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Chapter 758 - 835: The Plot of the Corpse-controlling Sect

Chapter 758: Chapter 835: The Plot of the Corpse-controlling Sect

The morning sunlight streamed through the window into the room, where Chen Nan sat cross-legged on the bed, engrossed in the cultivation techniques of spiritual power.

But just as he concentrated, an abrupt change occurred—

"Crack..."

A crisp shattering sound was heard, as the window glass was smashed by something.

Chen Nan leaped up, dashed to the window in a single stride, and looked out, his complexion changing drastically in an instant.

There was a person standing outside the window.

To be precise, it was a man, a man who looked exactly like Chen Nan.

"Who are you?"

Staring at the man outside who was identical to himself, Chen Nan’s expression turned cold; he was well aware that the visitor had ill intentions.

"My name is Han Yang, but that no longer matters because from today onwards, you will disappear, and I will be Chen Nan," said the other man before turning and striding rapidly away into the distance.

"Stop!"

Chen Nan had no time to go through the main door, so he directly shattered the window’s protective bars with a palm strike and leaped out, chasing after Han Yang.

Han Yang glanced back at Chen Nan, a disdainful cold smile on his face, and then turned to continue running into the distance.

Chen Nan pursued fiercely.

To his surprise, the other’s cultivation was strong, especially his Qinggong, which seemed to be no less adept than his own, making it impossible for him to catch up in a short time.

"Kid, what’s going on?"

The Black Feathered Chicken, hearing the commotion, flew straight out from the second-floor window.

"Chase!"

Chen Nan pointed at Han Yang ahead and said to the Black Feathered Chicken, "Carry me."

In a critical moment, the Black Feathered Chicken didn’t hesitate, transforming into a chicken as tall as a table and carrying Chen Nan as they swiftly pursued the target ahead.

The Black Feathered Chicken’s cultivation was not weak, and as it naturally had wings, it was definitely faster than Chen Nan. They were quickly closing in on Han Yang, but at that moment, a sword light flashed, and Han Yang was seen stepping onto a flying sword, rising into the air.

A cultivator!

Chen Nan frowned.

Of the cultivation forces opposed to him, apart from the Taixuan Taoist Sect, there was only one other that practiced both martial arts and corpse control, the Corpse-controlling Sect.

The Black Feathered Chicken said, "Could it be someone from the Taixuan Taoist Sect?"

"It shouldn’t be. Zhao Han said he could ensure that no one from the Taixuan Taoist Sect would trouble me for a month," Chen Nan said. "This person impersonating me definitely has a scheme; put in some more effort, and catch up quickly."

"I’m already trying my hardest, what more do you want me to do, exhaust your grandpa Chicken to death?!" the Black Feathered Chicken complained irritably.

Though it grumbled unpleasantly, the Black Feathered Chicken’s speed truly increased significantly.

As they neared the other, Chen Nan circulated all his inner strength, with demon flames flickering around his body; if they could close the distance a bit more, he could burst forth in an instant to intercept Han Yang.

However, just as he was about to make his move, Han Yang suddenly stopped.

"Chen Nan, this day next year will be your death anniversary, and this forest below will be the place where your bones shall rest," he said as he steered the flying sword down into the trees below.

Chen Nan was unfazed by Han Yang’s arrogance.

"You are from the Corpse-controlling Sect, aren’t you?" Chen Nan jumped down from the Black Feathered Chicken and stood opposite Han Yang.

Han Yang seemed somewhat surprised, and with a cold smile, he said, "Since you’ve figured it out, it doesn’t hurt to tell you. After you die, I will replace you and return to Su Qingqing’s side. Her Holy Daughter Spiritual Power will make her the most potential and spiritually intelligent War Corpse King within our sect."

Chen Nan’s killing aura was undisguised, "If you dare touch a hair on her, I will make your entire Corpse-controlling Sect disappear from this world, just like the Corpse Control Sect in the past."

"Big words, but you won’t be able to leave here alive today."

Han Yang was very disdainful of Chen Nan, seemingly already regarding him as a dead man. He sneered, "Moreover, the Corpse Control Sect was nothing but a dog we raised, not fit to be mentioned in the same breath as our Corpse-controlling Sect. With your little strength, any random member of our sect could easily smash you to death."

"Since you’re seeking death, then I’ll grant you your wish."

As Chen Nan spoke, he already pounced forward, throwing a punch towards Han Yang’s head.

A dragon has a reverse scale, touch it and you incur its wrath.

Each and every one of Han Yang’s words touched on Chen Nan’s reverse scale, each a provocation to him.

Faced with Chen Nan’s swift attack, Han Yang maneuvered his Flying Sword to rapidly retreat, then with a shake of the Copper Bell in his hand and the sound of "ding ding ding" ringing out, a massive roar shook the forest, the ground quickly cracked open, and a War Corpse covered with chilling scale armor burst forth from the earth, waving its claws and lunging at Chen Nan with its gaping mouth.

"Clang..."

A resonating noise followed as Chen Nan grabbed the Heavenly Punishment Demon Sword with his right hand.

He then channeled his Inner Strength through his fingertips, sending a stream of Blood Arrow onto the blade of the Demon Sword, and with large strides, he charged forward, slashing at the War Corpse’s skull.

The War Corpse seemed to sense the danger coming, and it howled madly, waving its claws incessantly as boundless Death Energy swirled and surged towards Chen Nan, only to collide with his Protective Demon Energy and ultimately dissipate into the air.

Chen Nan, in turn, took large strides forward, and in the blink of an eye, he was within five meters of the War Corpse.

An unbearable stench of decay permeated the air, and Chen Nan endured the revolting smell, while with a wave of his left hand, the Power of Splitting the Sky condensed into a gigantic Light Palm, crashing down from the sky onto the War Corpse, grabbing onto its skull in an instant.

"Roar..."

The War Corpse roared in anger, desperately struggling to break free from Chen Nan’s Light Palm.

Seeing the War Corpse focusing all its attention on the Light Palm, Chen Nan pushed off the ground with one foot, his body shooting across the surface like a meteor, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the War Corpse’s proximity, sweeping out with the blood-stained Demon Sword in his hand.

"Puff..."

Black Corpse Blood gushed out, foul beyond measure.

Chen Nan quickly retreated to avoid getting splashed.

And just as he moved back, the remnants of the War Corpse toppled to the ground, its ferocious head rolling over ten meters away, with a reek of decay spreading across dozens of meters.

All of this Han Yang saw with his own eyes.

But unexpectedly, Han Yang didn’t seem distressed by the War Corpse’s easy slaughter; instead, he burst into laughter, "It seems your blood indeed is the bane of War Corpses. After you die, your Blood Essence will be the perfect tonic for my breakthrough in Cultivation."

"Delusional talk. I’ll slaughter you today, and you can try for your breakthrough in hell!"

Chen Nan was truly enraged, his killing intent soaring as he pointed the Demon Sword diagonally at the sky, and with lightning speed, charged towards Han Yang.

Han Yang initially scoffed with disdain, but when the two were less than five meters apart, Chen Nan successfully activated the Jie Character Secret Technique, doubling his momentum in an instant and startling Han Yang into retreating explosively, trying to dodge Chen Nan’s assault.

But Chen Nan was determined to take his life; how could he let him escape?

Like a shadow, the Demon Sword followed Han Yang’s movements, changing direction as Han Yang dodged, slashing towards his neck.