School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 788 - 865: Driven into a Corner

Chapter 788: Chapter 865: Driven into a Corner

Three middle-aged men at the Tenth Level of Tao approached Chen Nan, sneering, "On the territory of our Corpse-controlling Sect, killing you is as easy as squashing an ant."

Chen Nan was taken aback.

He hadn’t seen the three of them when he entered!

How could there be people from the Corpse-controlling Sect in this Dead City?

Chen Nan thought of a possibility—that these three had entered the Dead City at a different time than he had, possibly before him or after him, which would explain why they hadn’t been among the people who entered together with him.

If that were the case, then the woman draped in seven-colored light might be there for the same reason.

"Three at the Tenth Level of Tao, tough to deal with," Zhao Han murmured.

Chen Nan nodded and said, "Indeed tough to deal with. Can the power of your domain imprison them?"

Zhao Han shook his head and said, "Probably not. These three are cultivators, stronger than ordinary martial artists. It would be very difficult to imprison them, and we could at most hinder their movement speed."

Chen Nan looked towards Guo Qiye, who watched with cold indifference, clearly unwilling to help.

Seeing Chen Nan and his companions step back, Han Yang burst into unbridled laughter, "What are you three waiting for? Hurry up and take his head off. When I report back to the Sect Master, you will definitely be handsomely rewarded!"

Han Yang himself was only at the Seventh Level of Control, yet he dared to speak to three masters from the Ten Layers of Heaven so boldly, which showed that his status was not ordinary.

The three middle-aged men at the Tenth Level of Heaven nodded in agreement and immediately took a step forward, wielding their Flying Swords to strike at Chen Nan.

They streaked across the sky like meteors, fast as lightning.

The cultivation of the Tenth Level of Tao was indeed extraordinary.

As the three Flying Swords sped towards him, Zhao Han let out a loud shout, casting a Daoist Skill called Absolute Domain, which immobilized everything within ten meters.

However, when the three Flying Swords entered the domain range, they were not immobilized but significantly slowed down as they slashed towards Chen Nan’s neck.

Chen Nan triggered the Dou Character Secret with a double overlay, and the Demon Sword rose against the sky, blocking the first Flying Sword. But then the second Flying Sword slashed down, forcing him to retreat, and then the third Flying Sword fell, the immense power causing his form to shake and his inner Qi to churn.

Han Yang sneered, "Zhao Han, Chen Nan is also an enemy of your Taixuan Taoist Sect, yet today you help him against our Corpse-controlling Sect. How will you explain this to your master when you go back!"

"What happens in my Taixuan Taoist Sect is none of your business!"

Zhao Han’s cold shout followed as he formed another spell with his hands, within the domain the Void twisted, and the Power of Splitting the Sky enveloped one of the Flying Swords.

Daoist Skill—Void Split!

When Chen Nan faced this move previously, his body had almost been torn apart.

Now, executed in cooperation with the Absolute Domain, one of the three Flying Swords was completely immobilized in the air, its blade trembling incessantly but unable to break free, while the power continued to crush it, trying to shatter the sword.

Seizing the opportunity, Chen Nan dodged the other two Flying Swords’ assault and, using the Dou Character Secret, he invoked the Power of Splitting the Sky to strike down at this Flying Sword.

"Clang!"

The Flying Sword emitted a trembling sound, and a gap appeared on its blade.

Being a Tenth-Grade Spiritual Artifact, the Flying Sword should have shattered in one strike under the combined attack of Chen Nan and Zhao Han, but it was reinforced with the power of the opponent’s Tenth Level of Tao, enhancing the Flying Sword’s might.

Seeing his Flying Sword damaged, the middle-aged man at the Tenth Level of Tao immediately became furious.

"Go to hell!"

He unleashed another Magic Treasure, a Black Iron Cauldron also of the Tenth Grade, which charged into the domain and stormed at Chen Nan.

Simultaneously, the other two middle-aged men’s Flying Swords also spun around and struck at Chen Nan head-on.

"Kill!"

Chen Nan roared furiously and cleaved downward with his blade, slicing the damaged Flying Sword into two halves.

At the same time, two other Flying Swords and a Large Tripod had also closed in for the kill. Chen Nan had nowhere to hide, but just then Zhao Han let out a loud shout and a beam of blue light shot out, turning into a Golden Divine Bell that instantly enveloped Chen Nan, protecting him inside.

"Clang..."

The three magic treasures struck the Golden Bell, immediately producing a melodious, resonant sound that echoed through the Nine Heavens, blocking the attack of the three magic treasures.

Swoosh...

Zhao Han formed a spell with his hands and retracted the Golden Divine Bell, which turned into a beam of golden light and surged into his body.

Chen Nan was still puzzled—when had Zhao Han acquired such a powerful magic treasure that could block the simultaneous attacks of three Tenth-Grade Spiritual Artifacts? However, by then, cries of astonishment had already arisen—

"He actually has a Treasure on him!"

"My heavens, truly a disciple of the Taixuan Taoist School, to actually possess a Treasure!"

Han Yang also stared, his eyes filled with envy.

Although his position in the Corpse-controlling Sect was extraordinary, it still was nothing compared to Zhao Han’s standing in the Taixuan Taoist School, at least he couldn’t produce a Treasure like this.

The three middle-aged Martial Artists from the Tenth Layer of Tao all had their faces contorted with madness.

Treasure!

For cultivators of the Master Realm, this was an irresistibly tempting lure.

"Today, you are all bound to die!"

Watching Zhao Han and Chen Nan, the three middle-aged men sneered.

The appearance of Zhao Han’s Golden Divine Bell had driven them completely mad, and they were ready to kill and seize the treasure.

Chen Nan hadn’t expected Zhao Han to use a Treasure either.

The man was always too proud, preferring to rely on his own strength. Even in life-or-death duels, he had never used a Treasure. For him, battling other Cultivators, even if it meant dying, he would never resort to using a Treasure.

But this time, to save Chen Nan, he had broken his own rule.

"You’ve really outdone yourself."

Chen Nan didn’t say thank you—between brothers, such superficial politeness wasn’t needed.

Zhao Han shrugged and said, "We’re about to die anyway, so what does it matter?"

He knew very well that after revealing the Treasure, the opponents to come would not just be these three middle-aged men, but many more powerful experts would come to fight for it.

Sure enough, Guo Qiye also moved forward a few steps, aligning himself with Han Yang and the others.

With Guo Qiye taking the lead, other cultivators also became restless and began to approach, eyeing Chen Nan and Zhao Han with hostility.

The Black Feathered Chicken’s feathers bristled: "Damn it, how are we supposed to fight now!"

"The only plan for now is to enter the main hall; there might still be a slim chance of survival," Chen Nan said.

Zhao Han nodded and said, "You’re right, it’s our only chance to take a risk. This Treasure consumes too much Inner Strength, I might be able to block their attacks for a short while, but I’ll definitely run out of strength eventually."

The Black Feathered Chicken said, "But those who went in before were sucked dry and thrown out as mummies!"

"We’re facing death either way, so we might as well take a risk by going in," Chen Nan clenched his fist and said, "Moreover, the Extreme Cold Treasure is inside the main hall. If by chance we survive and obtain the Treasure, I will make sure their blood splatters this ground!"