Boom!
In his desperation, Qin Chen had no ti to react.
His robust telekinesis erupted instantly like a storm, pressing down like a tide on Dou Li and Zuo Qiucheng’s longsword and spear, hoping to limit their speed and buy himself more ti to respond.
However, Qin Chen’s Telekinesis Cultivation was only at the Heavenly Origin Third Layer, facing two opponents with the power of the Heavenly Origin Fifth Realm, naturally, it hardly made any difference.
Their Primordial Artifacts tore through Qin Chen’s telekinetic suppression in an instant, striking directly onto Qin Chen’s chest.
Puh!
Qin Chen spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body violently shaking as he careened backward forcibly.
Eventually, Qin Chen’s body crashed to the ground like a teor, creating a huge crater upon impact.
On his chest, two bloody wounds stood out prominently, with blood continuously flowing out.
Qin Chen hurriedly tried to activate the Divine Power in his Divine Veins to seal his splitting wounds.
Unexpectedly, just as Qin Chen was recovering, Zuo Qiucheng moved.
He held his Cloud Cutting Sword, carrying an extrely sharp Sword Force, and with a swordplay that soared through the clouds, he stabbed toward Qin Chen.
Qin Chen was completely unable to dodge.
Puchi!
Zuo Qiucheng’s Cloud Cutting Sword pierced directly through Qin Chen’s Divine Demon Gold Skin into his body.
Under Zuo Qiucheng’s sword, Qin Chen’s physical body was as fragile as tofu.
Wawu—
Unable to contain it, Qin Chen vomited a large gush of blood.
Zuo Qiucheng’s sword left Qin Chen severely injured in an instant.
The already unfathomable situation tilted greatly in an instant.
Qin Chen was defeated.
And he suffered a crushing defeat.
Shua!
Zuo Qiucheng withdrew his Cloud Cutting Sword from Qin Chen’s body, his expression cold as ice.
Qin Chen clutched his chest where blood was spilling out, his body involuntarily falling to the ground, seemingly on his last breath.
"This is the third sword you asked for."
"How does it feel?!" Zuo Qiucheng looked down at Qin Chen lying on the ground, seemingly powerless, and sneered mockingly.
The crowd had complex expressions.
Today, everything Qin Chen had done subverted their expectations.
But in the end, was it still beyond his abilities?
Although they didn’t know Qin Chen personally, they truly admired what he had done today from the bottom of their hearts.
Apart from Qin Chen, no one else present could have gone this far.
"Qin Chen!"
Within the ranks of the Nine-star Palace, Guo Chen clenched his fists so tightly that his veins bulged, his face flushed red, and his eyes filled with frustration and pain.
He rembered the first ti he t Qin Chen.
Back then, Qin Chen seed insignificant in his eyes but had caught Guo Chen’s attention with his arrogant words.
After that, Qin Chen kept surprising him, ti and again.
Until today, Guo Chen had thought Qin Chen might be dood.
But when the mont arrived, Guo Chen felt an unbearable reluctance to accept it.
He had witnessed Qin Chen’s growth; now, was he to witness the downfall of this Heavenly Pride who ca from such humble beginnings?
Dou Li also descended from midair and stood beside Qin Chen.
His gaze carried traces of coldness.
Qin Chen’s persistence until now was beyond his expectations.
But it was all about to end.
At that mont, not far away, a figure who had been lying on the ground suddenly stood up, drawing everyone’s attention to snap towards him sharply.
"Is that Qin Chen’s senior brother?"
Seeing that figure, people rembered that Qin Chen had a senior brother from the sa sect.
Only, at the beginning, Mon Tianran had been seriously injured and Qin Chen’s dazzling performance had caused everyone to forget and overlook Mon Tianran.
Until this mont, when Mon Tianran rose from the ground.
It was undoubtedly a mont that attracted everyone’s attention.
Mon Tianran was holding the Heavy Rain Heavenly Sword, his clothes already torn, and those scars visible to the naked eye seed extrely ragged.
But at this mont, the look in Mon Tianran’s eyes caused a tremble in people’s hearts.
Those were a pair of icy eyes, cold to the extre, cold enough to make one feel a chill in the heart on sight.
At this instant, Mon Tianran thought of many things.
He thought back to two years ago, during the Thunder State Sect competition, when he t Qin Chen. At that ti, under the threat of the Shee Family, he had feigned defeat to Shee Gaoyun.
Back then, he felt imnse guilt, pain, and even wanted to leave the Thunder Sky Sect because he felt unworthy of being there.
However, it was on that day that Qin Chen, with his iron-willed arrogance, eventually led the Thunder Sky Sect to win the competition for the first ti, securing the championship.
Afterward, a conversation with Qin Chen convinced him to stay in the Thunder Sky Sect.
Two years later, he joined Qin Chen to represent the Thunder Sky Sect in the grand event of the Great Origin Dynasty, the Ten Thousand Sects Peak Battle.
Upon entering the Forest Demon World, they encountered bullying from Jang Chenglong, the strongest disciple of the Moon Howling Heavenly Sect. If not for Qin Chen, he might have perished to the swarm of blood-sucking giant ants.
Subsequently, ti and again, it seed to be Qin Chen guarding in front of him.
Even several tis, due to the vast difference in strength, he was utterly unable to help Qin Chen.
He could only pray from the sidelines.
And yet, he had always been respectfully addressed by Qin Chen as Senior Brother Mon.
But he had never truly taken on the responsibility embodied by the title "senior brother."
Instead, Qin Chen had acted more like his senior brother, always shielding him.
This ti was no different.
Qin Chen, single-handedly, fought furiously against nurous adversaries.
And he, from beginning to end, was unable to help Qin Chen.
Even now, as he watched Qin Chen approach death.
He felt pain and anger.
Mon Tianran gripped the Heavy Rain Heavenly Sword, emotions surging within him, and an astonishing aura kept emanating from him. At this mont, Mon Tianran raised many eyebrows.
Dou Li and Zuo Qiucheng both looked over.
However, the corners of their mouths revealed a hint of disdain.
They didn’t take Mon Tianran seriously at all.
After a glance, they turned their heads away and their gazes fell upon Qin Chen, who lay beneath their feet.
Among them, Zuo Qiucheng gripped the Cloud Cutting Sword, and at that mont, the arm holding the sword slightly lifted, as if he was about to strike and end Qin Chen’s life.
Only Mon Tianran, with his aura rising higher and higher, noticed a seal on his Heavy Rain Heavenly Sword begin to loosen.
And then... Boom!
A loud roar echoed as the seal, along with the madness and icy coldness in Mon Tianran’s eyes, suddenly... unleashed!
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