Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1638 - 1639: Kill Three Birds with One Stone

Chapter 1638: Chapter 1639: Kill Three Birds with One Stone

Clang!

The Dragon Slayer Sword and the spiked Finger Tiger clashed wildly, erupting in countless golden sparks in the air.

The tremendous force blasted Su Chengyu backward, the overwhelming pressure making him feel a crushing power he hadn’t experienced since stepping into the Nascent Soul stage.

The saying "Brute strength can defeat a thousand techniques" held true in the Warrior Realm, but once a Cultivator reached the Nascent Soul stage, it was no longer absolute. Daoist magic techniques, Nascent Soul incarnations—these could all compensate for their physical weaknesses in significant ways.

Especially for Su Chengyu, who had cultivated the Thunder Resistant Body. Physically, he was no less capable than any Martial Artist at the same level. In fact, with the Thunder Resistant Body’s empowerment, he could even go head-to-head with a Martial God in a direct confrontation.

Yet, despite all these advantages, Su Chengyu could still feel the immense difference in sheer strength between himself and his opponent.

Only now did he truly understand the weight behind the word "Qian Jun" (a thousand catties).

"Heavenly Qi-breaking Five Thunder Technique!"

It was impossible to contend head-on, so Su Chengyu instantly cast a thunder technique to neutralize his immediate predicament.

The instantaneous casting of the Heavenly Qi-breaking Five Thunder Technique reduced its power considerably and was not enough to truly threaten Mo Ningchen. However, it still forced him to divert attention to handle the sudden burst of lightning.

Catching that fleeting moment of distraction, Su Chengyu’s figure suddenly vanished from sight. With a single step spanning a hundred meters using the Shrinking Earth technique, he widened the distance between himself and Mo Ningchen.

He exhaled deeply.

Steadying his breath, Su Chengyu looked at Mo Ningchen ahead of him, his expression somber.

Though he had faced many Martial Gods before, Mo Ningchen was the first to give him such an overwhelming sense of pressure in a direct confrontation.

"You have great talent. You truly shouldn’t have chosen this misguided path."

Su Chengyu’s judgmental words further infuriated Mo Ningchen’s pride. Channeling his rage, Mo Ningchen’s Fist Qi instantly dispersed the remaining lightning strikes. Staring at Su Chengyu with a fiery intensity, he snarled.

"Anyone else could say that, but not you!"

Boom!

The air exploded with a sonic boom due to Mo Ningchen’s sudden acceleration. In a split second, he appeared in front of Su Chengyu again.

This time, Su Chengyu, who was prepared, did not meet Mo Ningchen’s attack head-on. Instead, he used the Dragon Slayer Sword to deflect the force, sidestepping with the grace of "Heaven and Earth’s Way" before unleashing another sword strike.

"Demon Extinguishing!"

Buzz!

That Mo Ningchen had ascended to Martial God was indeed a surprise to Su Chengyu. He had known that Mo Ningchen, after fleeing the Capital City, would sooner or later return to seek vengeance, but he hadn’t expected it to happen so soon.

After all, Bei Luo’s War God Saito had once warned him, stating that although Mo Ningchen was gifted, his chaotic temperament posed a significant obstacle to his breakthrough into the Martial God stage.

For Mo Ningchen to achieve Martial God now, it must have been Cui Manlou’s doing—employing some unnatural, short-cut method. It was precisely for this reason that Su Chengyu decided to employ the Demon Extinguishing Sword to determine the victor.

However...

"So it is this move after all!"

A smirk tugged at Mo Ningchen’s lips, as if he had anticipated it all along, charging straight into the Dragon Slayer Sword’s trajectory.

Realizing something was amiss, Su Chengyu’s brow furrowed tightly. But with the arrow already nocked, there was no turning back now.

Boom!

With a thunderous crash, Mo Ningchen’s overwhelmingly powerful Fist Qi tore through the Dragon-slaying Sword Aura, reaching Su Chengyu in an instant.

"Die!"

A single punch struck Su Chengyu square in the chest. His Protective Magical Power shattered instantly, and the punch drilled straight through his right chest!

Wild True Qi surged from his chest and invaded Su Chengyu’s Dantian. His Sea of Consciousness trembled violently, and as his head grew dizzy, his body lost control, crashing heavily into the tombstone-filled forest.

Blood spread in rivulets around him. Struggling to prop himself up, Su Chengyu could clearly feel the chaotic Mana storming within his Dantian. At this point, not to mention continuing the fight, even escaping was nearly impossible.

Gripping the Dragon Slayer Sword beside him, Su Chengyu fought to stay conscious. Looking up at Mo Ningchen, sneering in midair, he forced out a question.

"You couldn’t possibly have seen this move before. Was it Cui Manlou?"

The Demon Extinguishing Sword, designed by leveraging the anti-demonic suppression inherent to the Dragon Slayer Sword, was specifically created by Su Chengyu. Logically, Mo Ningchen—having used Demonic Path techniques to achieve Martial God—should have been suppressed. Even if he had anticipated this move, there was no way he could counter it unless...

"Exactly. The strategist anticipated that you would use this move against me, so the method I used to ascend to Martial God wasn’t derived from any Demonic Path technique. Your sword has no suppressive effect on me."

Narrowing his eyes, Su Chengyu asked, "So Cui Manlou groomed you specifically to deal with me?"

"Hah! Su Chengyu, you overestimate yourself. Do you think the Lord would bother with you if it weren’t for your disciple?"

"You’re targeting Yan’er?"

"Indeed," Mo Ningchen chuckled lightly. "Truth be told, I should thank you. If you hadn’t personally tipped off the Lord about the Dao Sect’s rendezvous, the Sect Hierarch wouldn’t have been able to set this ’three birds with one stone’ trap."

"Three birds with one stone?"

Su Chengyu’s voice carried doubt.

He knew Yan’er was their target, and from the Heaven-reaching Ghost-killing Formation earlier, the Qiuqiu Fox Clan’s heritage was also clearly on their agenda. But as for the third... it eluded him. Knowing Cui Manlou’s personality, he doubted the man considered him a major target—at most, he was just an addition to the plan.

"Of course, the third is the Luo Clan, you idiot. Did you really think we went through all this trouble just to make a move in this one location?"

Su Chengyu’s expression shifted as realization struck. He countered, "So the earlier attacks on the Luo Clan Elder Council were your doing?"

"Exactly. And we made sure the Luo Clan learned you had infiltrated this place. They seem to value you quite a bit—knowing you were here helped divert a considerable amount of their resources to our benefit."

"You aim to swallow the Luo Clan?"

Looking at Su Chengyu, who kept throwing out questions, Mo Ningchen’s face turned cold. "You ask too many questions."

Boom!

With a downward punch, Mo Ningchen’s massive Fist Momentum barreled toward the ground. But at the last moment, it was repelled by the Five-Color Divine Light radiating from the Heaven-Mending Stone.

"As expected, you had a hidden trump card!"

Squinting, Mo Ningchen declared, then prepared for another relentless punch.

Warnings from the Heaven-Mending Stone echoed through Su Chengyu’s Sea of Consciousness, leaving him no choice but to retreat. He leapt away, distancing himself and using the precious time to recover while watching Mo Ningchen cautiously.

"A quick reaction, I’ll give you that."

"I worked under you long enough to know you harbor many secrets. But with things as they are now, do you truly believe there’s any chance of a comeback?"

Mo Ningchen spoke calmly, unwavered by Su Chengyu’s lingering strength. He was confident in his fists.

He was certain his True Qi had infiltrated Su Chengyu’s Dantian. Not only was the Sea of Consciousness affected, but the Nascent Soul itself had suffered grave harm—it was unlikely Su Chengyu had much fight left.

"A comeback? What made you think you had the situation under control?"

Su Chengyu’s cold voice rang out as he took a deep breath. Wielding the Dragon Slayer Sword in his left hand, he gripped the Wasteland Battle Halberd in his right.