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Chapter 1264 - 1258: Hard to Part and Let Go

Chapter 1264: Chapter 1258: Hard to Part and Let Go

Chen Haixuan’s realm already far exceeded Li Changlin’s, and now he had also activated his domain. Once the battle began, Li Changlin would have no chance of survival.

"Li Changlin, this time you won’t escape death!"

"Master Chen, please strike! Suppress Li Changlin!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

The members of the Long Family gritted their teeth, glaring at Li Changlin with hatred.

However, Yang Mingzhu and the others had eyes filled with deep worry.

"Damn it, he actually comprehended a domain—what should we do!" Zhang Yang’s eyes flickered, his heart filled with fear.

As for Li Rong and the other members of the Golden Tiger Gang, they also showed frightened expressions one after another.

Meanwhile, Mo Zhensheng, Mo Guanlin, Mo Zijia, and the others were coldly watching Chen Haixuan.

Back then, the Chen Family had injured Mo Dongyu and stolen the Blood Jade—a deadly grudge for the Mo Family. Between the two families, reconciliation was impossible.

Now that Li Changlin was facing a formidable enemy, though they knew it would be hard to defeat him, they wouldn’t act like Zhang Yang and the others.

Yet, to everyone’s astonishment, Li Changlin simply smiled lightly and, with a faint tone, said, "So this is your trump card? Combining the power of the five elements to comprehend a cone-shaped domain? It’s a pity—such meager ability—and you want to kill me? It’s nothing but a pipe dream!"

"Hmm!"

Chen Haixuan froze briefly. The cloud-like, breezy strength carried a trace of doubt in his expression.

He stared at Li Changlin with a somber look, unable to understand what kind of trump card this opponent possessed to disregard the intimidation of his domain.

The reason Chen Haixuan activated the domain was simply to achieve the objective of subduing the enemy without fighting.

But now, it seemed this tactic had failed, as his opponent appeared unconcerned.

Nevertheless, Chen Haixuan was ultimately a Half-step Inch Strength expert. Though he felt somewhat puzzled, he wasn’t overly bothered. With a light shout, he raised his hand and pressed forcefully down toward Li Changlin. "Suppress!"

At once, the massive power, amplified by the domain, descended ferociously upon Li Changlin.

If earlier the air had become stagnant due to the domain’s confinement, then now, under Chen Haixuan’s circulating internal force, all the energy in this air transformed into immense pressure.

In the blink of an eye, five massive violet dragon phantoms coalesced above Chen Haixuan’s head.

And that was just the beginning. As the power was channeled through the domain, two more violet dragons quickly emerged to the left and right above his head.

Power of the Seven Dragons!

With one move, Chen Haixuan outmatched Li Changlin, wielding an additional dragon’s strength.

The force of ten thousand pounds could snap a steel beam like it was paper.

How could a human body possibly withstand such immense power?

Danger, danger—the situation Li Changlin faced was perilous beyond belief.

"Let’s see how you die, Li Changlin!" Long Aotian and the others sneered coldly, as if relishing the drama.

Earlier, they had witnessed Li Changlin effortlessly kill Zhao Chengqi using the power of one dragon.

But now, Chen Haixuan had unleashed the Power of Seven Dragons, seven times the strength Li Changlin had previously displayed.

"It’s over, it’s over!"

"Damn it—how did the Chen Family’s patriarch end up here in Jincheng?"

"No, I need to notify the family immediately. I didn’t expect Chen Haixuan to have cultivated to the Power of Seven Dragons—it’s terrifying!"

Zhang Yang and the others trembled all over.

Especially Mo Guanlin and Mo Zijia, who pulled out their phones, ready to call their family.

Chen Haixuan’s possession of the Power of Seven Dragons was simply overwhelming—they had to report the situation to the Family Head.

"Courting death!" It seemed Chen Haixuan had noticed Mo Guanlin and Mo Zijia’s furtive actions. His gaze hardened in the void. Raising his left hand, he sent out two finger blasts, aiming to kill Mo Guanlin and Mo Zijia.

"Hmph!"

Li Changlin’s expression darkened as he saw Chen Haixuan attacking him while simultaneously targeting the Mo brothers. How could he let things go as Chen Haixuan planned?

Without hesitation, Li Changlin’s face turned cold. He raised his hand and rapidly flicked his fingers, countering Chen Haixuan’s finger blasts.

At the same time, Li Changlin didn’t neglect his defense. Bringing his fingers together as if forming a blade, he pushed forward with force.

Instantly, two Nine Yang Finger strikes shattered Chen Haixuan’s finger blasts. Similarly, the oppressive energy pressing down from above was split apart in two by Li Changlin.

Above his head echoed thunderous explosions, spiritual qi rampaged, and wild winds surged. In the sky, sand and stones whipped around—a spectacle of awe-inspiring beauty.

Chen Haixuan’s face sank. Moments ago, when Li Changlin had struck, he noticed six massive orange dragon phantoms appear above Li Changlin’s head, exerting immense pressure on him.

It must be noted that when Chen Haixuan was at Peak Virtual Energy, his internal qi was exceptionally powerful, yielding the strength of five dragons.

Later, after tempering the five elements and comprehending the cone-shaped domain, he advanced to Half-step Inch Strength and gained an additional two dragons’ power.

Yet now, Li Changlin had unleashed six dragons’ power—how could Chen Haixuan not be shaken?

"Good! Very good! I never thought Young Master Changlin would possess such tremendous power. At such a young age, reaching the Power of Six Dragons. But precisely because of this, today you must die even more!"

Having said this, Chen Haixuan pointed a finger skyward, and from behind him emerged a jade flute.

The flute was entirely green, ancient, and weathered, containing boundless power.

The jade flute hovered before Chen Haixuan. With a one-handed grasp, he wielded it and swung it down toward Li Changlin’s head.

"Ha, do you think you’re the only one with a weapon?" Li Changlin sneered coldly and promptly summoned the Heaven-Reliant Sword.

With a sharp stomp of his foot, his body soared upward, swinging the sword to meet the descending jade flute.

In the void, spiritual qi churned. This was Chen Haixuan’s domain: a several hundred square foot radius where all spiritual qi energy obeyed his command—an almost invincible position.

Yet Li Changlin showed neither hesitation nor fear. His body ascended swiftly, and the Heaven-Reliant Sword in his hand emitted a three-zhang-long silver brilliance. His whole presence shone like a divine being descending from the heavens.

Chen Haixuan remained calm and collected, driving the jade flute to strike with overwhelming force. The Heaven-Reliant Sword collided fiercely with the jade flute, producing deafening, thunderous sounds in the void.

Clang! Clang!

The sword’s gleam, like a rainbow, seemed capable of tearing the void apart. The jade flute suppressed with immense force, and the domain’s pressure followed closely behind. The two figures clashed in the void, exchanging blows a hundred times over in an instant, fighting fiercely with no clear victor!

"Impossible! How could he be so powerful?" Seeing this, Long Aotian gritted his teeth, consumed with frustration.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yang and the others finally showed faint smiles on their faces.