Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 749 - 748 [Perilous Situations, Further Increase in Combat Capabilities]

Chapter 749: Chapter 748 [Perilous Situations, Further Increase in Combat Capabilities]

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"What do you mean my brother is dead? Killed by Ye Tianchen? This..."

Du Wanli was completely shocked. He never dreamt that after just battling Ye Tianchen, if not for possessing the Poison Saint Intense Flame Banner, he might have actually not been Ye Tianchen’s match—not because his combat power was less than Ye Tianchen’s, as in terms of Cultivation Realm, he was a small stage higher than Ye Tianchen. It was just that he was stunned by the burst of strength from Ye Tianchen that transcended Cultivation Realms, which drained his courage to fight. Otherwise, Ye Tianchen could not have escaped from his grasp.

"Impossible, impossible... My brother’s cultivation isn’t weak, and he even had the protection of a strand of your Divine Thought, Father. Even if Ye Tianchen is formidable, he couldn’t possibly..." Du Wanli spoke in utter disbelief.

"My strand of Divine Thought was destroyed by Ye Tianchen. The distance was too great, and I couldn’t exert the combat power of that strand, and Du Wan met Ye Tianchen at the First Bun Shop in the world and was killed by him!"

Sitting on the throne of the Five Poison Sect, the middle-aged man was none other than the Sect Leader of the Five Poison Sect and Du Wanli’s father, Du Tianqi. When Ye Tianchen pursued Du Wan at the world’s First Bun Shop, Du Tianqi’s strand of Divine Thought hidden inside Du Wan made an appearance, but it was blasted away by Ye Tianchen. This filled Du Tianqi with immense rage. So many Martial Artists were witness to it, a great humiliation for Du Tianqi. He would hunt down Ye Tianchen to the ends of the earth to dismantle him, as that was the only way to vent his resentment.

"This... Father, I must kill Ye Tianchen to avenge my brother!" Du Wanli said through gritted teeth, his anger boiling over.

After giving Du Wanli a glance, Du Tianqi pondered for a moment, then spoke: "The grand meeting of the Ancient Martial World is about to commence. I have to go to the Songshan Sect and have no time to slay an ant like Ye Tianchen. Thus, I’ll leave this matter to you. My order is, by any means necessary, you must kill Ye Tianchen. Your brother’s death is a minor matter. The key is my face, Du Tianqi. How would I be able to securely sit in the position of ruler over the Ancient Martial World if Ye Tianchen isn’t killed?"

"Father, rest assured, I will definitely kill Ye Tianchen. He can’t escape from the palm of my hand," Du Wanli stated fiercely.

"If you disappoint me again this time, you might as well go die with your brother Du Wan. To me, Du Tianqi, whether I have you two sons or not, is inconsequential," Du Tianqi said with ruthless severity.

Hearing these words from his father, Du Tianqi, Du Wanli felt a chill in his heart. He knew Du Tianqi wasn’t joking or trying to scare him. Du Tianqi was a heartless man who had eleven sons in his life, each thrown into a pile of deadly poisons at birth. Those newborn babies, who knew nothing, were painfully consumed by the poisons, their flesh and blood a blur, leaving not even bones behind. Yet, Du Tianqi did not even frown; it was as if they weren’t his sons but merely tools for experimentation. Du Wanli and Du Wan’s survival was entirely due to their luck, so to Du Tianqi, they were merely killing machines he had cultivated, not truly his sons. Du Wanli didn’t doubt for a second that if he truly failed to kill Ye Tianchen this time, Du Tianqi would personally take his life without any hesitation.

"Yes, Father!" Du Wanli hastily nodded.

Du Tianqi vanished from his throne. Had it not been for the imminent meeting of the Ancient Martial World, Du Tianqi might have personally taken action against Ye Tianchen. If Du Tianqi himself made a move, it would be an utter calamity for Ye Tianchen. With Ye Tianchen’s current Cultivation Strength, he would certainly stand no chance against Du Tianqi.

At this moment, not far from the Songshan Sect, beside a great waterfall, a Divine Fire burned at the edge of a massive rock. The rock was glowing red, and particles of stone were constantly falling, on the verge of exploding. Ye Tianchen had yet to emerge from the Divine Fire, and Dongfang Meng was so anxious she was about to cry.

"Senior, Tianchen..." Dongfang Meng couldn’t help but ask in a rush of urgency.

"Three hours have passed and he hasn’t come out. It seems this is the will of the heavens. He must face this tribulation, his body and soul both might be extinguished..." The old beggar too hadn’t expected this and spoke regretfully.

"No, no, Tianchen won’t die. He still has many things to do, many things to prove. He still has to stand at the Martial Arts Peak. He won’t die..." Dongfang Meng desperately rushed towards the Divine Fire on the rock but was restrained by the old beggar’s Divine Arts, unable to advance an inch.

"The Divine Fire Great Flame Spell isn’t something ordinary people can resist. If you go, you will likewise be extinguished, both body and soul, turning to ashes," the old beggar added sorrowfully.

"No... Tianchen..." Tears streamed down the beautiful face of Dongfang Meng. She knew Ye Tianchen would have a hard time overcoming this, but she didn’t expect him to truly die here.

The old beggar approached the rock, his heart heavy with grief, and muttered to himself, "Ye Tianchen is an anomaly, a prodigy that the Martial Arts Great World sees but once in a million years, possessed of immense enlightenment, determination, and opportunity. But often such people are envied by the heavens. The heavens are jealous of geniuses, causing their early demise... Heavenly Dao, are you truly so cruel as to cut off the hopes of countless Cultivators?"

In the end, even the old beggar could not suppress the impulse in his heart and let out a skyward howl. Dongfang Meng had long been crying inconsolably. Ye Tianchen, struck by the Netherworld Ghost Hand technique and without the treatment of the Divine Fire Great Flame Spell, was undoubtedly fated to die. But the Divine Fire Great Flame Spell itself was a divine art with an incredibly powerful force of slaughter. Few could withstand it, and even a powerful being in the Martial Saint Realm might not be able to resist it with their physical body, let alone Ye Tianchen, who only had the cultivation of Mid Martial Venerate. He was truly gambling with his life.

Boom!

All of a sudden, the divine fire burning on the great rock exploded, shattering the entire massive rock into powder. The old beggar and Dongfang Meng couldn’t help but look up, only to see a person, whose whole body was ablaze, bursting out of the divine fire. This person was radiating golden light all over, especially those eyes, from which the golden light seemed to tear the fabric of space, piercing heaven and earth with astonishing might. Both the old beggar and Dongfang Meng were stunned, feeling a sense of incredulity.

"Good, very good, this boy indeed has great willpower and perception!" the old beggar couldn’t help but say excitedly.

When the divine fire completely dissipated, Ye Tianchen once again appeared in front of the old beggar and Dongfang Meng. His whole body radiated golden light, and his skin had turned to a pale gold. The old beggar was immensely shocked, especially by Ye Tianchen’s eyes, which emitted a golden light that seemed to penetrate heaven and earth.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Two beams of golden light shot out from Ye Tianchen’s eyes, leveling two large mountains in front of him. The old beggar and Dongfang Meng were astonished, for they could feel Ye Tianchen’s power. The guy’s battle prowess seemed to have climbed another level.

"Tianchen!" Dongfang Meng couldn’t hold back anymore and threw herself into Ye Tianchen’s arms, unable to control her emotions.

Ye Tianchen was taken aback; he was somewhat unaccustomed to this. However, he quickly patted Dongfang Meng on the back and said with a smile, "It’s alright now, I won’t die. If the Heavenly Dao is unjust and offers no path for the countless cultivators, how could I possibly believe in a heaven?"

"Heh, congratulations youngster, your battle power has increased again. It’s just that your cultivation still remains at Mid Martial Venerate, which is truly unbelievable. However, this can confuse your powerful enemies. Once you strike, you’ll deliver a heavy punch!" The old beggar said with a laugh from the side.

At that moment, Dongfang Meng remembered the presence of the old beggar, a senior in front of her, and her cheeks flushed red as she pushed Ye Tianchen away and walked aside. Ye Tianchen gave an awkward smile and approached the old beggar seriously to say, "Thank you for your life-saving grace, senior!"

"You don’t have to thank me; this is all part of your fate. To endure the scorching of the Divine Fire Great Flame Spell and come out reborn, you are the first one. With this kind of willpower, I believe your achievements will far surpass mine," the old beggar said with a smile.

"No matter when and where, no matter what my cultivation is, senior, you are the life saver of Ye Tianchen," said Ye Tianchen earnestly.

"My biggest regret in life is that I only knew to cultivate blindly, pursuing the peak of power, while overlooking the people who loved me by my side. I hope you, youngster, don’t let them down!" The old beggar stated.

Ye Tianchen glanced at Dongfang Meng, who was starting a fire not far away, and nodded earnestly. Indeed, Dongfang Meng had been through life and death with him, and the relationship between the two of them had long surpassed that of ordinary friends, unsaid as it was. Anyway, as long as Ye Tianchen was around, he would ensure Dongfang Meng was well-protected and wouldn’t let anyone harm her.

"Senior, I’ll go catch a couple of rabbits. How about we talk while we eat?" Ye Tianchen asked with a smile.

"Sure, I’ve got nothing else to do anyway!" The old beggar readily agreed.

Before long, the delicious roasted rabbit was ready. This time, Ye Tianchen handed a whole one directly to the old beggar. He had true respect for the elder. Before this, it wasn’t that he didn’t respect the old beggar, but he doubted the elderly man’s identity, uncertain whether he was good or evil. In this ruthless and bloody world of martial arts, how could one easily trust anyone?

The old beggar wasn’t shy, taking a roasted rabbit and tearing off a leg, then bit into it before saying, "That said, youngster, I’m really astonished that you could fight the Netherworld Blood Demon to a standstill and even wound him." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)