Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start
Chapter 1356 - 280 Chapters Fierce Contention_2

Chapter 1356: 280 Chapters Fierce Contention_2

Gu Chen’s fist struck out, employing nothing but the brute force of his body, the might of which resembled a meteorite descending from beyond the realm, plummeting to the ground, endowed with both immense power and speed, each reaching their zenith!

Boom!

The collision of their punches raised a layer of terrifyingly fierce air waves, radiating thousands of feet in all directions. The formation patterns in the surrounding void kept flickering, as if they were about to be erased.

At the same time, a hurricane stirred up in the medicinal garden due to their attacks. Even Great Powers like Ren Fei and Long Yi couldn’t withstand it, and had to keep retreating.

Bear in mind, this was merely the raw physical power of the two!

Some genuinely powerful techniques had yet to be employed!

Yet even so, they had already surpassed the vast majority of Great Powers, except for their peers, only those who had reached the later stages or even perfection in this realm had a chance to contend with them.

At this moment, Ghostly Son’s expression was rather grim, as droplets of fresh blood trickled between his fingers, dark red in hue.

The wounds were minor and healed rapidly; soon, the dark red blood reabsorbed and Ghostly Son’s injuries were fully healed, leaving not even a scar.

However, despite this, Ghostly Son was not in a good mood, saying, "In this era, since my birth, you are the first to have wounded me."

In fact, for him, being wounded was trivial; what truly mattered was that the one who had injured him was just a Unification Realm cultivator, which was astonishing!

"Suppress!"

Being a descendant of a supremely exalted figure and crossing a major realm, Ghostly Son couldn’t believe that his physical body was inferior to Gu Chen’s.

With a hum, the light of the laws around him intensified, and he executed a supremely powerful body technique from the previous era’s Netherworld Heaven, throwing a punch that could pierce the heavens!

With this move, even Gu Chen felt a significant threat. He issued a light rebuke and, undaunted, his blood energy erupted completely. In the dazzling brilliance, a torrential surge of blood transformed into eight true dragons manifesting in the world, appearing behind Gu Chen.

They looked dignified and vivid, as if real celestial spirits had reincarnated.

Such a scene caused even the usually stoic Ghostly Son’s pupils to shrink, feeling a great shock!

Boom!

Gu Chen, exceedingly tough, clashed directly with Ghostly Son. At that moment, it was as if thunder tribulations descended from the heavens, the sound of thunder rolling in, accompanied by thousands and thousands of dazzling beams that spanned all directions.

Ultimately, Ghostly Son was defeated, pain throbbing through the body from his collision with Gu Chen, with fresh blood splattering.

This was unacceptable to him, but being a descendant of the Nine Heavens, he quickly suppressed the urge to continue the close combat and circulated his own mana, aiming to suppress Gu Chen with his cultivation level.

"Nine Netherworld Fires!"

Ghostly Son shouted loudly, and immediately, the world turned dim, one after another skull appeared, all of them dark green with flames spurting from their empty eye sockets.

Nine Netherworld Fires, the most famous technique of the previous era’s Netherworld Heaven’s ruler Ghostly Lord, was said to originate from hell and could burn all living beings to nothing, containing mysterious properties.

Strangely, although it appeared extremely Yin and evil, it was not without temperature; its heat was also unparalleled. If Ghostly Lord executed it, the mere temperature could burn stars and celestial bodies.

As the Nine Netherworld Fires and those dark green skulls appeared, cries of ghosts and howls of gods echoed in the world, sounding unspeakably eerie.

Even more so, if one’s soul strength was insufficient or one’s mind was not strong enough, hearing these sounds could lead them to fall into oblivion, becoming mere puppet playthings.

"Solar True Flame!"

Facing the overwhelming Nine Netherworld Fires, Gu Chen’s eyes hardened as he stimulated the sixth layer of the Solar Scripture. Suddenly, torrential golden flames emerged, supremely hard and positively brilliant, driving away the darkness and bringing vast light to the dim world.

Boom!

Like a needle against wheat awn, the Solar True Flame collided with the Nine Netherworld Fires. Each occupied half of the sky dome, neither able to overpower the other, resulting in a stalemate for a while.

This was the first time; after going all out, Gu Chen still hadn’t managed to overpower his opponent.

"Hmph!"

Ghostly Son Snorted coldly, evidently very dissatisfied as well; Gu Chen’s methods surprised him by being numerous enough to compete with his own in terms of cultivation.

Boom boom boom!

Suddenly, a heaven-shaking noise echoed; amidst the void, the roars of countless True Dragons were heard. It seemed as though a great earthquake had occurred, the land and sky trembled vastly, carrying an intimidating fluctuation that could annihilate everything above and below.

Gu Chen and Ghostly Son were both shocked, realizing their confrontation had touched the formation in the medicinal garden, that is, the array glyphs distributed in the void.

Realizing the danger, both figures flashed away with electrifying speed, each performing techniques to distance themselves from the spot.

Just as the two had escaped, a blazing light exploded, resembling ten descending suns, with tens of thousands of dragon energies rampaging here, destroying everything.

Such power truly made people tremble with fear, even Ren Fei, Long Yi and others, standing on the outermost periphery, couldn’t help but feel chills running through their bodies, shivering uncontrollably.

They were very anxious, extremely worried about Gu Chen encountering mishaps.

But soon, the brilliant light dispersed, and they saw two figures in the sky again, facing each other from a great distance.

It was indeed Gu Chen and Ghostly Son.

This time, both learned their lesson and did not perform large-scale techniques, instead moving swiftly within a smaller range.

Ghostly Son was smart as well, knowing that Gu Chen had a strong physique and was unsuitable to clash directly with, so he still chose to suppress him with cultivation levels.

"Netherworld Ghost Hand!"

Ghostly Son bellowed fiercely, and as the sky and earth trembled, in the dark void, numerous pale, bloodless hands appeared, all reaching out for Gu Chen.

But Gu Chen was quick, deploying Illusory Annihilation Traceless, melding into the void and disappearing in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already near Ghostly Son, throwing a punch accompanied by a lofty dragon roar.

This startled Ghostly Son greatly; he thought he had unwittingly triggered the area’s formation. Fortunately, in the end, he realized it was just Gu Chen’s punch.

This also left him quite annoyed. Those pale hands, controlled by his thought, reached close to him in an instant, helping Ghostly Son to block Gu Chen’s Nine Revolutions Emperor’s Scripture.

"Nine Netherworld Sounds, burying all heavens!" Seeing Gu Chen still standing, Ghostly Son was truly fired up and resorted to using an extremely powerful supernatural ability!

At this moment, a mysterious music filled the air, a melody so low and sad that it made one want to weep upon hearing it, causing a person’s soul to uncontrollably sink into it, unable to extricate themselves.

Even Long Yi and Ren Fei, standing at a very far distance, were also affected. They unconsciously became dazed, tears even flowing on their faces as if recalling something immensely heartbreaking.

Gu Chen’s spirit was strong, ranking top in the unity realm and protected by half a piece of jade, so he wasn’t greatly affected and awakened at the last crucial moment.

Still, he intuitively sensed danger, because as the melody played continuously, a mysterious power invaded, seemingly able to penetrate all obstacles, directly targeting the core of his spirit to completely obliterate it.

As for Ren Fei and others’ conditions, Gu Chen saw, of course. If allowed to continue, it wouldn’t take long, less than the time it takes an incense to burn, before their spirits would entirely dissipate.

It must be said that a disciple of the Great Powers indeed had unpredictable methods, even possessing such terrifying supernatural abilities.

Or rather, characters of the highest echelon across all heavens were too extraordinary, capable of creating such world-shocking supernatural abilities.

Unknown to Gu Chen, Nine Netherworld Fires was a formidable power renowned in the last great era for causing all living beings to tremble in fear; what Ghostly Son wielded now was only a minor part, not even one-tenth.

Back in the day, even peers amongst the highest echelons of all heavens feared this supernatural ability, acknowledging it as the melody of disaster, representing death!

Because these notes, reportedly, originated from Nine Nether Hell!

This represented the power of death; if deployed by the Ghostly Lord himself, as Ghostly Son said, it indeed had the power to bury all heavens!