#289 - Continuation of the Ancient Battle
"Such a powerful genius, your souls must taste delicious!"
"Heh heh heh..."
The skull emitted a sinister, savage laugh, as billowing black energy spread, transforming into a large hand beside it, and violently slammed down towards Su Chen and Nan Yin!
Nan Yin immediately raised her Cloud Rainbow Sword, blocking it in front of Su Chen.
Bang!!
Accompanied by a shocking, loud noise echoing, Nan Yin was sent flying on the spot, blood溢出 from the corner of her mouth, unable to withstand the opponent's attack at all!
But what was strange was.
That large hand passed right through Su Chen's body, as if the two did not exist in the same space.
The skull's gaze suddenly narrowed!
"Had enough?"
Su Chen spoke calmly, staring directly at the skull.
In the next moment, dazzling starlight suddenly appeared around Su Chen, a mysterious star chart slowly unfolded, and hundreds of millions of strands of starlight soared into the sky, illuminating all directions!
"The Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Grand Formation!?"
"How could it be in your hands!"
The skull's pupils suddenly shrank, letting out a sharp cry, with a hint of horror in its tone!
In the next moment, endless starlight engulfed the mountaintop, and an ancient and terrifying power revived, causing the skull to instantly explode and be annihilated.
However, hundreds of genius disciples still showed no signs of waking up.
"This... what exactly is going on?"
Nan Yin was dumbfounded, her mind buzzing.
Su Chen did not speak. He walked to the ancient temple and kicked open the dilapidated door with one foot.
Only then did Nan Yin see that, inside the ancient temple, a middle-aged man wearing a Daoist robe was sitting cross-legged on a prayer mat, with a faint smile on his face and his eyes tightly closed.
In the middle-aged man's chest, a skull staff had pierced through his heart!
Strands of black energy spread out from the staff, constantly eroding the middle-aged man's corpse, causing half of his body to become pitch black and begin to decay.
In the next moment, the skull staff trembled continuously, and a ghostly green light lit up from its eye sockets!
"Little brat, you dare ruin this尊's plans!"
A hoarse and terrifying voice came from within the skull!
Su Chen ignored it, but instead looked at the middle-aged man's corpse and said, "Senior Soul Emperor, how long do you intend to sleep for?"
"Hmm!?"
The skull staff's eyes instantly widened, and it immediately erupted with boundless light, releasing a destructive and terrifying power, shattering the middle-aged man's corpse.
But this was of no use.
The prayer mat under the middle-aged man's corpse suddenly glowed, and countless branches quickly spread, firmly entangling the skull staff!
"Soul Emperor!?"
"You're actually not dead yet?"
"This is impossible!!"
The skull staff let out a sharp cry, incomparably horrified, and in disbelief!
"I am indeed already dead, but I secretly left behind a wisp of power imprint."
"I've been lying dormant for so many years, just wanting to find a chance to kill you with one blow, to prevent you from escaping."
"I never expected that, in the end, I would wait for the Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Grand Formation."
A sigh sounded.
As light filled the prayer mat, the figure of the middle-aged man emerged, only in a semi-transparent, illusory state, not a physical entity.
The skull staff vibrated violently, erupting with terrifying power, shaking the entangled branches until they continuously cracked.
Seeing this, Su Chen immediately formed hand seals, and strands of intense starlight descended, enveloping the skull staff!
As the skull staff was imprisoned by the power of the Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Grand Formation, Chen Lezhang and the others who were climbing the mountain only felt their bodies lighten, and the terrifying pressure that had been everywhere disappeared almost instantly!
The hundreds of geniuses sitting cross-legged on the mountaintop also trembled, their faces pale, and many people directly fainted.
There were also people whose eyelids twitched, struggling to open their eyes, covered in cold sweat, panting heavily, as if they had experienced a nightmare.
"Junior, you have done very well."
"Before perishing together with the Extraterrestrial Demon, this Emperor has a chance encounter to bestow upon you."
The middle-aged man turned to look at Su Chen, his eyes filled with praise and appreciation.
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior, but compared to this junior, she is more suitable to receive Senior's inheritance."
Su Chen pointed to Nan Yin.
"Ah?"
Nan Yin on the side was dumbfounded.
The middle-aged man took a deep look at Su Chen, the look of appreciation in his eyes becoming even more intense.
"You are a very interesting little fellow. If this Emperor were still alive, I would definitely take you as a disciple."
"What a pity..."
The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, and then pointed out a finger. A golden light lit up from the prayer mat and entered Nan Yin's sea of consciousness, transforming into a supreme scripture.
After that, the middle-aged man transformed into a strand of golden light and entered the skull staff!
Dong!!
The skull staff vibrated violently, bursting out with two kinds of light, golden and black, in fierce opposition!
"No!!"
"Get out of here!"
"I am not reconciled! Not reconciled!!"
A shrill cry came from inside the skull staff.
During this process, the skull staff vibrated continuously, trying to shatter the space and escape from this place.
But it was firmly imprisoned by the power of the Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Grand Formation, unable to move at all!
As the voice inside the skull staff grew smaller and smaller, and the light also became dimmer, cracks appeared on the staff.
This battle that had continued from the ancient times to the present gradually came to an end.
