Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 1043 - Quasi-Emperors Working Together Again

Chapter 1043: Quasi-Emperors Working Together Again

A look of horror flashed in Gao Yangyu’s eyes. When he looked at Xiao Chen’s attire, he turned somewhat pale, saying, “You are not Wen Ziran. You are the Azure Dragon King, Xiao Chen, whom the Thunder Sovereign favors!”

At this moment, the confusion that was bothering everyone—who exactly Wen Ziran was—finally unraveled.

Earlier, when Xiao Chen used the Flawless saber Dao, some people already guessed that Wen Ziran was just an alias and his true identity was the Azure Dragon King.

However, at that time, Xiao Chen was just an Inferior Grade Martial Sage. There was no way to reconcile the person they saw with the Azure Dragon King.

Now, with Xiao Chen’s cultivation returned to the peak and him wearing the Clear Wind Robes with the Azure Dragon King’s insignia as well as the characteristic Sea Monarch Headscarf, who could not recognize him?

During his King conferral ceremony, he had defeated outstanding talents from various places, even beating back the famous Cyclic Astral Palace’s Fu Hongyao and making her flee.

Xiao Chen became famous for this. Who in the world did not know of the Azure Dragon King? Even in the distant Heavenly Starry Ocean, even if they had not seen a portrait of him, they had at least heard of his name.

He was the Azure Emperor’s descendant, the new generation of Azure Dragon King—a title that had lain unused for ten thousand years—the person at the peak of the Kunlun Continent’s younger generation, the White Robed King Xiao Chen.

This realization stunned Mo Chen slightly. A bitter smile hung on the corners of her lips. She already guessed that Xiao Chen was someone with a great background. However, she had not expected it to be this great. This completely surpassed what she expected and imagined.

The Nine Cauldron Merchant Association’s Mu Qinghan was struck dumb. He had actually personally chased away the Azure Dragon King, a legendary figure.

“No wonder he dared to kill people in a rage at the City Lord’s Residence. He even dared to cut the Divine Son, Di Wuque, in half. How could he care about a few descendants of quasi-Emperors?”

“Now, the Sea Monarch’s old guards are searching the world for him, wanting him to hand over the Sea Monarch Crown. They probably would not expect Xiao Chen to be in our insignificant Cloud Sea Domain.”

“There is going to be a good show. Gao Yangyu may be a quasi-Emperor, but he is merely a newly advanced quasi-Emperor. Against a powerful genius like Xiao Chen, the odds are not even.”

“There is still some chance. After all, he is a quasi-Emperor. It will be rather hard for Xiao Chen to defeat Gao Yangyu.”

After recovering his strength, Xiao Chen exposed his identity. The cultivators around all rushed over. No one had expected the answer to be so shocking. Wen Ziran was the Azure Dragon King Xiao Chen, a legendary character.

Gao Yangyu’s face turned sullen. The Emperor Yi Shooting Sun Bow would determine whether he could rule the Cloud Sea Domain or not. Even if the opponent was the Azure Dragon King, he had to win.

“There is a huge gap between a quasi-Emperor and great grandmaster-level Martial Sage. Before becoming a quasi-Emperor, you will never understand the strength of a quasi-Emperor. Xiao Chen, hand over the divine bow. I am willing to trade all my gains from this trip to the treasure mountain for it.”

Although Gao Yangyu’s tone was forceful, his words meant that he already made a significant concession.

Xiao Chen said coldly, “There are varying strengths among quasi-Emperors. You are a quasi-Emperor who just started building the bridge and have not even reached Small Perfection yet. Why would I care about you?”

“Such arrogance! Even if you are the Azure Dragon King, I will bury you here today.

“Falling Star Fist!”

Without saying anything more, Gao Yangyu snorted coldly and took a step forward. The winds and clouds roiled wildly as he sent a punch with a strong aura at Xiao Chen.

This punch used the power of a falling meteorite. Gao Yangyu’s body blazed with flames. With this step, it seemed like he could even punch through the barrier of the sky.

The explosive force contained in the flames made even cultivators ten kilometers away fearful of the consequences.

“Is this the full-power strike of a quasi-Emperor? How horrifying! I probably would not even be able to block half of this.”

When the many people saw Gao Yangyu’s full-power strike stirring up the winds and clouds, as if it could punch through the barrier of the sky, they all felt some dread in their hearts.

Xiao Chen’s expression remained calm. The strike of a quasi-Emperor was indeed horrifying. However, his Heavenly Sage Laws had already transformed. He could bring out tremendous force with every move. How could he feel any fear?

Your punch uses the power to punch through the sky, piercing through the barrier of the sky.

I also have a punch, one that hates the sky for being too low, too low for me to spread my wings properly.

Xiao Chen spread his arms out. Facing Gao Yangyu’s powerful punch, he did not hesitate to welcome it with one of his own. A gigantic shadow fell across the sea. A Kun Peng spread its wings, soaring five thousand kilometers in an instant, hating the sky for being too low!

The two fists clashed, and startling energy spread out in all directions like the tide surging out.

The wind and clouds turned strange; the sky changed color.

Xiao Chen, who was in the air, did not move back a single step. On the contrary, he knocked back Gao Yangyu.

Having knocked back a quasi-Emperor with one punch, he could not help but feel elated. He smiled and said, “This is the great difference you were talking about? That is not much of a difference. Take another punch from me!

“Myriad Heaven Divine Fist, Eternal Myth!”

A golden light encased Xiao Chen, and a towering Deity Statue appeared behind him. The appearance of the Deity Statue was identical to his own. It looked stern and solemn, giving off a supreme might.

Sagely songs resounded everywhere, singing about the myth that belonged to Xiao Chen. It sang of his legendary experiences, showing scenes of the poetic saga everywhere.

Who was the myth? Not the distant deities, not the ancient sages, but the one who was just nearby, Xiao Chen, who was soaring with ten thousand dragons, eternal and immortal. Immortality for ten thousand years!

“Bang!”

When the Divine Might gathered, the illusionary Deity Statue behind Xiao Chen suddenly turned solid at the moment he punched, like it existed in reality, and punched together with him.

The Deity Statue attacked. Its huge fist arrived in an instant. The momentum and aura that Gao Yangyu gathered for his big move scattered as he went flying, vomiting blood.

There was none of the might of a quasi-Emperor, no sign that Gao Yangyu was a quasi-Emperor expert at all or the air that one showed. Instead, a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage beat him into a sorry state.

“Dusk of Deities!”

Xiao Chen’s expression remained calm; he did not show any complacency. For such a quasi-Emperor, he needed to put in all his effort in one go and beat him up. Otherwise, if his opponent caught a breather, he would drag Xiao Chen into a fierce battle.

The setting sun looked like blood as dusk descended. As the myth ended, wails of grief resounded. Scarlet meteors tore through the sky like a rain of blood. The aura of the Armageddon spread everywhere.

Everyone felt a sense of grief like civilization was falling before their eyes.

Xiao Chen improved this Dusk of Deities several times, and he had also personally seen the mysterious phenomenon of the fallen Heaven Abandoning Deity Sovereign clone. Hence, he already comprehended most of it.

Using the scene of Armageddon to bring out the state of the explosive end was the essence of this move.

Punch followed punch, the Armageddon after the myth. Xiao Chen beat Gao Yangyu to the point where the old man could not say anything. The aura and momentum that Gao Yangyu had gathered scattered once again. He paled, and blood flowed continuously from his lips.

Then, Gao Yangyu moved his hands. A horrifying aura poured out as a fierce flame lit up on his body.

“Thinking of using a Profound Martial Technique to fight back? Like I would give you a chance. Die!”

Xiao Chen went all in, leaving his opponent no chance to turn things around. A beam of divine light entered his body as he executed the Myriad Heaven Divine Fist’s Deities Descending, punching with tenfold combat prowess.

A bloody mist spread in the air. After Xiao Chen punched Gao Yangyu, the blow did not even leave him with a corpse.

Four punches. In merely four punches, Xiao Chen beat a person who just advanced to quasi-Emperor to death.

The entire place turned silent. Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. They looked at the calm Xiao Chen in the air, and an expression of fear flashed across their faces.

There was no falsehood to his fame at all; the reputation of the Azure Dragon King was well deserved.

No one in the surroundings stepped forward. The six great loose cultivators were dead, injured, or had fled. Without a quasi-Emperor coming out, no one could contest against Xiao Chen.

“Azure Dragon King, we, the eight City Lords of the Cloud Sea Domain, present many thanks for the great gift. As the saying goes, ‘It is impolite not to reciprocate a gift.’ We, the eight City Lords of the Cloud Sea Domain, have a gift for you too. Here it is!”

Just when everyone thought that no one could contest against Xiao Chen for the Emperor Yi Shooting Sun Bow, eight figures suddenly leaped out from the crowd.

These figures belonged to people whom the crowd thought could never show up. The eight quasi-Emperors all turned up at the same time. The moment they appeared, they did not bother speaking any nonsense and did not hesitate to send out a killing move each at Xiao Chen, who was in the air.

Resplendent light appeared in the sky. The attacks consisted of eight different-colored lights, dyeing the sky like a painting and making it look beautiful, pleasing to the eye.

However, such a beautiful scene came with boundless danger.

Everyone gaped. How could anyone survive this? Was the Cloud Sea Domain going to be burial ground of the Azure Dragon King?

The eight attacks contained the eight different Daos of eight quasi-Emperors. When sent out together, cracks appeared in the stable space of the Kunlun Realm.

Fortunately, Xiao Chen had been through all sorts of dangerous situations. Such a formation of attacks would scare a regular person silly. They would not even be able to retaliate and would just get blasted into mush.

At the critical moment, Xiao Chen quickly reacted. Two lights appeared in his eyes. Two flames—Yin and Yang—spewed out and chased each other, forming a Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram.

Yinyang, four divisions, the eight trigrams, and other scenes appeared around the Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram, materializing a scene of primal chaos. It froze space and instantly formed a small world.

When the eight killing moves struck the Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram, Xiao Chen’s mind shook, and blood leaked out of a corner of his lips as he took eight steps back.

With each step, space trembled and shuddered. The calm sea below became like a mirror with cracks spreading out in it.

“Boom!”

The Taiji Yinyang Flame Diagram lasted for but a moment before shattering with a loud ‘bang.’ However, the short period it managed to impede these eight killing moves diminished their might significantly.

Xiao Chen held his ground and swung his fists. The ten thousand dragons in his body rushed around. With every move he made, he stirred up winds and clouds, breaking the killing moves as they came. After two or three breaths, he had neutralized these shockingly powerful attacks.

A cool breeze blew and the sea surged. In the air, Xiao Chen’s long hair came loose, trailing over his shoulders. Even though these eight quasi-Emperors appeared at the same time, no one could find any wavering on his face.

“He blocked them!”

Far in the distance, the cultivators of the Cloud Sea Domain, who had already fled ten kilometers away, saw Xiao Chen standing high up in the sky. They all revealed incredulous expressions.

These eight quasi-Emperors had ruled the Cloud Sea Domain for many years already; all of them were very strong. They were not some half-baked quasi-Emperor like Gao Yangyu; all of them had already reached Small Perfection.

However, even though eight of such Small Perfection quasi-Emperors attacked together, shattering space and covering the sky with their might, Xiao Chen blocked their assault.

“Your gifts are really large!”

Xiao Chen snorted coldly and looked at the eight City Lords standing next to each other, their faces filled with horror.

“You killed the descendants of us eight. Our gifts are not as large as yours!”

Wang Zhan’s expression turned sullen. He had not expected that they would not manage to kill Xiao Chen after all this. Suddenly, his gaze swept across, and he noticed Mo Chen standing in the distance.