novelE2F Chapter 250: No Match for Jiang Chen
Chapter 250: No Match for Jiang Chen
The demonic beasts met their end without a chance to cry out, helpless against the attack.
Their bodies, either sinking to the ocean floor or drifting to the surface, quickly covered vast areas of the sea.
Yet, from cracks in the ocean bed, more demonic beasts kept surging forth. They charged fearlessly toward the direction of the Ageless Spirit Heavenly Sect, ignoring any thought of survival.
Jiang Chen’s brow furrowed as he faced the overwhelming numbers, but his sword didn’t pause. He continued to slice through the air, sending out waves of Sword Qi that wiped out thousands, even tens of thousands, of demonic beasts with each swing.
At the same time, he kept an eye on the information of the Dao Palace realm nether soul demon.
[
Name: Mo Wutian
Realm: Late-stage Dao Palace (Middle-stage Dao Palace)
Status: Supporting character
Fate Value: 1218
]
With just a glance from his Villain Eye, Jiang Chen gained a full sense of this new adversary.
After merging with that octopus-like demonic beast, Mo Wutian’s realm has temporarily risen to the Late-stage Dao Palace realm
, he thought.
With a Fate Value over a thousand... he likely won’t go down easily.
In Gu Ran’s life story, it seems Mo Wutian might be a significant boss, one whose defeat probably follows others like Ji Yilan.
As Jiang Chen analyzed Mo Wutian’s information panel, a whirlwind of conjectures stirred in his mind.
Meanwhile, Mo Wutian had naturally taken note of Jiang Chen, who was locked in a sweeping massacre of the lesser demonic beasts.
A Dao Palace realm cultivator here? How can this be?
By my calculations, we should still be nearly a million kilometers from the Ageless Spirit Heavenly Sect. How is it possible for a human powerhouse at this level to show up here?
And from the looks of it, he seems to possess a deep mastery of the Sword Dao!
As Mo Wutian stared at Jiang Chen, who hovered high above the sea, a wave of astonishment washed over him.
Still, he felt no fear of Jiang Chen.
After all, he was in the Late-stage Dao Palace realm—and not just an ordinary one at that.
Mo Wutian held a wide range of skills, making him both powerful and unpredictable.
Any cultivator at the same level would inevitably fall if they faced him directly.
Since fate has brought this Dao Palace realm human here, I’ll take him down first—to honor my fallen leader, Long Tianlu!
Once I invade the Ageless Spirit Heavenly Sea and capture the Ageless Spirit Heavenly Sect, I’ll strike back at the Purple Heaven Holy Land and avenge Lord Long Tianlu!
Mo Wutian held this fierce resolve in his heart, unaware that the man before him was, in fact, Long Tianlu’s very killer.
But that wasn’t all.
Mo Wutian then unleashed a self-destructive secret art, sacrificing his own life essence to transform into an even stronger force.
In an instant, Mo Wutian’s power stabilized at the Peak-stage Dao Palace realm.
No ordinary Late-stage Dao Palace cultivator could hope to match him now.
"Hahaha!" Mo Wutian laughed maniacally. "In the face of absolute power, all tricks are useless!"
"Daring to push me to use a self-harming secret art—I’ll make you suffer every torment imaginable!" His face contorted with rage, his eyes bloodshot, and his entire being radiated with boundless resentment and killing intent.
In his mind, his strength was now so overwhelming that Jiang Chen’s defeat was inevitable.
Yet, what happened next defied Mo Wutian’s expectations.
"Peak-stage Dao Palace realm?" Jiang Chen remarked casually. "I didn’t expect you to muster such formidable power, even temporarily."
"But unfortunately, it’s still not enough to face me!" A hint of mockery curved at the corner of his mouth.
His aura suddenly surged, instantly reaching the Peak-stage Dao Palace realm—and it didn’t stop there but continued climbing.
The killing intent on Mo Wutian’s face froze, his eyes widening in shock, nearly bulging from their sockets.
"Wha... what?!"
He had fought to the brink of death to temporarily reach the Peak-stage Dao Palace realm, yet Jiang Chen was already far beyond it.
This battle was futile; his sacrifice had been in vain.
Frozen in terror, Mo Wutian was paralyzed, his body trembling as he prepared to channel every ounce of his strength to escape.
"I can see you’re trying to run," Jiang Chen said with a faint smile, his powerful aura enveloping Mo Wutian completely.
"But do you really think you still have a chance?" Confidence radiated in his voice.
Mo Wutian wouldn’t give up his life so easily.
"Out of my way!" he roared, charging with all his might toward a fissure in the seabed.
If he could reach the underwater cave filled with Demonic Spiritual Qi, he might just have a chance to survive.
And if Jiang Chen dared to follow, Mo Wutian even believed he might turn the tide.
"I told you, you have no chance," Jiang Chen sneered, his voice laced with cold disdain.
Harnessing the power of the Wind Dao, he blurred into an afterimage, cutting off Mo Wutian’s escape.
"Die!" Mo Wutian roared, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Jiang Chen as a massive axe materialized in his hand. He swung it down with all his might.
This strike carried everything he had.
Yet, Jiang Chen’s expression didn’t waver. "A petty trick," he muttered dismissively.
His sword rose to meet the giant axe head-on.
Boom!
A violent ripple of energy burst forth, pushing the surrounding seawater aside and forming a massive, vacuum-like sphere around them.