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Chapter 929 - 901: The Slash of Red Moon

Chapter 929: Chapter 901: The Slash of Red Moon

Before Li Chen even drew his blade, Luu Chen and Liang Qi already realized—Li Chen was immensely powerful.

One could even say—almost absurdly strong.

Over the course of their cultivation, even against typical Mysterious Level Advanced Stage Experts, they could dominate with no resistance, especially when they fought together.

As partners for many years, their synergy in combining forces was practiced and formidable.

Even their Market Master had once personally praised the coordinated effectiveness of their collaborative strikes during sparring sessions.

Today, however, an anomaly appeared.

Li Chen was clearly not yet an Earth-level Expert, but facing him gave them the distinct sensation of confronting one.

Powerful!

That was the only impression Li Chen left on them.

Overwhelmingly powerful, far surpassing ordinary Mysterious Rank Experts. In fact, he had utterly eclipsed them.

Especially when... Li Chen finally unsheathed his blade.

At that moment, the two felt as though they weren’t facing a martial artist wielding weapons, but an army hardened by countless brutal battles and merciless slaughters.

A suffocating aura of bloodshed and killing intent seemed to seep into their very pores.

Yet neither dared to absorb any of that aura.

They both understood—this aura wasn’t merely intimidation; it was also an offensive technique. Should they allow Li Chen’s killing intent to affect their mind spirit, the ensuing battle would become immeasurably tougher.

"Slash!!"

With one stroke, the Red Moon attack fell directly between the two.

The power of the Red Moon was palpable to both.

Of course, though the Red Moon was monstrous, its potency depended on who wielded it.

And now, the one wielding the Demon Blade was none other than Li Chen—the adversary plaguing them tonight!

"This..." narrowly evading Li Chen’s strike, the two were instantly forced to opposite sides.

Facing Li Chen from the front and rear, their expressions bore no relief. Instead, worry began to creep across their faces.

Just from that solitary strike alone, they could infer that Li Chen’s power surpassed their own.

Perhaps if they joined forces, they might be able to fight him, but separated... the result would undoubtedly be disastrous...

"Clang!!"

No time for further thought—red-colored blood light tore toward Luu Chen in an instant. The Red Moon clashed sharply against the Bright Sword, the collision producing a jarring, eardrum-shaking reverberation.

"Gah!"

From Luu Chen’s mouth emerged a fresh spray of blood. He staggered backward by two steps, his gaze fixated on Li Chen with a sense of terror.

"Is that it?" Li Chen tilted his neck, his tone carrying a hint of dissatisfaction as he stared at the retreating Luu Chen.

Just at that moment, a fierce shout erupted from behind Li Chen.

"Old Lu, dodge quickly!"

"Die!!"

Li Chen tilted his head slightly, narrowly avoiding a streak of black light that shot past the upper part of his shoulder.

"What was that?" Staring at the rapidly disappearing black light, Li Chen’s mind was filled with confusion.

The same object had triggered his intuition moments earlier.

Turning his head just slightly, Li Chen’s eyes narrowed.

For standing before him now was Liang Qi, whose Black Saber glimmered with an unusual radiance.

The blade exuded a peculiar aura, cycling continuously across its surface.

With this circulation, the aura around Liang Qi seemed to intensify—to a degree that even Li Chen began to sense danger coming off of him.

Evidently, the black flash that had just streaked past him originated from the luminescence cycling through the Black Saber.

"This thing..."

With a swift kick, Li Chen shoved the retreating Luu Chen aside, his gaze deepening with contemplation.

Indeed, Red Moon was incredibly powerful, perhaps even unparalleled. But Li Chen had never entirely considered it the strongest weapon.

Weapons like the Red Moon, infused with spirituality, were rare but not unique.

For example, An Qin’s Frost was another such weapon imbued with mystical traits.

And judging by appearances, this so-called Dark Moon, Liang Qi’s Black Saber, seemed to possess its own enigmatic properties.

"Well then..."

Li Chen’s gaze shifted toward Luu Chen.

Sure enough, at that moment, the Bright Sword in Luu Chen’s grasp began emanating a similar mystical radiance.

"Two spiritual weapons—this is starting to get troublesome indeed." Li Chen exhaled deeply, planting his feet firmly on the ground.

The strength of the two was undeniable—even to the current him, it demanded his utmost focus and effort.

"Fine. In that case, let’s find out who the stronger one is!"

Under the stunned gazes of Luu Chen and Liang Qi, Li Chen’s aura began rising once again.

If, at first, Li Chen gave the impression of a typical Mysterious Rank Upper Stage martial artist, then after drawing the Red Moon, his power had already wholly eclipsed ordinary mystics of that level.

Now, however, the two couldn’t even find words to describe him.

Because what stood before them now surpassed their comprehension entirely.

"Zzzzz..."

From Li Chen’s body, peculiar energy began pulsating outward.

His hair, engulfed in that mystical aura, gradually transformed to blood-red.

The blood-colored hair grew, lengthening until it reached his waist.

Blood-red locks danced wildly, exuding a chilling aura of killing intent.

"Now, let’s try once again!" The Red Moon in Li Chen’s hand trembled slightly before, in the next instant, Li Chen’s entire form launched toward them.

His speed multiplied—twice as fast as before.

This level of velocity had completely surpassed their ability to react.

Even though their respective weapons’ special abilities had been activated, at that moment, neither could resist Li Chen’s terrifying speed, nor the oppressive wave of blood-red blade light suffocating them.

Blood-red blade light began its violent descent upon them.

In their eyes at this moment, despair began taking hold.

Out of reflex, they attempted to block—even as they knew the effort would likely be futile.

The Red Moon sliced through the air, saturated with a pungent bloody stench as it closed in on them.

In Li Chen’s eyes, unnoticed until then, surged a palpable bloodlust.

Though these two opponents were worthy adversaries, enemies were enemies. To Li Chen, there was no need for deliberation.

Killing was his sole principle!

"Just as the rumors said—truly formidable, aren’t you?" A faint sigh wafted through the air.

Oddly, hearing that voice triggered an abrupt sense of unease deep within Li Chen’s heart.

But at such a critical juncture, his blade was already in motion, beyond the point of return.

Li Chen’s pupils constricted to pinpoints, disregarding all feelings of danger as he drove his strike wildly toward the two.

Just as the Red Moon approached its targets, an unfolded fan unexpectedly emerged from the side.

"Clang!!"

The Red Moon struck the fan, generating a metallic ring as if iron clashed against steel.

Yet Li Chen’s blade was halted—it couldn’t advance even an inch.

Only then did Li Chen notice—a pale-faced middle-aged man had somehow appeared before him.