Chapter 183: The Breakdown of Saint Son Chen Fan, Killing the Child of Luck

Chapter 183: The Breakdown of Saint Son Chen Fan, Killing the Child of Luck

This was his trump card!

A secret trump card he had kept hidden all along, enough to survive a desperate situation!

He had once harbored a dying remnant soul in a Secret Realm, which belonged to the Blood Asura Clan.

As long as he fed the remnant soul with his blood qi, he could obtain an unprecedented surge in combat power.

And with his Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body, what he lacked least was his own vital blood.

He had originally planned to use this trump card to kill Qin Xuan.

Now, forced into a corner by Wu Bingqing, he had no choice but to reveal it ahead of time!

“You ungrateful traitor, go die!”

The boiling, majestic power was layered over the blade of blazing fire, and the giant fiery blade crashed down.

Wu Bingqing, utterly powerless to resist, was crushed by it into the depths of the shattered ice cave.

“Die!”

Saint Son Chen Fan roared.

Punch after punch was thrown through the air, causing the ice cave where Wu Bingqing was to continuously collapse, becoming so deep that the bottom could not be seen.

He was furious and could not tolerate that even Wu Bingqing had been so completely bewitched by Qin Xuan, her Divine Soul utterly infatuated.

Even he had to be wary of this Soul-Devouring Body.

Since she couldn't be controlled, it would be better to end it with her death.

Otherwise, dealing with Qin Xuan alone was already a headache; if Wu Bingqing were added to the mix, wouldn't he be driven absolutely frantic?

As fist prints continued to blast down, a massive crater was forcibly gouged out of the ice below, looking like the impact site of a fallen meteorite.

In Saint Son Chen Fan's mind, the remnant soul of the Blood Asura Clan teased, “You've already blasted her into dregs, and you're still not satisfied? If you keep feeding me with your vital blood, aren't you worried that I'll seize your body for myself?”

Saint Son Chen Fan roared, venting the rage in his heart frantically, “She is not as simple as you think! She won't die so easily!”

Flames surged, and vast stretches of ice began to melt.

A massive amount of white mist rose into the air.

Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred!

Within the white mist, a dense, hazy blood-red color gradually began to overlay.

In the end, the rising mist turned entirely blood-red.

By the time Saint Son Chen Fan sensed something was wrong, what spread up from the bottom of the deep cave was actually an endless, dark swamp, thick as a morass.

Whoosh!

A flash of black light zipped by. Before Saint Son Chen Fan could even see the enemy's appearance clearly, he was already sent flying backward in a wretched state, blood spilling from his mouth and several of his teeth broken.

Boom!

With a heavy punch blasting straight down, Wu Bingqing's arm bone shattered instantly, but the evil thoughts repaired it in a split second, throwing out tens of thousands of punches within a single breath.

Forcibly enduring her arm bone breaking tens of thousands of times, she finally pierced completely through Saint Son Chen Fan's chest cavity.

Pfft— Saint Son Chen Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura instantly withering. He roared at the remnant soul lurking deep within his body, “Absorb my vital blood! I will give you as much as you want! Today, she must die!”

The remnant soul of the Blood Asura Clan grinned savagely, “The Soul-Devouring Body, how interesting!”

“Then let this seat take over your body!”

As Saint Son Chen Fan's eyes turned completely crimson, his robust body began to shrivel up once more, as if his vital blood had been completely drained.

Looking like a completely different person, Saint Son Chen Fan's combat power soared. Like a soaring primeval beast of prey, he dived toward Wu Bingqing.

One black and one red, two figures of light clashed tens of thousands of times within a single breath in mid-air.

The earth-shattering battle seemed capable of burning mountains and boiling seas.

With just the aftershock of a single punch falling, the ice within a radius of ten thousand miles cracked inch by inch.

Flames fell, mist billowed, and layers of deep black soil were peeled away one after another.

“Kill you, kill you! Heh... Heh—”

Heavy panting echoed within the bone-chillingly cold ice cave.

Wu Bingqing grabbed Saint Son Chen Fan's long hair, repeatedly slamming her fists into his chest cavity.

Though it looked like a one-sided beating, it was actually a mutually destructive situation.

Each punch that blasted through his flesh and blood was accompanied by the breaking of her own arm bone.

Completely disregarding her unhealed injuries, she repeatedly stabbed her ghastly arm bone into Saint Son Chen Fan's chest.

Killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of one's own!

“Blood Explosion of the Heavenly Dipper!”

With a furious shout from Saint Son Chen Fan, a strange energy exploded deep within his body.

This was a secret technique of the Blood Asura Clan.

The bizarre energy blasted Wu Bingqing tens of thousands of miles away. Under the effect of a terrifying suction force, the ice on the ground swept frantically toward her, wrapping half of her body in thick, bewitchingly blue ice.

Explode!

As the ice shattered, Wu Bingqing's arm and right leg were instantly turned to dust.

Blood fell continuously like rain.

Wrapped in evil thoughts, her aura plummeted instantly, as if she had fallen from the clouds into endless Hell.

The remnant soul of the Blood Asura exhaled a deep breath of turbid air and grumbled in dissatisfaction, “Kid, how on earth did you provoke this crazy woman to make her try to kill you so recklessly? Did you murder her entire family?”

Even with his vast experience, it was rare to encounter such a bizarre enemy.

It was almost a suicidal exchange of blows, yet Wu Bingqing kept finding life in death, growing increasingly powerful and difficult to deal with!

The more Saint Son Chen Fan thought about it, the angrier he became.

How was he even Wu Bingqing's enemy?

They could even be said to have trained under the same sect and shared the same interests.

He had merely threatened to expose her true colors to Qin Xuan, and it had driven Wu Bingqing completely insane.

His heart was filled with both hatred and jealousy.

A tangle of complex emotions knotted in his chest. Before he could vent them, he noticed Wu Bingqing's anomaly and quickly warned, “Hurry, deliver the killing blow! Kill her, she's not dead yet!”

In the distance, where Wu Bingqing had lost half of her body, evil thoughts wriggled continuously at her severed flesh.

This caused her shattered half-body to regrow with bizarre, wild speed, visible to the naked eye.

Even the remnant soul of the Blood Asura Clan showed a look of horror upon seeing this. “The Soul-Devouring Body, and the traits of the Immortal Phoenix Clan... What on earth is this woman's background?!”

Boom—

The sonic barrier shattered, and space itself warped under Wu Bingqing's rapid movement.

Her heavy panting seemed to symbolize that her body was running on extreme overload.

A whip kick descended. Even though the remnant soul of the Blood Asura Clan blocked with a secret technique barrier, it was instantly shattered, and he was sent flying.

While absorbing Saint Son Chen Fan's blood to repair the body, he roared in terror, “What kind of freak is this? Why can she absorb my nourishment??”

“No, that's not right! I'm actually having my nourishment stolen by her!”

“Saint Son Chen Fan, what kind of monster did you provoke?!”

The remnant soul was furious!

If he were in his prime, he naturally wouldn't fear Wu Bingqing.

But now he was merely a remnant soul, with less than one percent of his strength remaining.

To encounter Wu Bingqing, an unkillable monster who possessed the Soul-Devouring Body, grew stronger as she fought, and had the traits of the Undying Phoenix...

And who could even snatch away his vital blood nourishment.

His mental state collapsed completely!

“Blood Arrow!”

The remnant soul's back teeth were nearly ground to dust.

He had slept for countless years, thinking he could return to his Peak once more through Saint Son Chen Fan's body.

He never dreamed that the start would be such an absolute disaster.

He had no choice but to use his fatal strike, condensing his own essence blood into an invisible blood arrow to silently steal Wu Bingqing's vitality.

The moment the invisible blood arrow took shape, a massive cauldron that suppressed heaven and earth crashed down right above the remnant soul's head.

The terrifying pressure shattered even the blood arrow in an instant.

Saint Son Chen Fan and the remnant soul were slammed mercilessly into the ground.

The remnant soul roared, “Motherfucking Saint Son Chen Fan! You didn't tell me this monster also had a quasi-emperor artifact protecting her! You deserve to die, you truly deserve to die!”

—

Qin Xuan, who was far away, rushed toward the chaotic battle the moment he heard the rumbling sounds.

However, Saint Son Chen Fan and Wu Bingqing were moving too fast, so even he could only chase from behind.

In his ears, the cold, mechanical voice of the System rang out continuously.

【The Child of Luck Saint Son Chen Fan's Luck value has decreased by 50,000 points. Reward to Host: Villain Points +50,000!】

【The Child of Luck Saint Son Chen Fan has colluded with a demonic cultivator of the Blood Asura Clan. Reward to Host: Villain Points +30,000!】

【The Child of Luck Saint Son Chen Fan's Luck value is about to hit rock bottom. Reward to Host: Villain Points +100,000!】

【Child of Luck...】

By the time Qin Xuan arrived at the battlefield, all he could see was desolation.

The ice caves had melted, and the ground was charred black.

Deep craters, resembling dried-up giant lakes, lay adjacent to one another.

Even the original ice cave terrain had been shattered by this battle into a continuous valley landscape.

In a charred black crater littered with shredded flesh, Saint Son Chen Fan lay slumped inside with only half of his body remaining.

Qin Xuan landed slowly, standing where Saint Son Chen Fan's legs should have been. Looking down at this once-lofty Child of Luck, a playful smile curled on his lips as he said, “Isn't this our Yaochi Sacred Land's Saint, Saint Son Chen Fan? How did you end up in such a miserable state? Did you refuse to stay away from danger with the Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak just to run over here and die?”

Cough, cough...

Overcome with rage, Saint Son Chen Fan spat out another mouthful of black blood, mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

Baring his teeth, he stared at Qin Xuan in front of him and grinned savagely, “You think you've won for sure?”

“Little do you know, you will become a Puppet in the future, left to the mercy of others!”

“If you don't strike now, when will you?!”

At Saint Son Chen Fan's prompt, the remnant soul lurking deep within his body, fully prepared, turned into a streak of bloody light and shot straight toward Qin Xuan's face.

Saint Son Chen Fan's smile grew even more brilliant. “So what if you're a Prodigy? So what if you are loved by everyone? From now on, you will be controlled by a remnant soul, becoming nothing but a marionette!”

Just as the bloody light was about to touch Qin Xuan's face, a deep blue cold energy erupted.

It caused the speeding streak of blood light to freeze into a blood-colored ice crystal less than a hair's breadth from Qin Xuan, before falling to the ground.

Leng Li manifested in physical form and, without mercy, crushed the blood crystal to dust with a stomp.

Even after the remnant soul was annihilated, she didn't stop, using her cold energy to freeze the charred ground for dozens of miles around, shattering it inch by inch.

As if even killing him was not enough to vent her anger.

After searching the area and finding no trace of the remnant soul's aura, Leng Li slowly exhaled a breath of pure air, calming her agitated emotions.

She turned her head to look at Qin Xuan, her expression turning solemn as she said, “This was one of my blood feuds. By letting me avenge this great hatred, I owe you a huge favor.”

After saying this, knowing she shouldn't remain manifested, she turned back into a stream of light and vanished into the ancient prison-suppressing tower.

Gaining a favor out of nowhere, even Qin Xuan felt grateful for Saint Son Chen Fan's 'generosity'.

Staring with great interest at the dumbfounded Saint Son Chen Fan, he said amusedly, “You thought you were the only one with a Blood Asura Clan grandpa helping you? I have a Blood Asura Clan beauty by my side too.”

He continued to rub salt in the wound, saying, “Originally, I didn't have a way to make her help me with all her strength. I must say, your appearance allowed us to turn our swords into plowshares. From now on, there will be no more barriers between us, and I can mobilize the experts of the Blood Asura Clan at will for my own use.”

“Thank you.”

Pfft!

Saint Son Chen Fan spat out a massive mouthful of black blood.

He reached out his hand, wanting to strangle Qin Xuan to death.

At the very least, he wanted to cover his mouth to stop him from speaking further.

He was afraid he would die with his eyes wide open from sheer anger!

However, his bare arm could not even extend an inch.

Even his arm bone was only half-remaining.

With his vitality completely wiped out, he couldn't even manage to condense a fake arm using his vital blood.

“Shut up!”

Saint Son Chen Fan shrieked hysterically in rage, his entire body trembling violently.

He was roaring, howling.

He refused to admit it, refused to accept defeat.

He had thought victory was within his grasp, believing he would definitely capture Wu Bingqing and make her Soul-Devouring Body serve him.

But to his surprise, it was all in vain.

Not only that, but even his trump card couldn't cause the slightest harm to Qin Xuan.

And by some bizarre twist of fate, he had even helped Qin Xuan reach an understanding with the expert remnant soul inside him.

He had failed to steal the chicken and lost the bait instead, losing both the lady and his soldiers!

What a humiliating disgrace!

What a humiliating disgrace!!

Saint Son Chen Fan's breathing was both heavy and erratic.

With his aura unstable and weak, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a writhing black shadow approaching in the far distance.

A savage smile filled with the aura of death immediately curled on his lips. “Qin Xuan, you're finished!”

“With you to accompany me on the Road to the Yellow Springs, I won't be lonely!”

Qin Xuan turned around, no longer looking at Saint Son Chen Fan, whose Luck value was completely depleted.

Instead, he stared into the far distance at Wu Bingqing, who was holding aloft a Saint King Realm Ice Beast.

His brow furrowed instantly.

By letting Wu Bingqing be alone with Saint Son Chen Fan, he had intended to use Saint Son Chen Fan's hand to help Wu Bingqing regain her memories and combat power.

An even deeper reason was to use Wu Bingqing's hand.

To fight magic with magic, and defeat Luck with Luck.

So that he could reap the benefits of their conflict.

But he hadn't expected Wu Bingqing to actually lose control!

She hadn't even used the arm he gave her, instead allowing her Soul-Devouring Body to absorb the evil thoughts of the remnant soul.

Her Realm was still at the Peak Quasi-Saint level, but under the stacking of the bizarre evil thoughts, her combat power was comparable to the Late Stage of the Saint King Realm, or even the Peak Saint King Realm!

Leng Li appeared by Qin Xuan's side, her gaze solemn as she stared at the writhing black shadow. “We both misjudged her. Wu Bingqing is not just a Soul-Devouring Body; she also possesses the Bloodline of the Immortal Phoenix Clan. Relying on the traits of the Immortal Phoenix Clan, before touching the barrier of the Emperor Realm, she won't enter Reincarnation prematurely unless there is external interference!”

“Go back!”

“I can't leave. Without me to block her, you won't even have the chance to use the Weak Water.”

“I told you to go back, right now!” Qin Xuan said angrily.

Leng Li grit her teeth, glaring at Qin Xuan repeatedly, but she didn't receive any other instructions.

She could only snort coldly and return once more to the ancient prison-suppressing tower.

“Kill you! Kill you!! Heh... Heh—”

Wu Bingqing's voice was as hoarse as a leaking pipe. Under the countless tentacles extended from the evil thoughts behind her, the Saint King Realm Ice Beast was strangled to shreds, entirely turning into evil thoughts and blood qi to be absorbed by her Soul-Devouring Body, leaving not a single drop behind.

Wu Bingqing, who was thousands of miles away just an instant ago, arrived right in front of Qin Xuan in a flash.

The pitch-black tentacles, sharp as blades, shot straight toward Qin Xuan's chest.

Just as it was about to touch Qin Xuan's chest, the pitch-black tentacle ground to a sudden halt, stopping less than an inch away from his heart.

Within Wu Bingqing's pitch-black eyes, a brief flicker of light struggled.

Immediately after, it was swallowed by the blackness once more.

Pfft—

The tentacle pierced into Qin Xuan's chest, and bright red blood dripped onto it.

Wu Bingqing's movements stiffened once more.

The brief flicker of light in her pitch-black eyes trembled violently.

Wu Bingqing fell into a daze, her body shaking violently as if she had lost control. She muttered to herself, locked in an intense internal struggle, one moment bloodthirsty and murderous, the next roaring hysterically:

“Kill you! Heh! Heh!! Heh-heh!!! Kill you! No, I can't kill him... Qin Xuan, he is Qin Xuan! I can't kill him, I can't kill Qin Xuan!!!”