NFBE Chapter 1784
Chapter 1784
The speed at such close range was several times faster than that of a peak Void Realm cultivator, leaving Qiu Zixian with no time to react.
The roles of offense and defense switched instantly.
Although Qiu Zixian mainly cultivates the paths of illusion, soul control, and inner demons, she has always been chaste and has never had such intimate contact with a strange man.
With Chen Xuan holding her slender waist and his domineering, hot breath on her ear, she felt a mix of shame, shock, and anger. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and her voice trembled as she shouted, "You... how could you possibly break free from my control? Let go!"
Chen Xuan instantly restrained Qiu Zixian's divine body, feeling that this woman's body was so soft it seemed boneless, and she was surrounded by a delicate orchid fragrance—
It's unclear whether it's a characteristic inherent to divine bodies or a natural body fragrance.
Qiu Zixian struggled desperately, and the twisting of her waist only brought the two of them closer. Even Chen Xuan could feel the warmth of her body and her curvaceous figure.
If you keep twisting like that, you'll go inside.
Chen Xuan didn't let go. Instead, he leaned close to her ear, gently blew a breath, and teased her with a half-smile, "Isn't the fairy a little too confident in her own Great Dao?"
"Chen Xuan! You...you dare to insult me, I'll kill you!" Qiu Zixian finally realized that Chen Xuan had never been controlled by her from beginning to end; his previous infatuation was all an act!
"At such a distance, with such close contact, a single thread of cause and effect has already entangled us. I'd like to see what force is behind you."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Zixian was quite ruthless and decisive. She turned around and gave Chen Xuan a deep look before chuckling, "You brat, we will definitely meet again in the future. When that happens, I will repay you for all the teasing I did today."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Zixian suddenly thrust her neck forward and twisted it—the Beiming Sword was so sharp that it instantly severed her head, and blood spurted out.
But the next second, Qiu Zixian's body turned into wisps of pink mist and dissipated into the void, leaving only three magical treasures gleaming with spiritual light, which fell onto the arena.
Chen Xuan looked at the magic weapon on the ground and pursed his lips helplessly: "No way, I was thinking of suppressing you and sending you to the Immortal Abode World to temper the Dao hearts of my Daoist partners."
"You...how could you!"
Zi Mang only realized the change behind him at this moment. He turned around abruptly and saw Qiu Zixian's clone turn into smoke and dissipate. His pupils instantly contracted.
Qiu Zixian knew better than anyone how powerful her soul control technique was, yet Chen Xuan was able to turn the tables and kill her while under the illusion of being controlled.
Yu'er, Xin'er, Piaoxue, Lin Yuyao, and even all the cultivators watching from the outside world were dumbfounded.
How did Chen Xuan, who just seemed to be "falling into despair," suddenly turn the tables and kill Qiu Zixian?
The reversal happened so fast that no one had time to react.
Chen Xuan bent down to put away the magical artifact left behind by Qiu Zixian. When he looked up at the purple light, the smile on his face had completely disappeared.
He carried the Northern Darkness Sword, touched the void with his toes, and his figure appeared in front of Zi Guang in an instant like a black lightning bolt—so fast that Zi Guang only saw a blur!
Oh!
A flash of sword light, and blood splattered.
Zi Mang's right arm, which was gripping the ancient sword, was severed by Chen Xuan's sword and fell into the void, with blood gushing out from the wound.
"What! You..." Zi Mang's expression changed drastically, and he gasped in pain, instinctively retreating backward. "You actually have such strength!"
"return."
Zi Mang's heart stirred, and the ancient sword held by the severed arm suddenly trembled violently. The runes on the sword lit up, and it actually tried to break free from Chen Xuan's aura and fly back to Zi Mang's side.
However, Chen Xuan did not suppress the ancient sword. Instead, he held the severed arm of the purple light and condensed a wisp of pale golden aura at his fingertips—that was the power of cause and effect he had extracted from the severed arm of the purple light.
The Great Dao of Deduction instantly activated, golden energy flowing between his fingertips. In less than a breath, Chen Xuan opened his eyes, a knowing smile playing on his lips: "Just as I guessed."
"You...you actually cultivated the Great Dao of Deduction to such an extent at this level?" Zi Mang was utterly shocked. He looked at Chen Xuan, his eyes filled with disbelief.
From the moment Chen Xuan charged in until he lost his arm, he didn't even see Chen Xuan's movements clearly!
This means that Chen Xuan's Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and Great Dao of Space have completely overwhelmed him!
Just as Zi Mang was in shock, Chen Xuan suddenly spoke: "You should leave."
"You look down on me?" Zi Mang was stunned for a moment, then his anger flared up—he was a core disciple of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, how could he tolerate such humiliation?
Chen Xuan rolled his eyes, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Do you really want to lose this clone and your ancient sword here?"
Chen Xuan paused, looking at Zi Mang's ashen face, his tone turning cold:
"This matter is not over yet, and we will meet again sooner or later."
"By the way," Chen Xuan emphasized, "Go back and tell Shen Yu and Qiu Zixian to behave themselves—Qilin City is under my protection. If their true selves want to die, feel free to take your anger out on Qilin City."
These words were arrogant and confident, making Zi Mang feel uneasy.
He gritted his teeth and secretly inquired about Chen Xuan's identity via telepathy.
Chen Xuan smiled and didn't hide anything: "You are a core disciple of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, and someone who can defeat a disciple of the Holy Land..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zi Mang's face had turned completely black. He really wanted to curse Chen Xuan for being shameless!
Zi Mang's face turned ashen. Without asking any further questions, he immediately sheathed his ancient sword, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the sword-wielding stone figure in the center of the void arena, and said, "I concede defeat in this battle."
Rumble!
The sword-wielding stone figure slowly moved its massive body, its murky black eyes sweeping over all the cultivators who had participated in the battle. Its voice boomed like thunder: "Fifth match, Qilin City wins!"
As the words fell, the stone man suddenly raised the giant sword in his hand, and more than ten streams of light splashed out from the blade—
Most of the flowing light wrapped around Wang Teng and other cultivators who had participated in the battle.
Of the remaining three, one was entangled in purple light, while the other two split into two groups, rushing off in the east and west directions, clearly heading towards the direction of Shen Yu and Qiu Zixian's true form.
"If any of you dare to set foot on Qilin Star within the next ten thousand years, you will immediately trigger the eternal restriction, and your souls will be scattered, your bodies and your souls will perish!"
The stone man's voice, carrying an undeniable majesty, resounded throughout the entire airspace.
The cultivators enveloped in the flowing light instantly turned deathly pale—
This restriction is tantamount to a "perpetual curfew" for them; to disobey it would mean certain death.
Zi Mang felt humiliated, but could only bow respectfully and say, "Junior, Your Majesty's decree."