant striking attack method had never failed until now.

Even Zhuo Ming thought that this constant striking attack method could threaten a genuine Limitless Realm martial cultivator.

Moreover, Zhuo Ming believed that if anyone could break his attacks, the only way was to crush them with absolute strength, not to dodge.

Because, no one could achieve such fine calculations or such exaggerated reaction speed.

But right in front...

Su Chen did it.

Really did it.

Mythical level reaction speed, avoidance speed beyond the limits of thought...

Outside the small space.

Whether it was the Li Family Ancestor, or Zhao Lingxi’s Protector, or Feng Qiu, they almost bit off their tongues.

How... how could this be possible?

Don’t say a young man in the Supreme Emperor Extreme Realm.

Even they, those old monsters about to become Great Emperors, couldn’t achieve this by mere dodging without using absolute strength to crush.

None could possess such exaggerated reaction speed, avoidance speed, let alone such precise, hair-raising calculation speed.

But somehow...

The speed was achieved!!!

Achieved with eye-popping precision!

Like an ordinary person calculating a series of numbers with speed surpassing a computer’s calculation speed, and precisely so, this... this is pure nonsense!

"Unbelievable." High above, the hunched old man was incredibly moved, his old eyes flickering. Previously, he thought, the limit of monsters in this world was just the Young Master, but he didn’t expect...

No.

Absolutely not.

This 800-year-old young man in front, only speaking of talent, only speaking of combat talent, completely surpassed the Young Master!

At this moment, not only did Zhuo Ming have murderous intent towards Su Chen, so did he.

This kind of monster, not being a Zhuo Family member, not being one of their own, must die; if not, it’d be a disaster in the future, especially now that it’s already an undying struggle with the Young Master.

Meanwhile.

The redness on Su Chen’s body was slowly disappearing.

Why?

Because he adapted to the rhythm.

Almost every time he dodged an attack from the sword light, his purity in controlling his body increased a bit.

Put simply, when forced by the extreme life-or-death circumstance, Su Chen’s strength was quickly improving...

So, he was adapting more and more, feeling increasingly at ease.

As a result, the wounds on his body inflicted by the sharpness on the sword light became fewer, leaving time for recovery.

Plus, with the rapid recovery ability brought by the Temporal Heavenly Dao, Chaotic Current, Ancient Soul Ancestral Vein, and more, his wounds were healing.

What Su Chen found normal, looking at it, almost made Zhuo Ming’s eyes pop.

How can this be? How can this be? How can this be?!!!

He repeatedly questioned himself.

First, how could Su Chen quickly adapt to his sword light attacks? Is there room for progress under extreme evasion? This isn’t even human now!

Second, how could Su Chen’s wounds caused by the sharpness on the sword light heal so quickly? One should know, it was from the attack of his Underworld Saber! His Life-bound Emperor Weapon, nurtured for four thousand years, having drunk countless amounts of evil qi and blood, had evolved its own Nether Poison. Basically, any wound inflicted by the Underworld Saber, even the slightest, would take a very long time to heal, even with many life-giving treasures; yet Su Chen, whole body wounded, healed without any treasures... just... just naturally? Isn’t this crazy?

"I want you dead!!!" Finally, Zhuo Ming couldn’t control himself, his fluctuating figure suddenly stopped, and his murderous intent reached its peak.

Now, he only wanted to kill Su Chen.

That was his only thought.

All those prideful things, etc., were gone.

Originally, according to his reputation, status, strength, realm, etc., he didn’t want to use his hidden card.

Because if word got out, it wouldn’t sound good.

It would damage his reputation.

But at this moment.

He couldn’t care anymore.

As soon as he stopped.

A roaring black torrent surged from Zhuo Ming’s body.

A torrent of liquid.

Zhuo Ming seemed to vanish, becoming black.

The blackness rolled, permeating and churning.

That blackness was filled with a restraint of demonic might to an extreme.

The demonic might surged; outside the small space, everyone watching felt suffocated.

Such pure demonic might.