My gorgeous wife Chapter 957: 929: The Final Trump Card

Chapter 957: Chapter 929: The Final Trump Card

“Zzzzzz…”

Li Chen and An Qin sat on the ground, both visibly wounded.

Among them, Li Chen’s injuries were particularly severe.

Although An Qin was also Mystic Rank, even with Frost’s assistance, she could not provide much support to Li Chen. On the contrary, Li Chen spent most of his energy protecting her.

Moreover, An Qin’s current condition was far from well. She likely couldn’t even rival an average Mystic Rank Martial Artist, let alone fight against soone like Yu Manfang, an Earth-level Expert.

“Boy, are you still going to resist?” Yu Manfang sneered, a vengeful smirk on his face as he looked at Li Chen.

To him, their last confrontation was the greatest disgrace of his life.

For an Earth-level expert to be wounded by a re Mystic Rank boy—and worse, to let him escape right under his nose—was sothing he found utterly humiliating.

Being expelled from Linchuan by Elder Ji, on the other hand, barely fazed Yu Manfang.

After all, this was a world where the strong devoured the weak; submitting to the powerful was rely an unpleasant sting for him, one that faded quickly.

His heart was consud, instead, with hatred for Li Chen.

Not only because Li Chen had killed his son, Yu Zhe, but even more so because Li Chen had subjected him to unbearable humiliation.

“DIE!”

As Yu Manfang charged once more, Li Chen’s expression shifted. He stretched out his arm and forcefully pushed An Qin away.

Li Chen’s current position was rather peculiar—an area he had carefully selected.

During the previous battle with Yu Manfang, even the latter had not noticed how subtly and deliberately Li Chen had maneuvered the fight to this location.

Though it had co at a considerable cost, Li Chen believed that his calculated actions were worth it.

“Li Chen, you…”

An Qin, shoved away, suddenly realized sothing. Her face changed dramatically.

But what she saw was just Li Chen’s faint smile.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine,” Li Chen said with a gentle smile.

At the spot where An Qin had been pushed, a massive Stone Gate suddenly erged from the ground. Under the astonished gazes of those around, the gate swung open the mont An Qin reached it.

Silently, An Qin vanished into the Stone Gate.

The instant she entered, the gate abruptly slamd shut.

“BOOM!”

“What’s going on? What was that gate just now?”

“How could such a Stone Gate appear in a desolate area like this?”

“Could it be… an Enchanted World? Is there an undiscovered Enchanted World here?”

The murmurs from behind caught Yu Manfang’s attention, his eyes narrowing slightly.

“An Enchanted World?”

“BOOM!!”

At so point, Yu Manfang had drawn out a warped cane in his hand, and now thrust it fiercely at Li Chen.

“CLANG!!”

The cane struck the blade of the Red Moon saber, producing a sound that resembled but did not entirely mimic the clash of tal.

“Damn it!”

Li Chen was now half-crouched on the ground. The downward force of Yu Manfang’s blow had pressed his legs into the earth.

“Boy, I can let you live, but we need to make a deal. What do you say?” Yu Manfang glanced at Li Chen, his eyes narrowing as he spoke.

The events of a mont ago, especially the appearance and disappearance of the Stone Gate, had not escaped Yu Manfang’s notice.

Such occurrences could hardly be deed coincidental.

If it truly was an unexplored Enchanted World, then only one explanation remained.

Li Chen possessed the thod to access this Enchanted World!

“So that’s it…” A sudden realization dawned upon Yu Manfang’s mind.

Li Chen’s cultivation speed had always seed unnatural. Given that he had grown up outside the realm, it would have been impossible for him to cultivate so rapidly.

But if he had a private, exclusive Enchanted World, then everything made sense. Yu Manfang felt he had uncovered the root of the mystery.

However, he was unaware that Li Chen’s current strength, while partially attributed to closed-door cultivation in the Enchanted World after reaching Mystic Rank, had no connection to the Enchanted World in his early-stage cultivation.

“A deal? What kind of deal?” Li Chen’s gaze sharpened. Though he voiced the question, he had already surmised Yu Manfang’s intent.

“Hand over the thod to open the Enchanted World, and I’ll let you leave. What do you think?” Yu Manfang’s face wore a ‘kind’ smile.

Of course, the cane in his hand did not slacken; he instead increased his output of True Qi into it.

“Hmph!”

The amplified pressure forced a muffled groan from Li Chen, whose feet sank further into the ground.

Slowly raising his head, Li Chen looked at Yu Manfang. Yet in that mont, his face lit up with another smile.

“Why are you smiling?” For reasons unknown, Yu Manfang felt a pang of unease upon seeing Li Chen’s grin.

“Nothing. I just think that old bastard like you sure dreams big,” Li Chen said with a laugh.

“You’re seeking death!!” Yu Manfang erupted in anger. One hand bore down with the cane, while the other suddenly shot a fist toward Li Chen’s chest.

“Gale Fist!”

Yet at that instant, Li Chen’s lips curled into an eerie, unsettling smile.

Li Chen never revealed all his cards at once. This habit, cultivated through nearly a decade of slaughter and subterfuge, was engrained into his very being.

Even now, facing an opponent like Yu Manfang, Li Chen would not expose all his cards.

At the current mont, he still held one final ace in his hand.

“Netherworld!!”

“Screee—”

A shadowy figure suddenly materialized between Li Chen and Yu Manfang.

In theory, given the intensity of True Qi between the two, not even an average Mystic Rank Martial Artist could approach their battlefield.

Yet the shadow seed to disregard their fearso force fields entirely, positioning itself directly between them.

The shadow was small and inconspicuous.

But its power was enough to make even Zi Zhao shudder in fear.

“Shhh—”

A soft slicing sound echoed.

Yu Manfang’s fist, which seed capable of tearing through the air, vanished before it could strike Li Chen.

Not vanished—severed.

The severing blow ca from a small yet terrifyingly sharp Mantis Scythe.

“AHHH!!”

Yu Manfang shrieked as he retracted his arm, but his left hand was already gone, severed cleanly at the wrist.

The ground was littered with a severed hand, still pulsating faintly with residual True Qi.

“I’ll kill you!!”

Grimacing and screaming, Yu Manfang’s eyes turned bloodshot. He no longer cared about the Enchanted World; in an instant, his cane lunged at Li Chen.

This ti, Yu Manfang held nothing back—it was a true all-out strike.

In Li Chen’s current state, teetering on the edge of exhaustion, there was no way he could withstand such an onslaught.

“DIE!!”