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Chapter 1082 - 679: Cause and Effect

Chapter 1082: Chapter 679: Cause and Effect

The lingering emotions between humans and demons have always been romanticized since ancient times. Naturally, the *Cangyuan Chronicles* also laid much groundwork surrounding the tales of the Ancient Abyss. This was why, when Xu Yuan confronted the Dragon Emperor, Emperor Bai, he held some expectations for the world boss’s grandeur. However, those expectations ultimately turned into an unbearable frustration.

It’s not that Emperor Bai wasn’t challenging. Among the hundreds of bosses in *Cangyuan Chronicles,* Emperor Bai was undoubtedly one of the toughest. Upon their first encounter, Xu Yuan spent two whole hours battling incessantly before finally exhausting the boss to death.

What frustrated Xu Yuan was that Emperor Bai’s difficulty didn’t stem from the ingenuity or intricacy of his skill mechanics. Instead, it was purely reliant on stat stacking.

During Emperor Bai’s first two phases, the skill set underwent no changes whatsoever, only inflated numbers. Even if players maximized their defense and health, taking a combo strike from him would send them straight to reincarnation.

By the final third phase, Xu Yuan expected some significant variation—after all, bosses of the Great Demon class typically revealed their true forms in the end. At the very least, he thought Emperor Bai might transform, perhaps showing a dragon tail or some other physical altercation.

However, reality proved otherwise.

In the third phase, Emperor Bai’s appearance remained unchanged, and the increase in difficulty was identical to the jump between the first and second phases: stat stacking.

And it was stacked to a point where endurance was nearly impossible.

Strength doubled.

Speed doubled.

Defense doubled.

Damage doubled.

As all of this manifested before him, Xu Yuan realized that the portrayal in his past life’s game experience had been far too conservative.

Fixing his gaze on the figure shrouded in dragon-shaped shadows, Xu Yuan noticed that the luster on some of the scale armor on Emperor Bai’s body had already faded.

Clearly, Mu Nuo wasn’t entirely useless. The black smoke enveloping Emperor Bai earlier had indeed inflicted some level of harm upon him.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Yuan chuckled softly:

"I was just now worried about the Monster Emperor, thinking that you might have to reveal your true form to deal with this Bug Saint and his son. Unexpectedly, they combined still aren’t your match in a single move."

"The art of transformation was originally meant for the pursuit of a human form. Within the Ancient Abyss, too many old fossils have lost sight of this principle."

Emperor Bai raised the severed head in his hand to Xu Yuan’s face and asked flatly, "Xu Changtian, you should have a way to kill this thing, right?"

Ah, as expected, it was for this reason.

Driven by instinct—or perhaps compelled by the rules reflected in his eyes—Mu Nuo’s body continued trying to repair itself. However, every time a portion of its body formed, faint golden Lightning Arcs would strike and shatter it.

Though Emperor Bai could incapacitate Mu Nuo, he couldn’t kill him outright. Yet puzzlingly, Mu Nuo wasn’t using the instant-body reconstruction technique he employed when first awakening.

Confronted by the intense pressure of the Dragon Emperor’s eyes, Xu Yuan thought for a moment and didn’t hold back. He replied softly:

"There is a way to kill this little ghost, but I’m not too confident in pulling it off."

Emperor Bai lowered his gaze to glance at the head in his hand:

"Devour?"

"Yes, but..."

"Do it."

"....." Xu Yuan didn’t respond.

Looking at the young man before him, whose appearance bore a five-to-six-part resemblance to the Chancellor of Dayan during his younger days, Emperor Bai spoke in a calm yet unyielding voice:

"Unless your father arrives in person at this moment, you have no other choice."

Xu Yuan smirked slightly and replied in a low voice:

"Monster Emperor, you won’t be able to hurt me..."

Before he could finish his sentence,

A blur streaked past his eyes, and Xu Yuan’s figure suddenly flickered and vanished briefly.

Emperor Bai cast a downward glance at his own palm and muttered to himself:

"So it was this way back then, and it’s the same today—is this what you call bloodline talent?"

Xu Yuan felt the Void Flash activate within his body and asked quietly:

"Bloodline talent... It seems the Dragon Emperor knew my father well back in the day?"

Emperor Bai turned his gaze northeast and mused aloud:

"Xu Yinhè once served as an envoy of Dayan, visiting the Ancient Abyss. The thing I regret most, and simultaneously feel most fortunate about, in my entire life is not being able to keep your father in the Ancient Abyss back then."

Could it be that his old man, the Chancellor, had sparred with Emperor Bai in his youth?

While Xu Yuan pondered, Emperor Bai’s voice resounded once more:

"But this time, there will be no fortune. There will be no regret."

Trouble.

Xu Yuan’s eyelid twitched slightly, and he clasped his hands together politely:

"This appraisal is too high for me to bear. I’m nowhere near my father’s level."

"Perhaps."

Emperor Bai restrained his expression, his gaze growing indifferent, as though he could see through Xu Yuan’s thoughts: "The Jiantian Pavilion Master is no common man like Qin Ke. The Sword Saint won’t arrive so quickly, so there’s no need to waste time on delaying tactics."

Xu Yuan adopted a humbler stance—after all, with a metaphorical gun to his head—but still replied:

"Emperor, as I said before, you..."

"Hmm..."

Before he could finish his sentence,

Emperor Bai suddenly grabbed the throat of the armored woman nearby. Despite the protective city formation’s assistance, Li Junwu was utterly powerless in the grip of the Dragon Emperor Bai.

Ignoring the woman’s struggles, Bai held her by the neck with one hand and Mu Nuo’s head in the other. Under the cascade of sunlight, Emperor Bai stared straight into Xu Yuan’s eyes and pronounced each word:

"I usually disdain such despicable tactics, but the Dragon Spirit is a seed you sowed yourself. Now that it has borne fruit, you must reap it personally."

Having said that,

Emperor Bai seemed to sense something. Suddenly, his gaze shifted towards the silent, grim-faced armored woman who was desperately attempting to pry his fingers open. His dragon eyes betrayed a flicker of hesitation.

Li Junwu’s gauntlet-clad hands trembled incessantly. Yet as her aura steadily intensified, the tremors gradually subsided, giving way to an outright contest of strength.

She was slowly, inch by inch, prying Emperor Bai’s grip open.

But as Emperor Bai’s dragon eyes narrowed, the force in his grip surged once more. Instantly, a shockwave of Qi erupted outward.

Crack—

The sound of shattering metal rang out.

Li Junwu’s gauntlets burst apart in the struggle, sending spurts of blood from her hands. The shattered metal pieces left a shallow but visible cut across her pale neck.

Emperor Bai’s gaze toward Li Junwu carried a trace of admiration but quickly turned cold:

"This resolve does make you less incompetent than humans of the Wen surname claim, but even with such methods to gain power, your fate will inevitably be death and obliteration."

Li Junwu bit her lip, thin rivulets of blood seeped out—whether from the laceration of her lips or inner injuries forcing blood to surge upward was unclear:

"Heh, damned demon dragon, you won’t know that unless you try..."

"Jun Wu, stop."

This idiot is clearly trying to sacrifice herself using a Secret Technique to forcibly invoke the Military Array Force.

But without proper preparations like Vigorous Qi Powder or similar Military Formation Elixir Medicine, attempting to overcome Emperor Bai with an army of merely twenty thousand soldiers was almost impossible, even for someone like Li Qingyan or Marquis Wucheng—let alone the far weaker Li Junwu.

Xu Yuan sighed inwardly and said:

"Let her go. I’ll agree."

As his words fell, Xu Yuan calmly cast a glance at the hesitant Li Junwu:

"Don’t put on a tragic act here. I know what I’m doing."

"......"

The woman’s breathing trembled, her words hovered in her throat. Yet faced with his calm gaze, she swallowed her protests, unclenching her fists and dispersing her cultivation technique.

Seeing this, Emperor Bai simply released his grip, foregoing any warnings. Given the current state of Zhenxi Prefecture City, escaping for Li Junwu wasn’t even on the table.

Looking at Xu Yuan, Emperor Bai extended Mu Nuo’s severed head forward:

"Begin, Xu Changtian."