With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 1031 - 663: Letters, Ambush, and Saying Goodbye to T

Without the blessing of the Sitting Forget Divine Skill, all of this is empty talk.

Facing the Tier Four Celestial Demon that was once impossible to defeat, ng Chuan felt an unprecedented calm and confidence.

As if the opponent was nothing more than an ant or an insect, easily crushed...

He held the Demon Suppressor tightly, dragging it behind him.

ng Chuan chose not to strike first, the advantage was his, waiting for the opportunity to understand the situation clearly.

He had offended too many forces across the Cosmos.

Looking at the gaunt and bony appearance of this strange bird, it was hard to discern its "origin."

"Feigning ignorance? How dare you kill our chosen one and even take what doesn’t belong to you, you little ant, you have so nerve!"

The skeleton bird’s voice was as cold as frost, its gaze firmly locked onto the bizarre, undulating form of ng Chuan.

Its Heart Spirit was on high alert.

What trick is this re Tier Three playing...

He guessed correctly, it was indeed the Abyss.

ng Chuan said calmly:

"So what if I killed? So what if I took? You invaders co here, yet you forbid us to resist?

You will soon die, you don’t expect to leave here alive, do you?"

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing ng Chuan’s words, the skeleton bird felt a sense of absurdity.

It was the first ti it had been threatened by a human in such a manner.

It sneered:

"Just you? The so-called Third Catastrophe of humans?"

ng Chuan nodded earnestly:

"Yes, just ."

"Then die for ! Arrogant and conceited human swine!"

Swoosh!

The enraged creature’s figure blurred in place, then soared above his head in an instant.

Its fierce claws wrapped in a deep brown column of fire roared, tearing through the heavens, showering ng Chuan from head to toe.

Just as the claw was about to touch ng Chuan’s forehead,

Boom!!!

Jumping arcs of electricity exploded into the air, obstructing for a mont.

"Weak creatures of the Cosmos, not even as strong as the White Tiger Grandmaster..."

A low voice echoed from the mist, as if complaining about sothing.

With a "snap," ng Chuan’s left fist pressed heavily against the tip of the claw.

In an instant, the surrounding airflow shattered like glass, sprinkling to the ground.

Imnse power surged from his wrist, firmly gripping the monster’s huge claw, preventing it from moving even a fraction further.

ng Chuan turned the tables to grasp the claw, suddenly flipping it downward, capturing the hundred-zhang monster with a single arm and swinging it in a heavy circle.

A solid over-the-shoulder throw!

The densely stacked airwaves exploded in an instant, expanding, surging outwards as the monster hit the ground like a dam burst.

Boom!!!

"Urgh..."

The skeleton bird didn’t even have ti to make a sound; its massive body plumted through the clouds like a flaming cot crashing deep into the ground.

A gigantic crack over two ters wide spread in all directions like a canyon.

At the center, a massive pit several hundred ters in diater appeared on the ground in the blink of an eye!

ng Chuan’s lips curled slightly, seemingly satisfied with the terrifying damage he had caused.

A domineering aura quickly enveloped him as he descended, teleporting to the edge of the pit in the blink of an eye.

He raised the Demon Suppressor high with his right arm, which exuded a fearso killing intent, as the spearhead flickered with a sinister glow of death.

"Say goodbye to this world, little bird..."

In the face of the invaders from the Cosmos, ng Chuan never showed rcy.

Slash!

The turbulent sea of energy roared, as a long, dark beam plunged heavily into the pit.

Not waiting to strike again, ng Chuan’s always tense Heart Spirit instantly sensed an abnormality, and for safety, his figure imdiately teleported upward.

Before he could regain his composure, his form convulsed as if struck by lightning, hardly sustaining himself, nearly falling from the sky.

Inside the pit, the skeleton bird pierced by the dark beam twisted into a ball, only its head held high.

Its scarlet eye sockets suddenly brightened, the blood-colored strands almost invisible to the naked eye, clutching ng Chuan’s ankle.

The trump card handed by the Tier Eight God, [Soul Devour], silently activated.

Suddenly, ng Chuan felt as if thousands of sinister souls were shrieking and tearing inside his skull, his mind sea churning as if it would burst.

But the real danger was not here.

An invisible claw had already followed the blood strands, unbelievably bypassing his layered defenses, probing within.

ng Chuan understood clearly that this power was targeting the liver wood, and the intention was obvious.

"What kind of ghostly thing, daring to take my soul..."